Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!

Chapter 218: Let’s All Help Ultraman!

After changing clothes, Wu Bin walked out of the room.

Following him was Fang Ru, her eyes red.

The moment Fang Hao entered, he saw this scene and the smile on his face instantly froze.

"You two..."

Before Fang Hao could finish, Fang Ru found an excuse to leave.

Seeing Fang Ru’s reaction, Fang Hao thought she was feeling embarrassed.

Fang Hao felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and sensed that he needed a moment to calm down.

"Old Fang, what are you thinking about?"

After learning about Fang Hao’s past, Wu Bin walked over, clapped him on the shoulder, and said, "It’s tough for you to take care of this zoo all by yourself."

"But don’t worry, I, Wu Bin, am a man who takes responsibility. Anything that I should be responsible for, I’ll never shirk."

"I’ve just transferred one million to your bank card as operating funds for the zoo. If there’s anything else that’s troubling the zoo in the future, just tell me, I will never refuse!"

Wu Bin felt for Fang Hao and wanted to alleviate some of the pressure the zoo brought him.

But Fang Hao read a different meaning into it.

Wu Bin had clearly been changing clothes, yet he came out of the room with Fang Ru.

After coming out, Wu Bin told him that he would definitely take responsibility and even transferred one million to him?

Fuck!

Could this one million be the betrothal gift!

Fang Hao looked at Wu Bin with a strange expression.

Good lad, I treat you as a partner, but you see me as your uncle-in-law?

Fang Hao took out a cigarette from his pack, placed it in his mouth, but didn’t light it.

After a long while, he finally asked, "Is this my sister’s idea?"

Wu Bin was taken aback, still thinking Fang Hao was talking about the zoo.

"It’s my idea, but your sister agreed too. After all, this is something I should be responsible for."

Fang Hao gave Wu Bin a meaningful look.

"Good lad, you’re a real man."

Fang Hao put the cigarette back into his pocket and sighed, "Let’s go, let’s finish the performance first, and we can have a detailed discussion afterwards."

Fang Hao put on the monster’s headgear, and Wu Bin put on Ultraman’s headgear.

The two walked out of the staff break room side by side, and honestly, they were quite a match.

Since the zoo didn’t have an in-house performance act before, the stage Fang Hao mentioned was really just a somewhat larger open space, it couldn’t even be called a square.

When the kids resting nearby saw Wu Bin and Fang Hao appear, they immediately got excited.

"Mom, look! Ultraman! That’s Ultraman!"

"Wow, that’s the monster Gomora!"

Seeing the children gathering around them, staring with gleaming eyes, Fang Hao knew their costume play was a success.

He said to Wu Bin, "Come on, hit me."

"What?"

Wu Bin, under the mask, hesitated.

"That doesn’t seem right, although I’ve always wanted to do it."

Fang Hao: ...

"I mean put on a fight for the performance, you understand? Performance, get it? You’re now Ultraman and I’m the monster!"

"Oh, it’s not a real fight."

Wu Bin sounded a bit disappointed.

He had been ready to sacrifice himself for the sake of art.

Luckily, both of them had seen Ultraman, so when they actually started performing, they managed quite well.

"Gomora, today is your day of doom, take this!"

Obviously, Wu Bin couldn’t do challenging moves like backflips, but striking poses to fool the kids was no problem.

Wu Bin just imitated a few of Ultraman’s moves at random, and it led to screams of excitement from the children.

The viewers in the live stream were laughing uncontrollably.

"How come the original Ultraman has a little belly? I’m dying of laughter."

"These old arms and legs can’t even lift up high, how can he fight Gomora? That’s just ridiculous."

"You guys are really too harsh. After all, Wu Bin is not a professional actor; it’s already impressive that he can pull off the fighting moves."

The kids at the scene weren’t as demanding as the online viewers; they were quite content just to see Ultraman fighting monsters.

After a few minutes of fighting, Wu Bin started to struggle.

This Ultraman suit is not breathable at all!

With every slight movement, he was drenched in sweat.

No wonder you could earn a hundred bucks a day playing a roadside mascot in a college part-time job; it’s indeed a physically demanding task.

Looking at the still undefeated monster, Wu Bin suddenly came up with a great idea.

He said to the eager kids around, "Little friends, Ultraman is running out of energy."

"Do you believe in light?"

The kids shouted in unison.

"We believe!"

Wu Bin nodded.

"Good, can you help the original Ultraman gain some time by helping me fight the monster together?"

Fang Hao, inside the monster suit, was completely befuddled when he heard Wu Bin say this.

This wasn’t in the script!

Just as Fang Hao was about to speak up, a group of kids rushed forward and started to beat him up.

Most of the kids had limited attacking power, with their little arms and legs not really hurting Fang Hao.

Fang Hao couldn’t help but laugh inside the monster suit.

How else would he be a college student? His mind was just quicker than theirs.

Swayed by Wu Bin’s call, these kids not only got involved but also didn’t have much of an impact on him, a brilliant way of interaction indeed.

While Fang Hao was internally praising Wu Bin, suddenly he was struck hard on the head and staggered, nearly falling over.

A youngster around 1.6 meters tall, wearing a yellow T-shirt, excitedly rushed to Fang Hao’s side and began to deliver a frenzy of elbow strikes!

The viewers in the live stream were stunned by the scene.

"Holy shit, isn’t that the long-lost secret technique of the martial arts world, the ’Little Bee Elbow Strike’?"

"This kid is really ruthless, others use fists, but he goes straight for the elbow?"

"You can tell he’s trained, knowing to use the hardest part of the body as a weapon."

"Hahaha, Director Fang is really unlucky; aren’t these elbows going to knock him out cold?"

Indeed, that was the case.

Fang Hao, having been elbowed several times, was completely disorientated.

To minimize damage, Fang Hao could only squat down and protect his head with both hands.

Wu Bin finally noticed something was wrong and hurriedly ran over to pull the youngster away.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, little bro? Are you hitting a punching bag here?"

"Who told you to use your elbow, you could kill someone!"

"The little kids come up for a few hits, but how old are you to be joining in this mess?"

The boy in the yellow T-shirt was a bit sheepish.

"Thirteen."

Wu Bin looked him up and down.

"With your height and build, you’re telling me you’re thirteen?"

"I looked away for one second, and you nearly crippled someone, didn’t you see that you deflated him?"

"Get lost, don’t get involved here."

The boy in the yellow T-shirt was sent away, still appearing somewhat reluctant.

The live stream audience was laughing like crazy.