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Chapter 45 Script?

in this world.

Every day, every hour, every minute, every second...all kinds of strange things are happening.

They are illogical, irrational, and a little bit unbelievable.

When it happens, it usually comes as no more than a minor surprise to the person involved.

After all, there is nothing new under the sun.

In the Internet age, people are more knowledgeable and experienced, and everyone has some mental problems to some extent.

However, at this moment, Liu Dali's sudden backwards flight made more than 100 million people in Dongda University dumbfounded at the same time.

Even the comments and comments in the four live broadcast rooms, which were refreshing at the speed of light, were still for about five seconds...

immediately.

It is the "turbulent", "swift", "tremendous" and seemingly "endless" rain of question marks.

【? ? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

【? 】

【? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

【what happened? 】

【? ? ? 】

【what? 】

[Ahh? ? ]

【? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

[It seems like he was... flicked away by Xiao Yu's finger...]

[Too fast…]

【ha? 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

The same as the total number of netizens in the four live broadcast rooms is close to 150 million.

The crowd at the scene was also stunned.

"What the hell?"

"Walter?"

"I winked too!"

"How did it fly out..."

"I didn't see it clearly. It was too fast."

"What the hell?"

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, did you see it clearly? Oh... yes, there is no one in my live broadcast room..."

Dafei slammed on the brakes, his face full of disbelief.

Xiao Guanguan simply collapsed to the ground and pinched his face subconsciously.

"impossible!"

Chen Banxian stood up in shock, and the selfie stick with four mobile phones on it fell to the ground with a "click", and he was completely unaware of it.

Xiao Yu, who was standing in the middle of the ring, completely ignored any external movements, and still maintained the "Ip Man squat" posture, repeating in a cold voice: "Who's the second one?"

"..."

“…cough…cough cough cough cough…”

Liu Dali trembled and woke up from a brief faint. After coughing violently a few times, he regained consciousness. Just as he was about to get up instinctively, his brain recalled what had just happened.

Then, he raised his head as if he had seen a ghost and looked at Xiao Yu: "What did you do?!"

Xiao Yu had a blank expression on his face: "Loser, go down."

"You...I was shot?" Sitting up in horror, Liu Dali nervously checked his aching chest.

Xiao Yu: "...Loser, go down."

In fact, Xiao Yu did not knock the opponent away with a finger snap.

Because that kind of force, combined with the "sharp" fingers, is enough to penetrate the opponent's entire sternum.

He just pointed his middle finger horizontally and "pushed" the other person out.

"Next, are you up?" Seeing that Liu Dali had no response, Xiao Yu turned to look at Dafei who was not far away from the stage.

"..." Dafei's eyes flickered, and he remained silent without answering.

He was very surprised.

When did Xiao Yu bribe his students...

"You...you...bounced me away?" Liu Dali realized it later and recalled the whole process. His breathing began to quicken: "How...how is it possible..."

"what???"

Upon hearing this, the huge scene was in an uproar.

"Bounced?"

"Fingers?"

"Good fellow! Why don't you say that he used telekinesis to throw you away?"

"Shock me for a hundred years..." "What are you doing? You don't even want to act?"

"I would have believed you if you said he punched you and sent you flying."

"Crazy."

"Actually, you could be more serious..."

"It's a good way to play, isn't it?"

"Are you guys fooling idiots here?"

"Huh? Why are the number of people in my live broadcast room back again?"

But the joy of this surprised anchor only lasted ten seconds.

As Chen Banxian came to his senses and hurriedly picked up the selfie stick, a large number of netizens "flowed back" again...

In the arena.

As the "party involved", Liu Dali seemed to be completely oblivious to the overwhelming voices of doubt from below the stage. He just looked at Xiao Yu in despair, his lips turning pale and his voice trembling: "You...you..."

"What?" Xiao Yu frowned.

"Are you a human or a ghost..." A great fear that is difficult to describe in any words swept through Liu Dali's body.

"...Do you want to fight again?" Xiao Yu asked.

Liu Dali was shocked instantly, and stood up without hesitation, turned around, and jumped off the stage. He even fell because of his unstable center of gravity.

"Uncle, your acting is a bit scary, isn't it?" An anchor who was closest to the audience exclaimed in amazement.

Liu Dali got up again and looked at the other person with a pale face.

Want to say something.

But my mind was in a mess.

His logic told him that it was impossible for him, a living adult weighing more than 150 pounds, to be flicked away by a single finger.

But this incident happened so strangely...

The cognition, worldview, and rationality of more than 50 years collided fiercely with the objective reality, which aroused his instinctive fear as an animal...

"..."

Opened his mouth.

In the end, Liu Dali still couldn't utter a word and stumbled into the crowd.

Amidst the strange looks from many bloggers and the public, he sat down on the ground, panting heavily. His mind went blank.

[What the hell? This old man's acting is outrageous?]

[It’s still a bit exaggerated. ]

[What they are doing is outrageous. They should just bring up Qigong Master Yan Fang.]

【Best Actor! Super Best Actor! 】

[How much did this veteran actor get for this performance? ]

[No wonder this guy came here by helicopter...]

[Then there is a very strange question here. Why did he beat up Chen Banxian just now? ]

[It's a classic example of first suppressing and then praising. ]

[+1! So they are all scammers after all this trouble.]

[Has Fei Ge also become a liar? 】

【666666】

[Why do I feel like this old man doesn’t act? ]

[This matter has attracted too much attention from the entire network, so there must be capital involved. And capital is a thing, well, those who understand will understand...]

offstage.

Chen Banxian looked at Xiao Yu in doubt and uncertainty, while nervously scrolling through the comments section of the live broadcast room. His brain was working rapidly.

"..."

'Could it be...'

As time went by, he seemed to gradually understand everything...

He raised his head again and looked at Xiao Yu, his eyes bright.

'Is there a big boss who wants to make Xiaoyu a martial arts superstar? ! '

'Are all those who have come to power dragging their feet?!'

'The whole script?'

Chen Banxian was lost in thought.

Da Fei has already taken a step and walked towards the ring.

Behind him was an assistant holding four mobile phones and broadcasting live.

"Clap clap clap-"

After a few strong knocks of his gloves, Da Fei jumped onto the ring in the spotlight and stared directly at Xiao Yu.