Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 305
"I understand! Hahaha, if this is the case, then count me in! This is a great thing for the country and the people. We can't let the friends of the friendly countries chill. Well, there are probably so many on my side, so you go first Hit me, you can shoot after I run out of bullets..."

Qin Yue raised his right hand and shook it towards Ling Yun.

"I, Cao, 10 billion? How much money does it take to be the director?"

"Hehe, ashamed, ashamed, the salary is only a few hundred thousand, and the rest is earned from you."

Ling Yun pouted, then nodded.

"Okay, then let's talk about it. When the time comes, the local tyrants' money will be refunded in full, and the common people's money will be split."

"No, the people's money should be refunded in full, and the local tyrants' money should be divided!"

Qin Yue pointed to De Huan who was on the stage, meaning that he was the local tyrant and he was a commoner. Ling Yun nodded with a smile.

These two people have already divided up the money for whoring without any shame, and only the fat man on stage is left to perform. In other words, the fat man has changed from a leading role to a supporting role at this moment. Just watch the performance of Ling Yun and Qin Yue in the audience.

In the polar bear live broadcast room, after someone posted a foreigner's provocative post on the Internet, the entire Internet was boiling. The popularity of the live broadcast room immediately soared from more than 1000 million to 1.3 million, and it is still increasing wildly.

"I'm Cao Te, fat man, good job, we push you!"

"Win or lose we will support you, have the backbone!"

"Yes, if you win, let the stick kneel down and kowtow, and we don't blame you if you lose, you have tried your best, good job!!!"

"If you lose, you don't lose. The XX Association members in the audience are so cowardly!"

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All the people watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room encouraged Fatty, and the platform even played an exciting background music, which made this group of people feel as if they had been beaten to death, and wanted to scream a few times.

The result was soon, and everyone was quiet...

The allocation was completed, and the two were preparing to see what was going on in the stands, but they heard the exclamations from the people around them, and some simply started to curse.

"My Cao! What did this fat man write?"

"This... isn't this a clear way to lose?"

"He can't be hired by this mallet!"

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The boss in the audience immediately frowned when he saw the words written by the fat man.

Ling Yun and Qin Yue looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at the stage, but their eyes widened immediately.

"My Cao! What is this thing?"

Qin Yue covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.

The fat man on the stage let two long-legged hostesses drag a huge piece of rice paper, but he did not know where to find a huge syringe with the needle removed, filled it with ink, and then...

He was in a half-squat position, holding the syringe in one hand and pushing it in with the other, with a BGM in his mouth...

"Oh... ho... um! Drink... hey! Ha... huh..."

This is really an operation as fierce as a tiger, and it looks like two hundred and five at first glance.

He is just like a singer, holding a syringe to the rice paper and he groaned. The rice paper is like a ghost drawing. You look like a character but not a character, and it looks like a painting but it looks like a character.

"Hey, ha... hoo!"

The fat man seemed to be quite tired. Finally, he finished insulting the rice paper, and took a posture of finishing his work. He breathed out to Dantian with his fat hand, and then vomited it out in a long way.

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"I, Cao... I overestimated Fatty's strength."

"Is this really giving the enemy a head? I say!"

"The louder the words, the louder the slap in the face. Oh, it's over, now I have to kneel down and kowtow in public to admit my mistake, and call our country a rubbish..."

"This fat man didn't lose on purpose, did he? Could he be an undercover agent from abroad?"

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Jin Zhizhang and Inoue Ruozhi saw Fatty's operation, and they almost died laughing.

"Pfft...hahaha, let me say that Chinese people are all idiots, right? Look, this is also calligraphy?"

"I'm sure I'll win this time! I thought Fatty was so powerful, but I didn't expect him to be inferior to scrap iron."

Qin Yue looked at Ling Yun bitterly, and said to himself that he had let the fat man write casually before, but he didn't expect this stuff to be too casual, just for this thing to be auctioned, you have to pay 10 yuan, and people say you have a bad mind...

Although it is more than money, it still looks like a word. He didn't expect that the fat man didn't even meet the most basic requirements...

He looked at Ling Yun.

"This... can this still be filmed? In front of the whole world, it seems a bit embarrassing..."

"Shame on you? Who are you to lose? Such a good handwriting cannot be written by ordinary people!"

"Huh? This... is this okay?"

"Whether it's good or not depends on whether others will appreciate it!"

Ling Yun gave Qin Yue a reassuring look. Just as he was about to speak, he had finished writing the prostitute on the stage. This time, he still wrote a long scroll of ancient poetry. It can be seen that he likes Chinese ancient poetry very much.

After finishing writing, he also admired his own work, smiled and nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Then he turned his head and said provocatively to everyone in the audience.

"Now both of us have completed the works. According to the rules of international auction houses, professionals will be invited to introduce the works first. For mine, Mr. Inoue, the world's calligraphy master, will introduce it for him."

"my pleasure!!!"

Wakatomo Inoue smiled and nodded, stood next to the work, cleared his throat and introduced.

"This song "Yu Linling. Han Cicada is Desolate" has a beautiful artistic conception, good words, and even better characters. The running script began in China at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and reached its golden age in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. But it is a pity that the running script of all of you in China is not whoring. Mr. is elegant and flowing, clean, simple and generous, not to mention the reputation of Mr. Pu (prostitute), I don’t think I need much introduction."

Inoue Wakatomo nodded to the prostitute, and the prostitute nodded in thanks, then he read the fat man's words jokingly, and taunted him.

"As part of the fairness of the competition, you can also ask a friend to help you review! Of course, if you can't find it, I can ask someone to do it for you for free."

"No need, you untouchables like me can't appreciate my writing, I'd better find someone myself."

Fatty smiled and pointed to the audience, everyone's eyes followed his fingers, and finally all focused on Ling Yun.

"Ah? It's Ling Yun... Isn't he a singer? Does he know calligraphy?"

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not? What this fat man wrote is not calligraphy..."

"Hey, I feel like we're going to lose all our faces this time, and I don't know where he got the confidence to be able to laugh now!"

"We will unite in the auction later, and bid a higher price for Fatty, then we still have hope of winning!"

"Shooting high? What kind of shooting do you use? Mouth shooting? Who the f*cking money is not blown by the wind, let you spend millions to shoot fat people's words, are you so willing?"

"That's right, if the word is better, even if it costs 80 yuan, it will be considered as a contribution to the country, but where can I hang this thing after buying it? Hang it in the office? People think I picked it up from the garbage dump... "

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(End of this chapter)