The little Taoist became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder

As soon as Yu Guiyuan finished speaking, the photographer pointed the camera at him deftly.

His forehead hair was still wet, and his face was a little tired, as if he rushed over after washing his face casually.

Xia Wenyu's eyes wandered, and Yu Guiyuan's words just now echoed in his mind.

Yu Guiyuan's voice was on the low side, and it sounded slow and pleasant, while Xia Wenyu was already a little voice-controlled, and Yu Guiyuan's voice firmly stuck to his preferences.

After getting along for this period of time, Xia Wenyu thought she was used to it, but she didn't want to, but today...

Yu Guiyuan looked at Xia Wenyu who started to stare at him again, his cheeks were getting more and more red, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

He stepped forward and walked in front of Xia Wenyu. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he raised his hand and tapped his forehead lightly, "I've returned to my soul."

At the moment when his forehead was tapped, Xia Wenyu's body trembled, he took a big step back, and stammered, "Yu...Brother Yu?"

"En." Yu Guiyuan responded lightly, and seeing Xia Wenyu's red ear tips, couldn't help but said again, "Have you seen enough?"

Xia Wenyu opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

In the live broadcast room, the fans who got up early to watch the live broadcast were completely blown away.

"Damn it! When I heard the voice just now, I didn't quite dare to confirm it, but it was really Yu Guiyuan!"

"What's going on? Why is Yu Guiyuan here?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,may I love you!"

"I've called my best friend at least ten times, and I didn't answer one of them. I'm waiting to see how she regrets when she wakes up!"

"So... Did Actor Yu also participate in the STAR initial station? I don't know if it's a resident guest or a flying guest."

"It should be a flying guest, right? I haven't heard that he will participate in the shooting of STAR's initial station before?"

Because of Yu Guiyuan's appearance, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room immediately increased rapidly, one spread to ten, ten to one hundred, quickly broke through the [-] mark, and ran to [-].

Unfortunately, Yu Guiyuan knew very well who the protagonists of this live broadcast were, and quickly asked the cameraman to shift the camera to Xia Wenyu, Wu Heng, and Wu Du.

However, Yu Guiyuan didn't leave either. He sat aside and looked around the three of them before finally falling on Xia Wenyu, "Do you need me to be the referee?"

Before Xia Wenyu could speak, the barrage in the live broadcast room had risen rapidly, and it was all in one word, "Yes, yes!

Xia Wenyu looked at the word "yao" all over the screen, and suddenly looked out of the screen, and said politely, "Then I will trouble Brother Yu."

Yu Guiyuan glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled up, "No trouble."

When Xia Wenyu and Yu Guiyuan were talking, Wu Heng looked at the two of them with great interest, as if he was guessing the relationship between the two.

Wu Du was already getting a little impatient. Seeing that the communication between Xia Wenyu and Yu Guiyuan seemed to have come to an end, he immediately urged, "Are you going to start or not!"

Yu Guiyuan glanced at Wu Du, his eyes darkened slightly.

Xia Wenyu took the last wooden sword, looked at Wu Du, and then at Wu Heng. With Hengjian on his chest, he said calmly, his tone full of confidence, "Let's go together!"

After hearing Xia Wenyu's words, "666!"

"His tone sounds so confident!"

"Is he really not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue?"

"But this is indoors, there is no wind at all!"

"Brother Wu Heng, come on!"

"Come on Xia Xia!"

Like most of the audience in the live broadcast room, Wu Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise when Xia Wenyu asked the two of them to perform together, "Are you sure?"

Xia Wenyu nodded, and said with certainty, "I'm very sure."

This saves the most time, and he still has to hurry up to practice singing!Although he is not very talented in singing, Xia Wenyu has always believed that hard work can make up for one's weakness.

Of course, it was also fortunate that Xia Wenyu didn't say this sentence, otherwise, Wu Heng would be fine, Wu Du...

Just by looking at Wu Du's bloodshot eyes, he could be sure that if Xia Wenyu really said it, he might be driven mad on the spot.

Wu Heng glanced at his brother, sighed, and said to Xia Wenyu, "I'll come first..."

"No." Wu Du took a step forward without even looking at him. He interrupted Wu Heng's words directly, and pointed the tip of his raised sword straight at Xia Wenyu, "I'll come first!"

Xia Wenyu had nothing to do, nodded, "Please advise."

Almost as soon as the last word fell, Wu Du moved.

He moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden sword had already stabbed Xia Wenyu in front of him.

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned, and even more timid shouted directly.

The barrage on the screen of the entire live broadcast room even paused for a second.

However, Xia Wenyu seemed to have been prepared for Wu Du's attack. When Wu Du's wooden sword was about to stab him, he moved slightly and easily avoided it.

Then he raised his wrist, and the wooden sword hilt hit Wu Du's wrist. Wu Du felt his whole arm sore, and his fingers could no longer hold the sword hilt.

The sound of the wooden sword colliding with the floor was dull, but that sound seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

"???? What's going on? Am I dazzled? I don't seem to see his movements clearly..."

"I also wonder if I'm blind. It seems that it's just a blink of an eye, and it's... over?"

"Why is Wu Du holding his right hand all the time? Could it be that he was injured?"

"No way? Although he looks quite annoying, but if there is a problem with his hand, wouldn't it be impossible to practice swords in the future?"

"Fuck, it's just a discussion, there's no need to be so cruel, right?"

"But he was the one who did it first? When he stabbed Xia Wenyu, I was scared to death, okay! I'm so worried about killing someone!"

"A'Du!" Wu Heng rushed to Wu Du in three steps at a time, trying to hold his hand, "How's your hand? I'll call the doctor now!"

But before his hand touched Wu Du, he was directly knocked down from mid-air by the other party.

There was even some hatred in Wu Du's voice, "You don't need to pretend to be kind!"

Wu Heng froze on the spot.

"He's fine." Xia Wenyu explained upon seeing this, "I just tapped his pockmarked acupuncture point with the hilt of my sword, and he will recover soon."

After finishing speaking, he held the sword in his backhand again, sent it slightly towards Wu Heng, and asked, "Continue?"

Wu Heng glanced at Wu Du, seeing that his right hand could be grasped smoothly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his face away and looked at Xia Wenyu, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Wu Heng held the sword in one hand, pointing the tip at Xia Wenyu, and put the other hand behind his back, his eyes gradually darkened, "I've offended you."

Xia Wenyu nodded slightly, "Please."

There are differences between Western swords and Chinese swords in terms of casting process and usage. Although Wu Heng has already transferred to fencing, when he holds the wooden sword again, the memory of the past gradually recovers.

Wu Heng was not in a hurry to attack, he had a calm temper, and after every game and training, he was able to judge the opponent's empty goal in the shortest time.

At first glance, Xia Wenyu was almost full of flaws, but after what happened just now, Wu Heng did not dare to underestimate Xia Wenyu at all.

Finally, Wu Heng moved.

Seeing the sword stabbed by the opponent, Xia Wenyu's eyes flickered slightly, a little surprised.

Yu Guiyuan raised his left foot, but abruptly retracted it before he stepped forward.