fifth form

Chapter 591 We Are Acting

"Brothers, I'm going to challenge for the championship of the martial arts tournament again!"

"Tiezi, this is an event where one victory can change one's destiny!"

"As long as we win, you will definitely see me on the screen in the future!"

"Don't call me Mother Song, I'm still young!"

"Where are those two little yellow faces? Yueyue and Lingling are here!"

"Why is there an extra man?"

"He received the message late, and overslept when he came to participate in the selection!"

……

As long as the live broadcast room is opened, the number of people in Song Fengying's live broadcast room will increase rapidly in a short period of time.

From tens to hundreds to tens of thousands, this time is only a few seconds.

And every second there will be a more violent increase in the number of people.

Just after opening the live broadcast room, Song Fengying's live broadcast room showed abnormal rewards.

A red tip floated across the live broadcast room, attracting frenzied swiping of the screen.

During this continuous live broadcast, this kind of reward that doesn't take money seriously really shattered the mentality of many people.

Just say a few words, and the big brothers on the list will throw money like bewitched.

One tip rewards many people's total salary for 20 or even 30 years, and saving 100 million after deducting their own expenses is something that most ordinary people find difficult to do in their lifetime.

But in this live broadcast room, money gathers like flowing water.

Even if the economic conditions of the group watching the live broadcast are relatively good, many people cannot bear this kind of stimulation.

In this live broadcast room, what many people are watching is not Song Fengying, but the moment when the bosses spend money and become popular.

Zhou Yueyan's tipping income is only over five million yuan, while Song Fengying's income has really reached tens of millions in dividends.

And this kind of change is only in a short period of two or three days, and even this kind of wealth is still increasing.

Just because of the live broadcast of fighting matches, rich people spend money like crazy.

For most people, this is the incomprehensible live broadcast economy, but the number of viewers coming here is increasing.

Even though the visual instrument was stuck in a lump, some people managed to get in.

There are also some people who do not have the corresponding viewing equipment and can only search the web version or watch past live broadcast records.

"Brothers, I'll put on the protective gear first!"

"Today we met the master team, many of the boys have learned two hands, and the stunt performance level is much higher than ours!"

"But we can definitely break through!"

"Our team has an extra man today. He has learned spear performance and gliding. The mobility of our team has increased again!"

"Stop talking, the aircraft is coming to airdrop, I'm going to grab the props!"

Compared with the live broadcast of the previous two days, Song Fengying obviously began to add some extra content at this time.

"The role of Linghu Chong is mine!"

Zhang Xuezhou groaned, and Zhang Manqian also groaned.

"In order to become Ren Yingying, I will perform with all my strength today!"

"Crazy!"

Song Sijia, who looked sleepy after sleeping, slapped himself twice, trying to refresh himself.

She stared wide-eyed at the normal two days ago, but now some abnormal team.

"I want to be Tian Boguang traveling alone, ahahahahaha~"

Wang Li yelled, and let out a piercing laugh.

"Illusion!"

Song Sijia wiped her eyes vigorously, and inevitably all the makeup on her face was wiped off.

When the countdown to the game sounded, she shook her head, then followed Zhang Xuezhou and others and rushed out.

"Brother Zhang, your running speed is not good," Song Sijia said.

"I didn't learn the film and television stunts of flying on the grass." Zhang Xuezhou said: "My current focus is a metaphysics show!"

"what?"

Song Sijia opened his mouth wide, feeling completely incomprehensible to what these people were saying.

"You follow me in the future, if I become Linghu Chong, maybe you can play Yue Lingshan as a role!"

"Play? What kind of fighting technique does Yue Lingshan have?"

"There's something wrong with our competition, and we're trying our best to convert film and television dramas to reduce the impact, please cooperate a little bit!"

Seeing that Song Fengying flew upstairs with the visual device and went directly through the obstacle area, Zhang Xuezhou told Song Sijia.

"I... the Sequencer Festival can still do this kind of thing?"

