Under the gaze of nearly ten million online viewers around the world, Nanfeng beat people up.

The opponent caught the opponent off guard and looked confused.

Nanfeng knew how to use his advantages and how to most effectively knock people down. After all, he served in the once-famous Baijixing, who had been famous for his service, carried guns, and beat monsters, and had much more practical experience. However, his experience of playing supporting roles and a stand-in in the Imperial City also taught him to play tricks.

So, now, although Nanfeng looks a bit fancy and has a little extra movement, it looks good and can shock some laymen who don’t understand, such as online audiences.

Even though Fang Zhao saw that Nanfeng's attacks were too unnecessary, for others, Nanfeng's movements were still too fast and there was no time to react. The tattooed big guy was knocked down and the dagger was also taken away.

The blonde girl in red running from behind came over anxiously over Nanfeng.

"Stop playing, don't hit it! Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! We're just doing a show! Watch it, there's a camera next to it."

The girl in red pointed to the mini cameras like a few flies in the air and around her.

Then, the others from the live broadcast team came over quickly. They did not expect that the passers-by they met in the first step in the planned route would take action.

When the show anchor saw the other party's skills through the camera, he knew that it was not easy to mess with. He ran over from the live broadcast car quickly and was worried that something would happen later. It would be better to explain this misunderstanding clearly.

Compared with the panic of the program team, online viewers were overjoyed and commented "hahahaha".

"Look, have you encountered a tough guy?"

"You can tell where it is just by looking at the background. Only the black street in Huangzhou Imperial City has such lights, but I don't know which street it is."

"There are many people in the Black Street and many experts. It is worthy of being the imperial city, and even the inconspicuous ones are so neat."

"When doing this episode, you should have the awareness of being beaten, or there are passers-by who are righteous and helpful. Look, isn't you beaten by passers-by?"

The anchor rushed to the scene and looked at the big guy who was helped up by the girl in red. It seemed that nothing big happened. He felt relieved and planned to explain to the two passers-by. But when he looked at the man wearing a hoodie and a hood, he was stunned and even forgot about the prepared words.

Fortunately, the anchor could suppress the surprise in his heart, but the people from the program team that followed him were not as capable of hiding the words.

"Fang Zhao?" one person exclaimed.

This place is not far from Huangyi, because there are graduates of Huangyi in the program team, and they are also concerned about Huangyi's news. Some time ago, Fang Zhao has read a lot of news about the twelve-character exam. He also discussed this person privately. The anchor was thinking about when to make a program to let Fang Zhao show his face. However, the twelve-character people basically did not contact various entertainment variety shows outside during their further study, so the anchor stopped thinking and did not expect to meet them here.

The other members of the program team who followed him didn't notice it at first, but when they heard "Fang Zhao", they also looked over.

Nanfeng immediately blocked Fang Zhao. However, he was much shorter than Fang Zhao and didn't even block his chin.

The people who were on the live broadcast room had just heard the "Hahahaha" and suddenly heard the "Fang Zhao", which shocked many online audiences to lose their melons.

"Fang Zhao?"

"Did I hear it wrong? Tell me quickly! I actually heard someone call 'Fang Zhao' just now!"

"Quick the code! What kind of mosaic is used at such critical moments!"

"Although I can't see that person's face, looking at the reactions of others and looking at the figure of that person, it's very likely that it's Fang Zhao."

"Isn't it that why Fang Zhao, who studied in imperial arts, appeared on the Black Street of Imperial City?"

"No, there are no black streets in the imperial city."

"Why didn't it? Don't think that if the light is installed, it won't be called a black street anymore. It's all the same!"

"I heard that Fang Zhao had been strolling in the black street before, and maybe there were people I knew there."

"The person who just started attacking was Fang Zhao's bodyguard?"

"I should call me a little brother on the black street, right? I did this on TV."

"Hurry! The entertainment journalists in the Imperial City, get moving!"

The camera turned around and no longer faced Fang Zhao, and even had some distance.

This made the audience very dissatisfied. They browsed comments in the live broadcast room, and asked the anchor to quickly turn the camera around and remove the mosaics.

The live broadcast winked the tattooed big guy, and the big guy who was as strong as a bear nodded slightly. When facing the camera, his body shrank and became aggrieved. His fierce face now has a bit more funny. I would like to explain to the audience that their group has principles and cannot live broadcast regardless of the wishes of others, and then attract some other topics to divert everyone's attention.

On the other side, Fang Zhao saw the cameras withdraw and said to the anchor who was walking over: "Sorry, my assistant has taken a little harder."

Nan Feng stood beside him with apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I don't know you're acting. I saw that big guy rushed over with a knife and was worried that he would hurt my boss, so he took action. But I didn't do anything serious, and he didn't do anything."

The anchor quickly said, "It doesn't matter, you can understand this reaction. Our program is to test human nature and see how everyone will react when they encounter this situation. It is actually a good thing that you can take action, and it has also set an example for everyone."

After introducing the main intention of his program, the anchor looked at Fang Zhao with relief and enthusiasm: "I really didn't expect to see you here."

