In order to respond to the audience's expectations, the director asked the photographer to adjust the close-up shot of ginger tea.

Jiang Cha just turned over with his butt facing the camera.

There is only one butt in the whole picture.

Hundreds of millions of people watched this scene at the same time.

[Photographer, you know how to cut shots. ]

[The photographer understands me, so I give him a thumbs up. 】

[I suspect #姜茶完美翘臀# will be on the hot search list within half an hour. ]

[You know what, this butt is shaped like a good fertility butt. ]

[Whoever marries such a perky and round butt would be so happy, and can pinch it every day. ]

[Isn't this my long-lost wife? Hi! Wife, I'm here to take you home. 】

[The topic is a bit abnormal, please be careful of the network administrator. 】

[Shaha, I didn't expect Chadie to be so skinny, but he has gained weight where it should.]

[Tea Dad, I’m a new fan, reporting in today! 】

[How many followers did Chadie gain today? ]

[It was 2 million before the show, and now it’s 3 million. ]

[My tea dad is awesome. ]

【Tea Daddy, Tea Daddy is the best in the universe.】

[Isn't Jiang Cha a charlatan? Why do he suddenly have so many followers? ]

[Even if my tea dad is a charlatan, I still love her. ]

……

Top floor of a high-rise building in the city center.

Large flat-floor president's office.

Xie Jiujian had just finished his work and opened the live broadcast room with his iPad, just in time to see the butt in close-up.

Xie Jiulang thought he had clicked the wrong button and entered some marginal live broadcast room. He exited and entered again, and the barrage just happened to appear.

[Ginger Tea is my wife, everyone, please draw your swords.]

[I will protect my wife's butt. ]

[You are all bad people, I am the only one who is sincere, so I will take my tea wife away. ]

At this time, assistant Zhang Xiaowang happened to push the door and walk in.

Xie Jiulang subconsciously tried to block his butt on the tablet screen——

Assistant: "..." Damn it, if I accidentally see it, will I be murdered? Do I need to take turns to have two eyes on guard when I sleep at night?

The director quickly notified the photographer to turn the camera away.

The photographer directly cut the live broadcast to Zhang Sanjun's side.

Zhang Sanjun was still running in the jungle, as if there was a ghost chasing him. Occasionally, he would perform a non-physical performance of falling down, making it look like someone pushed him from behind.

Then he shook his face left and right, as if something had slapped him.

Occasionally he would bump into trees, and in the worst case he even vomited blood.

[Isn’t Zhang Sanjun’s acting too cruel? Did he bring his own blood bag?]

[Isn't it too much to be famous? 】

【But since he became a hot topic, it wasn’t all in vain. 】

In the camera, Zhang Sanjun was running and suddenly fell into a pit, which was more than two meters deep.

In order to capture the scene of him falling, the drone tracked him at close range, and then a hideous skeleton appeared in the picture. It was in pieces and looked like he had been chopped up by someone before he died. Except for the skull, there was no intact bone.

【Ahhhhhh I'm going crazy. 】

【What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! Grandmaster, please save me. 】

[What is this? Isn't this a scary prop put up by the production team? It looks so realistic.]

[Medical students come out to tell you that these are definitely real bones. ]

[The nameless corpses in the wilderness and jungle, could they be explorers from the past? ]

[It's impossible that he was buried by an explorer. It's more likely that he was buried in a pit dug by humans. You can see that the depth of the pit is more than two meters.]

[Fuck, a body buried in the wilderness? Are there any police watching the live broadcast? Or should I call the police?]

The director was also confused. Just when he was about to find the props team to ask about the situation, he received a call from the police.

The director was so scared that he stood up, tightened his abdomen and anus, and held his breath.

Police: "Excuse me, are you the director of the variety show "Who is the Brave?" Are you in charge of the recording of this variety show?"

The director has never done anything bad in his life, but when he was a child, he was taken to the police station by his mother for being disobedient and threatened. So he is still afraid when he hears the voice of the police, "I, I, I am, is that right?"

Police: "Don't you know?"

Director: "Ah, yes, yes, it's me, it's me."

Police: "We have received a report about an unidentified body in the jungle. Please provide accurate address information and cooperate with the investigation."

Big beads of cold sweat rolled down the director's back. He swallowed hard. If you didn't know better, you would think he had committed a serious crime.

"Okay, okay."

……

Zhang Sanjun couldn't get out of the pit.

In order not to disrupt the scene too much, the program crew did not dare to send anyone to pull him up.

The drone is still hovering above the pit, but the live broadcast has been cut and is no longer open to the public. However, the footage from this period of time is retained to provide assistance to the police.

When Zhang Sanjun fell down, he was still conscious. He didn't even show panic when he saw the skeleton. He just flew up and hit the wall repeatedly in the pit, and finally fainted.

Shen Jingqi looked at the unconscious Zhang Sanjun, turned around, and knelt on the ground exhausted. Looking at the half skull exposed on the soil, tears and blood began to flow from his eyes.

She reached out to touch it, but her fingers went straight through the skull.

At this moment, Shen Jingqi recovered all his memories.

She thought of everything that happened three years ago. She thought of her grandmother who had worked hard and was old and suffered from back pain. She thought of her mother who cried herself blind because her father died in an accident at a construction site, and who became permanently blind because she didn't get any compensation and had no money to treat her eyesight. She also thought of her younger sister who had a mental retardation.

She finally graduated and was about to support the family on her own shoulders, but she met Zhang Sanjun on her way home.

She didn't know what happened to her grandmother, mother and sister after she died.

She didn't even dare to think about what would happen to them.

Shen Jingqi was shrouded in despair and sadness. This sadness had no place to vent and gradually turned into anger. Her face began to twist and deform, her originally beautiful hands became old and shriveled, her nails grew longer, and even her hair grew to the ground.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

In the cave, Jiang Cha, who was lying and sleeping like Xianyu, suddenly sat up.

Xie Rongan and a few others were still playing with pebbles. When they heard the noise, all three of them looked towards Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha's face changed slightly, he stood up, and then immediately ran out of the cave.

"What's wrong? Are you in a hurry to pee?" Xie Rongan looked at her back in confusion as she ran away.

Ji Mu put down the small stone in his hand and ran to the cave entrance, "Where are you going, Sister Cha?"

Before he finished speaking, the ginger tea was almost gone.

The male college student and Xie Rongan also walked to the cave entrance.

Xie Rongan: "Fuck, I have to protect her." An antique worth hundreds of millions!

Xie Rongan quickly asked Ji Mujiangcha which direction he went, and then rushed to follow him.

Ji Mu and the male college student suddenly started running as well.

[What happened? Did the wilderness jungle adventure turn into a temple escape in a second? ]

[Jiang Cha's brisk steps don't look like the same person as Xianyu who was lying flat on the floor just now.]

【My tea dad is so handsome! 】

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