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Chapter 186 You Say You Are A Dog?

But the words that are spoken are like water that is poured out. As the saying goes, it is difficult to recover when the water is overwhelmed. Now that things have happened, the angry waves have been manipulated by him to the point of being unable to step down.

The most important thing is that there are not only his own fans in the audience, but also various cameras and live broadcast equipment, not to mention the official live broadcast channel of Xiaoyu platform's live anchor star game, which is equivalent to kneeling in front of tens of millions of people Apologize? !

He would never do such a thing.

"Don't you dare?" As if seeing Nu Lang's hesitation, Shen Ming glanced at Nu Lang lightly, and said in an extremely calm tone.

Nu Lang also said in a deep voice: "Mingshen, I admit that I underestimated you, but as a human being, I want to see you in the future. There is no need to force things to such a death!"

"You know, dogs will jump over walls when they are in a hurry!"

Hearing this, the corner of Shen Ming's mouth twitched: "You say you are a dog?"

"Forehead."

Being stunned by Shen Ming's words, what he wanted to say got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get in or out. His whole face was red and white, and his whole body trembled with anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "Mingshen, don't bully others too much!"

"Wet!"

Just as Shen Ming narrowed his eyes, not intending to let this matter go, the voice of Little Sweet Bean came from the audience.

Shen Ming turned his head and saw Xiao Tiandou who was waving in the audience. Beside Xiao Tiandou stood a very familiar man.

Shen Ming nodded to Xiao Tiandou, then looked at Nu Lang, he took a few steps forward, Nu Lang subconsciously backed up a few steps, seeing that he seemed to be too timid, he stopped forcibly, firmly Looking at Shen Ming.

The host looked at Shen Ming and Nu Lang very nervously, ready to throw down the microphone to stop them at any time. Looking at the signs of these two guys, it seemed that they were about to fight again.

"I won't force you to apologize." Finally, Shen Ming said slowly, "I just hope you understand that you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk indiscriminately. Once you say something, you can't take it back. I, Shen Ming, It can make you lose face at any time."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ming turned his head and walked away, ignoring Nu Lang who was standing there with a stiff and pale face.

Seeing Shen Ming walked off the stage, the host secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed towards Nu Lang: "Anchor Nu Lang, let's go, you have already been eliminated, and you are not qualified to participate in the team competition."

Hearing this, Nu Lang looked at the host in disbelief at first, but at the next moment, his whole body was like a beaten eggplant, he was immediately discouraged, and his complexion was extremely ugly.

He looked at Shen Ming's back and felt very uncomfortable.

Indeed, Mingshen, the second-tier anchor, taught him a hard lesson and made him understand what it means to be someone from beyond the sky.

For a while, after discovering the huge gap between the two sides, Nu Lang was not so depressed, and even a little excited. He really wanted to see the appearance of those anchors who were as arrogant as him after being hanged and beaten.

How to say?Happiness is often based on the pain of others.

"Little Sweet Bean, why are you here?"

Walking down the stage, Shen Ming walked towards Xiao Tiandou, and when he walked, he deliberately and cautiously glanced at the furious fans around him, and he felt relieved when he saw that their emotions were not as excited as he imagined, and said.

"Hee hee, I must be here to support you!" The light pink tracksuit worn by Xiao Tiandou today looks very good-looking, and the slender waist and hip curve is in an "S" streamline shape. The rosy and rosy cute cheeks of Shangxiao Sweet Bean are simply the kawaii goddess in the otaku's dream.

Shen Ming nodded, looked at the man next to him, frowned, and asked with some doubts: "This is..."

"Is it a familiar feeling?" As soon as Brother Feng opened his mouth, Shen Ming immediately knew who it was.

"Brother Feng!"

Shen Ming's eyes lit up, and he said, "You're here too!"

Brother Hefeng has been duoing so many times, Shen Ming is naturally very familiar with Brother Feng's tone, so when Brother Feng speaks, Shen Ming immediately reacts.

"Of course I came to support you." Brother Feng twitched his lips and said with a smile, "You played well. You are also a ruthless person who can beat a top-line anchor to shame. But fortunately, I'm used to it. The last time I played Pure white has the same effect."

"It's okay." Shen Ming smiled and said.

"How is the schedule allocated?" Brother Feng suddenly asked, one thing to say, although he spent hundreds of dollars to watch the match, he really didn't know much about the schedule allocation.

"This... I will play a heads-up match later, which is the final."

"Final?" Brother Feng was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Didn't you play it? I thought it was going to be a team competition."

"No." Shen Ming shook his head and said, "The team match is 5V5, and now the heads-up match is 10v10, but it's just for individuals, that is, the next team match will start with ten winners of the heads-up match, but because of the heads-up match The reasons for the championship must also be divided, and I will have a final next."

Brother Feng was a little surprised: "Why can you directly enter the final?"

Shen Ming shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and said, "I don't know either. What the host told me just now may be because I'm playing BO3. I've played two games, plus it's the main event. And, I The number of games played is the same as that of the finalists, two games.”

Brother Feng frowned and wondered: "Why do you have to get a winner of the heads-up match? I remember the form of the heads-up match before, isn't it the feeling of an entertainment match? Why is the smell of gunpowder so strong this time?" what?"

After finishing speaking, Brother Feng glanced at Shen Ming, and Shen Ming touched his nose in embarrassment, coughed and said, "Maybe... Maybe it's because of me."

Shen Ming continued: "Brother Feng, think about it carefully and see if you forgot something?"

"What did I forget..." Brother Feng scratched his head and said speechlessly, "What else can I forget? I watch this heads-up match every year as an entertainment match, and there is no final form."

"I just remember... It seems that there was a talk about the finals before, but that was three years ago!"

"Yes, it was three years ago."

Shen Ming smiled and said, "The three-year bubbling competition qualification competition is in the Xiaoyu platform's anchor star competition, and it only happens once every three years."

"That's it?" Brother Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "It's because of this that you want to participate in the anchor star game?"

Shen Ming said helplessly: "It's not that I want to participate, it's Xiaoyu Platform that invited me."

"Hiss——Shen Ming, I've been wondering why the Xiaoyu platform invited you up to this point?"

Shen Ming also shook his head in doubt, looked at the stage, and said, "I don't know either."

At this moment, in a luxurious office on a building not far away, a man wearing a bathrobe slowly came out of the bathroom. The face lost a bit of its fragility, but gave off an extremely domineering feeling, that kind of domineering, the kind of domineering that has been in the upper class for many years.

The man looked at Shen Ming on the screen, frowning more and more.

It was the first time for the bodyguard standing at the door to see the man in front of him have such an expression.

Today is really not a good day to go out, how troublesome it must be for the boss to have such an expression...

(End of this chapter)