I killed the film and television world

Chapter 219: Practice more food
The giant macaque has fallen into a complete coma.

His assistant was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses from his shock.

He hurried to the boxing ring and checked the big monkey's injuries.

Song Ren stood by and said calmly, "Don't worry, I will hold back. The two hundred thousand yuan medical expenses should be more than enough."

At the end, he couldn't help but complain: "But I didn't expect him to be so fragile. He broke at the slightest touch. I almost suspected you were trying to scam me."

assistant:"……"

There was some silence at the scene for a while.

At this time, Song Ren walked to the side of the boxing ring.

The assistant was concerned about the macaque's health. When he noticed Song Ren approaching, he couldn't help but shudder and stammered, "You, you, what do you want to do again!"

Song Ren held out his hand and said, "Where's your phone? Do you mind if I say a few words in your live studio?"

The assistant was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

what?
Is there such a good thing?

The big monkey went to great lengths to make this provocation, on the one hand to please the big brother in the live broadcast room, and on the other hand to take advantage of Song Ren's popularity.

As long as both sides get on the ring and start fighting.

Basically, no matter winning or losing, it can bring a very good wave of traffic to the big monkey.

However, the prerequisite is that you can't lose too badly.

Just like it is now.

The big monkey was kicked over at the beginning. If it wasn't for the blood spurting out and even the teeth spraying out, it would have made people suspect that it was a scripted performance!

The result of this game is really too embarrassing.

As a result, all the potential haters in the live broadcast room rushed in within a short period of time.

After all, this is the character of the Big Monkey, and he is bound to have countless haters.

In the past, the big monkey had lost before, but never so badly.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was in a carnival of black fans.

Of course, there are also quite a few skewers.

The most appropriate thing for them to do right now is to shut down the live broadcast room and let everyone calm down.

But the assistant is obviously reluctant to give up this wave of traffic.

Since Song Ren appeared, a huge number of people have flooded into the live broadcast room. Although most of them are there to watch the fun, there are also those who send small gifts very frequently.

Almost every minute and every second is money.

How could they bear to turn it off? Even if the big monkey woke up, he would still be reluctant to do so.

At this time, Song Ren took the initiative to suggest showing his face in the live broadcast room.

The assistant laid the unconscious macaque flat without thinking twice and handed the live broadcast phone to Song Ren.

Song Ren adjusted the camera, glanced at the densely packed and completely overlapping comments on the screen, scratched his head and said:

"Where's the boss who just gave us a gift and challenged us to a fight?"

"Please come out for a moment."

Swish!
A barrage of golden and luxurious gifts flashed across the screen.

Along with the reply from the big brother in the live broadcast room, it also came back at the same time, standing out from the dense barrage: "Haha, master brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Ren: "You are just looking for trouble and instigating others to cause trouble, right? If you have the guts, tell me your address. I will come to chat with you privately when I am free."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrage of 666, 233 and the like completely flooded the screen of the live broadcast room.

Then countless gifts of all sizes began to flood the screen.

The assistant's face turned red with excitement, and he almost wanted to kowtow to Song Ren on the spot.

The golden gift barrage flew over immediately after, and the big brother in the live broadcast room replied behind the gift:
"Haha, Master, don't mind. It's mainly because this is the first time I've seen you offline, and I'm a little excited." "I'll send a private message to Big Monkey, Master, you can keep an eye on it. If you're willing, I'll host a private apology for you."

Song Ren shook his head: "Forget it, it's just a joke, there's no need to host."

He bluntly rejected the invitations that some big bosses in the live broadcast room had extended to him in the form of gifts, and then said: "I will leave after saying a few words."

The live broadcast room was immediately filled with comments trying to keep the actor.

Song Ren ignored all of this and said calmly, "One is to remind everyone that fighting fakes is actually a good thing, but try not to maliciously provoke each other's opposition."

"The other thing is, I personally practice traditional martial arts."

"However, I'm not saying that traditional martial arts are more powerful. I'm saying that there's no need to deliberately flatter the powerful and belittle the weak."

"Whether it's traditional martial arts, or fighting, Sanda, Muay Thai, judo, etc., all of these are technical aspects, and they determine more of a person's upper limit."

"The upper limit depends more on talent, and finding the one that suits you is the most important thing."

"The lower limit lies in people, so everyone understands it."

"From now on, if you can't beat someone, don't say traditional martial arts are not good."

"Cooking, just practice more."

The live broadcast room was instantly flooded with the words "If you're a beginner, practice more."

[I thought the expert was going to show off his power, but I didn't expect that he was just mocking everyone at once...]

【Expert Brother (emoticon package): Sorry, I am not targeting anyone, I am saying that everyone here is a noob. 】

[Will Master accept disciples? 】

[If you are new, practice more, 2333! ]

【Hahahaha, the expert brother said, this is what we call pattern.】

[I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just saying that the big monkey is a noob. ]

[Luckily the big monkey was unconscious, otherwise he would have been in great trouble now.]

Song Ren simply stated his personal stance and said no more.

Even though the live broadcast room was still filled with comments begging for the other party to stay, he still returned the phone to the other party.

Although the assistant really wanted the other party to talk more, he did not dare to refuse Song Ren.

After all, the giant macaque is still lying under our feet.

The person in front of me seemed very peaceful and easy to talk to when he was not taking action, but the scene just now was very impressive.

Song Ren turned around and prepared to leave, but the proprietress coughed twice and trotted over to catch up with him.

"Ah Ren, uh, Master Song... Never mind, I'll just call you Mr. Song."

Song Ren smiled and said, "You can call me Ah Ren or Song Ren, boss lady, you don't have to be too polite with me."

The boss lady: "Well, I also think Ah Ren is more catchy."

"Well, Ren, are you interested in working for me?"

Without waiting for Song Ren to refuse, he continued, "Of course, you don't have to come often, just come once or twice occasionally and give others some pointers."

"As for the salary, just ask for it."

The proprietress's attitude was quite sincere, but Song Ren still declined.

He is not short of money, so it's okay for him to come to the gym occasionally to play, but for him, it's okay to work as a part-time job.

He has little interest in such things.

The proprietress was a little disappointed, so she changed the subject and said she would treat us as a token of her gratitude.

Although the other party did not stand up for her, he finally helped her vent her anger.

(End of this chapter)