not good, immortal

Chapter 68 Bullying

"Don't be shy, come up quickly."

The host was impatient and waved to Feng He on the stage.

It was agreed to leave at least [-] minutes for the third round, but Xu Ning just tossed about it, and there was not enough time.

Feng He took a deep look at Xiao Zhiyu.

Ignoring the "don't come over" in Qiao Zhenzhen's eyes, she stood up.

Behind them, there was a commotion from the crowd.

Coincidentally, several cameras were aimed at her.

"Three hundred and sixty degrees, three hundred and sixty degrees."

The on-site director's urging came from the director's earphones.

He was secretly happy, switching the camera smoothly, and then a question came to his mind.

Wait, this girl... what is she wearing?

The movement of the following hand was also half a beat slower.

A figure from behind appeared on the screens of all the live broadcast rooms.

The girl was wearing a blue sports jacket, with long hair shawl, and the ends of her hair were just barely able to cover the large white characters printed on the dress:

Dong'an Auto Repair College.

All of a sudden, bullet screens flew over like snowflakes.

[I'll wipe it, a beauty who studies auto repair, let's go together]

[I RI, I found out, there really is this school]

[Xiao Zhiyu really knows how to choose, and helped Qiao Zhenzhen choose a technical secondary school student...]

[This should be due to the advertising fee, the clothes are quite nice]

[See comments for a link to a treasure]

……

Backstage, Fu Lanhua couldn't hold back and smiled.

Others don't know this dress, but she is quite familiar with it.

Although she doesn't know where Fenghe found it, this look is indeed beyond her expectation, but it is very in line with the logic of the girl's actions, and it is reasonable.

She glanced at Mrs. Xiao out of the corner of her eye.

Sure enough, this Xiao Minyuan was about to leave, with a complacent expression on her face... She didn't even think about covering it up.

Fu Lanhua sighed, why can't this person figure it out?

The purpose of being in the entertainment industry is to make money, not because you have money and no place to spend it.

Can't we all make good money together?

Choose Xiaohe, right?
If she picks anyone at random, she might feel apprehensive, this Qiao Zhenzhen's sister...

I don't know why, but anyway, I think it's impossible for this girl to not even understand Tang poetry.

Words such as "topology", "nuclear fusion", "lithography machine", "irony and unity" suddenly floated in Fu Lanhua's mind, and he couldn't hold back, and shivered.

The makeup artist next to him reacted quickly: "Mr. Fu, are you okay? Is it windy?"

"No, it's okay, you pay attention to the public opinion, I'll take a rest." Fu Lanhua sat on the chair, raised his head, covered his face, and began to laugh.

numb.

Won hemp.

……

"Director Deng, what do you mean, invite the winning actress to be the image ambassador of the cultural week? There was no such clause in the previous contract... Oh, the guests are coming soon, right? Okay, then I'll make arrangements first. Okay, okay , I'll send someone to ask their agency."

Director Hou put down the phone.

Various emergencies continued at the scene, and he was so busy that he was a little dazed.

So, what's left on the stage are Qiao Zhenzhen and Xiao Zhiyu, right?

These two seem to belong to the same company?

In order to show sincerity, why don't you ask yourself?
Just as he was thinking, here, Madam sent another message.

[Remember to ask for Qiao Zhenzhen's signature for our department director, it's Qiao Zhenzhen's! 】

[Got it, busy! 】

Director Hou bowed his head to reply to the message, and walked backstage. He heard that the managers of the two female stars were there, and he didn't know whether they agreed or not.

I didn't pay attention, and collided with a woman in a black dress.

"Why don't you have eyes when you walk?" the assistant next to the man shouted.

"Oh, oh, sorry." Director Hou stepped aside.

After watching the woman and her assistant hurried to the parking lot, he realized that there didn't seem to be any modern programs tonight?Who is this?

Forget it, the intercom said that all the guests have arrived, so let's do the work first.

……

Over there, Fenghe has already walked onto the stage.

The camera lens almost followed, inseparable.

