Chapter 75 Sir, there is no need to fight so hard

Chapter 75 Sir, there is no need to fight so hard

Chapter 75 Sir, there is no need to fight so hard
As Hao Yun and the other five people came on stage, the monk Xuan Kong smiled and said, "It seems that the five donors have a connection with my Buddha. Since you are already on stage, can you briefly introduce yourselves?"

Xuan Kong handed them another microphone and asked them to introduce themselves one at a time.

Judging from the five people standing on the stage, Xuankong did not choose them randomly, but after careful consideration.

The five people chosen are all males, and the youngest is eight years old, and the oldest is in his early sixties. It can be said that people of all ages are taken care of.

Moreover, Hao Yun made a special observation and found that these five people all had some muscles. Even the eight-year-old boy had some muscle lines on his arms.

This shows that Xuankong is very confident in his senior brother Xuanjing.

If he didn't want to give away the thousand yuan, he could just pick some old, weak, sick and disabled people.

The five people were introduced one by one.

The little brother is a street dancer and has been doing it for three years at such a young age, so there is absolutely no problem with his body coordination and hand strength.

The other two middle-aged men were from the fire brigade and the special services team respectively.

When they took off their coats and revealed the muscles underneath, everyone in the audience cheered and screamed.

Even that old man had participated in the defense of Dragon Country and had been a glorious pioneer soldier.

After listening to the four people's introductions, Hao Yun's head was buzzing.

It's over, come at me!
Hao Yun was still thinking that since there were old people and children around, at least he wouldn't be the last one.

As a result, Xuankong picked up two monsters!

The microphone was handed to Hao Yun, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Hao Yun suddenly felt a huge pressure!

Only those who have actually been on stage can understand how socially devastated Hao Yun was at that moment!

At this moment, he was standing on the stage, and for the first time he realized that people's gazes could become real!

Seeing that Hao Yun had been holding the microphone without saying anything, Xuan Kong couldn't help but remind him.

"My friend, please briefly introduce yourself."

After being reminded by Xuankong, Hao Yun finally came back to his senses.

He cleared his throat and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Hao Yun, and I'm a freshman at Magic University."

The smile on Xuankong's face suddenly froze.

Is this over?

Bro, you're too short!
Netizens in the live broadcast room burst out laughing when they saw this scene.

"Is this Good Luck's first time on stage? It makes me laugh to death. He is visibly embarrassed."

"Ah, help me! Seeing how reserved Good Luck is, why do I feel like I'm going to die? My toes are about to dig their way out of this apartment!"

"How can I not be nervous? Look at the four people standing on the stage. Which one of them is a pushover? It's okay if Good Luck can't beat those two uncles, after all, they have a special job and are at the peak of their physical fitness. But if he can't even beat the old man and the child, that would be too embarrassing."

"Brother Good Luck is pretty strong. If I were in this situation, I would definitely piss myself on the spot."

Xuan Kong didn't expect Hao Yun to be so introverted. He had no choice but to pass the microphone to the first firefighter.

"Mr. Li, before the imitation challenge begins, do you have any talents to show everyone?"

Li Chuang said shyly, "I am just an ordinary firefighter and I have never practiced any talent. How about I perform a push-up for everyone?"

The audience was somewhat disappointed.

What’s so good about push-ups?

This is definitely not a talent.

Just when everyone thought so, Li Chuang lay on the ground and started doing push-ups with one hand, doing thirty in one breath.

Hao Yun was shocked. You don't call this a talent?
That’s right, this is not called talent, this is called a unique skill!
It was the turn of the second special forces member, Wang Xie, who also said very modestly: "My upper body strength is not very good, so I will show you a squat."

Then Wang Xie did fifty single-leg squats on the stage in front of everyone.

One leg!

Fifty squats!
Did you pick a special forces soldier to come up?

It was the old man's turn, and he looked very kind.

"I'm old and can't do push-ups and squats. I'm prone to back strain."

Hao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the old man is a normal person.

As soon as Hao Yun had this thought, he saw the old man picked up two beer bottles from somewhere, and smashed them directly on his head with two bangs!
Hao Yun: ...

Hao Yun couldn't help it and whispered something aside.

"Master, it's just a talent show. There's no need to risk your life, right?"

The old man smiled and replied in ventriloquy: "You know nothing. This may be the last time I will be glorious in my life."

Hao Yun followed the old man's gaze and saw a group of middle-aged women looking at him shyly.

Good, good, old man, you are still as good as ever!

You’re already this age, and you’re still thinking about picking up girls, right?

But have you really practiced it? Your head is bleeding!

The old man obviously noticed that he was bleeding. He pretended to wipe his hair with his hand, and then wiped the blood off calmly.

It always gives people a feeling of calmness and elegance.

Hao Yun was really afraid that the old man would faint soon.

The microphone was quickly handed to the little boy.

Hao Yun looked at the little boy with pleading eyes and shook his head at him.

There's no need, kid. You're still young and there are plenty of opportunities to embarrass yourself.

There is no need to use all your strength this time.

Hao Yun shook his head to persuade Xiao Haige to be steady. However, in the eyes of Xiao Haige, who had been influenced by street dance culture for a long time, Hao Yun's shaking of his head was a contempt and disdain for himself!

Can you tolerate this kid?
After all, he is the street dance leader of South District Primary School. How could he be despised by Hao Yun, a good-for-nothing college student?
The kid picked up the microphone and said in a low voice: "I don't have any talent, so I'll just perform a street dance for you. I hope you like it."

The little boy handed the microphone to Xuankong, and then performed five difficult floor moves on the spot.

Hao Yun doesn't know much about street dance, so he has no way of judging the difficulty of his moves.

But judging by how clean the floor is, this kid is really amazing.

At least he couldn't do the moves he did.

After the kid showed everyone everything he had learned throughout his life, he made a provocative gesture towards Hao Yun.

The audience immediately cheered and screamed.

Hao Yun was suddenly embarrassed.

What's the meaning!
What do you mean by shouting at this time!
Roast me over the fire!
Just at this time, Xuankong handed over the microphone.

"Student Hao Yun, do you have any talents you want to show everyone?"

(End of this chapter)