Zhao Gang-liang turned his back to the audience.

Lin Shuya was in front of Zhao Gangling.

Zhao Gang's hands were spread open.

The whole person is like a big net.

Living is like a mountain?

In short, that thin figure was completely blocked by this net and this mountain.

The paint is beautiful and colorful.

They were all behind Zhao Gang-ling.

Zhao Gang's head, neck, back, buttocks, legs, and feet were all painted.

Lin Shuya supported her hands on the bed, looking at the person who was smiling and facing her, for some reason, her hands trembled slightly.

"There are always some turtle people who don't want us to have a good time."

Zhao Gangliang smiled helplessly and stood up straight.

Tick ​​tick tick.

Paint dripped onto the ground.

The whole auditorium was silent.

Everyone saw the man on the stage.

The man opened his arms and blocked all the paint behind him.

Is this a conditioned reflex?

Or instinct?

The paint was sticky, and Zhao Gang's slapped feet were squeaking on the ground, making a squeaking sound.

"You didn't..."

Lin Shuya was just about to ask you, right? But she heard a woman's cry.

"Brother Flyer!"

Han Tiantian rushed out from the backstage beside her, rushed to Zhao Gang-ling, and shouted, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Zhao Gangliang smiled and shook his head, saying, "Just a little paint, what can I do?"

Lin Shuya's slightly opened lips and closed them.

"It's fine, haha, who is splashing paint on the turtle!"

Han Tiantian put her hands on her hips and glared at the audience.

It’s a pity that the paint-splashed people had already run away after pouring the paint. Where can I see people?

"Sweet, calm down."

Zhao Gang-rye shook the paint on his hand and said, "Just a little paint, just wash it off."

After saying that, Zhao Gang looked at the audience apologetically and said loudly, "I'm sorry, everyone, there was such a sudden situation. I have to clean it first. If everyone is willing to wait, wait for me here. In five minutes, I will come back after washing."

After saying that, Zhao Gang-ling turned around and walked off the stage.

"We're waiting for you."

A fat man suddenly shouted loudly.

"We're waiting for you."

"We're waiting for you."

It seemed that it was inspired by emotions, and countless people shouted loudly.

Zhao Gang's body froze slightly, looked at the boys below the audience who shouted loudly that we were waiting for you, smiled bitterly, and said, "A large group of big men shouted to wait for me, why do you think it's so strange?"

"Hahaha."

The whole auditorium laughed.

Yang Shihan's face was normal, but there was a lot of anger in her eyes.

She didn't expect that such a large area of ​​paint would not stick to Lin Shuya a little!

Even if it's not a little bit!

Lin Shuya's skirt is still so white, and her hair is still so soft!

The rice bucket is a bunch of rice buckets!

Yang Shihan clenched his fists.

Paint is difficult to clean.

Zhao Gangle washed it for nearly half an hour before washing all the paint.

Although the paint was cleaned, the whole body still had a smell of paint.

Zhao Gang-ling walked straight from the backstage to the stage.

As soon as Zhao Gangliang appeared, shocking applause and cheers burst out in the auditorium.

During this half hour, no one left the auditorium.

Everyone was patiently waiting in the auditorium, waiting for Zhao Gangliang to come back.

It was as if the people were waiting for their king to return with triumphant return.

Zhao Gang-ryung raised his hand, waved to the audience in the auditorium, and said, "Thank you everyone, let's continue our play."

A light sentence seems to have forgotten all the things that have been splashed with paint before.

The next drama went smoothly.

When the play came to an end, everyone stood up in the auditorium to applaud all the actors in the play.

The applause lasted for a long time and lasted for a long time.

Zhao Gang-ling and others thanked several times before the students in the auditorium dispersed reluctantly.

"Thank you just now."

While packing up his things, Lin Shuya said to Zhao Gangliang.

"It's okay."

Zhao Gang smiled and was about to speak, but Han Tiantian came over.

"Brother Flying Hall, Shu Ya, let's go for a midnight snack together. Everyone is going to celebrate the evening celebration banquet." Han Tiantian said.

"OK."

Lin Shuya nodded and said, "I have to have a drink with Ganglien. Thanks for saving me just now."

"You guys go first."

Zhao Gang-ling said, "I'll go later and do something first."

"good."

Han Tiantian never asked Zhao Gang-ling what he was going to do. Since Zhao Gang-ling said he was going to do something, Han Tiantian pulled Lin Shuya away first.

Zhao Gangliang left the auditorium and went directly to a small wood in the back mountain.

In the woods, several people collapsed on the ground.

Next to these people, Zhou Tongyan and Wang Hao and others were standing.

"Are you caught it?"

Zhao Gang-ling said to Zhou Tong.

"Um."

Zhou Tongyan nodded and said, "We caught them after a while after they ran out of the auditorium. Damn, they are all practicing. I'm useless, I'm useless."

"Liangjiazi? From the Ancient Martial Arts Association?" Zhao Gang raised his eyebrows.

"If you know we are from the Ancient Martial Arts Association, please let us go quickly, otherwise our boss will not let you go!"

A man on the ground gritted his teeth and said.

"Speak again."

Zhou Tongyan kicked him over, and the man covered his face and fell to the ground and rolled straight on the ground.

"Gangliu, these people said that someone named Yu Xiaowei asked them to pour paint on them." Wang Hao said.

"Yu Xiaowei?"

Zhao Gang-ling said in surprise, "That person is not dead yet?"
To be continued...