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"That is, you can't slander master su. So many people have witnessed that you fell down on your own!"

"Yes, we are willing to testify for master su. Master Su didn't even touch him."

"That's to say, master Su is gentle. How can he hit people?"

Everyone is very capable of learning. Su Xun just started, and everyone in the audience has become self-taught.

Yes, master Su is so gentle. You can see that he is the kind of person who will be sad for a long time if he tramples on an ant.

How could such a kind-hearted man hit others?

It's clear that Jin zhengu is lying. He wants to slander master Su and ruin his reputation.

Jin zhengu

He's going to collapse. Now he finally realizes how others feel when they call him shameless.

Damn it, he didn't hit me? Are you all blind? Don't you see I'm still under his feet?

Jin zhengu can only look at his support group, who are his true love.

The members of bangziguo support group are not stupid. They think that they may be at risk of being beaten by others, so they directly ignore his help seeking eyes and look down at the toe of their shoes.

Jin zhengu

Desperate, he felt his heart broken.

Then he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, laughed, and roared: "this game is live, it's a joint live broadcast of many TV stations, just you hit me that scene must be seen by countless people, you're dead! You're dead! "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jin. There's something wrong with the network just now. Our live broadcast has been temporarily interrupted." The director of a TV station said to Jin zhengu with an apologetic face.

Another person in charge of the TV station kindly added: "but you don't have to worry, you just insulted Mr. Su's speech has been broadcast successfully."

The smile on Jin zhengu's face gradually became stiff, and then, like crazy, he scolded: "asshole! You shameless bastards

Scolding scolding him, feel more and more aggrieved, tears can not stop flowing down.

In the past, when others called him shameless, he was always complacent, because he liked the way that others clearly despised him but could not get rid of him.

But now, he finally realized this feeling. He wanted to kill people, but he didn't have the ability to cry.

Take Su Jin's feet away from him.

Seeing this scene, people from all TV stations began to gesture to their employees, saying:

"OK, all units, let's resume the live broadcast."

Su Xun bent down to help Jin zhengu up, and said gently: "Mr. Jin, although you lost the game, don't be so excited. Look at you, you also fell, and it's not light. Come on, get up quickly."

Countless viewers saw this scene through the live video, and they were full of admiration for Su Xun.

After all, before the live broadcast was interrupted, they all witnessed how arrogant Jin zhengu was.

But now, as the winner, Su Xun not only didn't care about everything, but also helped him himself.

This fully embodies our great power style.

There is no doubt that master Su's broad mind deserves the admiration of countless people.

"You hit me, he hit me, not by himself!"

Jin zhengu threw away Su Xun's hand and cried to the camera with tears streaming down his face.

The audience watching the live broadcast all frowned, holding their mobile phones or sitting in front of the TV to yell at Jin zhengu.

"This stick is too shameless. He has a grudge for losing the game. He fell down and master Su helped him up, but he even beat him down."

"Compared with the broad-minded master Su, this is a villain who is not in charge."

"When I look at his face, I know it's not a good thing..."

Fortunately, Jin zhengu can't hear these people scold him. Otherwise, he must be angry and spit blood. He is wronged! ('; ω;')

"don't cry, Mr. Jin. Friendship is the first and competition is the second. Although you are not as good as me, your cooking skills are outstanding."

Su Xun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

I want to laugh when I see you cry.

"Ah

Jin zhengu screamed, because he felt that his shoulder would be broken by Su Xun. He yelled: "don't you see? He just hit me again. He hit me on the shoulder hard."

"This guy's writing hard. He pats his shoulder to show that he doesn't understand intimacy."

"That is, look at his exaggerated expression. It's too similar."

"Flammulina velutipes is a complete villain..."

Not to mention the Longguo audience in the gymnasium, this time even the members of the bangziguo support group felt that Jin zhengu's costume was a little too much.It's just two pats on the shoulder. Is it necessary to put on this painful expression?

Hearing these words, and then looking at the suspicious eyes of the people in the support group, Jin zhengu was full of grievances. He really hit me on the shoulder hard. Why don't you believe it?

"Well, now that the competition is over, what else do the three judges want to say?"

The host who disappeared for half a day finally came up to brush the last wave of feeling.

The judge of Bangzi country stood up and said, "although I'm from Bangzi country, I'm a gourmet. I'm responsible for every dish. Mr. Su's cooking skills are superb. None of the three of us here is qualified to score."

"Yes, because his cooking skills can't be evaluated simply by scores. It has reached a peak." The judge of Longguo also got up and added.

Finally, there was the magnesium judge: "Su's food, as always, is the most delicious food I have ever tasted. He is a real God of cooking."

"Pa pa pa pa..."

There was thunderous applause.

"Goodbye, Mr. king."

Su Xun showed a gentle smile to Jin zhengu, then looked up at an Zijin in the audience and turned to walk outside the gymnasium.

When the reporter saw that he was going to leave, he rushed up with long guns and short guns.

"Mr. Su, how do you feel about winning this competition?"

"It's just expected. I don't think so."

"Mr. Su, what do you think of Jin zhengu's cooking skills?"

"Very strong, but not as good as me."

Jin zhengu was directly ignored by everyone, hanging on one side, without the slightest sense of existence.

Looking at Su Xun, who is surrounded by reporters, Jin Zhenggu is envious. That should be his treatment!

At this time, a reporter finally came to him.

As soon as Jin zhengu's eyes brightened, he cleared his throat and was ready to show his face.

"Mr. Jin, how do you feel after being beaten in the face? Do you feel any pain in your face? "

The smile on Jin zhengu's face solidified.

I knock NIMA! Knock NIMA!