Chapter 48: King of Counter-Strike (17)

The last event that dreams come true is undoubtedly the finishing touch for the long-awaited audience.
It is similar to ordinary variety shows in the early stage, but it will select a winning "dreamer" in the last event. The Dreaming Come True program will provide guidance and support to this dreamer in all aspects, and really help her fly to the road of dreams in one fell swoop.
This is why every player wants to express themselves. There is only one place, so naturally everyone else is a competitor that needs to be eliminated.
"Next, please call out our guests today—"
In an ordinary university dormitory, Lu Jia excitedly pulled his roommate to watch the computer together. She rubbed her hands and said excitedly: "After chasing the variety show for so long, I can finally see the finale!"
"I like Luo Anzhi so much. Although she is not as elegant and luxurious as the rich lady Qin Xuelan, but I think she is like a hamster from Tun Dongliang!"
After Lu Jia blew a rainbow fart, he went back and pressed his head on the computer table to continue watching.
As she watched, she wowed again and again: "The guest group is so amazing, it almost includes half of the red entertainment circle! Great! But... who is it?"
Lu Jia saw a man sitting in the guest seat. He felt very strange to her, and the program crew did not close-up him. The images taken were even vaguely distorted and blurry. In short, they couldn’t even see clearly. face.
When Lu Jia saw this, he could judge that this guest had come up to make up the number. It was time to turn his head to look at the more famous and popular guest. But her mind was blank at this moment, and she stopped even poking her phone to reply to the message.
"Hello, hello?" Her roommate poked her.
As a result, as soon as his roommate poked Lu Jia's shoulder, the man jumped up like his buttocks.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"My mother, who is this!"
Lu Jia stared at the screen, and from Luo Zhifeng's side, she saw a small piece of white wrist exposed by him. She covered her face and said, "Mom, I can! I need to know in one minute, one minute. All the news about this little brother!"
Even if he can't see his face clearly, Lu Jia can see how attractive Luo Zhifeng is! A little distortion effect can't conceal such a flourishing beauty at all, she just felt that a heart-piercing arrow shot straight into her heart.
Lu Jia listened to the next introduction of the program group.
If this little brother is a celebrity, will she, buy and explode!
"This is Bai Jinli. He has a small accomplishment in painting. Let us welcome him."
After speaking, the host ended the sentence, and the camera turned to the next guest who needed to be introduced.
The total time the camera stays on Luo Zhifeng's body is not more than...one minute.
Lu Jia slammed the brakes, and his expression changed for a moment: "?!"
"Fuck, fuck!" She slapped the table, her expression distorted, and called out, "Spicy Chicken Show Group!! What a fancy! I want to see my little brother and my little brother!"
Xiaohua Wanglan smiled sweetly as she listened to the host introducing herself. The host's introduction to her made her listen very comfortably. She neither elevated nor depressed her position too much. No wonder her agent knew about this show. There are too many tricks behind, I also recommend her.
Wang Lan lowered her eyes and looked at Luo Anzhi under the stands. She heard someone say that this little girl didn't know who tripped her. After coming back from a trip yesterday, she was dirty and put on a few band-aids. .
She sighed lowly.
Luo Anzhi's background is pretty good, and his popularity among the audience is unexpectedly high. But who said that this show has long been a candidate?
Wang Lan sighed in his heart, and heard the host introduce Luo Zhifeng.
Bai Jinli, his painting skills are good, welcome-then, it's gone.
The introduction was fast, without a pause.
"Huh?" Wang Lan leaked a nasal sound, and he was as stunned as Lu Jia, who was far away from him with a stubborn expression on his face.
It's gone? !
Shouldn't Bai Jinli's identity be a great gimmick?
She was always ready to listen to the show's big blows, and how to judge this person she might not be able to offend after making specific judgments based on this.
result? Such a sentence is the same as not saying it!
What status does he have, where did he study, what painting medals he has won... Just mentioning these things, Wang Lan can follow the vine to find out his corresponding Luo Zhifeng status.
But the program group didn't mention a word.
Wang Lan was angry, but also deeply afraid. She hurriedly glanced at Luo Zhifeng, then turned her head away.
There was also a little commotion on the guest stage, and Luo Zhifeng noticed several inquiring gazes cast on him at this moment.
He chuckled unimpressed.
The last activity is "painting", allowing the contestants to draw the deepest touch and the most impressions in the past few days-the program team will add screenshots of the contestants' projects in the past few days in the editing, and then match the guests with just right Evaluation, a perfect end to this program.
The deepest touch...
Bai Tu bit his pen, showing his face for a while, and then slowly began to draw.
Luo Anzhi sat quietly for a while and lifted his pen.
