Survival Challenge: Me, Sanhe Dashen apply to play

The leading police officer raised his tone slightly.

The voice fell.

No. 8 nodded again and again, "I won't do it! I definitely won't do it!"

After the two made an order for No. 8, they turned and left.

But just a few steps away, the leading policeman suddenly turned back and asked abruptly, "You said you were a contestant in "Survival Challenge"?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Number 8 looked puzzled.

"Do you know Lin Mo?"

"Lin Mo?"

After thinking for a while, No. 8 suddenly had a look of enlightenment on his face, "Oh, I remembered, it was the Sanhe god who temporarily replaced others in the competition on the first day of the competition?"

"That's right, they are all contestants. If you have time, go and learn from others."

"Learning from Lin Mo? What happened to him?" No. 8 asked with a puzzled face.

Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to know Lin Mo's glorious deeds.

In fact.

Since the start of the competition, he has been thinking about how to make money. He really didn't pay much attention to the news and the situation of other contestants. He just stayed in the hotel designated by the program group for one day, and he didn't even turn on the TV.

"It's nothing, take the time to watch the news."

After speaking, the two left directly.

No. 8 was left standing there in a daze with a dazed look on his face.

at the same time.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were happy.

"Comrade police actually use Lin Mo to educate No. 8, haha, I can't hold back anymore."

"In this comparison, the gap is indeed a bit big."

"Number 8: What happened?"

"I still hope he doesn't check the news related to Lin Mo, otherwise he will definitely break the defense."

"It's true that knowing too much affects the state of mind."

"Uh, I think No. 8 has broken the defense now. After finally earning 70 yuan, it was confiscated."

"To be honest, the audience who called the police is a bit wicked."

"No way, this is a competition. Players not only have to withstand the test of survival, but also accept the test of netizens."

"Is this called a test? This is called deliberate mischief!"

"Uh, more or less."

At this moment.

Someone sent a barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Haha, I laughed so hard. That Zhao Danqing was followed all the way by the monitoring team, and he couldn't set up a stall to paint for others. His mentality has exploded."

all of a sudden.

Netizens flooded into Zhao Danqing's exclusive live broadcast room again.

Chapter 164 Wine Really Has BUFF Bonuses?

on the live screen.

Zhao Danqing was followed all the way by the people from the monitoring brigade. Knowing that there was no way to make money by drawing sketches and portraits tonight, he was so angry that he threw the drawing board and brush into the trash can.

Then I went to the convenience store to buy two cans of beer, and went to the hotel designated by the program group in a dejected manner.

The accommodation fee has risen to 100 yuan a night.

But Zhao Danqing didn't care, and paid directly to open a room.

After returning to the room, I opened the beer and looked up and took a big gulp.

After drinking, he let out a long belch.

Although his face looked quite calm, his mood was very low.

His eyes were glazed over, and his brows were furrowed.

See this scene.

The millions of viewers in the official live broadcast room couldn't help but laugh.

"The painter just gave up?"

"Otherwise? If you can't set up a stall, you can't make money. If you can't make money, you can't complete the task, and you can only give up."

"Isn't there still half a day left?"

"The mentality has collapsed, haha."

"No, we can't drink beer to relieve our worries. How about some white? Besides, how can there be such a dry drink? At least some peanuts?"

"Okay, the painter doesn't drink much when he sees it, and he gets his face when he drinks beer."

"Well, boy, it really is."

on the screen.

After Zhao Danqing drank two cans of beer, his face turned red immediately. He also looked drunk and in a very bad condition.

Followed by.

He didn't even take off his shoes, he just lay on the bed and got ready to sleep.

But after tossing and turning for a few minutes, I couldn't fall asleep.

Suddenly, Zhao Danqing got up, sat up from the bed, put on his shoes slowly, and then left the room.

See this scene.

Netizens instantly became curious.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's too lonely to be alone, it's hard to sleep alone."

"Uh...the analysis makes sense."

"He doesn't want to learn from Lin Mo and go to the foot bath city to enjoy a full massage service? He still has a few hundred dollars on him, that's enough."

"Hey? That's a good proposal. Anyway, the task can't be completed. You can enjoy the last night of leaving Jiangzhou."

"Well, if it were me, I would definitely do it."

"It's best to go to Lanmeng Pavilion and order No. 88. When I turn around and ask for my name, I can't hold back immediately, haha."

Netizens expected that Zhao Danqing could use the hundreds of dollars he had on him to do something.

However, his approach disappointed everyone.

After he walked out of the hotel, he went straight into a supermarket and bought a stack of rice paper, a bottle of ink and a cheap writing brush in the stationery section.

After buying these things, I immediately returned to the room.

Zhao Danqing spread the rice paper on the table, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, but did not write for a long time.

Netizens immediately became interested.

"It seems that the painter is still not reconciled and wants to struggle again!"

"I have to struggle! How do I know how good I am if I don't struggle?"

"Er brother, I advise you to be kind."

"Oh, it's still useless. I've read the handwriting written by Zhao Danqing before, and the level is only average. It can't be sold at a good price."

"It's hard to say, look at his posture."

A netizen posted a bullet screen saying: "This time it seems to be different."

"Why is it different?"

"He drank."

"Uh, is there anything to say about drinking?"

"The sage of calligraphy also wrote the best running script in the world after drinking alcohol."

As soon as this barrage passed, the netizens couldn't hold back in an instant.

"Good guy! Can you still do this?"

"Isn't that right? Shi Xian has good poems after drinking wine, Shu Sheng has good calligraphy after drinking wine, and wine has a BUFF bonus."

"Uh, I just like your serious nonsense."

"No kidding."

"Indeed, for a work of art, when the creator is creating, if there is emotional blessing, it can inject soul into the work."

"It's getting more and more outrageous. Why don't you two sing oboe here?"

Most of the audience did not believe that Zhao Danqing's calligraphy could improve after drinking.

But his act of imitating the sages successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.

Among other things, at least the effect of the program is full.

All of a sudden, more and more netizens poured into the live broadcast room, looking forward to his masterpiece.

however……

10 minutes passed.

Zhao Danqing still hasn't started writing.

Such a waste of time caused dissatisfaction among many viewers.

"Brother, it's been brewing for so long, can you do it?"

"There is a high probability that it will not work."

"If you don't have that diamond, don't work on porcelain, okay? It's a waste of emotion."

"I remembered an idiom."

"What idiom?"

"Dong Shi Xiao frowns."

"Uh, not so insulting."

"Then pretend to be a ghost."

"Well, how should I put it, it's very appropriate."

"Forget it, you're not that good, no matter how much you drink, it won't help."

"Go away, it's boring."

Just when the patience of the netizens was about to be exhausted, Zhao Danqing's eyes suddenly lit up in the live broadcast, and he waved the brush in his hand.

rustle, rustle, rustle...

The four characters of "Heaven rewards diligence" are completed in one go.

After finishing writing, Zhao Danqing nodded with satisfaction, put the brush aside, leaned down slightly, and blew on the four words gently.

Only then did the netizens react, and immediately began to appreciate it.

"What the hell are you writing? It's crooked, I can write better than this with my eyes closed!"

"Good ink, wasted."

"Paper is wasted too."

"Standing on the horse wasted my time!"