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Chapter 40 Lost Women's Clothing(2/2)

Dong Li nodded: "This is a basic requirement that a commentator should have."

Xiaopeng sighed and said, "It's a basic requirement, but...oh, forget it, don't talk about this, otherwise there will be colleagues who want to kill me."

"Let's get back to the topic. Brother, although you have unique eyesight and are optimistic about that team, I still want to pour cold water on you. In fact, this has nothing to do with your character who will lose every time you bet."

"I also pay attention to and understand that team. But I think they are not that magical and do not have the ability to stand out in this kind of competition. Don't forget that nearly half of the more than 600 teams this time came from universities!"

"If this is the Baihuacheng High School Students League, then... maybe they still have some hope, but they just have some hope. Don't forget that there are many excellent teams in the second and third grades of high school!"

"So, hehehe..."

Xiaopeng rubbed his hands with a malicious look on his face: "I bet they can't get into the top eight, and the loss of COS women's clothing live broadcast will show everyone a five-minute show!"

Dong Li looked calm: "That's it! The big guy in women's clothing, Xiaobird Brother, this title is good!"

Xiaopeng laughed and fought back: "In the future, I will lose Miss Dong every bet, hahaha!"

A group of silly netizens on the Internet were all crazy. Although the commentary style of the Baihua Cup competition has always been easy and funny, this is the first time such a stunning bet!

So just as the two were betting, the ratings here were soaring!

It can be described as a surge!

It completely crushed other official live broadcast rooms and those self-media.

Outside the live broadcast room of the two, a group of people cheered and were so happy!

It is such a wise decision to ask Mr. Dong to come back as a guest!

I will definitely invite him in the next Baihua Cup!

"By the way, in the game, I will cut it directly to the team of Class 1 Middle School and the team of Captain Liu Zhiyuan!" The director on the scene with an excited expression said.

Someone around him asked, "Boss, Brother Bird and Brother Dong didn't specifically mention which team they are?"

The director looked at the other party with disgust: "Are you stupid? I don't know the mutated copy a month ago? Just as Brother Bird said, do more homework when doing shows in the future!"

The subordinate who was trained looked discouraged and thought to himself, who would pay attention to a group of high school students and pay attention to the dungeons?

"Boss, I didn't say that the camera was given to Wan Xiong's team before..." Someone carefully reminded.

"The qualifiers... Wanxiong's team is just abusing food! What's the point of watching? When doing a show, you need to know how to adapt, find the explosive points, and want to attract attention..." The live director Barabala attended another class.

That subordinate looked dark. It was obvious that the first live broadcast you had booked to Wanxiong before, would that team be fine?

In the lounge, a large group of people around looked at a team in the corner with various strange eyes.

The first time Bai Muye has been watched was not because of his appearance!

Of course, after those people looked at him, they were inevitably attracted by him.

Especially those female contestants, looking at him with their eyes shining, and didn't know what was wrong.

Bai Muye and his men shivered in the corner.

Weak, helpless, pitiful.

We were actually attracted by Mr. Dong whenever he was betting, just like he was lucky.
Chapter completed!
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