Superstars of Tomorrow

Under the watchful eyes of nearly tens of millions of online viewers around the world, Nanfeng beat him up.

The opponent was caught off guard and looked confused.

Nanfeng knows how to use his own advantages, and also knows how to bring people down most effectively. After all, he is also a person who has served, carried guns, and fought monsters in the once-famous Baijixing, so he has rich practical experience. a lot of. However, the experience of playing tricks and acting as a stuntman in the imperial city taught him to play tricks.

So, now, although Nanfeng looks a little fancy and has a little extra movement, it is still good-looking and can shock some laymen who don't understand, such as online viewers.

Even though Nan Feng's attacks seemed too much to Fang Zhao, but to others, Nan Feng's movements were too fast, and there was no time to react. The big tattooed man was knocked down and the dagger was taken away.

The blond girl in red came running from behind, anxiously went to pull Nanfeng.

"Don't hit, don't hit! Misunderstanding! What a misunderstanding! We are just doing a show! Look, there are cameras following."

The girl in red pointed to the fly-like mini cameras in the air and around her.

Then, other people from the live broadcast group rushed over. They didn't expect that the passerby they met in the first step of the planned route would make a move.

When the host of the show saw the other party's skill through the camera, he knew that it was not easy to provoke, and ran over from the live broadcast car in a hurry, worried that something would happen later. It is better to explain this misunderstanding early.

Compared with the panic of the program group, the online audience watched it with joy and commented "hahahaha".

"Look, have you encountered a problem?"

"You can tell where it is by looking at the background. Only the black street in Huangzhou Imperial City has such lights, but I don't know which street it is."

"The people in Heijie are relatively tyrannical, and there are many masters. As expected of the Imperial City, even an insignificant person can shoot so neatly."

"When I was doing this episode of the show, I should have the consciousness of being beaten, and there should be passers-by who are willing to help. Look, isn't this just being beaten by passers-by?"

The anchor rushed to the scene, glanced at the big man who was being lifted up by the girl in red, and seemed to be fine, he was relieved, and planned to explain to the two passers-by. But when he looked at the man in the hoodie and hood, he was taken aback, forgetting about the prepared speech.

The anchor was okay, able to suppress the surprise in his heart, but the people from the program team who followed him were not so able to hide their words.

"Fang Zhao?!" one person exclaimed.

It's not too far from Huangyi, because there are graduates of Huangyi in the program group, and they also pay attention to the news of Huangyi. Some time ago, Fang Zhao had read a lot of news about being admitted to the Twelve Laws, and discussed it privately After seeing this person, the anchor was still thinking about when to make a show and let Fang Zhao show his face, but the people of Twelve Laws basically didn't have any contact with various entertainment variety shows outside during their training, so the anchor stopped thinking. Didn't expect to meet here.

The other members of the program team who came over didn't notice it at first, but they also looked over when they heard "Fang Zhao".

Nanfeng immediately stood in front of Fang Zhao. However, he is much shorter than Fang Zhao, not even blocking his chin.

The melon eaters in the live broadcast room were "hahahaha" just now, but when they suddenly heard "Fang Zhao", many online viewers dropped their melons in shock.

"Fang Zhao?"

"Did I hear it wrong? Tell me quickly! I heard someone call 'Fang Zhao' just now!"

"Quick withdrawal! What kind of mosaic is playing at such a critical time!"

"Although I can't see that person's face, but judging from the reactions of other people and the figure of that person, it is very possible that it is really Fang Zhao."

"Isn't the important point why Fang Zhao, who is a master of imperial art, appeared in the black street of the imperial city?"

"Nonsense, there are no black streets in the imperial city."

"Why not? Don't think that if you install lights, it won't be called a black street, the nature is the same!"

"I heard that Fang Zhao had been in the black street before, maybe there are people he knows there."

"The person who did it just now is Fang Zhao's bodyguard?"

"Should I be called little brother in Heijie? It was shown on TV like that."

"Quick, quick! Yuji of the imperial city, move!"

