"I'm so sorry! Little Fatty Orange. I always forgot to give you the leg of lamb."
The staff member who brought the leg of lamb said sheepishly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" (I just forgot, not just without giving it.)" Cheng Hao smacked his lips after hearing this, but he didn't care about it.
"No wonder little Fatty Orange has grown so fat. Look at him running to eat again."
"Yeah, but the little chubby one is still very cute."
"That's right, apart from the fact that people look ugly when they get fat, other animals are still cute no matter how fat they are."
The audience who noticed the situation spoke up, their eyes full of envy.
It's good to be an animal, no matter how fat you are, it's not like they will become unsightly once they get fat.
"Thank you to the handsome guys and beauties for bringing us the songs. Now we enter the next session. The interactive session between the guests and the audience present."
"In this session, the audience can sing one-on-one with the guests. It's like you sing one line and I sing the next line."
While the audience was discussing, the two people in the center of the stage had finished singing. At this time, the center of the show focused on the host.
The host slowly said the next program, and the entire scene suddenly became excited.
The audience stood up one by one and shouted:
"Really? That's great. I like this defense part the most. Choose me quickly. I want to sing a duet with Little Fat Orange."
"Choose me, choose me. I can sing all the songs of Little Fat Orange. There is nothing wrong with choosing me."
"It can be seen that everyone is very excited, but with so many audience friends present, it is definitely impossible for everyone to choose. Let's let the camera make the choice for us. We will count to ten and then pause to see who is the winner. Which lucky viewer."
After hearing this, the host spoke.
The camera focused on each seated member of the audience, panning rapidly over their faces.
"That must be me. When I went out today, the almanac said that I was suitable to go out today." Looking at his face appearing on the screen, someone immediately spoke.
"Nonsense, I think you are superstitious."
"That's right, I must be the one chosen."
The others listened and immediately retorted. He kept waving his hands toward the camera.
But the camera scanned one by one, and it was not them who were selected, but an older woman.
Everyone who saw this scene suddenly showed a look of disappointment on their faces. They never expected that it would be like this.
But with the host's next words, they suddenly burst into laughter.
"Congratulations to this sister for becoming the interactive audience of our blue team's number one guest. Next, let's pick the number two player." The host said.
"What? The audience is picking contestant No. 1, aren't they picking for Little Fatty Orange? That's really great."
"Yeah, it really scared me to death. Fortunately, it's not like this."
Everyone here suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh? Why is it like this? Aren't you choosing Little Fat Orange's assistant?" The woman who was very happy one second turned dark in the next second. She wouldn't be playing with her like this.
She was almost speechless with excitement, so she ended up telling him, right?
"Sorry! I think I may not have made it clear. This interactive session caused you to misunderstand."
"Let me explain to you again, this time the interaction is that each guest must have a chorus audience. And the order of our selection is also based on the number of the guests who are doing it, and it is not arranged randomly." The host laughed. Then he said, explaining it to everyone.
"Then can I not go up? I want to sing with Little Fat Orange." The woman who heard this asked.
"I'm afraid that won't work. You have to follow the rules." The host said with a smile.
"Is it like this? Then it's okay if I don't go up?" The woman heard this and said again. If this is the case, then it's okay for her not to go up, right?
This way, she might have a chance to be selected with Little Fatty Orange later.
"If this sister doesn't want to come on, the program team will allow it. However, during the selection later, you will not be selected again." The host said after hearing this, and the other party was shocked. Can't she see it yet? When the other party said the first sentence, he knew what the other party was thinking.
"Ah?" When the woman heard this, an embarrassed look appeared on her face. But the words had been spoken and I could no longer regret it, so I could only sit down silently.
The one with the same ugly face as her was guest No. 1 standing on the stage, because he found that he, a great singer, was looked down upon by others. Everyone wanted to sing with a tiger, but not with him.
"If this sister doesn't want to, then let's choose other viewers."
The host did not change at all when he saw this scene, but said with a smile.
Soon, the screen started rotating again. After a while, a human face appeared on it.
