"Damn it! Navy, retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
"No wonder I just saw the number of comments in the live broadcast room suddenly increase. I thought it was because of the trending search."
"Well... maybe, they're just water soldiers hired by the rival."
"Is he crazy? Yan Xianjue is his investor."
"I don't think it's possible, but if it's true, he's definitely finished."
"Stop telling me, the guy who just called me a licker has had his account deactivated."
"Seriously? There's no one out there who doesn't know this platform belongs to Yan Xianjue, right? No way, no way."
"Other variety show sponsors might not be able to find it, but Yan Xianjue can always find out the exact information when he checks his account registration information."
"Instead of deleting his account, I suggest he just slide down and kneel down."
"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Did you notice that the barrage seems to have suddenly cleared up again?"
"Yes, you're right. We just added a new batch of blacklisted and blocked words."
"Oh, I'll have them expand the blacklist. It's almost full."
"Also, what you said is not impossible. I will ask the backstage to check if there are any water army."
"Also, don't panic. I don't have the time to check your account registration information. Besides, my family is a legitimate business and we don't do anything illegal."
"Hahaha, you don't know what the young master has done for the purity of the barrage."
"So inspiring, so inspiring."
"Who would have thought that today's live broadcast theme would be checking scores?"
"Isn't this just Yan Xianjue's version of a verbal battle with a group of haters?"
"Okay, okay, I didn't catch up with the literary inquisition, but I did catch up with the online version of it, right? I can only say good things in this live broadcast room."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "Yes, Master, I can't stand seeing dirty things."
*
At first, everyone else, including Shen Fangli, wanted to say a few words on behalf of Yan Xianjue.
They soon discovered that there was no room for them to perform.
Because before they open their mouths, they have to think of ways to cover up the corners of their mouths that are constantly rising.
Lei Xuan is very serious as a variety show director.
He swore that he wouldn't laugh easily, but sometimes he really couldn't hold it back.
He turned his head away, avoiding the live camera, and his body shook with laughter.
He whispered to Yao Weiwan next to him, “I said Shen Fangli must have smeared arsenic on her mouth last night.”
Yao Weiwan suddenly showed a frightened expression.
Then he looked at Lei Xuan with a complicated expression, as if he was looking at a corpse.
Lei Xuan was still unaware and sighed: "You have a really good sense of humour. Try to do a comedy in the future."
Yao Weiwan: “…”
Yao Weiwan closed his eyes in pain. For a moment, he suspected that he would lose his partner today.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yao Weiwan: “…”
Yao Weiwan couldn't bear to tell him this cruel truth.
But... the sooner you die, the sooner you can be reborn, right? Maybe eighteen years later, Lei Xuan will be able to partner with him again.
His lips moved a few times, and he squeezed out a few broken words: "Lei Xuan, you didn't turn off the microphone just now."
Lei Xuan froze, his pupils dilated instantly.
After a moment, a look of horror appeared on his face.
Think back to what you just said.
Lei Xuan closed his eyes peacefully in an instant.
He really couldn't imagine what the barrage would be like now.
"He really made me cry!"
"What is reality? This is reality!"
"The director actually sacrificed himself for the sake of truth! Three seconds of silence for the director."
"...Wait, are you being sincere in your silent mourning upstairs?"
"Look at his crying faces with a laughing cry in the middle. Do you think he can be sincere?"
"Yan Xianjue and Shen Fangli's expressions are so calm."
"The kind of calmness that makes one's hair stand on end?"
Lei Xuan also thought of Yan Xianjue.
He secretly opened one eye, but still didn't dare to look at Yan Xianjue directly.
Then he saw a unified expression of silence on the faces of all the guests.
It was much more solemn than when he visited the grave.
Lei Xuan: “…”
"What's with that look on your face! Take it back!"
"What do you mean take it back?" Yan Xianjue's voice sounded faintly.
Originally, they were planning to fire back a barrage of comments, but Yan Xianjue finished the whole job by himself. Without giving them time to say a word, the brothers Zhao Jiajin and Zhao Jiaxuan tacitly made a zipper gesture with their mouths.
Jiang Xinyi looked at the barrage with a mixture of laughter and tears.
"Director Lei, please turn back!"
"Lei Xuan: A real man never looks back at an explosion."
"But I feel like if he doesn't turn around, he's going to get blown up."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Lei Xuan! Danger!"
"Lei Dao is facing the greatest crisis since his birth!"
"Boss Lei sold his property overnight to redeem the victim."
"It's not time to rush tonight. It's only a little after nine in the morning. Lei Xuan will be in pieces by night."
Amid the calls from the barrage, Lei Xuan turned around with a wry smile.
Seeing Yan Xianjue and Shen Fangli sitting calmly in their seats, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha," he laughed awkwardly, "just a joke, sorry."
Yan Xianjue nodded calmly: "It's okay."
"Oh my god, is Yan Xianjue such a good-tempered person?"
At this moment, a golden comment from a viewer named Zhou flashed by: "Why don't we continue watching?"
Lei Xuan caught sight of this comment out of the corner of his eye and took a deep breath.
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