The lively, warm and short meeting that was uniquely hosted by He Jun was finally interrupted by the hateful Li Boya amidst everyone's laughter.

After looking at the camera, Li Boya kept twirling his index finger at He Jun, signaling He Jun to quickly get back to the topic. The three hundred audience members, men and women, all stared at each other angrily and started shouting.

"Devil Li, don't interrupt, we are having a great time chatting!"

"Put your fingers away, or else..."

"Demon Li, please don't move. Teacher He continues."

"Where did I put my half bottle of water? Isn't it illegal to throw it over?"

…

Looking at Li Boya, who was so irritated by each and every one of the three hundred spectators, especially the sarcastic smile on his face, it really made He Jun and the others happy.

It's like a glass of cold beer in the dog days of summer. After one glass, it's really hearty and refreshing!

You, Li Boya, finally fell into your own hands.

This episode was planned by Li Boya, so seeing Li Boya reaping the consequences, He Jun and the other six should be even more relieved.

He Jun, who had been observing Li Boya for a long time, saw Li Boya's dark face and squinted eyes, and those crescent moon eyes were jokingly called by the audience as a sign before the devil comes.

Therefore, it was inevitable that Li Boya would jump over the wall to anger the audience. He Jun picked up the microphone at the right time to stop the indignant audience.

"Okay, okay, as long as everyone understands our suffering, don't anger Li Boya anymore, otherwise you will be fine and we will suffer."

After He Jun finished speaking, the five people from Sinan also reacted.

Indeed, Li Boya may not be able to do anything with the audience, but this guy has done this thing of "taking it for granted" not just once or twice.

Therefore, the five people from Sinan quickly abandoned their gloating expressions on their faces and followed He Jun in a serious manner to persuade the 300 spectators who were fighting against the injustice.

Huang Bo took He Jun's microphone: "Everyone, you all know Li Boya's demon nickname. He can't do anything to you, but we will have to pay the price for it afterwards. Don't scold him, I'm scared!"

The timid Huang Bo made 300 viewers laugh.

Under the laughter of the three hundred audience members, Sun Yanwang took the microphone and said seriously: "We all know that Li Boya is bad. Just keep it in your heart, or you can scold him online for us after you go back. Don't force him to go to the palace on the spot. Everyone is obedient.

!”

The audience burst into laughter. Their smiling eyes followed the transfer of the microphone and looked at Hu Ge, who took the microphone at this moment.

"I have nothing to say about Li Boya!"

With that said, Hu Ge handed the microphone to Simon while the audience was in an unexpected state of confusion.

And Sinan, who also didn't expect Hu Ge to act so hastily, took the microphone with a confused look on his face, and the audience smiled again.

The contrast between Hu Ge's cunning and Sinan's unexpectedness really made people laugh, so in addition to the audience, He Jun and the other four also chuckled.

Holding the microphone, Si Nan glanced at the audience with a depressed expression, and then turned to look at Hu Ge, who looked proud: "It's just fine for you. I won't offend both sides. I have nothing to say. I won't offend Li Boya, and I won't offend either."

Don’t let the audience think you are cowardly.”

"But you threw the microphone so suddenly, what are you going to say?"

Sinan deliberately amplified his anger, making the audience smile again.

Anger is real anger, but no one's anger can be expressed as thoroughly as Si Nan's. Therefore, the audience also saw the effect of Si Nan's variety show, but they were not disgusted. Instead, they watched it with gusto.

The audience didn't think about it carefully, but the reason was actually very simple. Simon's anger was not fake or pretentious. He was really angry at Hu Ge's sudden scapegoating.

Normal people, especially in public, most people would hide their true emotions, but Simon just took off this mask called self-cultivation and released his true emotions.

So this is 'true', and the audience will naturally not be disgusted after seeing it.

As the audience watched with laughter, Si Nan glared and shouted with a smile, then took the microphone and walked up to Peng Xiaoyu, who had a smile on his face.

"Whatever you are looking at, I just want to pass the blame to you, how about it?"

Staring at Peng Xiaoyu angrily, Simon handed him the microphone and then returned to his original position without looking back.

"Hahaha……"

Not only the audience, but also He Jun and the others were not expecting such a confident blaming. They were slow to respond and burst into laughter.

"Sinan, you've done enough. I wouldn't have bullied Xiaoyu like this."

