Nuwa Growth Diary

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The boundaries of TV programs are clearly and clearly stated, and they are blurred and blurred.

Although the reporter is very bold in interviews, he still eats the media, and he can’t really run rampant with angry young people... Therefore, in addition to on-site interviews, the reporter actually suppressed many places without taking a camera to see.

Like him, he is an alternative interviewer who likes to walk with the sword, although on the surface it is an on-site interview, and various emergencies are dealt with by himself. But in fact, the film crew will still make some preparations before the interview.

For example, how many left-behind people are in a black den that is going to be interviewed, or whether there is any danger or stepping on the line when a reporter at a scene 7 roughly walks for a while... In short, all "sites" must control the scope of the reporter's ability and audience. Within the acceptance range of TV stations.

Just like this time, the so-called scene of 7 was surveyed and screened by the police and experts. Naturally, there is no real danger or illegal scenes. The reason for not allowing access is to protect the scene. And the so-called “sharp disclosure,” "Returning the truth to the public" is actually just like the neighbor saying "My wife wants to take a bath, everyone is not allowed to see", and then a rogue replied "Damn! I must see your wife's cup number"... Dangerous but extremely capricious and difficult behavior.

No danger...

The reporter's restraint was still difficult to conceal his excitement. Before he touched the blood-dried goat, the friends in front of the TV all thought so.

But then the next second happened. The finger of the male goat in the lens stayed on the horns for just two seconds. The naked eye can see a whistling wind blowing in the lens... Why is it visible to the naked eye? ! Because the debris and gravel on the ground were swept up, 7 her black hair also turned into a grass nest at the same time.

7 Raising his hand to block his eyes, he laughed at the camera helplessly: "It seems that after the collapse of the factory building, the ground is too empty, but such strong winds are indeed rare..."

I laughed at myself and fixed my hair at the same time. An old man in a fur clothes walked over from the ruins, his head was covered with white hair almost all the way down to his waist, and a long white beard was also growing under his chin, but Feng Xiaoxiao noticed it. In such a gusty wind in the scene, the old man's long beard and hair barely moved, as if he and everyone were not living in the same dimension.

"It's Fengyan." Yang Yan also noticed this, because Feng Xiaoxiao was the first to spot the male goat relationship in the lens just now. He is not letting go of any detail and observes carefully, intending to be ashamed: "Look, the strong wind in the lens is revolving and resuming. This is not an ordinary horizontal wind. The eye of the wind is a stable and calm place in the cyclone. The old man himself is the eye of the wind, so he will be fine."

Second Olympics!

Feng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and cursed. Look down and fly to find Ao Qian's mobile phone number.

7 The reporter was surprised to see the old man in the lens. But he didn't have such good eyesight as Yang Yan, so he only handled the spot interviews and ran over with the camera: "Master, are you a villager living nearby?!"

Yang Yan sprayed a little, and the old man's beard trembled in the camera.

He experienced the battle of Huangdi Chiyou, and assisted Emperor Zixin in guarding Yin Shang...for thousands of years, he really never met anyone calling himself by the name of the old man.

The old man glanced at 7 up and down. The prolonged voice finally spoke, and asked, "You just touched the goat?!"

"It's me..." 7 inexplicably, he hesitated to answer and asked: "The goat is your home?!"

The old man nodded, without answering yes or no, and then asked: "Then you are here to find that man?!"

the man? ! Who? !

Uncle, our channel seems to be wrong!

7 Blink, then blink again, with a dazed face but still following the sensitivity of the clues of intuition, answering: "If you say yes, then so be it..."

As soon as the voice fell, before everyone could react, the old man suddenly violent when he got the answer, and reached out his hand and grabbed it at 7.

7 Under the prestige, I do have some skill. In front of the camera, everyone’s eyes flashed under the iron bridge, and then the camera shook for a while. In the unstable picture, the old and the young fought together in an instant... The friends in front of the TV. All stunned.

"Ciao! What is he doing deliberately teasing the old man when he is idle!" Feng Xiaoxiao brushed and got up from the sofa.

Yang Yan is relatively calm. After all, things have already happened, and the scene is far away. It's useless for him to be excited, so he calmly analyzes: "The old man is not an ordinary person, but the reporter... can't see how good he is. ."

Feng Xiaoxiao’s phone dial was finally connected. It was too late to talk to Ao Qianduo, and he threw the phone to Yang Yan to explain, and pulled out Yang Yan’s apple from the other party. Feng Xiaofei called the TV hotline: “Hello? I am enthusiastic for the audience! Your 7...ahhh! Where did the sharp reporter go for the live interview?!"

