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Chapter 7 Hello, I'm here to get some traffic (Part )
[What? Another pair of jade feet?! ]

[Is today's banquet a full banquet? 】

[Cloth shoes! Cloth shoes are great! They have a retro and mellow taste! ]

[But this pair of cloth shoes seems to be broken. I wonder if some strange bacteria will get in...]

[Mad, can you little brats just die? ]

[Please speed up to watch the movie *******]

During the lively "discussion" in the live broadcast room, the assistant who was filming with his mobile phone naturally noticed the extra person and subconsciously moved the camera upwards.

Then he saw a young man wearing a white robe in ancient style with the words "Wendaomen" embroidered on his chest, looking at his boss, Dafei.

"...Brother, is there something wrong?" Dafei stopped teaching and looked up and down at the visitor with a puzzled look.

"You must be the anchor Dafei from Tiaole." Xiao Yu looked straight ahead and asked, "Were you a Sanda athlete from a certain province in the East Region?"

"Yes, it's me. What do you want?"

"Let me introduce myself." Xiao Yu flicked his sleeves and turned to look at the camera: "My last name is Xiao and my given name is Yu. I am a master of traditional martial arts and a descendant of the Daodao Sect. The audience in the live broadcast room are dancing. You can find me by searching 'Daodao Sect·Xiao Yu' on P站 and Slow Hand. I..."

"Wait a minute, buddy!" Da Fei interrupted Xiao Yu: "There's no such thing as advertising!"

"I didn't advertise, I just took advantage of the traffic."

"Damn! It's not convenient for me to rub it here." Da Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed to the bottom of the boxing ring and made a "please" gesture: "Brother, if you have nothing to do, please go down. Don't disturb my live broadcast, OK?"

"Something happened." Xiao Yu began to roll up his long sleeves.

"what's up?"

"Kick the gym."

"..."

"I will challenge you in front of all the viewers in your live broadcast room. I will let you understand what real kung fu is."

"...Dude, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"I specialize in exposing fake traditional martial arts!"

"I'm looking for you. Don't think that just because I've exposed a few liars, you think that the martial arts that have been passed down in my East District since ancient times are all scams." Xiao Yu rolled up his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Da Fei expressionlessly: "As a disciple of the Taoist sect, I came down the mountain this time on the order of my master to broaden the horizons of the people of the world."

"..."

"..."

"...Wait a moment."

After being stunned for about a second, Da Fei reacted and quickly grabbed the assistant's phone, raised his index and middle fingers to the camera: "Fuck, brothers, do something big! But I swear! This is definitely not a script! I really don't know this idiot."

【Do you think I believe it? 】

【Do you think he will guess it? 】

[Wow, new concept teaching! It’s starting to integrate into the plot! ]

[Let's just take it as real. You can continue acting. It's good.]

[They are all wearing ancient costumes! The crew is really thoughtful. 】

[That’s right! You finally found the traffic password…]

Da Fei’s boxing gym is not big.

See there is excitement.

Everyone, including students, offline fans, staff, and even the cleaning ladies, came over one after another to watch the show.

Many people also took out their mobile phones to conduct “multi-camera” shooting.

"Clap clap clap..."

Reaching out his hand, he "elegantly" and "coolly" brushed off the non-existent dust on his white robe. Xiao Yu looked down at the crowd below the ring, then looked at Da Fei and said, "What do you think? Do you accept my challenge? If you don't dare to accept it, I'll leave immediately."

"Don't go! Accept it! I accept it so much!"

Fearing that Xiao Yu would run away, the anchor Da Fei suddenly raised his hand and gave orders: "That, that, that whoever it is, you! Hurry up and lock the door for me! Lock it! Weld it shut! Yes! Nail the windows, too, and the sewers..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Many onlookers laughed out loud.

The venue began to be filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Excuse me, senior!" As a popular anchor, Da Fei naturally knows how to create a good show. He bowed deeply to Xiao Yu, with a serious expression: "Are you practicing Tai Chi? Five Whips? Or Iron Sand Palm? I can beat them all... I have sparred with many of them."

"Is the Tai Chi practiced by the swindlers the same as the Tai Chi practiced by the real martial artists from the famous and upright sects?" Xiao Yu sneered: "I said, a few swindlers cannot represent traditional martial arts."

"I see!" Da Fei suddenly realized and bowed again: "May I ask, Senior, which famous and upright sect are you from? Oh, by the way, what sect did you say you were from just now?"

"Ask the door."

