My leisurely life live in the countryside

Chapter 254 Private Challenge
Wang Qian's brows were suddenly tightened.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Bai Ning asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Wang Qian handed the phone to Bai Ning.

When Bai Ning saw it, he also frowned, and said in a low voice, "Why hasn't this Lin Yang come yet? What has he been doing?"

Wang Qian immediately called Lin Yang.

But this call was made once and twice, but no one answered it!

Wang Qian was so anxious that his forehead was covered with sweat.

Kun Luo's complexion also became more and more ugly.

At this time, the Internet has long been noisy.

In a fighting post bar, a group of fans of Li Liang and Kun Luo had made legendary videos with Lin Yang again and again because of the strength of Lin Yang's fans.

The fans of these people are fighting, and they dare not speak at all. After all, there is iron evidence and Lin Yang has a lot of fans.

But today, the incident of Lin Yang's late arrival was broadcast live, coupled with Kun Luo's provocation, the fans of Li Liang and Kun Luo instantly became active.

In the post bar, there is a thread titled "Lin Yang and Kun Luo, who is better Li Liang?" "In the post, countless people are arguing.

But today, Lin Yang's fans were left speechless.

"If you want me to say, the anchor is the anchor, don't get involved in the fighting, you will die ugly."

"A streamer is a streamer. I guess the previous incident was a lie, so don't mess with it." A fan of Kun Luo said.

"Isn't Lin Yang just late? Why is it so dark?" Lin Yang's fans commented.

"Upstairs, I've been a fan of Kun Luo for many years, and they did it for real. Where's Lin Yang?"

This Kun Luo fan is currently in a gym, reading posts while exercising.

He typed out of breath: "If Lin Yang dares to go to the competition tomorrow, he will know by going to the scene, everyone!"

"Do you dare to go? I'm sure, Lin Yang will definitely lose! And the loss is ugly!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a huge wave on the Internet.

The fat man who was a die-hard fan of Lin Yang was staring at the computer in the room.

The child was so angry, his eyes were wide open, and he was grinning, as if he wanted to chew the computer screen.

His ten fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly: "Just go! Fans of Lin Yang, you must be there! Then you will be slapped in the face!"

The Kun Luo fans in the gym saw it, sneered, and replied: "Okay, you see how badly your giegie will be beaten this time!"

After all, Kun Luo's fans went offline. He yelled in the gym and said, "Brothers, Brother Kun Luo will compete tomorrow, let's go and support him!"

Unexpectedly, in this huge gym, most of them are fans of Kun Luo!
The man's voice fell, and there was almost a hundred responses.

Everyone in the gym looked at the man.

A man who was lifting a dumbbell said disdainfully: "Kun Luo just wants to eat, make money, and play with the anchor. It's boring to watch."

"It's just an anchor, how could it beat Kun Luo? There is no suspense in this match, so don't watch it."

"This anchor really hates his fate, how dare he challenge Kun Luo?"

Seeing this, the man held back his anger and said, "What the hell, Lin Yang's fans are shouting in the post bar that Kun Luo will lose! They said, let us be there and get slapped in the face."

A group of passionate youths who love fighting, can they bear it when they hear this?

Why can't I lose face.

"What the hell? Those fans really think their giegie is capable?"

"Okay, let's go tomorrow and see what kind of flowers this Lin Yang can make!"

And this incident also started to ferment in Lin Yang's live broadcast room.

As soon as Lin Yang's die-hard fans entered the live broadcast room, they immediately told what happened just now.

Good guy, every one of Lin Yang's fans couldn't help it.

"Haven't they watched Lin Yang's videos? They have verified that they are not fake, and they still don't believe it?"

"Liu Lei was killed in seconds, where did they get their confidence?"

"Tomorrow you have to support our anchor, brothers, let's see how our anchor slaps us in the face!"

Lin Yang's late arrival this time did not expect him to warm up for his game.

But at this moment, the atmosphere at the press conference has become more and more serious...

The reporters stopped asking questions, and all their eyes were on Kun Luo.

Wang Ke also frowned, staring at Kun Luo with a displeased look on his face.

Bai Ning and Wang Qian looked at each other, and both of them frowned.

Kun Luo stood up, looked down at everyone proudly, and said coldly: "5 minutes have passed, tell Lin Yang that I will challenge him in private!"

"Even if he is here now, labor and capital will not let him go!"

"An anchor, no matter how strong it is, what's the matter? Do you really think that defeating Liu Lei will be enough?"

After his words fell, Wang Ke said coldly: "Kun Luo, if you leave, it will be a breach of contract!"

"Wang Ke, I broke the contract, can you control me?" Kun Luo sneered.

Wang Ke took a deep breath, looked at Wang Qian, and said, "This is Lin Yang's fault! I will make you compensate!"

Wang Qian opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

A reporter thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Kun Luo, do you think Lin Yang is definitely not your opponent?"

Kun Luo sneered, and said, "At first I watched his videos and live broadcasts, and thought he was a master, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come!"

"But I didn't expect that he was also greedy for life and afraid of death. I guess his previous video was fake!"

"It's an insult to let me fight such a waste! Just wait, I won't let him have a good time!"

After all, Kun Luo got up and was about to leave.

Wang Ke also stood up, gave Wang Qian a vicious look, and said, "Wang Qian, wait for the lawsuit to lose money! As for Lin Yang's career, I think it's over!"

Saying that, Wang Ke also wanted to leave.

Wang Qian frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, let's stop here for today's press conference."

After the words fell, a group of reporters were chattering away, and they were about to leave.

"How do you plan to write reports when you go back?"

"Nonsense, Lin Yang, a turtle with a shrunken head, write whatever you want."

"I think Lin Yang must be delayed by something, right?"

"How long can the delay be? Anyway, I'll say he's a shrinking turtle."

"I think that's the case too. There's a feeling that he's coming here to challenge Kun Luo one-on-one."

A group of reporters were about to leave chatteringly, and the whole hall was noisy, like a farce.

Sitting on a chair, Wang Qian kept calling Lin Yang, inevitably looking sad.

"If Lin Yang doesn't handle the problem well this time, Lin Yang's live broadcast will probably be greatly affected in the future!" Wang Qian said worriedly.

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Forget it, let's go back, maybe Lin Yang really doesn't want to come to the competition."　
(End of this chapter)