"The original arena battle is scheduled to start at nine o'clock."
"The people from the Red Flower Club haven't arrived yet, or they may not dare to come!"
"Our president is still in retreat, but he may come out at any time."
Long Feicheng finally entered the state and began to answer questions in the live broadcast room.
There is still an hour left before the ring battle. The reason why it starts so early is because of Wang Jiquang's intention.
Wang Ji went to ask Long Feicheng to take the audience in the live broadcast room to visit the Folklore Research Association one hour in advance.
This is an excellent opportunity to promote the Folklore Research Society, and it cannot be wasted.
Although Long Feicheng is careless, it is undeniable that he is a shameless social cow, and he is very chatty, familiar with himself, and can easily mingle with people from all walks of life.
Under his sharp tongue, the audience in the live broadcast room began to like him. Everyone thought that this kid was not only funny, but also ugly, and a little...ugly.
However, it is easy for people to feel close to him because of his mediocre appearance. Soon people in the live broadcast room started shouting "Little Dragon" on the left and "Little Dragon" on the right.
After getting along with everyone, Long Feicheng took advantage of the situation and offered to take everyone to visit the Folklore Research Association.
Of course everyone is happy to visit. Is it possible to stare at Long Feicheng's face for an hour?
So, Long Feicheng started taking his mobile phone and taking everyone around in the folklore research group.
Today's Folklore Research Association is more lively than before. More than two hundred people are crowded around the ring, but it does not appear crowded. Instead, it highlights the spaciousness and grandeur of the Folklore Research Association.
The heirs of the folk sects in the barrage had their eyes glowing green. These wild children who were wandering outside had never dreamed of having such a good living environment, and they all yearned for the Folklore Research Association for a while.
Also watching in the live broadcast room was Wu Jianchou, the president of the Red Flower Society in Yuzhou.
When he saw the unanimous praise for the Folklore Research Association in the barrage, he couldn't suppress his jealous and angry heart and couldn't help but speak in the barrage.
[Forever Young: I think it’s nothing more than this, it’s nothing but appearances! The Folklore Research Association has money, but are they willing to give you their money? 】
As soon as the barrage was sent out, Luo Ning and Zhao Yiyao were seen holding a sack of red envelopes and shouting to the audience:
"Everyone has traveled so hard. To express our gratitude, our research association will specially send a 10,000-yuan red envelope to the fellow students who came to support us today!"
Damn it!
Let alone two hundred guests present, ten thousand per person is two million.
Just give it!
Countless words of envy suddenly floated through the barrage, and Wu Jianchou's complaints were instantly drowned out, leaving no one paying attention.
Wu Jianchou was so angry that his head was smoking, and he hummed another barrage:
[Forever Young: So what if you have money? Money is useless in this era, you still need connections! 】
In the camera, Luo Ning shouted: "The red envelope comes with a black card, which is exclusive to our Folklore Research Association. With this black card, you can take free transportation in Jianzhou, watch various performances for free, and use VIP If you are eligible, you can browse various attractions for free, and you can also stay at all five-star hotels in the province for free... Don’t ask why you can’t stay below five-star hotels, because we don’t like it!”
Damn it!
Countless "ORZ"s floated through the barrage again.
This is no longer just envy.
It’s simply envy and jealousy!
Everyone regretted that they could not rush to Rongcheng, otherwise they would have picked up a big bargain.
The Folklore Research Association is not only rich, but also grand. It treats its guests like one of its own.
And judging from the various benefits of the black card, the Folklore Research Association has opened up channels for all forces in Jianzhou Province. In the future, members of the Folklore Research Association will definitely have unimpeded access in the province.
It’s so enviable!
Wu felt his teeth itching with sorrow when he saw it.
Unwilling to admit defeat, he thought for a moment and sent a new barrage.
[Forever Young: Are there any masters in folklore research? Why do all I see are young people? Such forces cannot go far! 】
As soon as the barrage was sent out, Long Feicheng in the camera led the audience to look at the West Lake.
On the lake, I saw a big yellow dog sitting on the water, with its five hearts in the sky, looking like it was practicing!
Long Feicheng introduced: "Everyone, pay attention. What you see now is a big yellow dog raised by our Folklore Research Association!"
"Well...it's not practicing. Don't think too much about it!"
"He's just an ordinary big yellow dog!"
[Cangmang: Xiaolong is not kind. Whose big yellow dog can cultivate with five hearts in the sky! 】
[Lin Xiaojie: The Folklore Research Association is really scary, even the watchdogs they raise are extremely powerful...]
[Fengchen Taoist: Interesting! I want to go to the Folklore Research Society more and more! 】
Although no one saw a real master in the live broadcast, everyone had a vague idea of the background of the Folklore Research Association from this big yellow dog that could sit on the water and assume a training posture with five hearts in the sky - —
Unfathomable!
Strong!
Wu Jianchou took a deep breath and fainted on the sofa.
A few minutes later, he came to and was so angry that he almost dropped his phone.
This group of netizens who have no eyesight only know how to surf the Internet when they are idle on weekdays!
No future!
He wanted to continue to set the pace, but found that the netizens in the live broadcast room started to set the pace in the opposite direction.
[犄角旮旯: @永young, why are you always making sarcastic remarks? Are you an undercover agent of the Red Flower Society? 】
[Beast: I found this person’s IP address, and it turns out he’s in Yuzhou! Humph, the people of the Red Flower Society are so shameless! 】
[The Pork Roll Back Immortal is unstable: Brother Xiao Long, block his account quickly! 】
Long Feicheng also noticed Wu Jianchou's speech, and he said with a smile:
"Someone is angry, but I won't say who it is, and I won't block his account. I just want him to see how good our folklore research is, and how bad they are at Chihua!"
It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!
Brother Xiao Long is so bad, but we like him so much!
The barrage burst into laughter. The happier everyone laughed, the funnier Wu Jianchou seemed.
Wu Jianchou put down his phone, his face full of decadence.
Happiness is all yours, only sadness belongs to me.
Long Feicheng then mocked: "Wu Tianfeng, the young leader of the Red Flower Club, I'll leave the harsh words here for now. If he dares to come to the ring today, our president will definitely beat him out. Even Jesus can't stop him." ,I said!"
Brother Xiaolong is domineering!
The barrage praised again.
Wu Jianchou's expression turned extremely ugly. He couldn't help but turn off the live broadcast and called Wu Tianfeng.
As soon as the call was connected, he cursed vehemently:
"Grandson Turtle, what are you doing so long? Why don't you go to the Folklore Research Association and slap those bastards in the face?!"
Wu Tianfeng was enjoying breakfast when he was suddenly scolded by his father and felt baffled.
Who did I offend?
Also, I am the grandson of a turtle, won’t you become the son of a turtle when you get older?