As soon as the camera turned, it was no longer facing Fang Zhao's side, and even separated some distance.

This made the audience very dissatisfied, and they swiped the comments in the live broadcast room, asking the host to quickly turn the camera around and remove the mosaic by the way.

The live broadcast gave the tattooed hunk a wink, and the hunk who was as strong as a bear nodded slightly. When he faced the camera, his body shrank, and he became aggrieved. Their group has principles, and they can't live broadcast regardless of other people's wishes, and then pull some other topics to divert everyone's attention.

Over there, Fang Zhao called the cameras away, and said to the approaching anchor, "Sorry, my assistant is a bit harsher."

Nanfeng stood obediently by the side, with an apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were acting. I saw that big guy rushing over aggressively with a knife. I was worried that he would hurt my boss, so I did it. But I didn't hit hard. , he's fine."

The anchor hurriedly said, "It's okay, you can understand this reaction, our show is to test human nature and see how everyone will react when they encounter this situation. a role model."

After introducing the main purpose of his show, the anchor looked at Fang Zhao with a gratified and enthusiastic look: "I really didn't expect to see you here."

The underlying meaning is actually: Aren’t you studying in Huangyi? Isn't the Twelve Laws training class a bunch of idiots? How do you have time to hang out in Huangcheng Black Street? Explain quickly, you can't fool me!

"Come here to see a friend." Fang Zhao said simply.

The anchor didn't believe this, but he still had an "so it is" expression on his face, and wanted to interview Fang Zhao, but Fang Zhao refused.

The anchor looked at Fang Zhao's face and didn't insist anymore, but he was not willing to let him give up such a good opportunity. He still wanted to take advantage of Fang Zhao's popularity. The popularity in Huangzhou is limited, but the live broadcast is facing a global audience, people from twelve continents!

Turning the topic around, the host called out to the other party with some expectation: "Just now, the staff of our group accidentally called out your identity, but during the live broadcast, the faces of passers-by were coded, and the audience couldn't see clearly. Your faces. Now there are more than 10 million online viewers..."

"Thirty million." A team member reminded in a low voice, "Forty million will be reached soon... forty million already."

The anchor's heart was beating wildly. When he didn't buy the enthusiasm, he jumped to 40 million online viewers all at once. He used to have only 20 million online viewers at his best. Now this statistic makes him want to scream . However, he is an experienced anchor and knows how to control his expressions.

The enthusiasm and anticipation on the host's face just added a little more, looking at Fang Zhao's: "Zhaoshen, let's say hello to everyone. It's just a few seconds, and we will never waste your time."

"Okay." Fang Zhao nodded.

The anchor suppressed the ecstasy surging in his heart, motioned to turn the camera over quickly, and took advantage of the gap to look at the online audience data in the live broadcast room. It's already passed 50 million, and it's heading towards 60 million. Let's work on the topic of speculation today, and maybe it can reach 100 million!

100 million, this is the goal he set this year, even if he can achieve it only once, he is satisfied. Now, after only half a year, there is already a chance!

In front of the camera, the expression on Fang Zhao's face was much softer, and he greeted the audience in the live broadcast room with a slight smile: "Good afternoon everyone, I am Fang Zhao."

Online viewers were dissatisfied, especially after hearing the rumors from other live broadcast rooms.

"Of course we know you are Fang Zhao!"

"Can't you say more?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was arguing in the comments, and Fang Zhao said: "Come here to see a friend, and enjoy the art and culture of the streets of Huangcheng by the way, and benefit a lot. This is indeed a city with an artistic atmosphere. I have something to do and can't wait any longer." , let’s go back first, everyone continue.”

Fang Zhao raised his hand and made a "bye" gesture, but the newcomers in the live broadcast room were dissatisfied again.

"Let's go now?"

"Say no more?"

"Yes, one more sentence is fine! I haven't taken a group photo with the screen yet."

The anchor next to him also persuaded: "Let's say one more thing about Zhaoshen, and let's wrap it up."

