Super Fire Appreciation Treasure Live Room

Chapter 103
The time agreed to be organized by the venue will arrive soon, but Mr. Hua is still delayed in coming.

"Do you want to release pigeons?"

"No way……"

"It starts in 5 minutes, and you haven't seen anyone yet?"

Ye Xiaotong stood up, went to the backstage to explain and finally inspect the preparations of the program group.

It was originally scheduled to be a private competition for a so-called academic exchange.But when this matter happened, the network traffic broke out like a flood, and there was no right to influence or decide.

What's more, Mr. Hua seems to have expressed his thoughts on the show, although the content posted on the account did not express or hint, but the small actions of confessing to other people in private have already revealed his mind.

It will only be beneficial to Lin Feng to compete on the live broadcast of the show, so why refuse it, and quickly finalize it.

"It's only the last minute, and the live broadcast is about to start. Haven't you seen Mr. Hua?" Ye Xiaotong walked to the door to look around, and asked the security guard.

"No."

"No, I've been guarding here, and I haven't seen it." The security guards shook their heads in unison, responding helplessly.

Ye Xiaotong was as anxious as an ant on the pot, sweating unceasingly, thinking of various solutions that could replace the emergency in his mind.

Lin Feng took a sip of tea, took Ye Xiaotong's hand, and sat her down, "There's no need to panic, just follow the normal procedure, it doesn't matter if he's late, I'll leave the rest to you. "

His eyes stared at hers without blinking, and his tone was firm without hesitation.

"it is good!"

I don't know what solution he has, but everything is in the silence of each other's eyes, Ye Xiaotong only feels at ease from the bottom of his heart.

"Countdown, three! Two! One!"

"Crack! The live broadcast has officially started!"

The live broadcast of today's program group is not a provincial radio station, but a specially rented exhibition venue.

The audience was already full of people, and many people even squeezed in because they couldn’t buy tickets. In the lobby, aisles, and any gaps, they squatted or stood for a long time. pile of people.

There are two single sofas facing each other on the stage, separated by an antique and unadorned table in the middle.

Lin Feng sat leisurely on the sofa, slowly arranging the gloves, teacups, folding fans and other small gadgets on the table.

"Let's have a no-prize quiz. What types of utensils do you think you see today? Or what categories do you want to see?"

Blowing away the hair tips floating on the still steaming tea, Lin Feng pursed his lips and asked the netizens and audience friends.

[I think there may be bronze wares!Every time I think Brother Feng's explanation of the bronze wares is very exciting, the story behind it and the extended philosophy are really attractive! 】

[I want to see jewelry!By the way, I just want to watch Hua Lao's commentary. By the way, Lin Feng must lose! 】

[Since this is the case, I really hope that the first one is about jade articles. The last time I saw the jade bi, I almost cried.Let me also say by the way, Brother Feng goes out to fight, not a single blade of grass grows! 】

It was just a very simple question, and the barrage was already densely packed in an instant. Both the supporters who supported Lin Feng and the black fans who opposed it were full of combat effectiveness.

Today's competition live show has been uploaded on the Internet for a long time, and everyone is paying close attention to this topic. In less than 2 minutes after the broadcast, the number of people in the live broadcast room has already exceeded [-] million.

[Why haven't I seen the old man I miss so much? Could it be the fake news released by a boycotted low-quality unemployed host in order to resume work? 】

[Laughing to death, maybe Mr. Hua simply doesn't like this jumping monkey, a disqualified host is directing and acting here! 】

[Some people just rely on their old age to sell their old age. In order to show their big-name status, they are late on purpose, which is really embarrassing!Oh, I'm talking about that old man whose surname is Hua and whose name is Hai. 】

There are many netizens who launched negative attacks on Lin Feng, but relatively speaking, Lin Feng's grassroots fan base is even larger.Many fans can also think about it, black and red are also red.

Only those who have no talent will not be envied by mediocrity.

"Then let me take a blind guess," Lin Feng said leisurely as he put down his teacup, regardless of whether the comments on the Internet were good or bad.

"Except for the collections of the on-site guest collectors who will be randomly drawn later..."

"I guess……"

"There should be such a thing."

Lin Feng took out a pen and paper, and wrote something with his back to the camera.

"Everyone should be very curious, why Mr. Hua hasn't shown up for so long, right?"

Raising his eyebrows at the camera, Lin Feng lightly asked the audience and guest seats.

"He dare not come!"

"I'm going to be late playing big cards!"

"It's the old man! It doesn't matter if you are a little late, Brother Feng and we can both afford to wait!"

The network effect is extremely strong, even the inactive fans of the three-dimensional are forced by Heizi to actively seize the public opinion position, not to mention such a big event happened, so Lin Feng's supporters are crazy to grab votes even if they stay up late and bald Come and support him.

"I've only met Mr. Hua once, and I don't know much about this senior, but..."

"We can boldly predict..."

Lin Feng shook his folding fan, and he didn't feel anxious or dissatisfied because he was waiting for someone or might be released as a pigeon.

"I guess, Mr. Hua should have given me a carefully prepared academic exchange gift...and..."

"This thing that was prepared...

"It's what I just wrote on this piece of paper..."

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, there was already a commotion outside the venue, and the front door of the exhibition hall slowly creaked and opened.

"Old Hua is here."

Inside the earphones was Ye Xiaotong's soft announcement with mixed emotions.

"Da! Da! Da!" The sound of hard objects hitting the ground continued to sound.

Apart from a middle-aged man acting as a support, he was surrounded by security staff specially invited to maintain order.

With his head raised high, a hint of arrogance could be faintly seen under the aging eyelids, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was beating on his crutches. Who else could it be besides Mr. Hua?

Sending Hua Lao to the sofa, Zhao Kuo silently sneered at Lin Feng from an angle that the camera couldn't capture, as if he had foreseen Lin Feng's desolate appearance.

"Mr. Hua, hello."

Lin Feng went first, smiling and extending his right hand.

Bowing slightly, the etiquette and details are all full, and nothing is missed.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Hua Lao didn't reach out his hand, the text was wrong, and asked abruptly.

Lin Feng was kind and generous, and reported his name.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm getting old. I've spent a lot of energy on appreciating treasures in the past few decades, but as someone who has experienced it, I want to mention something..."

"Although don't bully the young and poor, young people must be worthy of themselves anyway, and don't have any bottom line grandstanding for the sake of the fame and fortune of those district uniforms."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Being late, pretending not to know the name,
Up to now, provocation and contempt have been nakedly put on the surface.

Zhao Kuo also smiled.The old man is stepping on you openly, so what can you do?

(End of this chapter)