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Chapter 53 What a cold joke

Chapter 53 What a cold joke

The appearance of this barrage not only confused Fang Hao, but also a large group of water friends in the live broadcast room.

Where did this rumor come from?

"Didn't someone say before that a fisherman died..." The man weakly posted a comment in the live broadcast room again.

"..."

"..."

A group of people were speechless.

"That's someone else..."

The brain circuit of feelings is a little different from other people's.

What people said was that a fisherman died, not that the anchor died.

Although Fang Hao is also a fisherman, these are two different things.

Not the same person.

But speaking of this.

Everyone was still a little worried about Fang Hao's health.

"Anchor, if you don't rest, will your body be able to handle it?"

"Yes, anchor, you have been fishing for such a long time during the day, and then you come back to fishing at night without rest... can your body handle it?"

"How about the host just fish for two hours tonight and then go back to sleep instead of staying up all night."

Everyone is still very concerned about him, and they are really afraid that Fang Hao's body will have problems due to overwork.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm in very good health, otherwise I wouldn't go out fishing."

"It's strange to say."

"In the afternoon, I took advantage of the time to study this innate skill and practiced the breathing and breathing method according to the steps in the secret book. Unexpectedly, after practicing for a period of time, my spirit became better and better.

It's better than if I slept for six or seven hours."

"I feel so full of energy right now that I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch."

Fang Hao saw the concerns of the water friends in the live broadcast room and told them about his situation.

Including trying to practice Xiantian Kung Fu in the afternoon, I also mentioned it to them.

This is a feeling he can experience himself.

"Huh? Kill a cow with one punch? Anchor, you are such a braggart...why didn't you say that you can fly and escape now?"

"Anchor, you're not fooling us, are you? Have you really practiced that innate skill?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, anchor, you are really brave, you dare to try this."

"Anchor, you practice first and keep doing it...I'll see if there are any changes after practicing for a few months."

"If you, the anchor, are really good at it, you will have to teach us brothers in the live broadcast room."

"Yes, as long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other."

Everyone still didn't pay much attention to Fang Hao's practice of Xiantian Kung Fu.

Most of them are seen as a joke.

It's like doing radio gymnastics.

As for whether you can really learn any skills, it is almost impossible.

No one will believe that you can become a master.

Fang Hao has no way to verify it now.

He had only been exposed to it for more than an hour in the afternoon, and it took only such a short amount of time to practice, but it was impossible to become a master all of a sudden.

He just feels that his mental state is better than before and his physical strength is more abundant.

Nothing else seems to have changed.

How does this manifest itself?

I can only continue to practice and see if there will be any changes in the future.

Fang Hao is not in a hurry, he has plenty of time anyway.

Just practice again when you have free time.

Practicing martial arts cannot be completed overnight, it also takes time and requires accumulation over time.

Whether it can be practiced or not is another matter.

He now treats it as a health-preserving activity, just as exercise.

"Who knows if I can practice it, just treat it as health care."

Fang Hao is also very tolerant.

He really just practiced casually and didn't necessarily have to produce any tricks.

"By the way, do you know any recent national football matches?"

Fang Hao remembered the sports news broadcast on the radio before, and then asked in the live broadcast room.

He still doesn't quite believe that the national football team can beat Italy, and he doesn't know if there will be a match.

He doesn't know much about football, but he knows that the level of the national football team is relatively poor and is at the bottom.

"Huh? The anchor has fallen in love with football?"

"If the anchor wants to watch football, don't watch the national football team. Watch the five major leagues. That's good."

Everyone thought that Fang Hao now liked football, so they recommended him to watch games in the five major leagues. That would be exciting and beautiful.

"That's right, anyway, the national football team is just mud and can't hold up the wall."

"But...it seems that the national football team changed its coach some time ago. The previous head coach Li Tong was arrested. There may be some changes with a new coach."

"The national football team... has a match the day after tomorrow, a match against Italy."

There are really a lot of talents in the live broadcast room, and the information about the national football team was immediately understood.

There really is a match against Italy the day after tomorrow.

"There is nothing interesting about this kind of game. The national football team is playing against Italy. Isn't that just looking for abuse?"

"Blind guessing is 7:0, and you will win completely if you are blind."

"If Italy was more sophisticated, it would probably be 5:1."

No one is optimistic about the national football team, everyone thinks that Italy will beat the national football team.

There's absolutely no comparison between the two teams.

The strength is not on the same level at all.

It's like saying that our table tennis will lose to small African countries? This is basically impossible.

Is it so miserable?

Seeing that everyone thought Italy would beat the national football team, Fang Hao wondered if the radio was broadcasting fake news.

But he hesitated and told the news played on the radio.

Of course, he didn't mention it was from the radio.

"Is it possible that the national football team will make a profit..."

"Hahaha, anchor, you are too funny."

"How could this happen?"

After hearing what Fang Hao said, everyone laughed.

"This is not a science fiction film, nor is it a fantasy film."

"What a cold joke."

"Even if Idaly releases a piece of water from the Pacific Ocean, it is impossible to lose to the national football team."

"Unless it's match-fixing."

"Anchor, are you talking about the women's football team?"

"Anchor, those of us who don't watch football should stop guessing."

"Instead of guessing whether the national football team can win against Italy, let's guess whether you, the anchor, can catch a fish tonight."

No one would agree with Fang Hao's words.

Seeing that everyone thought so, Fang Hao also doubted the authenticity of the information broadcast on the radio.

Let's wait until the game the day after tomorrow to see what the result is and then we will really know.

Forget it, let’s not think about it.

Let's have a good time fishing.

This is his home court.

Let everyone see how he caught the fish tonight.

Returning to the place where he once caught fish, Fang Hao felt confident again.

"Tonight I will let you see what it means to be a fishing master."

"Before, I was just practicing my skills and didn't fully demonstrate my strength."

Fang Hao became more confident.

Even if he has a new fishing rod and is fully prepared, will he still be unable to catch fish?

This is impossible.

"Oh? The anchor is very confident tonight."

"Then let's see what the anchor will catch tonight. Anyway, I don't believe he will catch any fish!"

(End of chapter)


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