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Chapter 16 Can You Write a Report Without Hands?
Zhao Rulong silently rolled his eyes at Su Chen.

Now, he felt that Su Chen was not as simple as it seemed!
He suspected that Su Chen made a detour just now because he saw that there were landmines there!

But how is it possible?

even myself...

Looking at the calm and calm young man in front of him, Zhao Rulong couldn't help but laugh.

I hope I think too much...

If Su Chen is really this powerful, it will be very interesting in the future!
Thinking of this, Zhao Rulong couldn't help grinning.

"Hey……"

He smiled, and laughed out loud.

Immediately everyone around looked at him.

Lin Yuran frowned tightly, with a cold light in his eyes.

Su Chen looked at Zhao Rulong in surprise.

The refugees around looked at Zhao Rulong with unfriendly eyes.

There is still a roar in the distance, and the black smoke in the sky has not dissipated.

"No! I'm not laughing at this!" Zhao Rulong broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly explained, but the language was not clear, and the people around him didn't know what he was talking about.

He was so anxious that he stretched his hand into his trouser pocket, wanting to take out something, but he took it back again.

The people in the live broadcast burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

"Hahaha, you deserve it, when is not a good time to laugh, you have to laugh now!"

"No, I won't be surprised if my Brother Zhao is beaten to death someday!"

"Does no one think what Brother Zhao is laughing at?"

Zhao Rulong failed to explain, and wanted Lin Yuran to explain a few words for him.

Lin Yuran ignored him, and took out the toffee from the small bag on his own, and gave it to the children.

Su Chen took out a small blank notebook, found a shaded place, sat down, and recorded the situation of the refugees with a writer's pen.

Su Chen raised his head slightly, looked at the blue sky dotted with black smoke, and clenched the pen in his hand.

All of a sudden, the power of literary giants erupted, and literary thinking gushed like a spring.

Su Chen quickly scratched and pulled it up.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly became curious.

"Huh? Is Brother Su writing a report?"

"Brother Su will still write reports?"

"Will it... be easy to write a report?"

[Reporter Xiao Sa]: "No! Writing a report is not easy!"

"Every war reporter needs to use his most authentic brushwork to record the war he has personally experienced!"

"And we must be honest, let the words pierce the real battlefield straight to the point!"

"Battlefield reporting is a unique way of recording. Without special training, you can't write that feeling!"

The screen in the live broadcast room zoomed in.

Everyone in the live broadcast room saw clearly what Su Chen wrote.

"I walked all the way, and the road made of sandy ravines was littered with the wreckage of cars that exploded, crying women fell to the ground, and children's bodies were lying on the side of the road..."

"No one cares about them...the smell of gunpowder smoke is everywhere..."

In just two sentences, everyone in the live broadcast room suddenly felt their scalps go numb!
"Hiss! This... is this something written by Brother Su?"

"Why do I feel a little different?"

"There is a strange charm in it!"

Kyoto, in the lounge of the Central Studio.

A man with short business-style elite hair read the text on the live broadcast screen.

"I walked all the way..."

"On the road made of sandy ravines, the wreckage of exploded cars is scattered, crying women fall to the ground, and the bodies of children lie on the side of the road..."

"No one cares about them..."

"There is a smell of gunpowder everywhere."

After reading these few sentences, the young reporter was shocked.

[Reporter Xiao Sa]: "This..."

"This is authentic reporting style!"

"What is Su Chen's real identity?"

"This style of reporting must be taught by a special TV station!"

"Su Chen! Who the hell is he!"

Reporter Xiao Sa's barrage was sent to the live broadcast room, which immediately caused an uproar!
A group of netizens were shocked and speechless, they just felt awesome...

It took Su Chen about 10 minutes to record the scenes he saw along the way.

He also broke away from the pen effect of Wenhao.

He had just entered into the state of mind of a former war correspondent named Thors. Of course, when Su Chen wrote, he incorporated his own thoughts and writing methods, and did not copy them.

Works great!

From Su Chen's point of view, this pen gave him an extra specialty called "writing skills", which is very useful!
After writing today's report, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and will report by radio in the evening.

He looked at the refugees around him, and his heart was also touched.

war……

The biggest victims are civilians.

A black shadow stood in front of Su Chen, Su Chen looked up.

Seeing Lin Yuran returning with a tired expression, she found a random place to sit down, dazed in a daze.

Su Chen looked at her white face, her eyes couldn't help but stay on her lips.

He couldn't help curling his lips and looking away.

Heart said: "It's a pity, it's a bit ugly..."

Su Chen didn't know that his behavior just now was completely broadcast on the live broadcast.

"No, what do you mean? Brother Su looked at Miss Yuran and curled his lips?"

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, maybe Miss Yuran isn't attractive enough to Brother Su..."

"Damn! He, Su Chen, is not good enough for our Miss Yuran, okay?"

"Upstairs, you hung up Zhao Rulong's tenth-level badge and came to my brother Su's live broadcast room to curse people, and pretended to be Lin Yuran's fan? Are you lacking in virtue?"

"Damn it! I can't laugh anymore, and there is such an operation! Zhao Rulong's tenth-level brand can't keep you!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun in the sky gradually set.

The temperature of the air also drops.

A slight chill crawled over everyone's bodies.

At this time, Zhao Rulong also came back and sat down beside Su Chen.

"Oh, I'm exhausted!"

As soon as Zhao Rulong sat down, his nature was exposed, and he began to hum and chatter.

He glanced at Su Chen beside him, and then said casually, "Oh, I'm exhausted, it's really not easy to get some information from those Syrians..."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Rulong didn't say any more.

Su Chen just nodded slightly and ignored him.

Lin Yuran seemed to have something on his mind, his eyes were full of melancholy.

After a few minutes.

Seeing that Su Chen and Lin Yuran didn't respond to him, Zhao Rulong couldn't help but collapse.

"No? Aren't you wondering what I heard?"

Zhao Rulong looked like he had seen a ghost.

Half-talking by himself, seducing others, and whetting their appetites, this is his specialty!
If you can make the audience laugh, maybe you can get more rewards.

But now neither Su Chen nor Lin Yuran is talking to him.

This is annoying!

Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

"Haha, whet my appetite for Big Brother Su?"

"Sorry, I, Brother Su, are not interested in these!"

After hearing what Zhao Rulong said, Su Chen smiled cooperatively.

"Zhao Zhulang, keep talking, I'm very interested..."

Zhao Rulong: "???"

no……

What did Su Chen call me just now?
A look of confusion appeared in Zhao Rulong's eyes.

Why does he feel like he has changed his name?
Pig wolf?Zhao Zhulang?

Immediately, Zhao Rulong's face turned pale with anger.

(End of this chapter)