On the other side of several live broadcast platforms, the heat is almost exploding.

【This is called Lingbo Weibu, Luosocks make dust】

【Sister, can you take off your clothes first...】

[Report, someone engages in pornography]

[How much is Dong'an Auto Repair!My Nanxiang Technical School pays three times! 】

Feng He naturally didn't know this, she stood directly beside Qiao Zhenzhen.

The two began to exchange glances——

"Why did you come up, didn't you tell you not to come?"

"She cheated."

"It's just a small activity, it's okay."

"I don't want you to lose, I'll come later."

It's a familiar thigh!move!
Qiao Zhenzhen star-eyed.

Feng He didn't look at her starry eyes, she stared seriously at Xiao Zhiyu who was a few steps away.

It is now confirmed that there is indeed something similar to a bluetooth headset hidden under the girl's hair.

She was thinking about whether it was time to take that thing down, when she realized that the host was intentionally or unintentionally fueling the flames, wanting Qiao Zhenzhen to help Xiao Zhiyu pick an internet celebrity.

Feng He whispered to Qiao Zhenzhen, "Choose the most knowledgeable among them."

Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly realized: "That's right, otherwise I would bully people more."

She picked up the microphone with a smile on her face, and said, "Do you have any doctors here? Please raise your hands."

Several hands were raised in the audience.

Uh, there are quite a few... What to choose next?
Can only look at the thigh.

Feng He whispered: "Ask them whose total impact factor is higher."

it is good!
Qiao Zhenzhen doesn't know what the total impact factor is, but it doesn't prevent her from admonishing her.

[No, Miss Qiao still knows the impact factor?awesome]

【What is this? I'm illiterate, I'm going to spend my life with my mother】

[Laugh!Xiao Niangniang chooses a college student, Qiao Niangniang chooses a doctor]

[Qiao Zhenzhen can beat me to live upside down and eat shit! 】

In the end, among the crowd, a man won out.

The man screamed and rushed onto the stage, almost having a fight with the two little flowers on the stage, but was stopped by the host——

"We ask the two audience members to introduce themselves."

"Hi everyone, I'm a Ph.D. from the Huaxia Academy of Sciences. My name is Ren Bo. Today, I'm here with my girlfriend. It's the first time I'm on such a big stage. I'm really happy. Why don't I give it to everyone Play an I for..."

Why does the doctor have such a style these days?
With a false smile on his face, the host took the microphone away from his hand, thinking, do you still want to donate oil to Huaxia?

Then he handed the microphone to Feng He: "Where is this young lady?"

Feng He looked at the auditorium in front of him, feeling a little apprehensive.

She doesn't like crowds.

But... If you think of them as those monkeys who used to help Master go to Qianling Mountain to substitute for a class, you suddenly feel less nervous.

It's still the same sentence, it's impossible not to come out to see people for a lifetime.

She took a deep breath, silently blocked Qiao Zhenzhen's hand that was about to take the microphone, and said, "My name is Xiaohe."

1 seconds.

2 seconds.

3 seconds.

It was very quiet.

It's a different story online.

[Is this Xiaohe the target of Qiao Zhenzhen's suppression? 】

【That’s right, I’m too scared to say anything, poor thing】

[Madam Qiao specially chose a Ph.D. to set off her low education, right?]

A wave of [Bullying] floated across the screen.

The host was also completely dumbfounded.

No, then what?This is gone?
Didn't you say that you are an artist?Dress like this, don't you need to advertise this college?

The contrast between the two audiences is a bit big, he hasn't adapted to this sudden change of style, and he still thinks that if this girl wants to donate oil to the motherland, why not let her do it...

The voice of the on-site director came from the ears.

"Why are you so dazed, hurry up and start, there are ten minutes left before the opening ceremony."

　I got up in the morning to revise my essay, and halfway through my revision, I was arrested for nucleic acid... I don't know how long I waited in line.

　　The old rule is to send out regularly first, and then continue with the nucleic acid after the rest is done.

　　Still today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)