Chapter 761: The Scholar Meets the Soldier, and the Reason Is Hard to Explain
"Director Kong, I really..."
"Don't talk too much, I'm annoyed by you." Kong Xiyan made a gesture to keep quiet, turned around and left.
[Debtor: Maybe my values are not right, but I actually think we should support Village Chief Xiao Kong.]
[People are just two strokes: I'm annoying him, but he makes six figures a day! What kind of Shancai boy is this! Director Kong, please bother me! I want to make six figures a day too!]
[Dian Dian is healthier: Do you have to slap yourself in the face so quickly? How can life be the same for everyone? This boss makes six figures a day, I'd feel guilty if he didn't give me a hard time!]
Fresh Graduates Job Hunting Online: Can you please stop? Just a few bucks is enough to make you grovel like this? You've never seen money, have you? I just can't stand this kind of harassment! Where are your morals, where is your bottom line, and where is your job search email?! Village Chief Kong, are you annoying me now? I want a six-figure daily salary too! Look at the kids!]
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The live broadcast room instantly turned into a job-hunting site, with countless people begging for the same position, even turning into pallu and rolling it up.
[University Monk: I don't need a six-figure daily salary, a six-figure monthly salary is fine too!]
[A three thousand yuan monthly salary is a waste of time: Me! Village Chief Xiao Kong, look at me! A six-figure annual salary is enough for me!]
Why haven't mosquitoes been eradicated yet? They're ruining the market, get rid of them!
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Gradually, the style of the live broadcast room changed again.
[Cun Tianli Mie Zaoba: Am I the only one curious about how Xiao Ye made Village Chief Xiao Kong annoy him? ]
[Chopped Pepper Fish: I'm bothered by him, but he's making six figures a day?]
[Desperate anchor: I used to scoff at it, but now I learn frame by frame!]
The number of people in Xiaoye’s live broadcast room is increasing, setting a new record for the same type of live broadcast room.
"That's why it has to be Director Kong!" Director Liu was so excited that his palms were sweating.
Although Xiaoye’s live broadcast room was very popular yesterday, the popularity of the Internet is changing rapidly, and it has shown a straight downward trend since early this morning.
Director Liu was hesitating whether to tell Director Kong to remove two cameras. After all, it costs money to turn on the cameras, and there is also the trouble of transferring personnel.
Who knew that Director Kong could bring the heat back with just a few words?
"Let's take this opportunity to release the first quick-cut video and see how netizens react. Maybe it can boost the popularity a bit." Director Liu thought for a moment and said meaningfully, "Director Kong really has a sharp eye for people! Xiaoye is really going to be famous!"
The staff nearby also nodded, and looked at Xiao Ye with a little warmth in their eyes.
They witnessed the rise of a new star.
Xiao Ye noticed the burning gazes of the crowd and sighed helplessly.
This Xiyan... is so naughty.
Turning his head, Xiao Ye looked in the direction of the haunted house.
I wonder if Meng Xichao got the things?
"Bomb Man, don't leave yet." Zhong Yanyong stared at a crooked painting on the wall: "I always feel like there's something behind this painting."
"What's that?" Kong Yizhuo looked back.
"Don't you think this picture looks abrupt?" Zhong Yanyong said, looking around. "If I were to use code as an example, it's like a 7 mixed in among a bunch of 0s and 1s. It's so weird."
"You'd better speak in a reasonable way." Kong Yizhuo rolled his eyes at Zhong Yanyong and looked at the painting, comparing it with the other exhibits. "Indeed, there are some problems with both the visual focus and the uniformity of the horizontal lines."
"Take the painting down." Zhong Yanyong reached out and pushed Kong Yizhuo on the back.
"Why me?"
"Because I'm scared." Zhong Yanyong spread his hands.
"Aren't you bold now?"
"A real man can bend and stretch. I will be the same if I go out and become Zhong Dadan again."
"Do you think I want to pay attention to you?"
"Go ahead and take it! I really don't dare!" Zhong Yanyong pushed Kong Yizhuo back again. "Next time my sister hits you, can't I help you stop her?"
"You don't think I'm you, do you?" Kong Yizhuo sneered, "I don't get beaten often."
"I don't get beaten often!" Zhong Yanyong shook Kong Yizhuo's arm: "You're the best and it's not enough!"
"Tsk." Kong Yizhuo rolled his eyes at him and walked over to take down the painting, only to see a bare earthen wall. "There's nothing there."
"How could that be?" Zhong Yanyong felt a little strange. He reached out and touched the wall. "Ever since I started hanging out with my sister, my premonitions have never been wrong."
"Tsk." Kong Yizhuo shook his head, looking speechless.
This big fool does things based on his feelings.
I really don't know how he is still alive.
"Bomb Man, give me a bomb and I will blow up this wall." Zhong Yanyong stretched out his hand towards Kong Yizhuo.
"Are you sick? This is a confined space. People might die!" Kong Yizhuo said as he handed a small firecracker to Zhong Yanyong: "Use this. Secure it with tape and just blow a hole."
"Okay." Zhong Yanyong held the wall with his hands, preparing to find a suitable place to fix the firecracker.
Here, Meng Xichao took great pains to escape from the hands of that group of dedicated NPCs, and finally found the correct location based on the map location given by the Master.
Then he saw Zhong Yanyong lighting a fire: "I exploded?"
"Explode!" Kong Yizhuo nodded.
"Hey! What are you doing!" Meng Xi was stunned and rushed over. Just as he was about to stop them, he saw Zhong Yanyong light the fuse.
Meng Xichao quickly reached out to knock out the sparks, but the fuse was much faster than he expected, and the firecracker started to smoke after just one knock.
Meng Xichao hurriedly pulled off the fixing tape. Just as he took off the firecracker, he heard a "bang" and the firecracker exploded.
Meng Xichao looked at his fingertips, which were red and swollen from being broken, and his face darkened: "Do you even know what you are doing? You..."
Before Meng Xichao could finish his words, Zhong Yanyong scolded him: "Are you sick? Pulling a firecracker with your bare hands! Do you know that if this were a bomb, your whole hand would be broken!"
"You have no brains! Even if you try to scam someone, you wouldn't do it like this! You don't really think you can win over my sister this way? You loser!" Kong Yizhuo looked at Meng Xichao with disgust.
"You!" Meng Xi laughed at the two naughty kids who were angry at her. "Just so you know, it was you who played with something this dangerous in a confined space!"
"If this were anything dangerous, your hand would be more than just red and swollen," Kong Yizhuo said. "I specifically picked the smallest one and handed it to him. Are you questioning my understanding of gunpowder ratios, or my safety awareness?"
"There are always people who rush out to lecture without understanding the situation." Zhong Yanyong frowned and said, "Mind your own business!"
"?" Meng Xichao felt for the first time what it was like for a scholar to meet a soldier, and he couldn't explain himself clearly.
He was furious and clenched his swollen hand into a fist and punched the wall that Zhong Yanyong wanted to blow up.
At this moment, a "ding" sound came from inside the wall.
Then, a cold electronic sound echoed throughout the haunted house.
【Self-destruction system has been activated.】
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