", I'm scared to death of the baby, how can the style mutate, is Brother Yi playing any fun tricks?"

"What about Brother Yi, his expression just now seemed to be very painful, nothing will happen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"This is the end of a generation of filthy demon kings, and the emperor will reappear in the rivers and lakes!"

I always thought that the anchor was a loser from a down-and-out family, and he took out his family's martial arts to broadcast live, but he deliberately found a gimmick for crossing, and by the way, he came out to tease female fans. ”

The barrage in the live broadcast room filled the screen because of Wen Yi's sudden disappearance, and some fans who had just received the push message entered the live broadcast room, looked at the empty live broadcast screen, and after asking the reason, they also joined the discussion.

At the same time, the editorial department of Doumao, the editor Lan Shui, who had just made an exception and signed a B-level anchor contract with Wenyi a few days ago, was clicking on the editing backstage, thinking about which recommended position to put Wenyi, who had just started the live broadcast.

After listening to Wen Yi's not-so-serious joke, she was stunned for a while, and after thinking about the connotation, she blushed and scolded softly: "Little rascal." She quickly looked up and saw that no one noticed her, so she put her mind at ease and continued to look at the screen.

At this moment, there was a cry of pain in Wenyi's live broadcast room, and then there was no sound at all.

Lan Shui was startled, and hurriedly clicked on Wenyi's live broadcast room page, looking at the live broadcast screen with only the background of the room, but not Wenyi, and the barrage that was almost full of screens, his brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking about it, he clicked on the internal communication software and briefly told the editor-in-chief about the matter.

In fact, Lan Shui didn't believe that Wen Yi could cross over, this kind of thing was too fantastical. The anchor's meaning is similar to Lan Shui, as for why he signed Wen Yi, it is because of the Wing Chun boxing certified by Xianyun Yehe, and the potential shown by the increase in the number of live broadcasts from 800 to 3 million in the past ten days.

But today, Wen Yi disappeared again, and many people on the barrage asserted that he might be making a second crossing, and the crossing of more than two million onlookers, even if it was fake, was worth Lan Shui's attention.

After all, even if the first video of Wen Yi is not real, the picture and plot are regarded by Ip Man fans as a work of conscience that surpasses the movie, and now it is still firmly in the first place in Ip Man-related videos on the land of Aiyou.

It didn't take long for the editor to reply to the message, and the words were very simple: after he appeared in the picture, as long as he said that he had crossed over, he would hang his live broadcast room to the top of the outdoor live broadcast classification.

Classified top recommendation, this is a recommendation that A-level anchors need to queue up, and the editor-in-chief actually let Wen Yi test the water and push it, Lan Shui was surprised, but he still responded to this matter. After all, the editor-in-chief signed a B-level contract with Wenyi after 3 million popularity, which obviously values him very much.

In the endless darkness, Wen Yi only felt that the chip in the back of his head was hot again, and his eyes closed and opened, and he appeared in this strange place again.

With the experience of the last time, he didn't panic, and asked directly: "System, where did you travel this time?

"In the preparation of Ip Man World Travel, the host can modify the information in the live broadcast room first, and then launch Ip Man World three minutes later. ”

Time: 1938, Place: Foshan. ”

The voice of the system sounded and did not explain much.

"1938!" Wen Yi's eyes widened, as a Chinese, he didn't need to think much to know what was happening in China at this time.

If he remembers correctly, Foshan was also occupied by the Fusang people this year, and now that he has traveled through the past, it must not be like last time when he just broadcast a live game.

The crossing cannot be changed, and Wen Yi has no intention of changing it, since he can travel to Foshan at this point in time, he may be able to repay the desire to sit in front of the TV and grit his teeth and want to rush into the TV to kill the devil.

Wenyi clicked on the holographic screen in front of him, thought about it, and changed the name of the live broadcast room to: Through the world of Ip Man, the real Foshan 1938!

The name of the room was changed, and after three minutes, the system's prompt sound came again, Wen Yi only felt that his feet were empty, and a feeling of dizziness came, and before he felt uncomfortable, he fell to the ground again.

Wen Yiding looked at it, on the long street, there were almost no human figures, and only the dilapidated flags were left on Foshan Wuguan Street, which seemed to tell the prosperity of the past.

Plaster flags hung proudly on both sides of the street, and the false slogans written in red paint on the walls were particularly glaring.

Most of the houses are dilapidated, some have been burned, the streets are littered with abandoned bedding and clothes, and some yellow-skinned old people are sitting against the wall, their eyes glazed and dying.

"The live broadcast room has been successfully connected and connected to the screen. ”

"The only mission of this live broadcast: rescue Wing Chun Grandmaster Ip Man!"

"Hint: The minimum number of fans who return to travel this time is five million, and the number is insufficient, and it will be left in the Ip Man world forever. ”

Looking at the desolate scene in front of him, Wen Yi was deeply shocked, is this the real appearance of Foshan in 1938, under the invasion of Fusang, it has become a luxury for the Chinese people to even live.

And after hearing the words of the system clearly, Wen Yi's face changed even more drastically, not to mention what the task was, what the hell was the lower limit of fans who returned to cross.

Three million followers become five million followers, and it is almost impossible to add so many followers in a short period of time. Even if he crosses again today, he still doesn't have a lot of confidence in it.

If he is left in this world forever, it is an unacceptable thing for Wen Yi, he has nothing to worry about in the previous life, and he will pass through if he crosses, but in this life he is no longer alone.

Taking two deep breaths and calming down, Wen Yi looked at the live broadcast room in front of him that had been successfully connected and reappeared, and the more than two million viewers in the live broadcast room were still talking about Wen Yi's disappearance and the expectation of the live broadcast that would go on.

After watching Wen Yi's live broadcast in the live broadcast room for a period of time, the number of people who believe that he has crossed and the number of people who don't believe it are almost half and half.

However, everyone can be regarded as learning boxing techniques with Wen Yi together, so even if they disagree, they rarely abuse each other because of this matter, but some research parties and scientific parties have put forward a large number of difficult data formulas, and began to argue whether the crossing is reliable or not.

At this moment, the picture of the originally empty and quiet room suddenly changed, and Wen Yi's familiar appearance appeared in the picture, as well as the dilapidated and lonely long street behind him.

"Welcome to the Demon King again!"

"Foshan 1938, isn't this the time when Fusang invaded my Huaxia hundreds of years ago?"

"Brother Yi, you won't say that you have crossed over again, right? I'm an anti-crossing faction, it seems that this time the scene is bigger, and it cost a lot of money, right?"

"Brother Yi is mighty, is this the second crossing? Last time, it was a live broadcast of the battle between Ip Man and Jinshan, this time it won't be a live broadcast of the battle between Ip Man and Miura, right?"

Aiming the camera at himself, Wen Yi looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, believing that he crossed and those who opposed it accounted for almost half of it, which was relatively normal.

"Brothers, I am now in Foshan in 1938, I don't believe in my crossed brothers, I don't explain much, you just have to watch, I believe that sooner or later you will believe it. ”

"I'm here this time, not to broadcast the battle between Ip Man and Miura, but to rescue a generation of grandmaster Ip Man, today, let everyone act with me. ”

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