Chapter 457
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
457 The mysterious person in the livestream room, the show preliminaries (2)
âYouâre not playing games? Then should I do homework for you guys on a live broadcast?â Meng Fu looked at the comments and thought for a while. She threw her phone on the table and asked su di to get her homework for the day.
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[ I beg you, please do something. ]
[ no way, no way, ning still has to do her homework? ]
[ brother Fu, brother Fu, just look up and chat with us. ]
Meng Fu took the paper from su de and looked up. chat? â Thatâs fine too.â
[ yeah, how do you know how to drive? didnât you not have a driverâs license before? ]
At the mention of the video that had been on the hot search a few days ago, the fans collectively got excited and asked her about her car racing one after another.
[ that suspended 360-degree turn, how did you learn it? ]
[ Iâm also from a racing Club, and I say that this level of 360-degree rotation is not something that ordinary people can do. If youâre not careful, youâll get into trouble. ]
[ Iâll add one to the Racing Club. Although Iâm envious of brother Fuâs action, I wonât do it. ]
[ want to learn, hand-disabled +1 ]
[ brother Fu must have practiced for a long time for this. Heartache (tears) ]
[ brother Fu, how did you do this so quickly? ]
The bullet screen was filled with comments about the audition.
At this time, most people would talk about how difficult it was to practice driving and encourage their fans-
Meng Fu looked at the bullet screen and rolled the test paper in his hand into a cylinder. He tapped his other hand from time to time and raised his eyebrows.âYou guys arenât very good? Isnât this something that can be done with hands?â
The field was too small, and she didnât even have the time to perform her best drift.
A 360-degree turn on the spot was a basic skill for professional players who had participated in the king of racing.
The comments-
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[ thank you, brother Fu, for the storm of question marks. ]
[ brother Fu, shut up. ]
[ please donât treat this as an idolâs behavior as a fan ]
[please donât treat this as an idolâs behavior as a fan]
Someone had already gone on Weibo to @ SC and asked him to take care of it.
Meng Fu read it and was speechless.
Infuriating fans, youâd better go to Zhou University.
In the live broadcast, Meng Fuâs phone rang. Seeing that it was su Chengâs phone, she picked it up and leaned back on the sofa.âBrother Cheng.â
On the other end of the phone, su Cheng could still see the video that Zhao fan had sent him. He was having a headache when he saw Meng Fuâs fans. Zhao fan told me everything.
Meng Fu,â...â Is my service attitude not good?â
If he didnât allow her to play, she wouldnât.
He also did not allow her to do her homework.
Alright, I wonât write.
Alright, she couldnât even speak now.
âDid you eat tonight?â Su Cheng walked to the window.
âNot yet,â Meng Fu leaned against the sofa, feeling weak.
Su Chengâs tone softened, and he did not blame her. He just smiled.âYes, letâs livestream our meal.â
The live broadcast lasted for an hour. In the last half an hour, Meng Fu live-streamed his meal.
The sumptuous dinner in Jiangsu was appetizing.
At 9:30 pm, the one-hour livestream had just ended. Meng Fu had just finished his last bite of food and raised his head to bid farewell to his fans. this timeâs livestream is over. See you next time ~ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The fans were very touched by her beautiful meal in the second half an hour. One by one, they opened the comment area and said goodbye and goodnight ...
Before he could type out the âgoodbye,â the live broadcast was closed with a âPA.â
[ see you next time, brother Fu ]
[ good night. ]
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[ straight girl closed??? ]
[ scumbag ]
[ Iâll run after Iâm done ]
[ when the assistant called just now, those long legs were not his. So, who is it? ]
In the dark livestream room, only a group of fans were left chatting in the comment area.
After the livestream ended, â Meng Fuâs livestream â and â the mysterious person in Meng Fuâs livestream room â became the hot search again.
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The entertainment industry was like a magnifying microscope, especially this group of netizens.
However, this time, they looked through all the photos on the internet, but they couldnât find the legs that were taken in the live broadcast room.
