Chapter 76: Exclusive to Jinjiang 1/3

Song Fuzhi looked up and happened to see the dense and swaying low-hanging leaves on the side, swaying indistinctly in the night.

The hot breath sprayed on his neck, like a hunter emitting a dangerous signal.

Song Fuzhi suddenly woke up, immediately reminding her, “We have a program in a few days; don’t do anything reckless.”

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When the program was about to start, the two of them were quite well-behaved, but it couldn’t last.

The official team confirmed the process with them several times, and Song Fuzhi and Shi Zhang replied together each time.

The day before the program started, Shi Zhang asked Song Fuzhi, “Are you nervous?”

Song Fuzhi closed his eyes to rest and said, “Not really.”

Shi Zhang rubbed his brow. “Sleep early tonight; we have to get up early tomorrow.”

Song Fuzhi smiled and uttered, “Hmm.”

Perhaps because this live broadcast was sponsored by Mr. Zhong’s company, the recording location was in their city.

Cosers from other cities flew in a day in advance and stayed in hotels. Song Fuzhi and Shi Zhang didn’t need to stay in a hotel; they could go directly from home.

This program, to put it simply, was an organized live broadcast—not so high-end, not so strict. Essentially, it was a bunch of anime enthusiasts playing together.

The day before, the official Weibo posted a simple warm-up post.

“Tomorrow, cosers will depart from different parallel universes and gather in the live broadcast room to meet everyone! Whose coser are you most looking forward to seeing? Let them see your enthusiasm!”

There were many names in the comments.

Some cosers, because they often attended events and live broadcasts, joked, “No need to look forward; we see them every day.”

The number of people calling for FuFu was much higher than Song Fuzhi had imagined.

Perhaps because Teacher Fu had just entered the circle, besides cosplaying, he hadn’t posted anything else, hadn’t done any live broadcasts, and had only shown his face once. So, many people wanted to see the living FuFu.

I’m really looking forward to FuFu’s on-site cosplay, hoping to see some muscles!

– My Fu! I can’t wait to see my Fu now!

– Really favor FuFu; this masculine feeling makes him feel like the only mature man among the four male guests. Sob.

Shi Zhang can now look at these FuFu fans quite calmly. At least on the surface, he won’t show anything.

Song FuZhi pulled to the top, only to see the most liked comment. A netizen shouted, “Looking forward to the mysterious guest the most!!!”

The program team has really piqued the audience’s interest, and until now, they haven’t announced who the mysterious guest is.

In the comments under this comment, countless people say, “One person writes the octopus teacher in blood.”

“You see, everyone is still looking forward to you the most,” Song FuZhi smiled and said.

Shi Zhang asked, “Are you jealous?”

Song FuZhi blinked. “No, looking forward to Octopus Teacher is quite normal.”

After a while, Shi Zhang said, “Oh,” and in return, Song FuZhi laughed lightly.

“By the way, we agreed that except for the public session at the end, our front part is just regular guests,” Song FuZhi once again confirmed with Shi Zhang.

Shi Zhang said, “I know”: “As a judge, I will never deliberately let some cosers go easy.”

Song FuZhi smiled and said, “You better practice what you preach.”

When it was time to go to sleep at night, Song FuZhi still couldn’t sleep.

Lying quietly on the side, unable to sleep, and thinking about the live broadcast to be participated in the next day, he was a bit apprehensive, excited, and nervous.

After all, it was the first time.

The last time Teacher Song performed in front of many people was in a city-level open-class competition.

But this time it’s a brand new field, and Song FuZhi wants to perform well, but he’s afraid he won’t.

“Nervous?”

Shi Zhang’s gentle voice came from behind.

“Why haven’t you fallen asleep yet?” Song FuZhi gently turned over and saw Shi Zhang’s eyes glowing faintly in the dark.

“You haven’t fallen asleep, I can tell,” Shi Zhang said.

Shi Zhang’s palm rested on Song FuZhi’s waist, gently rubbing and patting with a slow and soothing rhythm.

“Don’t be afraid; the Octopus Teacher is here.”

With these words from Shi Zhang, Song FuZhi closed his eyes peacefully and soon fell asleep in his comfort.

The program’s arrangement is that the next morning at nine o’clock, when the guests are still in their respective places, they will start a short live broadcast first.

The main interface of the live broadcast is divided into sixteen small entrances.

Twelve ordinary guests, six men and six women, plus four special guests, each with a small live room.

At this time, everyone hasn’t put on makeup yet. Cosplayers can choose whether to show their faces and whether to broadcast the makeup process.

Several guests usually have cosplay videos that include the makeup process. Today, they can chat with the audience while live broadcasting the makeup process.

However, it was not yet eight o’clock in the morning, and one live room had opened.

It was Fei Fei.

This child had no reservations, and he opened the live broadcast with messy hair.

With naturally curly hair, it was even more chaotic after just waking up, like a chicken coop.

In the hotel room, Fei Fei, with a bare face, playfully faced the camera and casually greeted the barrage, “Hi!”

WOC, I just casually refreshed; I didn’t expect someone to start working early, hahaha!

Fei Fei, you’re up early!

Fei Fei continued with a “shh” and a mischievous expression, “The neighbor, Huya, definitely hasn’t gotten up yet. He stayed up late yesterday. Let’s play a prank on him.”

Wait, why did Huya stay up late? I seem to have missed a blind spot.

Ahahaha, it’s indeed you, Fei Fei. Planning to cause trouble before the program even starts!

Fei Fei continued, “I’ll call a waiter to knock on his door and tell him it’s already twelve o’clock. The other guests have all gone to the recording center.”

much harm, hahaha!

Fei is truly the mischief-maker of this show.

Wait, has Teacher Dan also arrived? Will you accidentally broadcast something that shouldn’t be broadcast when you open the door? Ahhh!

After Fei Fei opened the live broadcast, the number of viewers skyrocketed, and the barrage was full of laughter at his antics.

By the time it was close to nine o’clock, other cosplayers had also gradually opened their live broadcasts, and everyone expressed that it was getting hard to keep up.

The specially invited guest from abroad, Emie, also went online, and the barrage surged again.

At this point, FuFu’s live room was still black, and the fans of FuFu were eagerly waiting.

At home, Song FuZhi set up a camera in the study and said to Shi Zhang, who was on the phone, “It’s okay, I’ll go live first, talk to them for a while, and have breakfast later.”

Shi Zhang frowned. “They promised to deliver breakfast at eight thirty. It’s past nine now.”