I’m From an Ordinary Family, for Real!

The live broadcast room was very lively, and there were a lot of people swearing anyway.

　　It is estimated that the director team is all pretending to be dead at this time.

　　‘That’s not right, wasn’t it the person who said he was coming to the Martinson Consortium? Don’t tell me this half-buried old man is…’

 ‘He is old and has a high status, so he has a lot of buffs. ’

 ‘The most important thing is, what can this old man do? Could it be that the program team specially invited him to be an ancestor? ’

 ‘This old man is really not afraid of death. Really, if something happened to him, he might have died on the island. ’

 The program crew pretends to be dead every day and pretends not to notice the comments from the audience.

Do you think they want the elder Martinson to join the show? This show is probably going to be trolled to death, and it might not be long before it becomes obsolete.

But they didn’t dare to refuse. Once they refused, the program would be ruined on the spot, and everyone on the program team, in front of and behind the scenes, and the sponsors and sponsors would be destroyed together.

 Between being sprayed and seeking death, they chose to be sprayed.

Anyway, the Martinson Foundation has already contacted them. When this program is over, everyone will get a satisfactory reward.

 As for whether the program will be bad? who cares!

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Chen Chu stepped forward and said, "Old Martinson, you are really annoying."

Old Martinson coughed. The humidity at the beach was so strong that he couldn't bear it: "Ahem, seeing you guys having so much fun, I couldn't help but want to come up and give it a try."

“You know, I don’t have a few days left to live. I might die tomorrow. If I don’t experience it, I probably won’t have a chance.”

 Domestic live broadcast room:

 ‘Good guy, can this old foreign man speak Chinese? ! Are you talking so smoothly? ’

  ‘The pronunciation of Mandarin is even more standard than that of a Cantonese like me. God, I feel like I’m not even worthy of being a Chinese. ’

　　‘The relationship between these two people is really good, but they started complaining when they met. They don’t dare to say such things even if they are not close enough. ’

　　‘I want to understand one thing right now. How did Chen Chu know the president and this old man from the consortium? Simply outrageous. ’

“People have clarified that he is a child from an ordinary family in our country. Even if he does a small business now, it is all through his own efforts. ’

“Yes, I am his classmate. I can testify to this. Chen Chu’s family is indeed not rich. He used to be in the butcher stall business, and only a few stalls were rented out at home. ’

 ‘Well, I seem to be mentally ill. With this kind of family conditions, I actually feel that this is not the case? Have I seen too much fighting sound? ’

　　‘Didn’t you hear what he said? Meeting the President was purely a coincidence, and he probably would have called it a coincidence. ’

　　‘That’s outrageous, I now seriously doubt that he has a system, otherwise he would not be able to explain such an outrageous and ridiculous thing. An ordinary person knows the president...

Fuck, it’s too fragmented and abstract. Now I think I’m dreaming. ’

 ‘Have any of Chen Chu’s current friends and classmates come out to reveal the truth? I'm really curious about what Chen Chu is doing now.

 Doing business, what kind of business are you doing? ’

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Adams came over and said, "Old Martinson, you're like this, why are you still here? Are you really not afraid of dying on the island?"

 Old Martinson coughed a few times and finally recovered: "Adams, don't you welcome me?"

Adams smiled: "No, no, no, my dear old Martinson, how could I not welcome you? I'm just worried that you may affect Chen's happy holiday."

 Old Martinson also smiled: "I don't think it will affect you. After all, although I can't move, I can still help you cook and barbecue."

"Chen, you won't welcome me, right?" Old Martinson looked at Chen Chu and asked with a smile.

Adams also turned to look at Chen Chu: "Chen, I suggest you persuade old Martinson to go back. He is too old and is not suitable for following us on the island."

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately became excited: ‘Fuck! There is melon! ’

　　‘The president had a fight with the old man of the consortium in front of him, and it was like an explosion! ’ ˆ ˆ ‘Interesting, love to read, do more, do more! ’

‘I have already imagined a story about the love and hatred of the upper class, but I never thought that I would be able to get up close and personal with the gossips of these big guys in this life. ’

　　‘Am I the only one who feels like these two are competing for favor? That’s outrageous! ! ’

 ‘I’m probably sick too, and I actually feel like these two people are competing for Chen Chu’s favor. ’

　　‘Do you feel this way too? I wasn't sure at first, but I didn't expect you to feel the same way. These two really seem to be jealous. ’

 ‘No, is there something going on here that I don’t understand? ’

 ‘It feels a bit abstract and cannot be understood. ’

Chen Chu: "It's okay. Old Martinson's arrival won't affect anything, so don't discuss this matter anymore."

After Chen Chu said this, the two of them stopped talking about it. They just looked at each other with some anger in their eyes.

Studio:

　　‘Something’s wrong, this is so wrong. ’

 ‘It feels like these two people are still asking for Chen Chu’s opinion. What the hell? Isn't this the relationship between the three of us the other way around? ’

‘Indeed, under normal circumstances, shouldn’t Chen Chu’s say among the three be lower than that of the other two? As the lowest status person, shouldn’t he obey the arrangements of the other two? Why does it seem like everything is the other way around? ’

 ‘Reverse Tiangang and belong to...’

 ‘Meow, watching the live broadcast almost burned my brain, it’s outrageous. ’

 ‘I’m very curious now. I’m so curious that my heart is almost itching to death. How did Chen Chu do it? ’

 Chen Chu: "Let's eat first. Old Martinson, have you eaten?"

Old Martinson smiled again on his face and glanced at Adams lightly, seemingly with a trace of contempt: "I haven't eaten yet."

“That’s good, let’s go eat first.” Chen Chu said, stepping forward to push Old Martinson’s wheelchair and prepare to leave.

 Adams suddenly took a step forward: "Chen, let me help."

After saying that, he naturally took the handle of the wheelchair under Old Martinson's angry eyes and pushed him towards the camp.

　　　Okay, okay, intrigue, interesting. ’

　　‘What is this inexplicable sense of déjà vu? ’

 ‘It’s true, these two people are indeed inexplicably competing for favor in front of Chen Chu. ’

 ‘That old man’s eyes almost killed the president. ’

Chen Chu was stunned behind, then followed, and the three of them walked towards the camp.

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“Rogers, Ryan, come here, I’ll introduce the new teammates to you.” Chen Chu called a few people over.

Rogers and others were confused when they saw old Martinson, but they didn't show any special emotions and came over quickly.

"Captain, Mr. Adams." Several people greeted him quickly.

 Chen Chu introduced the old Martinson: "This is the old Martinson, and he will be our new teammate from now on."

"Hello, old Mr. Martinson." When several people looked at old Martinson, they hurriedly said hello, with awe in their eyes.

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  . (End of chapter)