"Drip, get special items - Lucky Turntable!"

Lucky Turntable: Xuan does not save Fei, Krypton will not change his life. This item is dangerous, please use it with caution!

Above the item introduction, there were eye-catching reminders. Su Mu was a little confused for a moment.

After clicking, a turntable appeared directly in front of me, and the turntable was divided into five areas.

Fei Ke: This prop has nothing to do with you!

Black face: It is recommended to wash your face, which may lead to luck.

Mortals: Yes and no, each has a chance.

Lucky Son: Good luck will always be with you.

Ouhuang: Tailored for you!

There are five options corresponding to each. Su Mu's face turned dark when he looked at this scene.

What the hell? Play with him.

Isn't it a lucky turntable?

Why do you have options like Fei Ke and Black-faced?

Su Mu looked closely and found that the probability of the black face was one percent, and the probability of the black face was ten percent. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the probability is low.

Hey, it's not right. If you win the Fei Ke directly, should you say you're lucky or unlucky?

One percent can win, it should be considered lucky.

"Drip, turn the turntable and start drawing."

The mechanical sound of the system sounded, and the next moment, the turntable pointer turned.

"Don't be a bad chief, don't be a bad chief, don't be a bad chief..."

Closed his eyes, Sumu began to pray.

He doesn't want to be a bad chief now.

"Drip, lucky son, lasts for five minutes."

The mechanical sound of the system sounded, and the next moment, there was no prompt.

Su Mu was stunned for a moment. He was a little helpless when he was not a false chief.

This system prompts are always incomplete.

The previous bad luck talisman was.

The lucky son now doesn't know what to expect.

And just as Sumu was waiting, the other stage waiting room was waiting.

"Teacher Guo, it's your turn next."

Waiting outside, the program crew of the Spring Festival Gala reminded.

The two inside were also nervously preparing.

"Teacher, it's time to show up."

"Yeah, go."

The middle-aged man named Teacher Guo responded, then stepped forward, but he stepped on his left foot and his right foot strangely, and his body fell down uncontrollably.

"teacher."

The man exclaimed, wanting to help him, but he hit him hard.

"bump!"

For a moment, the two fell to the ground together without bleeding, but both of them fell into a coma.

"Oh my God, Teacher Guo, come here."

The staff outside heard the sound and were stunned when they came in.

The two of them leaned against the other, both lying on the ground, unconscious.

The staff couldn't help but exclaim, and for a moment, the sound echoed in the backstage of the stage.

"Hurry, hurry up, call the medical staff."

"Everyone lets you go, don't squeeze in."

"If you are on the court, be prepared with peace of mind, everything is fine."

“…………………”

There was someone maintaining order at the scene, and on the other side, because Xie Hongming was angry, Ren Hao was stunned when he heard something happened to Teacher Hou.

He ran straight over without saying a word.

"How is the situation?"

When Ren Hao arrived, he saw that the medical staff had already started treatment and couldn't help but feel panicked.

This is the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. If something happens, it will be a live broadcast accident.

"Life is not dangerous, but I shouldn't wake up for the time being."

The medical staff stood up and shook their heads at Ren Hao.

For a moment, it was like a thunder thunder exploded in Ren Hao's mind.

Can't wake up for the time being?

Is this a joke?

There are two more programs in a while, and they will be on stage.

You tell me now that I won't wake up later.

Who will play in that future?

Ren Hao's inner flames could no longer be restrained.

Xie Hongming had already caused him a mess, but now another accident happened.

Come on, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be his last time.

"No, I have to find someone."

When Ren Hao thought of his future, he still felt that he had to fight.

You can't just give up like that.

"Are there anyone who can tell crosstalk on the spot? Two people come."

I can no longer care about anything else, and there are many talents at the Spring Festival Gala.

Ren Hao is now treating the dead horse as a living horse.

Find two people who can speak crosstalk and push them first before explaining.

Otherwise, the program will be bye and the duration will be affected.

His Spring Festival Gala this time was a mess.

Ren Hao shouted out his words, and the field fell silent for a moment.

A crosstalk?

Let’s not talk about whether they will be able to do so. Who dares to get involved in this situation?

I didn't even read the manuscript, and I just posted it like this, I'm afraid something must have happened.

Those who can participate in the Spring Festival Gala are all talented people.

Who dares to take this risk?

"Teacher Li, don't you like to talk crosstalk? Watch it."

"No, no, no, I just play around and can't get on the stage."

Ren Hao asked at someone, and the man waved his hand and refused.

"Teacher Zhang, have you not studied crosstalk before? Look."

"Oh, I haven't practiced for too long and I'm unfamiliar."

I asked several questions in a row, but they all refused.

For a moment, everyone retreated.

Ren Hao looked at this scene and felt hatred, but he could understand it.

If it were him, he would have made such a choice.

"Well, why don't I try it."
To be continued...