The lady of the TV station has a sweet voice and softly refuses: "I'm sorry, because there was an uncontrollable accident at the scene, we have notified the police to adjust it. Please don't worry about it, please don't take the risk yourself.

After a few words of ink, the other party refused to speak, and Feng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to hang up the phone. It just so happened that Yang Yan on the other side had already finished talking to Ao Qian, and after hanging up the phone, he nodded slightly: "Ao Qian will notify us after checking the location of the weather change."

Feng Xiaoxiao finally felt a little comfort, but at the critical moment, his friend was reliable.

The live interview on TV has been cut off, and it is in unlimited advertising. Feng Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa with straight eyes and thought for a while, poke Yang Yan and asked, "That old man is an oriental native?"

"It must have nothing to do with Lucifer's land boundary anyway." Yang Yan took a glass of water slowly, moisturizing his throat and glanced over: "I thought the ruins were Lucifer, but I was just wondering why he suddenly couldn't figure it out. Such a big movement... It seems that Lucifer was indeed there once, but he was probably bullied by another group of people in our realm."

As for Lian Shao? ! That is a pond fish. If he is lucky and leaves Lucifer to his subordinates to teach him, he will probably be fine.

If you are unlucky...tsk! It is estimated that even the phone call to Taoluzi Zhanxuan this afternoon would be unavoidable.

Feng Xiaoxiao chewed on his nails and irritated: "You mean Pangu again?!"

Yang Yan sighed and nodded: "Brother Pan probably pulled a group of talents out to rebel. Brother Xi single-handedly, even if the combat effectiveness is strong, the scope of consideration is limited."

Feng Xiaoxiao was suddenly sad, thinking about Hera being taken away by Xingtian before, and thinking about a mysterious old man who tied Lucifer...Rough calculations, Pangu has a lot of people in his hands, and it's based on Xingtian level. In other words, it is also very likely that they are all prehistoric gods and demons...

Didn’t I hear that those people were killed by Fuxi? ! Why is there so much left? !

If you can't help, it's useless to worry. Feng Xiaoxiao anxiously waited for a few minutes, feeling that when the wall clock was running in seconds, he was restrained by the lady, Ao Qian finally called back: "Said the route is too troublesome, I will pass a map and mark the coordinates. , You just follow that direction, then we will meet."

Yang Yan answered the phone with a high-end atmosphere: "No, the map markings are not accurate enough, you can just tell me the latitude and longitude."

"..."

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Yang Yan and Feng's little instructor asked the hard-working Jingwei to carry it. He rushed to the scene two times back and forth and hurriedly rushed to the interview site. When I thought I would see a miserable scene after the war, or at least it was a person. The ground is empty, but the fact is contrary to speculation.

When the three arrived, the wind was still raging around the ruins, but the old man was no longer visible...not only that, the reporters and the crew of 7 were actually fine.

Of course, fainting is not a problem. The gods and demons can save their lives if they take action. There are only 7 in the ruins and they are still awake, but they seem to be very embarrassed. When Feng Xiaoxiao ran over, the opponent was casually cross-legged on the ruins. Sit, gasping in spite of the image.

"Then 7, are you okay?!"

Feng Xiaoxiao greeted him from a distance. He noticed that there were three more people and he was vigilant. 7 he was relieved and barely supported his body to stand up: "I'm fine, you are?!"

I'm late!

Yang Yan shook his head regretfully, but Ao Qian politely introduced himself. When the two men finished their greetings, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly said: "Why didn't that old man kill you?!"

7 Black line, this question is too straightforward.

"But you are quite good, you can actually support him with many tricks." Feng Xiaoxiao was very smooth and then praised again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This made 7's face soften, and she smiled reluctantly: "Just laugh and laugh. At home, the parents know how to fist, and they practiced a few tricks since they were young, but they didn't expect to be able to manage them."

"Jianghu people?!" Yang Yan interrupted, looking at it seven more times in surprise.

"Uh……"

Feng Xiaoxiao interrupted: "This is not important... Then who, how did you survive just now?!"

7 Suspiciously looking at the small group of eyes, thought for a while, maybe because Yang Yan accidentally mentioned Jianghu just now to dispel his doubts, and finally said after a long while: "In fact, it might be weird to say, but it's a snake to save me..."

"snake?!"

Nodding his head heavily, he stretched out his hand from his waistcoat pocket and grabbed a small black snake: "Maybe you don't believe it. There seems to be some magical abilities in this snake..."

He saw the snake grow in front of him with his own eyes. It instantly grew tens of meters in length and the thickness of the water tank. l3l4

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