Nan Feng, who was standing aside, frowned, and took a step forward to help Fang Zhao solve the problem at hand. He knows this group of popular anchors too well. They only value the traffic of their own programs and the number of online viewers. As long as Fang Zhao said one more sentence, they would use other reasons to guide Fang Zhao's mouth, and they would not let Fang Zhao go easily. The group of people who push their noses and put their noses on the face are the best.

But if Fang Zhao doesn't say anything, he will be criticized for "playing big names", "inflating fame", "it's amazing to get into the Twelve Laws", etc., regardless of whether you really have something to do.

The fans of Fang Zhao in this live broadcast room are not the main ones. If there is any party here who leads the comments to develop in a bad direction, once they are brushed up, there will be more troubles later.

It's not that Nan Feng loves to think of things as bad, because he has seen many things in the entertainment industry, so he has to be on guard first.

However, before Nanfeng could show his strength, Fang Zhao had already opened his mouth, with a faint smile on his face, but that smile made people feel uncomfortable, as if he was "caring" towards his grandparents.

"Have you done your homework? Are you ready for the final exam? Have you finished writing the work summary at the end of the month?"

Online audience: "..."

This person is poisonous!

"I was skipping class to watch the live broadcast, and suddenly I was stabbed in the chest."

"Ahhh—why do you remind me that there is still a god-level boss called 'Final Exam' to fight!"

"Suddenly the devil face of my leader appeared in front of me, and I shivered violently in the hot weather."

"I'm out of fans! I want to report Fang Zhao's personal attack, which will cause physical and mental damage of 100 points!"

"Fans turn black! I need him to send me an amulet of the same style before I can turn it back!"

"One is not enough, I need ten amulets to relieve this heart-piercing knife!"

"It's gone, let's go, those who do homework should do their homework, those who are preparing for the exam should memorize materials quickly, and those who have summaries to write should think about their salary."

So, the anchor looked at the data of the 70 million online viewers in the live broadcast room, and after Fang Zhao said a word, it plummeted like a cliff.

The live broadcast data that was shining just now, like a wild horse that has run away, cannot be controlled, and it will never look back.

All program members: "..."

In the New Year's plan, the wish of 100 million was not achieved.

My heart is cold and cold.

The anchor wanted to slap himself.

Let your mouth be cheap!

Why did Fang Zhao add another sentence!

The anchor almost watched Fang Zhao leave with tears of resentment in his eyes.

Nanfeng held back his laughter until he entered the Huangyi campus and gradually became serious.

"Boss, I want to review."

Fang Zhao glanced at him, "Say."

As for Fang Zhao's glance that seemed to know everything, Nan Feng was secretly shocked. Fortunately, he remembered Yan Biao's advice, don't pretend to be smart to play the boss like a monkey, and admit your mistakes as soon as possible.

"I actually saw that they were acting, but I don't like this kind of show. Maybe you don't know the boss. There were similar shows before, but bad things happened, so I am very disgusted."

Nanfeng told Fang Zhao about the bad influence caused by a variety show he had seen before.

Some things cannot withstand temptation.

Human nature is very complicated. Most of the people who make this kind of program think that they can control the overall situation from the perspective of chess watchers, or use a superior attitude to accuse whoever is wrong, and then lead the audience to criticize.

In fact, Nanfeng also thought this kind of program was very interesting at the beginning. Later, after a lot of experience, Nanfeng didn't know whether this kind of program was good or bad, but he didn't like this kind of program that deliberately tested human nature, and even especially disgusted.

After explaining his thoughts, Nan Feng scratched his head, "Actually, I just took this opportunity to teach them a lesson, and by the way, behave in front of you, the boss, but you must have seen that they are acting, right?"

"I knew before they showed up." Fang Zhao actually didn't like this kind of programs either. How complicated human nature is, I saw too much when the century was gone. Nanfeng was able to see these things clearly, and was able to control them at a manageable speed. It seemed that he had indeed experienced a lot.

