Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

Shang Fei finally left, and Pan Bo quickly adjusted his mood and opened the academic paper again, but the little sun symbol and the pop-up text on the screen that he hadn't seen for a long time made his heart twitch.

[Where do you go to the toilet before the game?

A: The toilet in the background. → was beaten.

B: The toilet in the building behind the studio hall. → I was beaten, but someone helped me. 】

... So no matter what, you can't escape the fate of being beaten?Pan Bo's voice sounded in the lounge: "Why is there no option not to be beaten?"

[I am a reminder app, not a god app. 】

"Then I choose to hold my urine."

[There is no option to hold back urine. 】

【Do you want people all over the country to admire the expression of you holding your urine on TV? 】'

... If APP is a person, right now his face should be an expression of waiting to see him play?

Pan Bo thought of a way: "Then I drink more water and go to the toilet in advance, can I avoid it?"

[The result will not change.Please don't doubt my analytical ability, I have included such small variables into the calculation category. 】

"Then can I know who was beaten and how I was beaten?"

The push reminder on the screen bounced quickly:

【Can't. APP does not have this function. 】

[Until now, I haven’t done a single task. I’ve reminded you twice, but you still keep asking me?Do you mean you? 】

[Friendship needs, a little mutual help, a little sincerity, a little trust. 】

[It is impossible to make friends without conditions. 】

[A true friend is like health, you can only realize his value when you lose it. 】

…………

Seeing that the intensifying APP was about to bombard his mobile phone screen with chicken soup text on the Internet, Pan Bo conceded defeat: "Okay, okay, thank you very much for your help, my friend."

Little Sun APP finally shut up.

At this moment, Pan Bo couldn't care less about translating manuscripts to make money, and all he could think about was that he would be beaten later.Although APP said that the result was inevitable, it was impossible for him to accept and obediently obey.

Tonight's game is the only chance he can't fail.What's more, Xingcan's president will come to the scene, he will definitely show his best performance on stage!

Pan Bo took several deep breaths, tried to focus his brain, and began to analyze his current form.

From the two reminders of the APP, he can get several information at present: one is that the APP reminder sound cannot be turned off, which may be considered for emergency; the second is that the options prompted by the APP are fixed options, and one must be selected; The content is very precise, and the literal meaning must be carefully studied.

Last time I chose the option of "being scolded and losing this mentoring opportunity", the literal result did appear.However, there is no indication of the degree of being scolded. In the end, Teacher Liu Lu’s words are not considered “scoring”, which shows that things that are not prompted by the APP are controllable.

So this time it only reminded him of being beaten, but did not limit the degree of being beaten, which shows that what he will be beaten into is still controllable.

Pan Bo's rush of adrenaline dropped a little bit.In the waiting room, he recalled the boxing and whip kicks he had practiced tens of thousands of times in his previous life, and wanted to reproduce them, but found that the movements were invisible and weak, very limp.

At this level, will he be able to minimize the damage he suffers later?Pember was worried.

The sky outside the window had already darkened, and when the clock on the wall turned to [-]:[-], a strong physiological need was conveyed to Pan Bo's cerebral cortex.

Pan Bo twisted his shoulders and neck back and forth, squeezed his knuckles, and walked out.

Although there is no sunlight at this time, the air outside is still humid and hot.Pan Bo walked cautiously in the courtyard of the TV station, listening carefully to the sounds around him, and the sweat that quickly oozed from his forehead slowly slid down his cheeks.

All the way without incident, he walked into the building behind the studio hall.The security guard who originally registered at the gate was not there, and there was a registration book and a pen on the table.

Pan Bo turned his head, but he still didn't find anything unusual, so he quickly found the bathroom, and walked out after finishing the solution.He found that there was still no one at the gate, the security guard was not there, and the person who said to help him did not appear.

He stepped out of the gate, only to find a figure in front of him who was about the same height as him, also wearing a suit jacket, but wearing a certain peaked cap on his head, walking very slowly with his head down.

Is it this person?Pan Bo put his whole body on high alert, and kept a distance behind him with his heart in mind, keeping his eyes on him, for fear that he would suddenly turn around and rush towards him.

Walking to a place with dim lights and overgrown trees, four people suddenly rushed out from behind the trees, holding long objects in their hands, and blocked the front of the road.

The four people saw the man in the suit and Pan Bo walking back and forth, and paused for a moment, and someone asked in a low voice, "Which one is it?"

The man in the suit raised his head, looked around, and immediately found that there was another person behind him. He held something in his left hand and put it next to his ear, and said in the dark, "In the small woods coming out of Building 2, someone is blocking me here. "

When Pan Bo heard the voice, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

A stout man also heard the voice of the man in the suit, and he shouted hoarsely, "He's called someone, quick fix!"

The four men immediately dispersed and rushed towards the man in the suit and Pan Bo.

Pan Bo immediately understood the current situation. The man in the suit should have been implicated by himself accidentally, so he might be the one who was prompted by the app to help.