"Oh, right! The Dao Sect... The Dao Sect?! The Dao?!" Da Fei was suddenly shocked: "What the hell! Senior, are you a cultivator?!"

【…】

[Your acting is even more fake than the rural dramas my grandfather watched on Slow Hand.]

【What is the hook eight expansion? 】

【Ha ha ha ha……】

[Ordinary Kung Fu can no longer satisfy the market. 】

【...】

【(*I`*)】【Boring. This is a rubbish joke... How low is your sense of humor? I want to see the jade feet. 】

【Attention! The Frustrated Imp has arrived at the battlefield! 】

[“Little Swallow in the Clouds” sent a gift—Cloud Piercing Arrow*1]

【Continue. I love watching.】

"Thank you, Sister Yan Zi, for your cloud-piercing arrows!" Da Fei shouted loudly, and then continued to immerse himself in the play, bowing to Xiao Yu in fear and trepidation: "Senior, it's really not necessary. We are just mortals playing around, you should return to the mountains and practice Taoism. I admit that your traditional martial arts are awesome. Someone, come! Lift the roof! Let the immortals fly back to the mountains on their swords!"

Also for the sake of fame, Xiao Yu was of course happy to "add drama" and swung his long sleeves again: "If it's not a sect with the word 'Tao' in it, all of them are cultivating immortals. I'm talking about the Tao sect, which is an ancient martial arts inheritance."

"Ah - the inheritance of ancient martial arts... Is this the legendary 'ancient martial arts sect'?"

"That's right." Xiao Yu nodded.

"You're practicing some ancient martial arts that's even more awesome than 'traditional martial arts'?"

"Yes."

"Hmm..." After a moment's silence, Da Fei bowed and said in a more sincere tone: "Senior, why don't you just say that you are a cultivator? After traditional martial arts were destroyed by us, the circle now...specializes in beating up ancient martial arts."

"Hahahahaha..."

There were more people laughing in the boxing gym.

Xiao Yu looked around and said in a cold tone: "Ancient martial arts sect, what's so funny about that? Anyone who doesn't agree can come up and fight..."

"Stop it, stop it, bro! Stop making fun of me!" Anchor Da Fei interrupted: "I can hold back when I hit you. If they all come at me, you'll die without making a sound."

"Only a hundred people..." Xiao Yu raised the corners of his mouth coldly: "They have to have the ability to get close to me."

The boxing gym fell silent for a moment.

Dafei: “…”

Da Fei: "... Damn! So you came here to scam me!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahaha--"

"it is good!"

"Clap clap clap-"

Accompanied by laughter, the "response" at the scene was enthusiastic.

One gentleman even clapped his hands. It was like a skit.

[Tsk tsk. The joke is clever. Dafei, you are such a big guy, you can also make jokes? ]

【Ha ha ha ha……】

【Looks good! Keep going! 】

[Brother Fei, when did you learn to be a supporting actor? ]

[The acting is good, but to be honest, it's useless. It's not as good as the Spring Festival Gala.]

[I really thought he was here to challenge the club! It turns out he is a black guy! ]

【Hahaha……】

[“Little Swallow in the Clouds” sent a gift—Cloud Piercing Arrow*1]

[Sister Yan really loves Brother Fei. She even rewards Brother Fei for taking a shit.]

[“I love Sister Yan” was kicked out of the live broadcast room. 】

【…】

Standing on the boxing ring, Xiao Yu waited for a long time.

When the laughter died down, he waved his hand with a dull look: "Let's stop chatting here. Humans are creatures like this, they never hide their ignorance."

"Ha ha--"

The crowd, who had just calmed down for a while, started laughing again.

"Alright, alright, alright, let's hold it in for a while." Rubbing his slightly sore cheeks, Da Fei tightened his mouth and asked, "Brother, do you have any other work to do?"

"……What's the meaning."

"If not, let's just leave it at that. We won't make a fuss anymore." Returning to the serious state, Da Fei took a step forward, put his arm around Xiao Yu's shoulders, and faced the camera: "Are you my fan? I knew you were playing a female role. You played well, and the track you chose was creative! Maybe you can become popular. My friends in the live broadcast room! Come! Search for Xiao Yu on the Dao Men! If you think he's interesting, go and follow this old man..."

"Snapped!"

Xiao Yu slapped the host Dafei's hand hard, his eyes cold.

"Idiots. Do you think I'm kidding you?"

The smile on Dafei's face froze instantly.

The laughter at the scene also stopped abruptly...

【? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

【? 】

【? ? 】

In the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room, there were many question marks...

……

(End of this chapter)