Xu Xiaoyao and the audience in the live broadcast room were shocked.
Half of the village's elders were here.
It was said that Xu Jingfeng looked like the hero who fought against the Japanese pirates decades ago.
The centenarian was so excited that he was in tears.
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There were no two identical snowflakes in this world. Could there really be two identical people?
Seeing how agitated the old man was, the old man's daughter, who was accompanying him, quickly patted his back to calm him down.
The old man calmed down and looked at Xu Jingfeng.
She looked left and right, but no matter how she looked at it, it looked like it.
"Brother Jingfeng, is it really you?"
"Didn't you sacrifice yourself long ago? Why are you still fine now?”
Xu Jingfeng also found the old man familiar, but given his age, he had probably only seen him when he was young.
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Now that he was more than a hundred years old, his voice and appearance had changed.
For a moment, he couldn't remember who this old man who called him Brother Jingfeng was.
Just as he was about to ask, Xu Xiaotian pulled him back.
Xu Xiaoyao panicked!
From what she knew, Xu Jingfeng was a superb actor.
It was the company's assistant, Sister Zhang, who found her to work with her.
Originally, it was fine for everyone to laugh and laugh in the live broadcast room.
But now, things had gotten out of hand.
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Half of the village's elders had come over.
Among them was Grandpa Hu Jinshun.
This was a centenarian!
Even if the old man lost a bit of skin, she and Xu Jingfeng would not be able to bear it.
If anything happened to the old master because of this…
Xu Xiaotian thought that her and Xu Jingfeng's lives were over.
It was already considered light to lose his reputation, but he would definitely be despised by tens of thousands of people.
Therefore, she quickly stopped Xu Jingfeng and gave him a meaningful look, telling him to stop acting.
This was not a joke!
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"Old Master Hu, don't be agitated. He's not the Xu Jingfeng you know.”
"We're the ones messing around here. He just looks like him.”
"Think about it. How can anyone live to more than a hundred years old and still maintain the appearance of their youth?”
Xu Xiaoyao explained to Hu Jinshun. She had to let the old man know that it was fake.
Otherwise, if he continued to be so excited, his heart would not be able to take it.
"Are you joking?"
Jinshun Hu raised his head and looked at the familiar face in his memory.
He shook his head.
"How can there be such a similar person in this world? I don't believe it.”
"This appearance, this temperament, other than my Brother Jingfeng, who else could it be?”
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Hu Jinshun saw a faint mark on Xu Jingfeng's brow and immediately raised his trembling finger.
"Look! I remember this mark on my eyebrows clearly!”
"It was Brother Jingfeng who brought me to the mountain to dig out the beehive.”
"He lit a fire under the hive, trying to smoke the bees out.”
"The fire was too strong. It set the withered grass on fire.”
"Everyone ran away. I tripped on a branch and sprained my leg. I can't move.”
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"The bees above are chasing people like crazy, and the fire below is also burning.”
"I was scared silly. I thought I was dead this time.”
"Brother Jingfeng rushed in and carried me out.”
"He was stung by bees and had several bumps on his face. His face was also burned and half of his eyebrows were burned off.”
"I remember it clearly. It's the one on the left. The eyebrows have grown back, and there are also some faint traces.”
Xu Xiaotian couldn't help but glance at Xu Jingfeng's left eyebrow.
He found that there was indeed a very faint trace. If he did not get closer and observe carefully, he would not have noticed it.
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She was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a moment.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also very surprised and all kinds of imagination came to mind.
Were there really two people in this world who looked so alike?
Even if they looked alike, it was impossible that even the small marks on their faces were the same, right?
Even identical twins would have some differences. How could there be two identical people?
Could this Xu Jingfeng be a clone? Did he replicate it with Great-grandfather Little Demon's genes?
This old man definitely knew Little Yao's great-grandfather. Even he said that they looked the same. Could Xu Jingfeng really be an old zombie who had lived for more than a hundred years?
It could be explained by science if they looked alike, but it was impossible to explain that they were still young after living for more than a hundred years.
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Xu Jingfeng also remembered.
Jinshun Hu was talking about this when he was sixteen.
At that time, he had brought a group of brats up the mountain, but he did not know who this old man was back then.
"Brother Jingfeng, you really don't remember me?”
"When I was seventeen, the neighboring village fought with us for water. Ma Zi and Xiao Hu were beaten up.”
"Take the young men from our village to take revenge. There are ten of us, and we can beat up more than twenty strong young men on the other side.”
"You even helped me block a rake that hit my right hand!”
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Xu Jingfeng rolled up his sleeves and revealed his right hand.
There was indeed a row of neatly arranged small round scars on it.
It was obvious that it had been hit by a rural rake.
He finally remembered who the old man was.
Xu Jingfeng grinned.
"You are Hu Jinshun, a small straight, right?”
Tears rolled down the old man's face as he choked,"
"It's me, it's me!"
"I'm a small straight!"
"Brother Jingfeng, did you remember me?"
Xu Xiaotian was dumbfounded, and so were the viewers in the livestream.
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Wasn't this script too advanced?
Even a centenarian was invited to set up the stage.
This was definitely the effect of the show. Whoever believed it would be a fool!
To be able to describe two such hidden scars without missing a single word, this Old Master must be a member of the cast.
I can't fix this! Half of the village's elders, as well as this hundred-year-old man, were able to mention Xu Jingfeng's matter. Could it be that the entire village was putting on an act?
He could only say that this job was too ruthless!
How could the little demon think of such a ruthless task? He usually couldn't tell.
Didn't he see that she had been fooled too? It must have been arranged by her company. The main purpose was to make it feel real!
She definitely didn't know! The company was quite impressive to be able to arrange such a big show.
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Xu Xiaoyao could not help but say to Hu Jinshun,
"Old Master Hu, did you get the wrong person?”
"Even if they look the same, even if the two scars match.”
"But who in this world can live so long and still maintain their youthful appearance?”
Hu Jinshun was too excited before, but after hearing Xu Xiaoyao's words, he hesitated.
Although this young man was very similar to Brother Jing Feng, he had been dead for decades after all.
Back then, many people in the village had seen him buried with their own eyes.
Was it really just a coincidence?
Thinking of this, Jinshun Hu sighed heavily.
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His disappointment was obvious.
Xu Jingfeng smiled.
He stepped forward and gently slapped Hu Jinshun's head.
Then, he flicked his head again.
"Why are you so dejected? Do you still want to eat hemp strips?"”
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