In the dim outfield, the figures under the two spotlights moved so conspicuously to the center, as if an invisible tacit understanding pushed towards the same agreement, the style under the light and shadow was very different, it was a-for-tat ceremony, each like two sharp swords, breaking through the crowd and sound in front of them, and after those inconsequential obstacles disappeared, the two came to the bright dojo.

Shu Meisha was condescending in the empty aisle, and in the hustle and bustle of the audience that could not be erased no matter how the host controlled the scene, she was holding her mobile phone and talking to the leaders of the station.

"Okay, I understand......"

"Follow up ...... throughout the process"

The sudden turn at the end of the competition, the sparks generated are far more exciting than the entire performance in front of them, this heat that no one can imagine, has been exposed in the first Yin Beiyuan in the country after the show, the huge energy has been exposed, the shouting of thousands of viewers is just the most superficial presentation, scarf, sticker, external network, upload short videos, instant increase in likes and comments forwarded three times; Although the abnormal surge is not as good as the ancient style pavilion half a month ago, it is enough to attract attention.

The rising ratings made the leader call Shumei Sha directly, not only her, but many people present called because of the news that "the first in the country to defend the dignity of the genre and fight with the mysterious audience on the spot", maybe only personal gossip, but also out of work, all the media are operating. As the first to eat crabs, the online live broadcast room of the Central Station and the Shumei Yarn Group has undoubtedly become the front line of the whole network, with the number of people exceeding 10,000 from about 1,000.

Putting down the phone, Shu Meisha checked whether the lens in the camera was aligned, and at the same time clasped her hands, attracted and nervous by the rising momentum and ups and downs on and off the field.

"Well, what about Du Qisong?"

She looked for a colleague and suddenly thought about how the camera needed her to manage, and then found the other party sitting on the steps behind her, quickly fiddling with her phone.

"What are you doing? This is a critical juncture! She said.

"You can rest assured about the camera, it is all set up and aligned, and the angle of this position we found in advance is also perfect, is it fixed for shooting...... They can't fight outside the dojo, can they? Du Qisong replied, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

Shu Meisha knew that her colleague was right, she stabilized her mood and said suspiciously: "Okay, that's what I said, but what are you doing?" ”

"I'm on the line with netizens in the live broadcast room."

"Huh?"

"I'll tell you......" Du Qisong looked angry, and after sending a message, he turned the screen of his mobile phone over, "Some people actually say that our live broadcast is deceiving people and is fake, and in reality, there will be no such situation in fiction and animation, you see!" ”

Shumei Sha took a look, and sure enough, the mobile phone showed their live broadcast room, and the large number of users who heard the news had already made the barrage and messages fly all over the sky, and the speed of refresh flew away at a glance.

[Professional kendo, please take a seat: fake, absolutely fake, the current media has done everything in order to get the traffic right, passers-by scripts, distorted interpretation competitions, what mysterious audience hangs senior coaches, the first in the country can't help but save the scene, funny This is, it's obviously a normal performance process, deliberately edited! ] 】

[Piggy: Then this requires excellent time management and multi-person movement. 】

[Lizhongke: As we all know, videos can't be photoshopped, so it's true. 】

[Tearing wounds, Du Qisong: Hey, please respect the efforts of the on-site personnel and don't maliciously slander them.] 】

Shumeisha also knows a lot about social media in the new era, and she immediately understood that a user called "Professional Kendo, please sit" was the main force that questioned the most joyful, and then this "torn wound, Du Qisong" was her colleague......

"Are you in a panic?" Shu Meisha said speechlessly, this kind of online confrontation is the most meaningless exchange, she really doesn't know what to say except to evaluate her colleague's name is good, but she can take out the name of this kind of black history...... She kicked Du Qisong, "Hurry up and look at the camera for me, someone will be sent to take over in the live broadcast room immediately." ”

"Oh, okay." Du Qisong stood up unsatisfied, forget it, there are fewer wounds to tear today.

In the lively live broadcast room, people's discussions are still ongoing, in fact, although there are traditional defenders of serious swordsmanship, the number is a small part after all, the overall atmosphere is still normal, and it has not been deviated.

Some netizens can't stand it and refute those who don't accept reality, "If you don't believe it, just go watch TV, several TV stations are broadcasting live, and some of the other programs that were originally planned to be broadcast are also broadcast, this can't be PS, right?" ”

These words caused a small group of opponents of all ingredients to disperse, indeed, the TV is now playing.

Yin family.

Yin Xiaoli's eyes stared at the TV and she hadn't moved for a long time.

"Yu, Your Excellency Yu Bai? He went and didn't tell me, lied to me?! ”

Since she was deflated in the old community, Yin Xiaoli's heart has less than half of the beautiful pride that she has just broken through, and the remaining half can only be maintained by self-improvement in kendo.

It wasn't until a good friend texted her to watch TV that she turned on the TV slowly, and as soon as she tuned into the channel, she was so surprised that she could barely move away.

"Won't it?"

Yin Xiaoli muttered and stuffed a clove of orange into her mouth.

As soon as she flipped her little hand, her phone unlocked and slid out of the search website, and she grew up in the information age and learned the whole story on the Internet at a rapid speed.

"Kitahara, Kitahara, Kitahara!"

On a channel of the Central Sports Station, two commentators who appeared urgently said: "Yin Beiyuan has a lot of fans." ”

"yes." Commentator A quietly tied the tie on his chest, "This is a national genre exchange event, and it's amazing that there are so many fans on the scene." ”

"After all, it is the youngest national No. 1 in history except for Yin Xiaoli." Commentator B smiled, "I'm afraid that everyone in the kendo world knows about it now. ”

"And it's not bad."

After this supplementary explanation, the two commentators looked at each other and laughed.

Then the camera pans to the opponent's face, "Oh ......"

Narrator A frowned: "This ...... It's not bad. ”

"Hmm......"

……

"Kitahara, Kitahara, Kitahara......"

At first, the audience was mixed with all kinds of discussions and disputes, some people asked what was going on, some people popularized Yin Beiyuan's feat of winning the national championship, and at a certain moment, I don't know who initiated it, and the voice gradually became unified.

Yin Beiyuan walked to the center of the dojo under such a momentum, and his opponent ...... What kind of mood did the man with a flat expression have?

Yin Beiyuan was very interested. Especially after learning that the other party may be the master who made the sword unity and existed at the peak of kendo.