"Brother Hao doesn't have many harsh words!”
"I just like to see the way the guests criticize the production team.”
"Of all the guests in the mushroom house, other than Teacher Huang and Teacher He, only I, Bai, dare to criticize the program team like this. Big Hua and Peng Peng's variety show needs to be strengthened.”
"Previous poster, make it clear. What do you mean by you're white? Don't snatch my husband away.”
"The two above, please don't add more scenes to yourself!”
"I can't afford to offend the big boss of the Axe Gang.”
"Now, we'll have to see how the production team deals with it. If we give it to them, we'll break the rules. If we don't give it to them, the public will be furious!”
Peng Peng and Da Hua were no longer sitting in the gazebo. Teacher Huang and Teacher He were confronting the production team. On the first day of the life they had been looking forward to, there was already a battle between the guests and the production team. It was such a hot topic. The camera would definitely revolve around them. No matter how young and ignorant the two of them were, they knew that if they did not participate, there would definitely be no cameras.
Huang Lei looked at his watch and said," I'll record the time for you. Five seconds have passed.”
The five people from Mushroom Hut surrounded him. The director finally couldn't take it anymore and raised his hands in surrender." Okay, okay, okay. I can give you the wine and a box of it, but Bai Hao wants to write a poem in exchange.”
"Poetry? Wang Zhengyu, you're too unkind. Aren't you making things difficult for me?”Huang Lei refused. He still didn't know what had happened in the paddy field in the afternoon.
He Jiong and the others laughed.
"Baibai, what do you think?"
"No problem. It's just a poem. How about this? It's 6 o'clock now. I'll give you an answer before 9 o'clock.”Bai Hao naturally wasn't afraid. Tang poetry, Song poetry, Yuan Qu, whether it was describing people, scenery, or objects, there was everything.
However, it was easy to write a poem, but it was not so simple to adapt to the situation. It was not like spring had passed and summer was coming. He could not just write a poem like " Spring in Qin Garden: Snow ". This was not how plagiarism should be done, so he had to think about which poem was more suitable.
The director was stunned. So fast? He sized Bai Hao up suspiciously for a long time." I'm talking about an original ancient poem. Are you sure you can finish it in three hours?”
In history, which poet would not rack their brains to compose a poem? Every word and every sentence would be changed over and over again. The director had originally prepared to give Bai Hao three days. At his age, it would be very impressive if he could write an ancient poem in three days.
"Xiao Bai, don't fall for it. This old man is trying to trick you.”Huang Lei was anxious. This was a live broadcast, and there were so many viewers watching. If Bai Hao couldn't do what he said, his image would collapse.
He Jiong pulled Huang Lei and whispered a few words into his ear. In fact, he was telling him what happened in the afternoon. Although He Jiong was also worried, he believed that Bai Hao was not an arrogant person.
"Three hours is enough."
After confirming it again and again, the director could only agree. However, he did not think much of it. He did not think that he could write a good poem in three hours at all. At the same time, he delayed the signing of the contract. An amateur whose character had collapsed was not good for the production team. The director was even considering how to get rid of Bai Hao later.
As for the live broadcast room, it was already filled with boos.
"He's getting cocky. It's only the first day and he's already getting cocky. Does he really think he's a scoundrel? Writing an ancient poem in three hours? Does he think he's a literary star?”
"That's normal. After all, he's an amateur. He just wants to be in the limelight in front of a group of celebrities.”
"It hasn't even been a day, and my character has already collapsed.”
"Teacher Huang's expression has changed. If it wasn't for Teacher He, he would have rushed up to beat Bai Hao up.”
"Bai Hao could have gotten lost a long time ago. He's always posturing!”
There were many people in the world who were psychologically twisted. Even if they were doing badly, they could not bear to see others doing well. Bai Hao had participated in the recording as an amateur, which made many people unhappy. However, they had never found an opportunity. Now that they saw him courting death, they immediately jumped out and stepped on him, showing how prescient they were.
Bai Hao was not like other celebrities. It was his first day in front of the public. Even those who claimed to be his fans did not know him. Therefore, when faced with the scolding of the keyboard warriors, they did not have the confidence to organize a resistance.
Just as the group of keyboard warriors were cursing wantonly, a colorful bullet screen with special effects suddenly floated across the live broadcast room.
"A bunch of trash. Should I say that you don't know anything and are fearless? Or should I say that you're bold and not afraid of death? You don't know anything and dare to speak nonsense here.”
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the bullet screen. The bullet screen was prefixed with the words " National Husband V ". The account that added the V had been verified by the higher-ups of the live broadcast room. It was absolutely impossible for it to be fake.
Everyone knew who the national husband was. Although Young Master Wang was not good-looking, his family was too rich. Most importantly, Wan Da cinemas were spread all over the country. If the entertainment industry wanted to arrange a movie, everyone had to look at Wang Jianlin's face. Therefore, Young Master Wang's popularity in the entertainment industry was not lower than that of celebrities.
Now, Young Master Wang was openly standing up for Bai Hao, and it seemed that Bai Hao had some unknown background.
Heavens!
After a short period of silence, the live broadcast room exploded!
"Oh my god, am I seeing things? Did Young Master Wang speak up for Bai Hao?"
"Could it be that Bai Hao is also a second-generation heir?"
"For Young Master Wang to appear, Bai Hao's background shouldn't be weaker than the Wang family's, right? Why haven't I heard of him before?”
"Maybe he's keeping a low profile."
"Low profile? Would a rich second-generation heir keep a low profile? You seem to be teasing me!"
"Oh my God, my husband is a rich second-generation heir? I beg the Truth Emperor to step forward…"
Rich second-generation heir?
Looking at the bullet comments, Young Master Wang almost laughed to death. Their poverty had really limited their thinking. If they dared to slander a scholar, they would probably feel that they were tired of living. It should be known that the fans of celebrities were almost all young people. However, Bai Hao's fans spanned across all levels. There were otakus who liked online literature, female fans who liked romance and pure love, and middle-aged and elderly people who liked martial arts. There were hundreds of millions of fans. A single curse from each person could cause the keyboard warrior's computer to crash.
Young Master Wang was looking forward to how Bai Hao would slap his face. He looked so excited that it was as if he was the one slapping the keyboard warrior instead of Bai Hao.
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