Chapter 114: Program Broadcast, Shock to the Entire Audience!

It was past eight o'clock in the evening in a high-end residential complex in Beijing. The chairman of the Performing Arts Association, Zhu Yongping, was entertaining his friend at home. "Honey, is there any dish left?" Zhu Yongping sat at the dining table and shouted lazily, "There's only one left." A gentle voice came from the kitchen. Upon hearing this, Zhu Yongping picked up the Maotai from the table, poured a cup for his friend Ye Jun, and smiled, "Just because you came to my house, my wife..." If another actor were to play this scene, it would probably only complete the character's action chain, and it would be hard for him to vividly and thoroughly interpret through a completely dialogue-free performance the series of mental changes and emotional fluctuations of the character from anger beating the concrete floor to taking out the gun. All right, you handle it yourself. Your sister-in-law has arrived, hurry home. Wang Changdong shrugged his shoulders, then looked up and saw that Yuan Qian had already arrived at the door of the training room, so he quickly climbed up from the floor. It was just that the senior at that time was really too weak; no one thought he would still be alive. For someone on the verge of death, and portrayed by Lord Wang as an overreaching person, naturally no one would pay attention to Lin Jun. A fleet of tanks poised for action, lying on the ground roaring lowly like prehistoric savage beasts, with over a hundred drones circling in the sky during testing. Zhang Feng looked at Lin Jun, who was carrying that broken body without any change in expression, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. The momentary surprise and joy was merely due to never having seen so much money in the 22 years. Song Wanxing saw Jin Ze wearing the tie she had sent, and it looked quite good, thinking that he was quite good at choosing gifts. Lu Jinglun lightly tapped the cigarette with his index finger, and the cigarette ash, formed into strips, fell accurately into the ashtray, scattering into ashes. Having realized this, Luo Yi closed his business, came to the weapon equipment store in Bishui City, and prepared to buy some equipment for the upcoming Minotaur Park and Bishui Lake Dungeon adventure. Xu Fusheng nodded in appreciation. The man who had always enjoyed being a slacker in his previous life always believed that professional matters should be entrusted to professionals. Unable to resist that fleeting glance, as long as he was in front of her, Su Wanluo would be attracted to him. Last night, the cycling team guys drank up all the boxes of ice beer in his possession, so he had no stock left. "Our boss returned to Beijing yesterday, but rest assured, the boss said he instructed his uncle to give it to you." The shopkeeper explained. It was not bad, but I don't know the fifth prince at all, and we haven't spoken more than a few words, just saw him from afar. Song Jianian continued to pour out her troubles. I nodded, no longer saying anything. I was puzzled in my heart; what important matter did the South Yamen have to discuss with me? Very few children went to school; they were usually idle at home. Being able to come to Chen Mu's place to do some real work, the family all supported it very much. Yang Qiliang understood the importance of this patent technology very well. If the previous patent by Mu Ya had always targeted desert regions, then this patent technology would now apply to the entire industry. Li Yang nodded. Although a bit surprised, it was not unacceptable. Although he just wanted to participate in a variety show to feel the atmosphere, but acting as a guide seemed okay. Zhang Zhida was already extremely uneasy in his heart. He had no relation to Shi Lei; they had even only met a few times. But he loved basketball, so he didn't want to see any unexpected events happen in the future of domestic basketball. This time, Chen Fan didn't escape the opponent's thunderous strike; his chest hurt like fire, and he couldn't take a breath. God knows how painful it is when the scarf turns into a sanitary pad wrapped tightly around the outside. Huang Sheng didn't think much of it. In his view, the reason Chen Fan said such words was probably just to use up his mouth; in his inner depths, he even classified Chen Fan as a follower of Zhan Wuzha.