The potential meaning of this is actually: Aren’t you studying in the Royal Arts? Are the twelve charity training classes all a bunch of silly students? Why do you have time to wander around the black street of the Imperial City? Explain it quickly, you can’t deceive me!

"Come here to see a friend." Fang Zhao said simply.

The anchor didn't believe this, but he still looked like "so that's it". He wanted to interview Fang Zhao, but Fang Zhao refused.

The anchor looked at Fang Zhao's face and no longer insisted, but he was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity. He also wanted to take advantage of Fang Zhao's popularity. His popularity in Huangzhou was limited, but the live broadcast faced global audiences and people from twelve continents!

As soon as the conversation changed, the anchor summoned the other party with some expectations: "Just just now, the employees of our group accidentally called out your identity, but during the live broadcast, the faces of passers-by were typoed, and the audience could not see your face clearly. Now there are more than 10 million online viewers..."

"Thirty million." A team member whispered, "It will reach 40 million soon...it has already been 40 million."

The anchor's heart was beating wildly. Without buying popularity, he suddenly jumped to 40 million online viewers. When he was the best in the past, he had only 20 million online viewers. Now this data makes him want to scream. However, he is an experienced anchor who knows to control his expression.

The enthusiasm and expectation on the anchor's face just right, and looked at Fang Zhao: "Call God, say hello to everyone. In just a few seconds, we will never waste your time."

"Okay." Fang Zhao nodded.

The anchor suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and signaled that the other side should quickly turn the camera in front of him. He also took advantage of the gap to look at the online audience data in the live broadcast room. It has exceeded 50 million, and he is rushing to 60 million. Today, he will use the topic of hype, and it may reach 100 million!

100 million, this is the goal he set this year. Even if he can achieve it only once, he will be satisfied. Now, it’s only half a year, and he has a chance!

In front of the camera, Fang Zhao's expression was much softer, and he greeted the audience in the live broadcast room with a slight smile: "Good afternoon everyone, I am Fang Zhao."

Online viewers were not satisfied, especially when they heard the news that the wind was moving from other live broadcast rooms.

"Of course we know you are Fang Zhao!"

"Can't you say more?"

The audience in the live broadcast room clamored in the comments, and then heard Fang Zhao say, "Come here to see a friend and enjoy the art and culture of the Imperial City Street. We have benefited a lot. This is indeed an artistic city. I still have something to do, so I will go back first, so everyone will continue."

Fang Zhao raised his hand and made a "worship" gesture, but the newcomer to the live broadcast room was dissatisfied.

"I'm leaving now?"

"No more words?"

"Yes, it's okay to say one more thing! I haven't taken a photo on the screen yet."

The anchor next to him also advised: "Call God and say something else, it should be a final word."

Nan Feng, who was standing next to him, frowned and stepped forward to help Fang Zhao solve the current problem. He knew these anchors who were catching up with the popularity. They only valued the traffic of their programs and the number of online viewers. As long as Fang Zhao said something more, they would use other reasons to guide Fang Zhao to speak, and would not let Fang Zhao go easily. They were the best at stake and were arrogant.

But if Fang Zhao doesn't say it, he will be criticized as "a big shot", "fame will expand", "it's amazing to pass the twelve laws" and so on, regardless of whether you really have something to do.

The fans summoned by this live broadcast room are not the main ones. If there is anyone here who guides the comments to develop in a bad direction, once they start to browse, there will be more trouble later.

It’s not that Nan Feng likes to think about things badly, because he has seen a lot of things in the entertainment industry, so he has to be prepared for it first.

However, before Nanfeng could perform, Fang Zhao had already spoken, and there was still a faint smile on his face, but the smile made people feel bleak, as if facing the "care" of his grandfather.

"Have you done your homework? Are you ready for the final exam? Have you finished the work summary at the end of the month?"

Online audience: “…”

Is this person poisonous?

"I was skipping class and watching the live broadcast, and I was suddenly stabbed in the chest."

"Ahhh why should I remind me that there is still a god-level big bss to be played in the 'final exam'!"

"The devilish face of my leader suddenly appeared in front of me, and the hot weather scared me so hard that I shivered."

"I'm off the fan! I want to report Fang Zhao's personal attack, and his physical and mental injury will be 100 points!"

"Fans turn black! I'll ask him to send me a talisman with the same style before I can turn it back!"

"One is not enough. I need ten amulets to relieve this heart-wrenching knife!"

"It's all gone, it's all gone. Do your homework. Those who prepare for the exam should memorize the materials quickly. If you have a summary, think about your salary."

So, the anchor looked at the online audience data that was originally rushing to 70 million in the live broadcast room, and after Fang Zhao said something, it plummeted like a cliff.

The live broadcast data that was shining just now was like a wild horse that was out of control, and it was uncontrollable and would never look back.

All Programme members: "..."

In the New Year's plan, a wish of 100 million cannot be achieved.

My heart is cold.

The anchor wished he could slap himself.

Make you humble!

Why did Fang Zhao add another sentence?

The anchor watched Fang Zhao leave almost with tears of resentment.

Nanfeng kept laughing until he walked into the Royal Arts campus that he gradually became serious.

"Boss, I want to review."

Fang Zhao glanced at him and said, "Say."
To be continued...