After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

Chapter 30 Chapter 30: One person slaps the whole network in the face

The first one missed.

Black fans are in a hurry.

[What are you doing, Bubble Girl?Aim at the point]

[Don't panic, there is still a barrel of 'ammunition']

[Can you stop slapping her face, I think her face is quite pleasing to the eye now. 】

[? ?Upstairs, are you really a black fan? ? 】

[Where do you hit if you don't hit your face?Slap me in the face, slap me into a twisted face! ! 】

For the second one, Li Cuimei aimed with one eye and shot——

'Ding', a small sound, hit.

The one in the middle is the spoon in Lin Misen's hand!
She didn't move much with her hands, she just tilted the spoon slightly and caught it.

Everyone: "..."

Li Cuimei gritted her teeth and sent out the third one.

This time it was also hit, but it hit the side of her hat, and it didn't hurt a bit.

For the fourth time, hit the hat.

Fifth time, miss.

The sixth time, the middle spoon.

No. 789...Medium spoon...Spoon...Spoon...

After the nth time, Li Cuimei's hands went numb, but Lin Misen was still unharmed, except for a little sunburn.

Li Cuimei knelt down, she was sweating profusely: "It's not fair, she took the spoon."

Netizens are very cooperative.

【Withdraw the spoon + 1】

【Withdraw the spoon + 2】

【Withdraw the spoon + 555】

【Withdraw the spoon + 998】

When the hour is about to break, a person in the camera walks up to Lin Misen.

Chen Congye did not know when he took a chopstick: "If you don't need a spoon, use chopsticks instead."

Lin Misen looked up at him, the glare of the sun made her unable to see his expression clearly, but she obediently changed with him: "Okay."

Before the note came down, he gave her a chopstick.

Chopsticks are indeed more difficult than spoons.

Netizens think so.

The idea of ​​chopsticks was accepted, and the paper orders were saved.

Li Cuimei rested for a while and went back to battle.

She twisted her neck, her mood returned to sunny, and she said with a playful smile, "This is not what I want to change. If you hurt after a while, just cry. I won't look down on you."

What can a chopstick do?

Netizens rekindled their confidence.

[I don't believe that a chopstick can stop it, if it can, I'm convinced. 】

[Well, why don't you use a toothpick?Laughing dead, defiant woman. 】

【Call me! ! ! ! 】

It's almost four o'clock, and Li Cuimei's bucket of 'ammunition' is running low.

She was serious this time.

Aimed for a long time.

Everyone present was watching intently.

The moment it popped up, everyone's eyes locked on Lin Misen.

She still holds the chopsticks with her left hand, as if playing, the chopsticks swayed half a circle casually, blocking the 'bullet'!

Everyone: "..."

Xia Zhiyue was dumbfounded.

Du Qiaoshen's eyes are shining, what kind of treasure girl is this?Even juggling.

Although they were shocked, the photographers did not forget their duties. They took a close-up of everyone's expressions.

The emotion on Shen Zhuiqing's face didn't change, just looking closely, her brows tightened slightly.What she cared about was never Lin Misen, but Chen Congye. He seemed to know everything about Lin Misen.

It made her uneasy.

The camera moved to Shen Sirong's side. He was sitting on the ground with his knees bent, one elbow resting on his knees, and half of his face was resting on his hand. His side profile was smooth, with a high nose bridge and long eyelashes. No expression.

He didn't move at all, like a portrait carved from a bottle of stone, he was handsome and highly ornamental.

Some fans took crazy screenshots.

Because she missed the hit, Li Cuimei became angry: "Are you cheating?"

How can a chopstick cheat? ?
Li Cuimei dropped the slingshot in her hand, walked over, stared at Lin Misen all over, back and forth, left and right, up and down, she even touched the air around her with her hands.

Nothing was touched.

Netizen: Is this child mentally retarded?
"I don't believe it anymore, hum!!" When Li Cuimei turned to leave, Lin Misen stopped her.

It is 4 o'clock now, and there is still an hour until 5 o'clock. In order to delay the time, Lin Misen said, "You can pick up some paper balls and go back."

Li Cuimei's footsteps froze, she looked down at the scattered paper balls on the ground, and raised her eyes with an expression of disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Lin Misen played with a chopstick, whispering with a smile: "It's the same anyway."

Netizens suddenly realized that she was just doing the task from the beginning to the end, and didn't take anything else seriously.

Crazy.

Mission failure requires other punishments.

Some netizens shouted from the air: [Don't be fooled by Bubble Girl, go blow bubbles! ! 】

Li Cuimei is not a participant in the show, and the orders from netizens are useless to her.

Although the netizens shouted their throats, the note order will not be issued.

Li Cuimei didn't read the comments at all. She squatted on the ground to pick up the balls of paper, and said secretly, "I'll just pick up half. For the sake of you playing with me, I'll be merciful."

Holding the paper balls in both hands, Li Cuimei stood up and asked her, "Are you interested in playing other tricks?"

The sunlight divided Lin Misen's face into one light and one dark, and she squinted slightly: "Tell me."

Li Cuimei smiled like a little devil: "I want to shoot many at once." Even if one fails, they all shoot together.

Hearing this, netizens cheered up again.

[With brains, I don't believe she can catch hundreds of them at a time. 】

[I've played too much, so I'm afraid. 】

【She is hesitating, she seems really scared. 】

Lin Misen knew that even if she disagreed, the netizens would give her this note.

She nodded: "Yes," but in that case, it won't last until five o'clock, so she said, "If you still miss, you have to promise me to do something."

How is it possible that they all miss when launched together?

Li Cuimei said simply: "Say it."

In the live broadcast room, I took a close-up of Lin Misen's face, waiting for her to reply.

"Then," she paused, looking at the camera, trying to whet her appetite.

Everyone on the Internet stared at her mouth, afraid that she would whisper again.

[In other words, I'm so anxious. 】

【Shouldn't she be asked to kneel down for her? 】

[This man is really troublesome. 】

Lin Misen's lips moved: "Quit the bubble gum."

!

Originally, I could not blow bubble gum for only 5 hours, but now I can't blow bubble gum for the rest of my life.

Absolutely!

Li Cuimei was stunned for a moment.

What kind of weirdo is this?To make such a weird request.

But no one would know if she was blowing secretly behind her back, this stupid woman.

Li Cuimei boldly agreed: "Yes."

Lin Misen moved his chair forward: "Then you start."

On the side, Shen Zhuiqing's attention gradually shifted from Chen Congye to Lin Misen.

She asked Shen Sirong beside her in a low voice: "Do you think she can hide?"

Shen Sirong was very sure: "Yes."

Shen Zhuiqing was also puzzled by his attitude: "...how to hide?"

Shen Sirong said, "Look."

Shen Zhuiqing: "..."

Li Cuimei pressed all the paper balls together. Fortunately, her slingshot was big. Although it couldn't cover everything, it was enough.

"Come on," she yelled.

Draw the bow, aim, shoot—

Do you know why Lin Misen moved the chair forward?
To fall backwards!
There was a wall behind her. After she fell, the balls of paper aimed at her head were all shot at the wall.

And she was still sitting on the chair.

One person slapped the entire network in the face!
The whole network: "..."

(End of this chapter)