Some people even found out the model of the pants and recognized that it was a luxury brandâs haute couture. This kind of haute couture was unique and private. Although they knew it was haute couture, they could not find out who ordered it.
It was common for Meng Fu to be on the hot search now, and Zhao Fan was not surprised. However, he was very touched when he saw that Meng Fu could stream the last half of the show.
She scrolled through the hot search and went through all the comments and Weibo under â the mysterious person in Meng Fuâs live streaming room â. Seeing that no one had identified Yi Tong, Zhao Fan heaved a sigh of relief.
He hoped that the netizens would quickly forget about this haute couture pants and Yi Tongâs legs.
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Time passed very quickly in the set of mutation 3.
Very soon, it was time for the last live broadcast of â escape from the haunted house â.
escape from the haunted house â was an online variety show that was only broadcasted on the internet.
The broadcast time was 10 pm on Friday night.
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Meng Fu was filming âmutation 3â and should be on his way back with Zhao fan. Su Huang and su de were sitting in the living room, waiting for Meng Fuâs variety show.
Ten O âclock.
It played on time. As soon as it was played, the synchronized bullet comments on the screen began to Show âfirst â,â first â,âbrother Fu, Iâm hereâ and other similar bullet comments.
The front was full of behind-the-scenes highlights and a review of the previous episode.
Then, the three groups entered the haunted house.
Meng Fu and Qin Hao were in one group, he Miao and Guo an, Bai Hongling and Kang Zhiming.
Meng Fuâs group sat at the table right at the start of the show. The lights flickered, and the special effects of the festival Group were very scary. A paper figurine suddenly floated past and the special effects of the festival Group made a â bang â sound. The audience watching the live broadcast was shocked.
The lights were very dim, and the viewers were so shocked that they could not react in time. The scene changed, and they saw Meng Fu and Qin Hao each holding a cup of tea. They sat at the table and leisurely drank tea under the flashing lights. Later, they added violin background music for the two.
[ pfft, hahahahaha ]
[ paper man: can you guys show me some respect?? ]
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A minute later, the screen switched to he Miaoâs side again. He Miao and Guo an were deciphering the puzzle when the vase suddenly fell down. He was so frightened that he grabbed Guo anâs arm tightly.
The program team had deliberately edited it into three different atmospheres. When it came to Guo an and Bai Honglingâs groups, it was nervous and exciting. When it came to Meng Fuâs group, it became a health food broadcast.
Soon, Guo an found Meng Fu and brought them out of the corridor.
Guo an picked up a piece of paper by the corridor door, and the camera paused for a close-up of the paper. All the audience members saw the logical math problem.
[ we can only wait for sister Crimson and brother Zhiming to come. Haha, itâs obviously their PA. ]
Naturally, the showâs editing would not include the thirty minutes they had waited for.
Only a few scenes were cut.
A few minutes later, the camera shifted to Bai hongling. She came out of the secret room with Kang Zhiming and walked toward the corridor.
[ the production team is too manipulative. In such a dark environment, they even gave a question that only the two of them could solve. Isnât it too much to support Bai Hongling and Kang Zhiming? I feel bad for Meng Fu and Qin Hao. ]
[ brother Hao is in a hurry. Let him out. ]
It was at this time that Meng Fu told he Miao â 4587 â and asked him to try the password.
[ from the beginning to the end, she didnât even use a pen to calculate. When Zhimingâs brother and the others came, she wanted to find a sense of existence. ]
[ why did the production team give so many shots of Meng Fu? they only find her annoying. Why canât they film more of Hong Luan and the others solving the problem? ]
[ Hong Luan has already figured out the password, but she still wants to interfere. How annoying. ]
[ delete the password she guessed. Well done, Guo an! ]
[ I really donât know why Meng Fu would participate in a show like this. He canât help at all, and heâs just trying to make his presence known. Other than he Miao, who else in âhaunted houseâ isnât a college graduate? She didnât feel awkward at all. ]