National Destiny: Starting with a gender-swapped role as Artoria

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The director, who was plunging three thousand feet, cursed loudly and was riding on the back of the mummy Wang Sichun, fighting with him.

Wang Sichun got anxious from the beating, his face turned red and his neck bulged as he started shouting to build up his strength.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

"Holy crap!"

The director suddenly felt a force rushing up, and there was no time to push it back.

In an instant, they spun 180 degrees, and the two of them rolled over on the stage. Wang Sichun suddenly straddled the director and took the dominant position.

　"743" began to launch a counterattack with angry expressions.

"You! You piece of trash, how dare you talk to me like that! You actually got so angry you vomited blood?! Just like that guy in 'Flirting Scholar'! I bet you have kidney problems! And Wu Yue is so beautiful! Anyone would react like that... or not?! I was just expressing my most primal desires! Damn it! How dare you call me a pervert?! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!!"

"Damn it, Wang Sichun, I'm really your father! I'll beat you to a pulp..."

"Come on! You think I'm afraid of you?! I've trained in boxing... damn it..."

The two were like conjoined twins, riding on each other's backs, engaging in a true battle of wits.

offstage.

Bingbing sat in the guest seat, expressionless, watching the director and Wang Sichun rolling around on the stage.

The live television broadcast has been suspended.

"Ugh--"

She let out a heavy sigh.

Just recently, Da Siyang from Wuhu was taken away by the police.

The crime is

Spreading pornographic information violates public morality.

Moreover, those words were spoken live on television, making the crime extremely serious. Therefore, the punishment is aggravated, and he will probably be imprisoned for several weeks.

The staff here, including Bingbing, were all taken to give statements, and they spent a long time explaining that they had nothing to do with this matter.

After the police finally left, Bingbing spotted the director cascading down the stage.

Bingbing was terrified, thinking someone was going to die, because the director was bleeding so much, it was like a fountain.

On stage, Wang Sichun's movements resembled a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet, like a hot spring.

The director below the stage was like a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet, resembling a fountain.

Then they started fighting for no apparent reason.

Bingbing thought about it, looked up at the ceiling, and sobbed a few times.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like crying.

I've really... really had enough... Is there really no normal person here...? My career is probably going to be ruined here...

For some reason, Bingbing suddenly thought of Wu Yue's face.

That beautiful face, with its almost magical allure, kept drawing me in.

Bingbing pulled out a tissue from her pocket, wiped away her tears, then took out her phone and opened her photo album.

—Wow!— [Sound effect here]

The album is full of all sorts of erotic pictures of Wu and Yue, which are very exciting, but without exception, they are all yuri pictures.

Bingbing specifically found this online and on Tieba (a Chinese online forum), and saved it.

Looking at the little pink heart in Wu Yue's eyes in the picture, I don't know why, but I also gained courage.

It seems... I really am a lesbian...

Consider it a small wish of mine.

If only... if only I could meet Wu Yue... and say just one word to him...

Thinking about it, Bingbing's face turned slightly red.

On stage, the fight between the director and Wang Sichun continued, with them constantly shouting insults at each other.

Bingbing didn't want to get involved or try to break up the fight, so she opened the official live stream of the Chinese government on her phone.

Bingbing noticed Wu Yue's anxious expression.

I saw Wu Yue looking happy.

I saw how, at the last moment, someone disregarded their own safety and stuffed others into the slug's body first.

I saw Wu Yue and Artoria walking side by side like sisters.

I...I felt a pang of sadness...a pang of jealousy...

"Miss Bingbing, Miss Bingbing..."

Suddenly, a voice came from inside. Bingbing turned off her phone, looked up, and saw that it was a staff member.

"The rectification is over, and the live broadcast is about to start again. Please get ready."

Bingbing was somewhat surprised. Looking around, she saw that the mummy Wang Sichun's face was covered in red and purple marks, and he was sitting comfortably on the support sofa on the stage.

The director was also calmly fiddling with the camera. His face was also covered in red and purple marks, though less so than Wang Sichun's.

Somewhat strange.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Bingbing called out to the staff member who was about to leave.

"What happened? Why did they stop fighting?"

"Huh? Oh, it's because that person came..."

The staff member pointed in a direction. Bingbing looked in that direction and spotted a middle-aged man in a suit.

"He stepped in and stopped the director and Wang Sichun, saying, 'Are you still going to broadcast it or not? If you're not going to broadcast it, get out.' Then the director and Wang Sichun obediently did as he was told."

Bingbing didn't answer immediately, looking shocked.

Because she knew that person.

Bingbing is an official host in China, and sometimes she gets to meet some important figures in China.

The person in front of her was the highest-ranking official Bingbing had ever met.

How big is it? An average person would be terrified to death just hearing about it.

"Oh...no wonder..."

The staff member nodded and went back to their work.

Bingbing immediately put away her phone, tidied her appearance, walked onto the stage, and sat on the hosting sofa.

Just as Bingbing sat down, she heard a sound. Turning her head, she saw Wang Sichun muttering to himself.

"Damn it...you have the nerve to call it mediating a fight...damn it, you beat me up with the director...you son of a bitch...so what if you're a high-ranking official..."

Bingbing immediately felt ashamed and understood why Wang Sichun had more injuries on his face than the director.

"Alright... get ready... the live stream is about to begin..."

The director spoke listlessly from the audience.

"——3——"

"——2——"

"........."

Accompanied by rousing and lively music

—Live globally! Keep a close eye on that representative from China!—

The show officially began.

The audience had long been impatient.

Version 2.0 features various bizarre and inhumane reactions from Wang Sichun, Paa, and Da Siyang.

This actually made the show even more popular, and many people wanted to know just how bizarre the show was.