God's son-in-law

Chapter 290 I don't know how high the sky is?

"Crafting is originally a lowly profession for people to entertain and show monkeys. Look at it now, it has become the idol of the whole people, and the dream of the whole people. Even many business leaders can't compare with the official people. Why are you? Just By being able to please people?"

The man talked eloquently on the stage, and so far no one can stop him.

In the guest seat, there were at least hundreds of celebrities who came this time, and he scolded them all.

However, these celebrities just looked at the men on the stage with cold eyes, neither angry nor expression, as if they were watching a show, and had nothing to do with them.

It seemed that they didn't take the man seriously at all, but treated him like an idiot.

"The most useless ones and the ones who contribute the least to society are you people. Where do you have the confidence to think that you are superior to others?"

The man continued, unfortunately, it seems that he has no chance.

The newly arrived security guards have already assembled, and the man's friends are so few that they cannot be stopped.

The security guard stepped forward and dragged the man away very bluntly.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, there was a little episode that affected everyone's mood. Just now we had a few doctors from the mental hospital backstage. Everyone knows why they came. Let's get back to business..."

After dragging the man away, the host stood on the stage and spoke eloquently again.

He found an excuse and dismissed the man just now as mentally ill.

"Wow!"

The applause was thunderous, led by the stars in the guest seats, and the audience applauded together, as if affirming that the organizer was right.

As for the man just now, no one cared, as if he didn't exist at all.

"Hmm! Don't rush to get down to business! It's too boring, it's not as interesting as what happened just now."

Just as the host paused for a while, another discordant voice sounded.

Everyone looked for the source of the sound.

The scene seemed to have changed again. Nie Yuan was holding a microphone in his hand, surrounded by a few men in black guarding him.

Lin Xiyu looked at him complainingly, as if she wanted to persuade him, but she couldn't.

At the place where the stage was connected to the backstage, the man who was about to be blown away stood there again, and there were still two men in black beside him.

People from around Jiuli rushed over.

"Am I wrong? I don't know who made this thing. It's really boring. It's better to play something interesting."

Nie Yuan had already got up and walked towards the stage while talking, followed by the man in black.

"Security! Security!"

The host was so anxious that he sweated and called the security again.

Unfortunately, this time the security guard seems to have disappeared without any movement.

"Society should let a hundred flowers bloom, and it is a good thing for people to have opinions!"

Nie Yuan ignored the host and came to the center of the stage to continue talking to himself.

He didn't know until he stood on the stage. At this moment, he really agreed with the man's words.

The hundreds of celebrities below are like the walking dead, looking at everything with cold eyes, it seems that they only show expressions on people who are stronger than themselves, and dismiss others.

How is it like a machine?

Nie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then continued: "I'm in charge, play something else tonight, and you can talk about any opinions and gameplay at any time."

"Shanbuki! You are going too far! Hurry down, don't make trouble here... In fact, no one cares about your identity at all."

The host wanted to be polite, and after a pause, he spoke the truth.

It's true that Shanbuki won the person of the year, but that doesn't prove anything. This is a grand event in the entertainment industry, and it has nothing to do with Shanbuki.

Pretending here will only look idiotic and ridiculous.

"Send someone to guard him, don't speak without my order, and bring me a chair. I've been injured recently, so it's not suitable for standing for a long time."

Nie Yuan relaxed his muscles and bones, and gave a command indifferently.

The next second, a man in black walked to the host's side and gave a warning in a low voice.

Another man in black directly brought a nice soft chair from the backstage and put it behind Nie Yuan.

Nie Yuan sat up and nodded, feeling good.

"Hmm! The location is wrong, the feng shui here is not good."

He thought about it again, there seemed to be something in the center of the stage, and he was not suitable to sit here.

So he moved the soft chair a little, and continued to sit on the side of the center.

From the beginning to the end, the people below looked at him like an idiot, and it didn't change at all.

"Are you finished..."

"Snapped!"

The host couldn't stand it and opened his mouth again, and then the man in black next to him slapped him.

That seemed to say, don't ignore his warning.

The host directly left 4 fingerprints on his face, which were red.

The loud and crisp applause passed through the microphone, and the loudspeaker rang through the audience.

"Hey! I really did it! No one cares."

The indifferent scene finally made a sound.

Someone below was surprised and talked in a low voice.

The man with more exaggerated eyes was the man who gave the speech just now. He stared blankly at Nie Yuan, even adoring him in his eyes.

Good guy!He just said a few words to express his dissatisfaction, but this person dared to do it!

He actually wanted to go up and continue talking, but the man in black wouldn't let him.

Because Nie Yuan was above, what he said was almost the same, and the next thing to do would be to add explanations or give examples.

There is no need to say that.

"Hahaha... It's the Wei family's responsibility to die, let's see who can save you this time."

At this time, a handsome figure stood up at the guest seat.

Li Junmeng gloated a little, but his voice was a little low, and not many people heard it.

Nie Yuan waved his hand, and a man in black nodded, calling to the backstage to bring a microphone to the guest seats and pass it to Li Junmeng.

Li Junmeng was not afraid, and said it again into the microphone.

The last time I was defeated by Nie Yuan, I never had a chance to retaliate, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come.

"It's not bad, it's interesting if you talk more, pass the microphone down and bring him up."

Nie Yuan replied calmly, not only not angry, but also agreed with Li Junmeng's behavior.

It's just... the next moment, the man in black below took back the microphone and handed it to another man in black, who himself pushed Li Junmeng to let Li Junmeng onto the stage.

Li Junmeng was reluctant, and then was directly restrained by the man in black, pressed onto the stage, stood to one side, and was punished.

"This is not your place, are you too arrogant? You don't even care about the occasion if you want to die?"

Li Junmeng was not convinced, and continued to speak ill of Nie Yuan.

"There's no need to say the same thing again, just kneel down if you continue to make trouble."

Nie Yuan was indifferent.

The man in black stepped forward, and Li Junmeng was dumbfounded when he faced the man in black who subdued him again.

At this moment, he seemed to be afraid, and he didn't dare to speak casually.

"Husband, what's wrong? Why is it so abnormal today?"

Lin Xiyu sat in the guest seat, trembling with fear, walking on thin ice.

She didn't dare to think about it at all, Nie Yuan's actions might make them unable to survive in the future, and the consequences would be very serious.

"Is this person too unscrupulous? Is it really just Shanbuki? How dare he do this, is he really not afraid?"

"Yeah, I wonder too, why did those men in black listen to him?"

"Li Junmeng is right, the organizer is the Wei family! It's purely courting death."

The audience couldn't keep calm and began to chat.

The scene suddenly became noisy.

Even if there is no microphone, but there are too many conversations, the sound waves are terrifying.

"Let's make a fuss! A brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, call me after it's done, what the hell!"

At this time, a slightly older celebrity in the guest seat picked up the microphone and said something, expressing his dissatisfaction, then turned and left.

He seemed to be blaming the organizer for not doing things well, and letting Nie Yuan, an unruly little character, make trouble.

Wait until Nie Yuan is settled before inviting him.

It's a pity that at this time, the exits of the Huarong Hall are all held by the men in black, and they can't leave.

"Stand on the stage, don't let me invite you!"

At the door, a man in black faced the star indifferently.

Then, without exception, he was "invited" to the stage and punished to stand.