Because several girls had fallen asleep, Wu Hu did not deliberately bother Lao Hu and the others, lest their shouts would wake up the girls.
However, Wu Chu's smooth massage techniques still made the three boys couldn't help but groan, and then they followed in the footsteps of several girls and fell asleep directly.
In the live broadcast room, countless people were discussing Wu Hu's massage techniques, and some netizens who claimed to be professionals even came out to guarantee, "Pang Hu's massage techniques are definitely professional and master-level, and the accuracy of pressing acupoints is definitely no worse than some old masters."
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"It's common to push people to sleep for a long time, but like Fat Tiger, it's definitely a skill to push people to sleep in a few minutes."
"With Fat Tiger's massage techniques, if he opens a health salon later, the business will definitely be booming."
"Compared to the other groups, Group 2 is so damn happy."
"Why do I suddenly feel that the chance of winning the championship for the second group has increased infinitely! If there is such a master every day to help eliminate fatigue, then is this still a survival competition?"
"I feel that Fat Tiger is a BUG. He should be eliminated as soon as possible."
"This is my skill, why is it a BUG?"
There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, but Wu Hu washed his hands, went back and fell asleep.
At around ten o'clock, Sister Cai's creature woke her up. She sat up and turned on the small search light. The light flickered slightly and happened to go to Wu Hu.
Wu Hu also woke up. He had actually had the idea of going out to sea for a long time to dive.
If you don't show your diving skills and show them later, you will be accused of hiding your skills. Rather than being criticized later, it is better to show them earlier.
Sister Cai whispered: "I'm sorry for waking you up."
Wu Hu waved his hand and said softly: "Sister Cai, let me dive into the sea with you tonight! They are all very tired, let them sleep a little longer, I can actually dive too."
When Sister Cai heard this, she burst into laughter.
This fat man who claimed to be a scuba diver almost ended up in the sea on his first day.
However, although Sister Cai was laughing, she had no intention of asking Zhan Langjing to get up again. She picked up the spear gun, picked up the fish basket, and went straight out. Wu Hu got up, put on a small search light and a small camera, and went out to pick up a
Fish basket, follow quickly.
On the way, Sister Cai said softly: "Thank you for the massage tonight. I slept very comfortably."
"You're welcome. As everyone said, it can relieve your fatigue and our group will have a greater chance of winning the championship later."
Sister Cai smiled and finally asked: "If we win the championship, what do you want to do?"
Wu Hu said with a smile: "I didn't dare to think about it before I came here, but now, if we are really lucky enough to win the championship, I want to use the money to make the story I want to make into a movie or a TV series. Am I a little bit
Whimsical?"
"It sounds like a lot. How much do you know about that business?"
"I don't know much about it, but since I know a few of them, as long as I write out the story, they should be able to tell whether it is good or not. Whether it is worth the investment, they should be able to judge by then. Anyway, it is just a dream come true.
If it doesn’t work, make another plan.”
"Aren't you afraid of losing money?" Sister Cai asked with a smile.
Wu Hu shook his head and said: "If I lose money, it means that I am not suitable for this job. At worst, I will have to start over from scratch. I am still young and can afford it!"
As he spoke, Wu Hu also hummed a song, "An outstanding person like me should have lived a brilliant life, but how come he is still floating in the sea of people after more than 20 years..."
"How many people have you seen who are confused like me, who are searching like me, who are doing nothing like me..."
"A lonely person like me, a stupid person like me, a person like me who refuses to be ordinary, how many people are there in the world..."
"Will anyone feel sorry for a person as incomprehensible as me?"
Wu Hu hummed softly, but his voice still reached the live broadcast room. He could sing this song because it had easily sung into his heart.
It's just that he can't play. If he wants to play and sing, he also has to spend popularity points to buy it.
Sister Cai on the side reached out and gently wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Is this a new song you wrote?"
"Uh... I wrote it before, so it's not new."
"Then why don't you use it as a show? This song is very nice!"
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In the live broadcast room, the fans and audience have gone crazy.
It was past ten o'clock at night. Everyone had a busy day at work and just had some time to watch the live broadcast. The number of people online at the same time in the main live broadcast room plus various sub-live broadcast rooms has steadily exceeded 100 million, and many people were called.
come over.
After the director discovered this phenomenon, he directly cut the scene of Wu Hu singing to the main live broadcast room, so that more people could hear the song he sang casually.
"It's more than just nice to listen to! You sang it all into my heart. Why do I feel like crying all of a sudden?"
"Holy crap! I'm obviously lying on the bed, how could there be sand in my eyes..."
"This song wasn't even used as a performance, so Fat Tiger's performance is even better than this? I'm really looking forward to it!"
"The program team, please beg for this short video! I want to play it on a loop."
"Program team, can you ask Fat Hu to add some accompaniment to this song?"
"I'm so sorry, I was caught off guard. How many people are there in the world who are unwilling to be ordinary like me? But they are still ordinary despite being unwilling to be ordinary. They work hard but are still struggling..."
"Stop talking, my nose is sore."
"Damn it, Fat Tiger will do it again!"
In the live broadcast room, countless people posted comments asking Fat Tiger to do it again.
It's a pity that Fat Tiger can't see it.
If Wu Chu had previously said that he would film the stories he wrote in the future, everyone would have thought that this guy was joking, bragging, and just being fanciful.
Some people even couldn't help but want to laugh at him for not overestimating his abilities.
But now, after hearing him hum this song, almost no one will laugh at him anymore.
This fat tiger, like everyone else, has a heart that refuses to be ordinary. Doesn't such a person deserve to be respected when he is working hard to pursue his dreams?
What qualifications do all living beings who have lost their edges and corners polished by the world have to laugh at a young man with dreams?
Fat Tiger looks so big, but he is only a 23-year-old boy!
"Billions of people wrote in blood, begging Fat Tiger to perform this song. Did the program team see it?"
“Same request +1”
“Same request +1”
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"Fat Hu, you can consider releasing an album later. My sister likes this song very much. If you release an album, my sister will definitely support it."
On the beach, Sister Cai said while throwing rabbit offal into the cofferdam.
Wu Hu was warming up and said with a smile: "It's probably a bit difficult to release an album. I can just release a single online. After all, I'm not a professional, and my voice is also very ordinary."
Sister Cai nodded, turned to the reef area, put away the fish basket trap, and poured out two crabs and a few small fish from the fish basket.
After pouring the harvest into the fish basket they brought, Sister Cai took off her coat and began to warm up, revealing her iconic sexy waistcoat line.
I have to say, apart from having an ordinary face, this figure is really great.
After putting on the headlamp and camera, a speedboat came not far away. It was an underwater photographer specially sent by the program team to prevent accidents.
These underwater photographers don't know how to communicate with the players and are just tools.
When the photographer was in position, Sister Cai turned over and disappeared on the sea.
The photographer glanced at Wu Hu from a distance, not knowing whether he was grateful that Wu Hu's accident provided them with a job, or resentful that Wu Hu's accident had brought more workload to them.
Wu Hu jumped up and down on the beach, his fat body trembling, and he was so happy that countless viewers in the live broadcast room made comments and made eye-catching comments.