With the help of Red and Blue No. 1, the audience was selected and came to No. 2.
Suddenly, the hearts of the audience present were clenched.
"I've been chosen, that's great." After seeing his face on the screen, a young man wearing glasses in the audience said happily.
"Damn it, why isn't it my turn? They just swiped it in my face."
"If it had been one second earlier, I would have been on stage." The audience gritted their teeth after seeing this scene.
"Now please invite the selected viewers to come on stage. Next, we will let the big screen continue to select the remaining viewers." The host said, and the selected young people ran up.
What is a chosen one? What does it mean to be in the spotlight? Now he is the chosen one, the one in the spotlight.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay," Cheng Hao, who was still holding a leg of lamb and chewing on it, saw it and asked Sister Hong'er beside him: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. (Sister, how long do we have to stay here? I remember this The show doesn’t seem to have much time.)”
"Sister, take a look." After hearing this, Sister Hong'er said and knocked the time: "We have passed half an hour now. When this interaction is over, it should be over in another hour. ”
"Ouch~ (Like this? That's not bad.)" Cheng Hao nodded and continued to lie down and chew on the leg of lamb.
"Hello, little Fat Orange, I've been paying attention to you. Today I finally saw you in person. Can you give me an autograph?" The young man who walked up to the stage walked up to Cheng Hao and asked excitedly.
"Ouch~ (Signature? It seems that some of them can't be signed. My hands are all stained with oil, and I didn't bring any ink pad today.)" Hearing this, Cheng Hao looked at his shiny flesh, and then looked at Sister Hong. Then he said: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa' respectively, I'll take a photo with you, it doesn't mean your trip was in vain."
"Okay, okay." The young man who heard the translation said happily. He originally thought that getting an autograph would be great, but he didn't expect that he could actually take a photo with him.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa welcome a noha for me. Sister, please get his phone ready." Cheng Hao licked the meat around his mouth and waved his paws at the young man.
The young man ran over quickly, and then Cheng Hao dropped one paw on the opponent's arm, raised the other paw, and performed the classic Lucky Cat move.
After the young man saw it, his breathing quickened with joy.
Just asking, how many people have taken intimate photos with the big star Xiaopangju? From now on, he will be the most handsome guy in the fan group.
"I'm so envious. I'm so jealous that I can take photos so intimately with Little Fatty. Damn it."
"Yeah, I can't bear it anymore. I'm so jealous." The audience who saw this scene were so envious that their teeth were broken.
"One, two, three. Eggplant!"
"Okay, the photo is done."
Sister Hong'er held up her phone and said with a smile, "Sure enough, Xiaoju has gained a lot of weight."
Look at this 1.8 meter man, his paws are bigger than other people's faces.
"Thank you, little Fat Orange, and thank you sister the breeder." The young man said happily after hearing this. He quickly ran to Sister Hong'er, took the phone and started reading it.
When I saw the photo of myself and Xiaopangju, I was so excited that I was speechless.
"Please invite Red Party One and her to help the audience." At this moment, the host's voice came from the stage, indicating that the interaction had officially begun.
After hearing this, the cameraman took the camera away from Cheng Hao. Turning to the center of the stage, the two people were already preparing to sing.
"Hello, handsome guy. This is the microphone you need to use later. Please hold it first."
The staff member walked up to the young man and said. To avoid having to wait to appear on camera later. There are also situations where a microphone needs to be handed over.
"Okay, thank you." The young man who took the microphone said happily, and then stood aside and waited.
From time to time, he took pictures of Cheng Hao and himself with his mobile phone, and posted the photos on various social media in his circle of friends.
He could already imagine the sensational effect his photo would have after it was posted. There must be many guys who would envy him, and they must have been so envious of him.
And that's exactly what he wanted to achieve. If no one is sour, then why did he get up early to come to the show?
"We invite Little Fat Orange and his supporting audience to come on stage. I wonder which song Xiao Fat Orange and his supporting audience are going to choose?"
Just as he was thinking this, the host's voice came up. Only then did he realize that time passed so quickly. The two people in front of him had already finished singing.
