Zhao Feng sat in front of the camera and talked eloquently in front of the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.

He smiled, as if he was telling an inconspicuous story, but the netizens in front of the screen were in tears.

At this time, they were eager to know what the final outcome of the boxing boy in Zhao Feng's mouth was, and whether the dream in the other party's heart had come true.

However, as Zhao Feng continued to speak, their hearts were cold.

What Zhao Feng is talking about is not a fairy tale, but a bloody reality.

The boxing teenager who broke his leg bone did not return to subversion, but was beaten down in the first round.

Subsequently, the other party was like an old dog, discarded in the corner at will, his boss looked down on him, and his former agent also looked at him coldly.

He could only drag his remnants and leave the sad place with what little savings he had.

Thankfully, he didn't give up.

Fate also gave him a choice once again.

He applied for a fight coach in a club, made money by teaching people to fight, and at the same time, by chance, he came into contact with short videos.

He had an idea at the time, why didn't he shoot a short video himself?

It's best to shoot big if you want to, others make short videos, and he makes movies himself.

Once he had a goal, he immediately became motivated, teaching boxing during the day and teaching himself photography at night.

Finally he learned, and then returned to the village, took his savings, and made a movie for the village boys.

This is the end of the story.

But netizens didn't buy it, what was over, obviously it wasn't over yet.

What about after the movie is made?

What has been the market response?

Do you accept the movie of boxing boy or not?

Netizens in the live broadcast room were anxious, desperately asked, and vowed to ask Zhao Feng to give them a solution, and some even threatened.

"Anchor, you have to give us an explanation today, if it's still the same as before, I'll really take it off!"

"Yes, we can tolerate everything before, but this time, we have to know how the boxing boy ended up."

"Such inspirational people should be widely recognized by the society, get more people's attention, and give them more care."

Attentive netizens found that the story told by Zhao Feng is definitely based on something, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to be true.

It was this intuition that forced them to keep asking about the final ending of the boy in Zhao Feng's story, and some people even simply picked it out.

"Let's find out, anchor, tell us who this boxing boy is, how is he now, and whether Langshan is really that Langshan."

"Even if it is inconvenient to tell us the address, some help within my ability is still possible, and I am not willing to donate 200."

"I'm not talented, five hundred."

"Two thousand."

The public screen in the live broadcast room is constantly refreshing the barrage left by netizens.

It's just that they haven't realized the true gravity of the matter.

Looking at the appearance of everyone enthusiastically donating, not only did Zhao Feng's eyes flash a touch of cunning, but Tenaina finally waited for this opportunity.

Fifteen exactly one day.

Do you know how he spent the past fifteen days?

This time, if these netizens don't get up in the middle of the night and slap themselves twice, they will be sorry for the scolding he has received and the violence he has been abused by the Internet these days.

"The name of this boxing boy is Wang Baobao, and as for the response to his movie, it seems to be pretty good so far, and he has received a lot of support from the audience."

Zhao Feng pretended to be calm and said.

Wang Baobao???

The name sounds familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

A group of netizens pondered in front of the screen.

Among them, a big brother with a good memory suddenly slapped his thigh and looked extremely excited.

"Smack"

"Oh, isn't this Nima the director of the octagonal cage?"

The eldest brother didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly edited what he thought of into a barrage and sent it to the live broadcast room, wanting more fans in the live broadcast room to see this possibility.

And the moment his barrage appeared on the public screen, the expressions of all the viewers who were meditating in front of the screen instantly froze.

Octagon cage director!

Subconsciously, their eyes moved up slightly, and their stiff necks twisted little by little, until they saw the propaganda poster behind Zhao Feng.

In the lower right corner of the faces of several strange and immature children, there are a few very inconspicuous small words written on them.

Octagonal cage chief director: Wang Baobao!!

At that moment, emotions were like a flood bursting the embankment, and they suddenly burst out from the bottom of their hearts, and they were out of control.

All of a sudden.

The public screen has fallen.

Countless netizens hiding in front of the screen are so ashamed that they have no face to see people, and the big brothers who have more temperament, the big brothers who have made excessive comments in the live broadcast room before.

When I thought of the kind of excessive things I said and did in the live broadcast room.

The past was like a knife, stabbing them deep in the heart.

Alas, pretty wow, what did Lao Tzu do?

Is Lao Tzu still a special person?

Smack

It was a loud two slaps in the face.

After beating the two, he seemed to be still angry, and exhaled two ear scrapers on his face, and the guilt was slightly lessened, but not much.

How can they do such a conscience-losing thing?

"Brute, Lao Tzu is really a brute, when I think of the other party's words, it turns out that there are more delicious things in this world than artichokes, and I can't forgive myself in this life."

"Look, what the hell did I do, the youth of a boxing boy for half his life, a movie made only to rewrite the fate of the mountain village, but I was told that it was worthless, Lao Tzu is really not a thing!"

"Some people may have never eaten crabs in their lives, and after they eat delicious food, the first thing they think of is to make their own people in the village eat them, while some people have eaten crabs all their lives, but they have lost even the most basic upbringing [self-deprecation] [self-deprecation]."

"I'm damned, really, I blamed the anchor by mistake, I thought it was the anchor who forgot about it, but I didn't expect the clown to be me."

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, compared to Director Wang Baobao, I myself am the real weak trash, and it is only now that I understand what the teacher said in the classroom, what it means that the plot is greater than the structure, and a poor clown student in the directing department of the Beijing Film Academy stays."

"I can't imagine that if it weren't for the anchor's best efforts, even at the cost of de-fanning, it would be impossible for something like director Wang Baobao to have a good ending, and whether the movies he made would be destined to be drowned in the dust of history."

(End of chapter)