Just as he was thinking, there was already a man standing in front of him. Pan Bo took a closer look, and the slender object in the man's hand shone with a cold silver light under the dim light. : "Be careful! They have knives!"

As soon as the words fell, the man had already slashed at him with a long blade, and Pan Bo quickly dodged, narrowly dodging the oncoming blade.

Another man also came to his side. Only then did Pan Bo realize that he and the man in the suit were surrounded by two people respectively, and the situation was very serious.But the two men in front of him didn't allow him to observe any longer, they rushed towards him one from the left and the other from the right.

Pan Bo immediately dodged to the left of the two men, and kicked one man's abdomen with his left leg sideways. The man let out a cry of pain, and immediately changed the direction of the blade to cut him.

The lights were dim, and these people still had knives in their hands. Pan Bo was concerned about his performance costume, and it was even more difficult to use his limited boxing and kicking skills.

Dodging the long blade, Pan Bo was quickly forced to the side of a tree. He used the thick trunk to sway, found an opening, and quickly struck out with straight punches and uppercuts.The man immediately cried out in pain, covered his abdomen with his left hand and squatted down, and the blade held high by his right hand also dropped down.

Pan Bo was finally able to concentrate on dealing with another person, but suddenly there was a loud shout from a distance: "What are you doing!" He subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the voice and glanced at him. in front of!

He subconsciously blocked it with his left forearm, and the severe stinging pain immediately penetrated into his skin, and then he felt a slightly warm liquid flowing down his arm.

The man on the ground who had been hit in the stomach by him had slowed down at this moment. Seeing Pan Bo's action of blocking the knife with his arm just now, he yelled and rushed over again.

Pan Bo knew that he was no longer the opponent of these two people, so he ran towards the road that was just blocked, wanting to hurry to a bright place to call for someone.But as soon as he got to the middle of the road, he saw a person lying on the ground, a man in a suit with a hat was pressing on him, and another person was on the phone.

The man on the phone saw Pan Bo and two men wielding knives following him, so he rushed over immediately.

"Let's go! They called the police!" The person who was pressed on the ground suddenly let out a roar, and the two people behind Pan Bo stopped, looked at each other, and ran back.

Pan Bo's tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment, and the severe pain in his arm struck again.He couldn't help gritting his teeth and let out a "hiss".

The man running over heard his secret cry of pain, stopped chasing, came to him, and asked him, "Where is the injury?"

There was a cool fragrance on the man, like pine needles soaked by rain; his voice was a little low, like a piece of soft velvet, completely enveloping him.

Pan Bo raised his left arm, and stroked the sore spot with his right hand, which was really wet and greasy.He pressed the wound tightly to prevent more blood flow: "The left arm was cut just now."

"Then go to the hospital quickly and bandage it up. We'll wait for the police to come here." The man's voice was a little nervous.

"No, I have a match at eight o'clock later," Pan Bo asked anxiously, "What time is it now?"

"Twenty seven." The man lit up his phone.

Oops!He has to rush back to find other clothes, and maybe have to touch up his makeup...

Pan Bo looked at the man in the suit who was still holding on to the man not far away, bit his lower lip, and still told the truth: "These people should come to deal with me, and it is really very serious that they have caused you this kind of trouble. Excuse me!"

"I'm going to be the first to play at eight o'clock. I can't waste any more time, so I may have to trouble you later and send that person to the police station. I will also call the police after the game and report what happened tonight to the police. Explain to the police." After Pan Bo finished speaking, he nodded slightly to the man, and then moved his steps to leave.

Who knew that the man suddenly grabbed his right arm, and said in that magnetic voice: "How are you going to the game like this now? I have a medical kit in my car. I will give you a simple bandage first, and then you go."

In fact, Pan Bo's facial features were distorted from the pain, and he was also worried that he would lose too much blood if he continued like this. He nodded and said, "Okay, but can you hurry up, because I still have to change my clothes."

While the two were talking, there was another sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and a beam of dazzling light came over.Pan Bo couldn't help narrowing his eyes, feeling nervous: Could it be that those people turned back just now?

"Mr. Wen, I'm Zhang Yong from the Security Section of Beijing TV Station!" The man with the flashlight immediately yelled when he saw them.

That Zhang Yong was in front, followed by four security guards with flashlights on.The man ran so that the tie around his neck became loose, half of the shirt tucked into his trousers was exposed, and his voice trembled a bit: "Mr. Wen, are you and Cheng Rong okay?"

Pan Bo felt the aura around the man around him change, and his voice immediately became extremely cold: "Section Chief Zhang, how do you manage the security of your Beijing TV station?"

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PS: The source of APP's chicken soup literature is as follows

[Friendship needs, a little mutual help, a little sincerity, a little trust. 】——Anonymous

[It is impossible to make friends without conditions. 】——San Mao's "Thoughts"

[A true friend is like health, you can only realize his value when you lose it. 】——Xiong Dun "Get Out, Tumor"