"Xiaoyu feels bitter, but Xiaoyu doesn't talk much!"

"Xiaoyu, beat him!"

"Let's do it, Xiaoyu, let everyone see, your devilish muscles are definitely not what you look like!"

…

Listening to He Jun and the others encouraging Peng Xiaoyu to beat up Simon, the audience at this moment really couldn't help but laugh again.

It's off topic again, and getting further and further off topic.

Behind the camera, Li Boya looked at He Jun and the others who were raising their hands and laughing, and he also held his forehead and sighed helplessly.

Helpless, Li Boya had no choice but to raise his hand again and twirled his index finger to remind He Jun to quickly get back to the topic.

Li Boya was also afraid that He Jun and the others would go astray again, so after signaling to He Jun, he took a few steps forward and casually threw the script he had prepared on the edge of the stage.

Seeing such a scene, He Jun was also speechless for a while.

His family knew their own affairs, and the ability of the six of them to go off topic sometimes made He Jun himself go a little crazy. They could talk about a trivial matter like no one else.

Glancing at Li Boya who had retreated behind the camera, He Jun sighed silently, then stepped forward, bent down and picked up a piece of paper from the edge of the stage.

Watching He Jun in action, Sinan and the other five also stopped joking.

It was said to be a one-paper script, which was to show Li Boya's favor. The one-paper script that He Jun picked up, He Jun didn't even need to count, and it definitely didn't exceed fifty words.

'Three hundred viewers, all six fans. Find out who each fan belongs to, complete the team formation, and then you can continue the filming of this episode's audience tour. The specific rules will be announced later.'

After reading the script, He Jun nodded clearly, and the five people from Sinan who gathered around also nodded to express their understanding, and then looked at the 300 audience members in the audience carefully.

With Li Boya's virtue, since the 300 viewers are all fans of the six of them, it can't be false, but how to find it, it will definitely not be that simple.

But one thing, He Jun and the others are very convinced that Li Boya is a typical patient with "fairness" disease, so the 300 audience members in the audience at this moment must be equally divided among the six classes.

In other words, there are three hundred viewers, six of them, each with fifty fans.

Fair? No, sometimes it’s too tidy, and it’s more troublesome to find. Fifty fans, a round number, if you don’t have enough, you have to make up, and if there are more, you have to subtract.

In short, the scene at that meeting must have been very embarrassing.

On the stage, He Jun and the other six people all understood the evil nature of Li Boya's move, so they all glared angrily at Li Boya behind the camera.

Even though He Jun and the six people now have a backstage of 300 viewers, they don't dare to really offend Li Boya. Otherwise, as I said before, afterwards, not far away, they will challenge the endless challenge of the second season, the last issue of Running Man.

Li Boya would definitely not let them off lightly.

Helpless, He Jun and the six of them looked at each other, and then He Jun picked up the microphone, looked at the 300 audience members and said: "You are too bad, you even lied to us with Li Boya. Since you are fans of the six of us, why do you want to help?"

Li Boya, do you want to take off your powder?"

One stone stirs up thousands of waves.

"No, I was forced!"

"If we don't help Demon Li, he won't allow us to come in. I can't help myself, Old Hu!"

"Me too!"

"I am Teacher He who loves you, you have to believe me!"

"Peng Xiaoyu, I am a die-hard fan!"

…

For a moment, the entire scene was noisy. The six He Jun people who had originally taken this opportunity to observe were at a loss due to the excitement of the 300 spectators.

It was so chaotic that I didn’t have time to look for it. I could only identify a few, but each of them has fifty fans. How many? It’s still far from enough!

Looking at each other with wry smiles, the six of them, He Jun, looked at the confident Li Boya behind the camera.

Ha, it turns out that the reason why there are so many people in the audience of 300 is to confuse the audience!

The Tao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.

He Jun and the other six were really a little disappointed at this moment. Their cleverness had once again been defeated by Li Boya's as expected. This made them doubt the authenticity of that old saying.

Can the Three Stooges really beat Zhuge Liang?

Without thinking too much, He Jun did not forget his own job. He picked up the microphone, looked at the audience who were very discerning, and then calmed down obediently, and said: "Rules, I believe Boya must have told everyone before.

, so now, we have to start selecting people.”
Chapter completed!