Song Sijia looked at Zhang Xuezhou with a relaxed face, but he couldn't figure out that Zhang Xuezhou and others were thinking of doing some film and television acting to accompany the live broadcast when it came to the key game.

She touched her forehead, feeling dizzy.

"Brother, please don't..."

"Keep the top three!"

"I'll listen to you!"

As long as the sequencer event can win, Song Sijia thinks that anything is fine, no matter whether it is Yue Lingshan or Wang Lingshan, she can cooperate.

"It's a gossip stick!"

In the delivery area, Song Fengying yelled, and then ran with an electric baton nearly one meter long.

This kind of electric baton has insufficient reserved power, and it can activate a current shock after it is turned on.

If the electric baton hits the protective gear worn, it will not play the slightest role.

"Hahaha, Song Sijia, there is no gun in the airdrop, your Dragon Might fighting technique has been overused, you lost!"

As they converged, another team of contestants also kept showing up to approach Zhang Xuezhou and others during the rush.

"His name is Xin Jiping, from the Xin family in Xijing City..."

"It's okay, I don't need to know the name and ability!"

With a distance of 20 meters, Zhang Xuezhou spread his arms, and the genetic power in his body emerged.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Xin Jiping. Xin Jiping's big smile was still on his face, but he fell into fear in just a short moment, his body trembled unnaturally, and he squatted down slowly towards the ground.

"Be careful, we still have a few games," Song Sijia reminded.

"My current deterrence is not to attack from all directions. I can target a single person. This kind of loss is very small. It is not a problem to use it twenty times in a row!"

Song Sijia took a breath of air at Zhang Xuezhou's words.

She kicked Xin Jiping over, turned off the monitor inside the opponent's protective gear, and the logo representing Xin Jiping suddenly dimmed.

"In the past, it was necessary to fight to the death to determine the outcome. This year brought some technological products, so there is no need to fight to the same level as in the past," Song Sijia said.

"Then they will suffer a lot less, we...hahaha, look at my six-meridian sword!"

Song Fengying completed the convergence very quickly.

When the camera of the visual instrument scanned his body, Zhang Xuezhou immediately danced.

"Fall, fall, fall, you fall too!"

The distance was as short as 20 meters, and the distance was as far as 50 meters. As Zhang Xuezhou reached out to connect the points, these people were like fish thrown into a frying pan. When they ran, they turned into rolling on the ground.

"This is the end?"

Watching Zhang Xuezhou continue to knock down the other four people while reaching out his hand, Zhang Xuezhou didn't even ask the other party's name, nor did he ask the other party's genetic fighting skills, and he never had a direct fight.

The 32 to the top [-] game ended so simply.

It was so simple that Song Sijia couldn't believe it, but it did happen.

The contestants on the opposite side can reach the top 32, and all of them have a lot of genetic fighting skills, and they can even be called the strongest among the sequencers.

But in front of Zhang Xuezhou, these people didn't even jump up and down.

"Crush!"

Song Sijia only had these two words in his mind.

The brevity of this game will not be the end, but just the beginning.

If it weren't for Zhang Xuezhou's genetic fighting skills still in line with the scope of the competition, Song Sijia would really think that some second- and third-sequence psychic sequencer came to disrupt the balance.

"Tiezi, look at our stunt performance. Linghu Chong stretched out a six-pulse divine sword, and the sword energy flew out 50 meters, hitting another top 32 contestant in the film and television class. He knocked down four contestants with four consecutive flicks. indivual."

"Why does Linghu Chong know the Six Meridians Excalibur? Look at what this stick in my hand is. If I get it, it will definitely allow our team members to unleash their skills!"

In the center where everyone gathered, Song Fengying explained loudly.

As a sister in the live broadcasting industry, Song Fengying didn't blush even when she wanted to lie, and what she said was completely different from the previous two days.

This made the atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly a little more weird.

At the end of previous battles, this is the time period for swiping Piaohong to reward.

But after winning this time, there was no red streak in the live broadcast room.

Obviously, those who tipped Piaohong had already realized the problem.

(End of this chapter)