Chapter 648 If you see a wild boar, you have to give way!
Jiang Li also picked up a branch and came directly to the opposite side of Pei Ye.
"Accepted."
As he spoke, he made an aggressive move.
Pei Ye was a little shocked.
His ancestors were swordsmen, and his great-great-grandfather was a world-famous martial arts master. His family also has countless swordsmanship secrets.
Although his swordsmanship is not perfect, it is basically difficult to encounter an opponent.
This is why when they were abroad, the mercenaries saw him as if they were seeing King Yama.
The Chinese swordsmanship is extensive and profound, combining strength and softness. How can it be resisted by ordinary fists and embroidered legs?
It was precisely because of this that Jiang Li just made a move and he realized that she had the skills.
Now, he didn't dare to treat her as an ordinary person casually, and immediately became serious.
"Has he not watched enough disaster movies? What are you thinking about? Today is the day before the live broadcast. It will be fine. Is it possible that he has reached that point and needs to hire someone to fix it?"
[Forget about Team A, just claim the throne under the island, and the wild boars will have to give way when they see it!]
My bonus this year should be spent on worry-free, I think I can earn all the money I spent in my life!
The calm scene and the slow tendency to finish directly brought the coldness of the live broadcast room to its peak.
Just say that Yang Jun has taken a liking to you a long time ago!
The barrage sneered: [Didn’t he reject Zhao Lang?!]
The others looked at me in a daze.
Foolish people will recognize it as soon as they catch up. Jiang Li unintentionally accelerated the rhythm, making the chilling scene become cold-blooded.
That should be the lowest popularity moment since the launch of Wilderness Survival. The total number of people online directly reached 10 or 10 million, which is simply unheard of!
The assistant director who poured cold water on Ru Shi Ding frowned, "What is right? What else is right? Don't look for trouble!"
The setting sun is like blood, and Zhao Lang's flying white hair is tangled with the branches outside his hands. If there must be modern equipment around, your figure really looks like a hot-blooded male assassin who kills in the blink of an eye.
The assistant director took a sip of tea and spat it out angrily, "Do you still need to bother this man with such a big thing? He really wants to do it? If you have time, I'll help you keep an eye on those people on the island.
The cameras, the ones that fell off, couldn’t even capture a fly, why does he care so much?”
Yang Jun: You are really afraid that those two people will really fight! In the blink of an eye, you have a bodyguard and a wife!
Are you giving in to yourself?!
"You refuse!" Bai Lu clapped her hands happily, her face flushed like a little red apple.
[Awesome, isn't this "Xia Ke"? The prince can actually play this?!】
[Bad guy, I set up eight tents in ten minutes.]
"Yes." The staff member pointed at his big computer with a wrinkled face, "Those monitors and cameras were broken this morning, but just now, the signal reception was suddenly good. If
Forget about one, you just counted them, and there are at least seventy-eight of them, and they are all far away from the seaside."
The assistant director was sitting outside the studio, looking at the soaring ratings, with a smile on his face.
"Concession."
"Go, if you saw it with your own eyes, would you think you were filming a TV show?"
However, the staff member who was working overtime with me put on his headset, which interrupted the assistant director's sweet fantasy.
[Yes, those two people are really competing, right? It's just a show! 】
This is why you always beat yourself up when you were in junior high school.
"Director, you just realized something is so right."
Jiang Cheng was trembling as he watched.
[Gu Yu is quite capable. "Xia Ke" is very difficult to play, let alone using such an irregular hand-made instrument. The sound is so accurate, it's scary. 】
The bad thing was that Jiang Li and we were still relatively young, so eight people quickly destroyed eight tents, leaving the audience dumbfounded.
Zhao Lang glanced at the thick night and said, "It's the last night, so don't go back to the cabin. I'll just set up a tent there and rest for a while."
...
However, a few minutes ago, another pair of green eyes suddenly flashed out and disappeared in an instant.
seaside.
"But next time they will also have a good signal, and it will be so concentrated, I feel..."
[Huh? Huh? Huh? Those moves look silly to you. Can they really be done by humans? 】
"Are you going to congratulate the director with a report? Am I saying that as soon as there is nothing normal, you have to report it to me right away?"
I should have been more careful before!
The sword dance performed by Zhao Lang and Pei Ye was so exciting that Jiang Yan simply sold the iron frame and exchanged it for a few bottles of wine.
The assistant director leaned over and took a look, and said disdainfully: "Have all those cameras been used? If the signal has improved after a long time, then a lot of them fell off when it rained heavily?
What is he doing so easily?"
Yu Li also exclaimed again and again, "Captain is so talented and inexperienced. I feel wronged by letting you win the first place in that show."
Behind him, Zhao Lang gently plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the cheerful tune immediately turned into a heavy and aggressive entry song.
As the rhythm quickened, the two men's movements also became more aggressive.
[If those eight people are one, they are not a team. What’s wrong with team A? 】
[Hiss, I am a martial arts fanatic and love bad guys. Pei Ye's movements are very similar to those of the xx sect. Is he someone from outside? But Zhao Lang's...you can really see it.
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[You must be watching a live variety show, you really think those two people hired a substitute.]
"Yang Jun is so powerful? He can actually play swordsmanship?" Shang Shuyue said, not believing in life anymore.
Sure enough, the male devil still showed mercy to me.
However, just when the audience thought we were about to start a fight, the moves of the seven suddenly softened. They no longer looked like tit-for-tat opponents, but like teammates who sympathized with each other and fought side by side.
[Zhao Lang and Brother Pei successfully brought the program to the level where it belongs.]
After a while, everyone was almost drunk.
Maybe the little family thought they were about to separate soon, so they cheered with all their strength. Even Jiang Cheng, who had just grown up, was deceived by Jiang Yan into drinking too much.
[Go, Zhao Lang really knows how to wield a sword, he’s awesome!]
Outside the real-time video that I replaced, there is still a trembling snowflake.
"Master Jiang is drunk, please send me back first."
You move and I move, and it no longer feels like a sword dance, but more like a martial arts contest.
[You said that since he is a prince, he will definitely know more than ordinary people. The teachers he hires are probably not hired by the TV station.】
The older girl who was scolded severely could only shrink her head and switch the interface.
Although his hair is as long as ink and his lips are as red as cherry blossoms, the murderous aura beneath him is not at all inferior to that of Pei Ye opposite him.
Jiang Cheng even threw away his crutches in excitement, pretending to rush overseas, but Pei Ye quickly fished it back with his eyes and hands.
