Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"Ning Daji, Ning Ji, why is this person?" Yang Mi's eyelids jumped.

"Sister Da Mi, do you know him?" Wu Li turned back and asked.

"The screenwriters in Xiangjiang are quite famous." Yang Mi, as a popular actress, said this kind of evaluation is very objective, "This person has a bad reputation and was almost sued in prison last year. There are so many screenwriters and writers in Xiangjiang. scolding you together, how did you provoke them?"

Speaking of this matter, Wu Li really wanted to find a machine gun to smash them all, "I'm messing with them, it's not the white snake spreading trouble. Qianzhou TV station doesn't know what's crazy, but they start a new fire and find this bird man to write. Script. Who knows when he was crazy and didn't get it right, he had to come and scold me, and said that the script I wrote was not good, is it ridiculous?"

When Yang Mi and Liu Shishi met their gazes, they both guessed what was inside.

"He's borrowing your name to make a name for himself. Don't answer him, the more you answer him, the more energetic he is."

"No, I can't take this breath." Wu Li angrily held the phone, rubbing fire on his forehead.But it's no wonder people, who made you not Li Jiacheng, the upstarts are worse than the real aristocratic families.Wu Li has no time to turn money into strength now, just like a duckweed, seemingly strong, but without roots.

It is precisely because the screenwriters at Xiangjiang know this that they dare to make such a clamor, otherwise they will not dare to provoke a rich man, even if they are inferior to Wu Li.

"When I'm a soft persimmon, don't you want to write a poem, then I'll write a poem for you." Wu Li clicked on the post on Weibo, and naturally knew that this was Ning Daji's trick, but whoever caught it would To say two.

"You can also write poetry?" The three girls were surprised.

"Of course, modern, ancient, you can see." Wu Li is very confident, there are many things in parallel worlds that are different, which gives him a chance, just like the head of that badly written water tune.Of course, in the face of rubbish like Ning Daji, there is no need to use that kind of big move, and he can be scolded to death by ordinary people.

Listen, here comes my poem.

"Hahaha, what poem is the anchor going to write?"

"If you can't help us, I will send you [-] Tang poems."

"Is there Li Bai and Du Fu over there?"

Wu Li was moved and let out a sullen breath, turned on the computer and touched the keyboard.

On Weibo, bubbling.

"Angkor is here, hahaha, brothers, get up."

"Invincible 1 Division Report."

"Invincible 2 Division Report."

"Report from the Invincible Artillery Corps..."

Seeing the number of people and attention soaring, Ning Dajile went crazy, Wu Li actually came, okay, great, I knew you couldn't hold your breath, I might not be as good as you in other places, you can write poetry Well, wait, what is this?

Ning Daji is really weird, with a head that looks like a pumpkin.

Circle the legs, brush the eyebrows, and step on the mines every day.

Pretend to be crazy, sell stupid, and talk to people with a big mouth.

Nose up, eyes down, two or two cats pee my biggest.

Young people in Qingshan Qingshui, who have been in the No. [-] Middle School of Xiangjiang for ten years, waste time and money, it is better to go home and grow fields.

The proud and ambitious young man shouted with a kitchen knife in his hand: As long as the prison wall does not fall, I will never learn well.

puff--

Ning Daji almost vomited blood when he saw the post that Wu Li threw out. Just when he was shaking his fingers and trying to reply, the second post came again:

In the midst of the clouds, Ning Ji was sitting by the small river.Xiao Li flew the knife in an instant, and Ning Ji became a little eunuch.

On the afternoon of the hoeing day, mines were buried in the soil.Your baby dug mines and exploded into two hundred and five.

I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, you deserve to be drowned.Shoubi Nanshan, buried alive.

Rizhao incense burner produced purple smoke, and Ning Ji came to the mortuary.

Head to the ground, feet to the sky, and go to the west with a smile.

Hahaha……

"Killing me."

"Angkor is domineering!"

"Angkor mighty!"

"Who said Angkor couldn't write poetry?"

Yang Mi, baby, Liu Shishi, the three women looked at him stupidly, this man made them so curious, what were they thinking about all day long?I really want to take a look at it.

Wu Li didn't know the terrifying thoughts of the three girls. He decided to start with the deep ones. I'm afraid the ones in front could not shock Ning Daji. The last one would not work. He had to be ruthless.

Got it!

Han Shan asked Shi De, "The world slandered me, bullied me, insulted me, laughed at me, despised me, despised me, hated me, deceived me, how should I deal with it?"

Shi Deyun: "Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years and watch him."

My lord scolds and farts, there are those who slander me, those who scold me, those who deceive me, those who beat me, those who insult me, those who beat me, those who laugh at me, those who slap me, those who despise me, those who spat at me, and those who hate me , call it, there are those who hate me, hammer them, and those who lie to me, rely on him, Lao Tzu, if you still can't get rid of the hatred, kill them all.

Grandpas, aunts, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, children, and little sisters in Xiangjiang, I am offering a reward of 100 million Hong Kong dollars today to throw eggs at Ning Daji's house. An egg is five yuan, and the video counts, and the payment will be paid tomorrow afternoon.

boom!

The netizens on the Internet are all blown up.

"Angkor is so awesome that he doesn't explain."