Qin Xuelan lifted up the brush with confidence. She originally possessed the painting skills and won many awards. The original body has been very low-key, and doesn't know how to use his own advantages. But when she came, Qin Xuelan would naturally use everything in her original body to make a splash.
Is there an advantage, idiot?
Qin Xuelan depreciated the original body inwardly, recalling the painting that the original body had learned...
She hadn't come for the dreamer who painted dreams to come true, so she only needed to show up. Qin Xuelan thought with satisfaction, and glanced at Bai Tu secretly-what she has to do is to follow the protagonist's footsteps and bind him!
It just so happened that these players had done some rehearsals in advance, and Qin Xuelan probably knew what Bai Tu was going to draw, which gave her room for manipulation.
Luo Zhifeng looked down at the audience, taking Qin Xuelan's look into his eyes.
Where can he not see Qin Xuelan's mind? It's a pity that the Bai Tu she wants to calculate may not be what she wants... Luo Zhifeng's gaze stayed on the cheeky Bai Tu's face for a moment.
Bai Jinli whispered in his mind: "What did he think of?"
"Baitu player? Baitu player?" Baitu felt that the host's voice came from the horizon, erratic and uncertain.
He retracted the paintbrush haggardly, and gave Millie a lingering look.
Bai Tu originally saw a mandarin duck and planned to paint something tall and tall. After all, he can't make his friends too embarrassed
But just last night, he temporarily changed his mind because of the nightmare-like experience. What impressed him the most on the show?
Ahhhhh!
That is definitely Millie, no one can impress herself more than her! After all, she looked for a rejuvenating plastic surgeon again, and she became like she fell in love at first sight! !
This is simply a nightmare!
"Baitu contestant, have you finished drawing?"
"Okay, okay--" Bai Tuyan said baba.
The paintings of other contestants were also handed in one by one, and the comments section will be conducted below.
Most of the guests have some understanding of the inside story of the show, and most of their comments are not offensive.
But when the white picture was projected on the big screen, everyone was "...".
It was a painting that had nothing to do with beautiful scenery. When the host asked Bai Tu to explain it, his eyes were black and he said, "This is what I remember most, a nightmare."
The monster with distorted and distorted features on the painting is Millie who appears in the nightmare of Baitu.
"Okay, okay," the host smiled awkwardly, "haha, the Baitu player is really humorous"
Qin Xuelan almost broke the pen she was holding in her hand, her face looked very beautiful at this moment. Her nails were pinched in the flesh, and all her plans fell short by not taking routines!
Qin Xuelan couldn't understand why the calm and gentle "idol" waved like this, she only felt that everyone around her was laughing at herself!
Soon it was Luo Zhifeng's turn to comment.
"Let's take a look, which player's painting is this?" The host made a leaning motion and looked in the direction of the painting curiously, "Oh, it turned out to be the painting of Qin Xuelan!"
"She drew an animal swimming in the water. It's great. Let's listen to the comments of the guests-please."
Some viewers noticed the unusually ugly look Qin Xuelan looked at Bai Tu just now, and whispered: "Why does she draw a mandarin duck? If I read it correctly, this is a mandarin duck, right?"
"Aren't the mandarin ducks all in pairs?" The audience's companion said the truth, "Who does she want to be in pairs?"
"She looks so ugly, isn't it because the person who wanted to copy CP painted unexpectedly?"
Luo Zhifeng opened Qin Xuelan's painting.
She didn't know why she was disgusted when she looked at Luo Zhifeng's face, as if she was an enemy who hated her.
But the person in front of her was a guest. She was participating in a program in front of many audiences-Qin Xuelan suppressed the dissatisfaction and disgust that was surging in her heart, and smirked and told her own journey of painting.
"I painted this painting because I felt it..."
Qin Xuelan had already finished the wording in advance, but when she was on the scene, a more lofty description appeared in her mind that seemed more in line with the connotation of this painting
Qin Xuelan believed that this might be the inspiration that the original body suddenly burst out, she read it out without thinking, raised her eyes provocatively to Luo Zhifeng.
It’s impossible for you, a guest, to give me a high evaluation, right?
The original body is a person who has won many heavy painting awards! The paintings she drew are absolutely excellent, and people can't pick out the mistakes.
Who knows that Luo Zhifeng looked at her with a smile on the stage: "Qin Xuelan, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
There was a throbbing feeling in Qin Xuelan's heart, but she still tried to show her posture gracefully.
And Luo Zhifeng had already spoken out, and he didn't give her a chance to buffer at all.
"Your painting is worthless."
"Impossible!" Qin Xuelan's mood suddenly reached a critical point, and her disgust for Luo Zhifeng broke out. She sternly asked, "Do you really know painting? I once won a gold medal in the Rocklin Competition. !"
And Luo Zhifeng just looked at him indifferently, with a sardonic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Rocklin Gold Award, what is it?"