Looking at the camera facing him, the young man quickly said:
"I can do it. I know every song by Fatty Orange, and I've also pre-ordered Fatty Orange's latest album, so host, just feel free to play it."
"It seems that our little handsome boy is very confident, so let's ask Little Fatty Orange next." After hearing this, the host walked up to Cheng Hao with the microphone.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" (Since he has said so, it is better to sing blue and white porcelain, and there is no need for me to sing a line and he to sing a line.)"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" (Let's do it another way. I'll sing the tiger's voice, and he'll sing the human voice. This way everyone will sound better.)"
Cheng Hao saw this and said, "How annoying are you and me?" He hates this way of singing the most?
"That's okay, but I wonder if the music will be played by yourself, Little Fat Orange, or will we let us sing it live?" the host asked with a smile, and the staff on the side brought a big iron basin.
"Ouch~ (You have brought everything, do you still have to let me choose?)" Cheng Hao said helplessly after hearing this, and the other party also asked for a hammer. The iron basin was brought to him. Is this like asking him?
"Okay, please continue to enjoy Xiaopangju quietly and help the audience to bring you Qinghua Porcelain. Stop all the music and let Xiaopangju come." After the host heard Sister Hong'er's translation, He showed a smile that showed his plan had succeeded.
"Xiao Ju, you can perform by yourself. Sister will stand aside and watch the show this time. Remember to use less strength and don't knock the pot flat." Seeing the light change, Sister Hong'er said.
"Ouch~ (Don't worry, it's okay, I will be more careful.)" Cheng Hao nodded after hearing this, then sat on the ground, placed his two paws on the large round basin turned over, and gently touched it with his nails. Knocking.
In an instant, sweet music came from the iron basin:
"Ding ding ding~ ding~ ding ding"
The young man on the side was a little excited when he heard it. After turning sideways to breathe, he slowly calmed down. He was so excited. He never thought that one day he would be accompanied by Little Fat Orange. If this was revealed, those who said he was just here would Guys who waste money will definitely be jealous to death.
"Wow, little Fat Orange is about to start performing again, and this time he is playing the accompaniment by himself. Let me see who dares to say that our Little Fat Orange is lip-synching."
"That's right, our little Fat Orange is a great lyricist and great musician. We can perform the effect of a band with just an iron basin."
The audience sitting there were whispering and looking at the stage with joy.
"Ouch~~ (The blue and white strokes outlined by the embryo are thicker and lighter, and the peonies painted on the bottle are just like your first makeup.)" Cheng Hao stretched his neck and sang with ease. The young man's voice also came from the side.
Everyone who heard this song nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, the soul of this song is the tiger voice of Little Fat Orange. No matter how other people sing, if there is no tiger voice of Little Fat Orange, the soul will be lost. Became worthless.
"Although I'm a little jealous, I have to say that he is indeed very talented." Huang Yanyan said after seeing him.
"Yes, it's just a tiger." The guests on the side also nodded.
"Ouch~ (You have a smile in your eyes.)" As the voice slowly stopped, the scene was speechless for a long time.
It wasn't until Cheng Hao walked to Sister Hong'er's side in small steps that the sitting audience woke up from a dream. He quickly shouted: "Little Fat Orange, one more song, one more song."
"Yeah, yeah, don't run away so fast."
"Ouch~ (Why are you like this again?)" Cheng Hao said helplessly after hearing this. These people are too greedy. After listening to one song, they actually want to listen to another one.
"Everyone likes Xiaopangju. I believe Xiaopangju has received it. But the next part of the program is, please be quiet." Seeing that the audience was about to rush forward, the host said quickly.
This prevented the audience from coming on stage to cause damage. If you had known this? He should have hired more security guards.
Take a look at the security guards who are setting off. They seem to be unable to stop the enthusiastic audience.
"Ouch~ (Sister, I think we should discuss how to escape later, otherwise I feel a little difficult with so many people.)" Different from what the host was thinking, Cheng Hao, who was lying down, was already thinking It's a matter of running away.
(End of chapter)
