All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

[My family was shocked. My mom forced me to come here to listen to the live broadcast of the piano exchange meeting. I didn’t expect it to be such a big news! ]

[…Well, I just finished Zhao Benming’s class two days ago. To be honest, it wasn’t that great.]

[Can the camera be turned away? I don’t want to see the pig’s head. I want to see what the owner of this voice looks like! ]

[I heard Zhutou call him Ning Zhi? He seems to be a teacher at Ocean University. 】

[? ? Ning Zhi? Isn’t that the living signboard of our Haida University? How dare this pighead dream of my white moonlight! ? ]

Mr. Feng watched the comments floating across the screen.

Corruption, bribery, pig-head, toad, get out of the piano association!

Most of them are condemning him.

However, Ning Zhi gained a reputation for being neither humble nor arrogant and for rectifying the piano world.

He couldn't believe it. "This is the official account of the Piano Association. How did you get it? How do you have the permission to broadcast live?"

"What's the point of Mr. Feng asking these questions now?" Ning Zhi muted the microphone of his phone and sneered.

When Mr. Feng thought of what he had just said, his hands and feet suddenly turned cold. He staggered to his feet, grabbed the office phone and was about to dial.

Ning Zhi didn't stop him, but watched him panic calmly.

"What! How can you not turn off the live broadcast? You are trash, all trash! Fire them all, get out of here!"

"Oh, I forgot to remind you that I am the only one with the permission to broadcast live."

Mr. Feng's face twitched, and his face turned red and white. "So you have been plotting against me for a long time. I will call the police, check the surveillance... check the surveillance. You even beat me! I want you to fail miserably!"

The sharp sound was extremely unpleasant to the ears.

Ning Zhi's eyes turned cold, and he said calmly, "Surveillance? Oh, it was broken the second I stepped into the building."

After seeing the live broadcast link last night, he hacked into the official account of the Piano Association and obtained permission.

When questioning the front desk, a jammer with supernatural powers was placed.

So whether it is the live broadcast room or monitoring, he has the final say.

A mere human dares to provoke him.

audacious in the extreme.

The eggs in the sea of ​​consciousness were trembling, not for any other reason, but because the sea of ​​consciousness of the Lord of Gods was in a storm at the moment, and it scared him to death!

Mr. Feng gradually became desperate, and the look he gave Ning Zhi was no longer the contemptuous one at the beginning, but instead turned into vigilance and fear.

He really didn't expect that the extremely down-and-out Ning Zhi still had the ability to bring him down.

So cruel, leaving him no chance of survival.

Now not only is his future ruined, but even the people behind him have been dragged down by him.

They are all like a clay Buddha crossing the river, they can't even save themselves, how can they come to rescue him!

Perhaps it was because he looked so distraught that he aroused Ning Zhi's interest.

"It's easy for me to turn off the live broadcast."

Mr. Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this. As long as the live broadcast could be shut down and public relations could be done quickly, he still had a glimmer of hope.

"you say!"

Ning Zhi took out the dismissal notice from Haida University and handed it to Mr. Feng. His voice was gentle but extremely oppressive.

"Report Wang and Liu for their slander and defamation by real name, and explain the whole story to the audience," he knocked on the table, his eyes cold, "Push them out, two for one."

Mr. Feng felt that a piece of thin paper weighed more than a thousand pounds in his hand. He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Even if he can escape this time, Wang Liu probably won't let him go.

But what can I do? It is the truth that a friend's death is not the death of me.

Soon, he took the dismissal notice and explained the truth to the audience, and repeatedly emphasized that Wang Liu forced him to do this.

Ning Zhi's academic qualifications are absolutely true, and the so-called fakery is just a rumor spread by Wang and Liu.

The barrage of comments was output intensively again.

[What good day is today? Why are the melons flying one after another? 】

[I told you! Ning Yueguang would never fake it!]

[Fuck, what are those two idiots doing? They are professors! They openly spread rumors and attack their colleagues! I am speechless.]

[It can be seen that a high degree of education does not mean a high character. We should still be wary of high degrees. ]

[So, I can continue to spy on Bai Yueguang at Haida, right? ! ? ]

The number of people in the live broadcast room has soared to 20, and the carnival is going on, urging Ning Zhi to reveal more melons.

One minute before turning off the live broadcast, Ning Zhi finally turned the camera and showed his face.

"Today's melon-eating ends here. I wish you all great wealth and prosperity!"

The live broadcast room once again reached a climax with barrages of comments.

[No, do you guys at Haida eat so well? ? ? ]

[What piano genius! This is obviously a face genius! ]

[Good fellow, you can make a living with your looks, why do you still need to learn piano to steal our jobs? ! ]

[Lick the screen, lick the screen, good rice, good rice~]

[Is there something to dream about tonight? 】

Ning Zhi ignored the comments, ruthlessly turned off the live broadcast, turned around and left the building.

As for what punishment Mr. Feng and those bastards will receive, he is not interested in that.

As soon as I got in the car, my cell phone rang.

"Hello, Mr. Ning. This is Zuisheng Bar. You left your clothes here. Do you have time to pick them up?"

clothing?

Ning Zhi frowned. Didn't his clothes get dirty and be thrown away? Even if there were some, he wouldn't go out of his way to get them.

"Throw it away."

"This..." The woman on the other end of the phone seemed a little hesitant, as if she didn't know how to start.

Ning Zhi was about to hang up when he heard another familiar voice.

"Brother, don't you miss me?"