"Boss, you are amazing! How do you know..." Nan Feng was halfway through speaking, and suddenly remembered Fang Zhao's deeds and his title of "Listening Truth" or "Ear of God".

"I heard it." Fang Zhao said.

really. Nanfeng is now glad that he confessed first.

"Boss, you are amazing! I used to think that the 'God's Ear' mentioned on the Internet was a bragging, but now it seems that it is a real god!"

Seeing that Fang Zhao was not angry, Nan Feng felt much more relaxed, and continued to flatter him until he entered Fang Zhao's dormitory and saw curly hair.

"This...is this the curly hair worth 200 million?"

Live, 200 million dogs! Right in front of you!

Nan Feng bit his fist excitedly, otherwise he would have yelled loudly.

"Boss, can I touch it?" Nan Feng's voice trembled.

Fang Zhao glanced at the curly hair, and replied: "Yes, you will take it out for a walk in the future, so get familiar with it first."

Nanfeng tried his best to suppress the excitement that was about to explode, and became nervous again, "This is the first time I touch a dog of this level, should I touch it directly or wear gloves?"

Fang Zhao: "...Touch directly."

Nanfeng ran to the bathroom, washed his hands three times with hand sanitizer, dried them, and then petted the dog. It was as if he was treating a piece of precious and fragile porcelain.

Fortunately, Nanfeng still remembered his responsibilities, and after petting the dog, he followed Fang Zhao to understand the work.

Seeing the "rabbit" in the water tank, Nan Feng's eyes lit up again.

However, before Nanfeng opened his mouth, Fang Zhao said, "You can't touch this."

"Oh, yes! I won't touch it without the boss's consent!" Nan Feng immediately expressed his opinion.

"It's poisonous."

"Good boss! Never touch it!" Nanfeng's attitude became more determined.

In fact, there are not many things that Nanfeng needs to do on weekdays. Fang Zhao didn't say how long. He took out the probationary contract and negotiated the salary. Nanfeng signed it immediately.

"Boss, I'll go back today to get ready and come back tomorrow."

After getting Fang Zhao's consent, Nan Feng left, but instead of going back to his own home, he went to Yan Biao's side.

"Hahaha captain, I saw that dog! It's a dog worth 200 million yuan. It's the first time I've seen it at such a big age! I even touched it! I touched it with both hands! The fur is so soft, it's worthy of two dogs. A dog worth 100 million! Those little fangs are really white, even whiter than the teeth I have nursed. It really deserves to be a dog worth 200 million..."

Zuo Yu pouted at the side: This scheming man, he has already patted on dogs when he flattered him!

Seeing that Nanfeng kept saying "two hundred million", Yan Biao couldn't help interrupting him: "The value of this curly dog ​​cannot be easily measured by money."

Yan Biao can't tell Nanfeng about Curly's service experience in the Weixing Military Region, security checks and other things. He can only remind him that the dog's worth cannot be simply measured by money. A dog that is more awesome than the airport security inspection machine, the world is still alive, just this one, Muzhou has been thinking about poaching the wall, and the Weixing Military Region has always been ruthless. How can it be bought and sold for a simple 200 million yuan, and the price has doubled Think again.

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, and the excitement on his face receded. With a look of shame, he solemnly said: "I understand, Captain, you are right to reprimand!"

Yan Biao was even more confused. What do you unserstand? What did I say to reprimand you? Obviously just stating the facts!

Nanfeng was still self-reflecting, "I know I've become snobbish now, and my aesthetic standards are only based on money. The experience of the past few years has formed a habit. However, captain, don't worry, I will pay attention to it outside. Yes, don't embarrass the boss. You also said that our boss is an artist, not an ordinary star in the entertainment industry, and our eyelids must not be shallow, and we must not smell like money. We must carry it with style!"

Yan Biao: "..." I really didn't say the last half sentence.

Looking at Nanfeng silently, after a while, Yan Biao nodded heavily, "It's good that you know!"

When Nanfeng left, Yan Biao lamented that he could hardly keep up with the brain circuits of these gangsters who had been in society for a long time.