The host, who was wearing a striped suit and combed his back with a golden hair, shouted:

"Dear audience friends, welcome to tonight's midnight file, the ace talk show - Roadside Clown, today is an exciting assessment day!"

"Our talk show trainees must find passers-by and entertain them by improvising, the laughter of the audience and the scoring of the three juries will comprehensively evaluate the scores of the trainees, if the total score is less than 50, it means that the assessment fails, and our trainees will be dismissed by the program team."

"Today's randomly selected area is Wildwind!"

"Let's invite our trainee to participate in the assessment, Heishi Xiaoguo, he has selected the target audience, and the wonderful program is about to be staged."

The clown man jumped up to the camera, bowed, stroked his fluorescent pink hair, and strode towards the homeless people who commemorated Chen Jiming.

Three cameras followed, followed by a three-person jury with scoreboards in hand, and several staff members.

From the logo on the filming equipment, it can be seen that they are from the city of West.

The confidence that they dared to come to Yefeng Town from the city stemmed from the five security robots around them.

The security robots are loaded with weapons and equipped with the latest guard systems.

They can set up a firepower network comparable to dozens of people firing at the same time in a matter of seconds, and ordinary gang members can't help them.

What if you run into an unusual gang, you ask?

Of course, let the program team protect the camera as much as possible before they die!

Isn't such an explosive program more attractive to the audience than a talk show?

As long as the ratings can be increased, the program team will not lose money if it dies.

Mo Fan doesn't like to join in the fun, and he is not interested in talk shows.

More than that, he cared more about filling his stomach quickly.

He picked up two plates of rice bowls that had just come out of the pot, opened the bow left and right and stuffed them into his mouth.

Halfway through eating, I found that the boss next to me had flipped back into the dining car.

The boss began to put away the table, as if it was about to close.

"Boss, what are you doing here?"

"Blood spills into the kitchen, and the ingredients are not fresh?"

"You mean they're going to fight?"

Speaking of this, Mo Fan suddenly became interested.

When the program team passed by, he felt the aura from one of the judges, and it was still very strong.

Definitely good stuff.

"If it's Ninth Media, then today's show must be very good, and I will go over to have a good time. But it was the official TV station of the city of West, and even if there was no fight, those idiots would spoil the atmosphere. If the atmosphere is bad, the meal will not be delicious. ”

Mo Fan nodded as if he didn't understand, his instinct told him to eat quickly, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch up with the prosthetic.

On the side of the program group, the clown man moved very quickly and had already talked to the homeless people.

At the price of inviting everyone to dinner, leave them for tonight's show.

The young man with goggles who had the virtual stygian coin also came over and paused the concert in the projection.

The clown man quickly glanced around the scene, and inspiration sprung up instantly.

After a brief opening foreshadowing, I began to throw out tonight's jokes.

"There is a restaurant called 80% vegetarian burger downstairs in my house, and a while ago I went into the nest of rats, and they stared at the display case where the food was stored, trying to knock down the cabinet to get food."

When the staff checked the surveillance, they said that it was initially a rat that found that it could not push the display case, so it called more companions. Hundreds of rats poured into the store, cooperating with each other, and even using tools such as cones and hammers, and after some effort, finally pushed them to the cabinet. But instead of food falling from the sky, they welcomed heavy metal cabinets. ”

"Yesterday I passed by the burger restaurant and found that there were two new showcases in the store, and I asked them how they could afford to buy a new showcase, and they said that after that, they launched a real meat burger, which was very popular with the public and made a lot of money."

The clown man finished the joke with a smug face, and found that he did not get the expected laughter and applause, and the scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

He looked pleadingly at the goggle-goggle youth, eager to get feedback from this tasteful upper-class man.

However, the goggles youth didn't bother to look at him at all, and continued to play "Fever Night".

The three judges wrote their scores of 7, 8, and 6 on the scoreboard.

The host came to the clown man, took out the decibel meter, and gloated:

"Congratulations on getting a high score of 21 points from the jury, but unfortunately, the laughter on the scene was scored as 0 points, and the overall score was 42 points, and the assessment failed. It's a pity that you were fired. ”

Hearing the result, the clown man instantly broke his defense, grabbed the host's collar and shouted:

"I'm not convinced, I apply to take another assessment, you can't treat me like this, find a group of rats to judge my art, you are erasing art, persecuting artists!"

"Especially that person, put in the theater, the audience who is so offended by me will laugh loudly, there must be something wrong with him!"

The host easily broke away from the clown man's hands, his tone became cold, and he turned off the microphone and whispered:

"In front of the camera, don't give face, your show is over."

The host's whispered threats were like a basin of cold water that cooled down the clown who had fallen into red temperature.

He lowered his head and returned to the program group as if he had lost his soul.

The host was about to call it a day and return home, just as the video of "Fever Night" ended.

The goggles youth turned off the electronic incense burner and turned his head to look at the program group.

"Wait, don't go yet."

"What's the matter?" The moderator asked.

The goggles youth pointed at the clown man, "Did you tell me what you just said?" ”

Hearing the question, the clown man replied half of his soul and said with resentment:

"Not anymore, you don't deserve to listen to my art."

The next moment, the clown man's head exploded like a watermelon.

The goggles youth had an extra silver revolver in his hand and turned two spear flowers.

No one saw when he drew the gun.

"Coincidentally, I'm also an artist, good at the art of violence, and it's just right for you to perform."

After a short period of silence, the three judges showed their cards at the same time.

"10 points!" ×3

Looking at the skyrocketing popularity value and increasing ratings in the background, the host applauded and said:

"This is the joke that is improvisable and has the effect of the show, this gentleman, would you like to join our show as an intern?"

The goggles youth frowned, "Not interested." ”

The host approached and whispered in the same deep voice that had just threatened the clown:

"You only need to make a guest appearance on two episodes of the show, and we can treat you as if today's incident didn't happen and not hold you accountable."

"Get out."

The host withdrew from the crowd of the program group and said loudly into the camera:

"It's a pity, then we can only hold you legally responsible, please come with us."

The host waved his hand, and the five security robots aimed their weapons at the goggles youth at the same time.

But in the next moment, five bullets were fired at the same time, accurately hitting the processor of the security robot, and the five security robots were scrapped on the spot.

Just as the goggles youth habitually turned the gun again, one of the three judges quickly pulled out the gun from his waist and aimed the muzzle at the goggles youth.

The silver revolver's nest can only hold six bullets, and it has used up all the bullets by taking out the Harley Guy and the five security robots.

Now, it's time to fight back!

The eyes of the gun-wielding judges sharpened, and at this moment, he saw a promotion and a salary increase, a high bonus, and a bright future.

Bang!

After the gunshot, he also saw his own brain.

Mo Fan, who was holding a gun, walked out from the side, and he swallowed the last bite of rice in his mouth hard.

Then he used the kitchen knife he borrowed from the boss to neatly cut off the right hand of the prosthetic judge with the gun.

"I knew something good was going to happen."