Chapter 677

At this moment, in the live-streaming room, millions of netizens were laughing like pigs.

"Hahahaha, this is too funny! Every artist comes out full of spirit, but after seeing Lin Yu's signature, they instantly lose their luster; these expressions are too real."

"I just saw Song Yaxuan and Liu Yaowen drop their jaws; their hands holding the pens were trembling, clearly their hearts were stirred by massive waves, and they were no longer calm."

"This scene is too hilarious; the area around Lin Yu and Tian Xiwei's names looks like it's been painted over; this signature board has been turned into a target, and except for Lin Yu's bullseye, everyone else is outside the target."

"Let the organizers play dirty with Lin Yu, they deserve it! And putting Lin Yu in the first position to appear, this is called asking for trouble and bringing it upon themselves."

"This is so much better; everyone is signing seriously, and there are no more of those octopus-like scribbles."

"Exactly, celebrities nowadays take themselves too seriously; the way they sign their names, if you didn't know better, you'd think they had Parkinson's."

"Damn, the next ones to appear are Yang Yang and Hua Chenyu; it seems both of their fanbases have blacklisted Lin Yu before; there's a personal grudge!"

"Wow! So exciting, I really want to see what kind of reaction they'll have when they see Lin Yu's signature."

Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang were chatting and laughing backstage.

They didn't realize what had happened at all, and when they went on stage, they were generous and posed for the media reporters.

They brought out their most shining and handsome sides.

"Please sign on the signature board."

After host Bai Keli finished this sentence, everyone at the scene held their breath, and the camera locked directly onto Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang.

"This, what is this situation?"

When they saw the outrageous scene on the signature board, Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang were somewhat shocked.

Especially when they saw Lin Yu and Tian Xiwei's names in the center, they were even more furious, and they wished they could take a pen and cross out the two names right now.

"This show-off really makes me feel disgusted."

Hua Chenyu narrowed his eyes and said fiercely.

"You love showing off so much. Why don't you just let Weibo be named after you!"

Yang Yang also muttered unhappily.

But Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang couldn't deny that Lin Yu's handwriting was indeed superb, even reaching a level of dimensionality reduction; this was simply not the level of calligraphy an artist should have.

"Uh... where should we sign?"

After Yang Yang asked this,

the two fell into a dead silence, somewhat caught in a dilemma.

"Of course, write it on the heads of those two cheapskates, Lin Yu and Tian Xiwei."

"Otherwise, people will really think we're afraid of him."

Hua Chenyu puffed out his chest and said righteously.

"This, is this appropriate?"

Yang Yang asked suspiciously, hesitating.

"What are you afraid of? I've practiced calligraphy since I was a child; if you're afraid, go sign somewhere else. Who decided we have to give way to Lin Yu?"

Hua Chenyu said indignantly.

Afterwards, regardless of anything else, he started writing his name 10cm directly above Lin Yu's.

Seeing this, Yang Yang didn't want to be outdone and wrote his name about a dozen centimeters to the left of Lin Yu's name.

The live-streaming room exploded when they saw this scene.

"Damn, how dare these two? Can't they see their own amateur level? Still trying to rub shoulders with him, do they have any shame?"

"Out of place! The difference between clouds and mud, and they still have the nerve to show their faces; worthy of being a 'mage', his spell-casting and talisman-drawing are truly something, it made me laugh."

"Can no one manage this? This feels like spitting into the national treasure Four-Sheep Square Vessel, or touching the 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' with oily hands; it's so uncomfortable to look at, it's disgusting!"

"How dare Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang do this? If this were in the past, they would be beheaded."

"Is it endless? Are you guys sick? Our brother can write wherever he wants; is this Weibo Night opened by Lin Yu's family? Why should we give way to him?"

"Exactly, setting aside the facts, the characters Hua Hua wrote also have a unique charm; anyway, I think they look much better than Lin Yu's."

"People like Lin Yu are just grandstanding; he's everywhere, he's just a show-off; I hate people like this the most; the Weibo Night should cancel his guest qualification."

"Yo yo yo, they're anxious; I won't say who's anxious."

"........."

Just as the netizens were arguing endlessly, the last wave of big shots also entered one after another.

It was clearly noticeable that all the media reporters at the scene straightened their expressions, and visibly, even hosts Si Jiajia and Bai Keli were a bit nervous.

"Next to appear are Chinese directors Jiang Wen and Zhang Yimou."

Upon hearing these two names, everyone at the scene couldn't help but pay close attention.

These two are definitely milestones in Chinese film history, two heavyweights who can be recorded in the annals of merit.

Zhang Yimou's status as the national director needs no further explanation.

Almost every film he has made since he started has received great attention, and he even directed the Yanjing Olympics; he is definitely a heroic figure.

Please send flowers.