The live broadcast room was full of fun, and it was completely different from the barrage when I first saw it was Sang Mizhou's variety show.
Although there are still people trying to bring the rhythm of the live broadcast room, they have gradually disappeared amid the laughter.
What's more, the viewers in the live broadcast room are all sharp-eyed. Some of the dirty information about Sang Mizhou posted on the Internet is obviously inconsistent with his personality. On the contrary, after watching the show, they still think he is a bit cute.
Those who want to revisit the dark history and rhythm of Sangmizhou have completely failed.
It is almost impossible to use Sang Mizhou's black materials to suppress him again now.
When we left the greenhouse, the sun was high.
The old woman covered the sun with her hands, "It's already noon. Boy, aren't your program team going to prepare something to eat for you?"
Male...doll?
Sang Mizhou's face stiffened.
The scorching sun seemed to cool down all of a sudden, and the air became stagnant for a few seconds.
Sang Mizhou turned his head stiffly, pointed at himself, and said with difficulty: "You...are calling me?"
The old lady looked at him doubtfully: "Is it possible that there are other boys?"
Photography Brother: "..." Then what am I...?
[Pfft hahahaha, boy doll. What is this called? Sang Wanzhou was so confused that it took him a long time to realize that he was being called!]
[Photography Brother: Oh~ It turns out there is only one man present, no, then who am I?!]
[Hahahaha, the photography guy is starting to wonder about his gender! I’ve heard the photography guy’s voice. It’s very nice, not girly, and very masculine! It just sounds like he’s not old, maybe in his twenties.
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After being reminded by the old lady, little Fubao suddenly felt that his belly was about to get hungry!
But what to do?
It is stipulated that if the task is not completed, there will be no food.
It doesn't matter Fu Bao, but my brother must be very hungry.
Fu Bao can't let his brother go hungry!
Sang Wanzhou didn't know if the program team would hand out food, so he looked at the photographer on the side.
The photography brother remained silent for a few seconds under his indifferent gaze, and then spoke with difficulty under his gaze: "The food will not be given out until the task is completed."
As soon as he finished speaking, two sharp eyes and one pitiful gaze looked at him.
The photographer brother was so stared at that his scalp went numb.
He didn't make this rule, so why is he always the one who gets hurt?
But no matter what kind of eyes they stare at him, he must stick to his bottom line!
Rules are rules!
No one can break the rules!
No matter how cute little Fu Bao is, he will never be swayed!
[Brother Photography, don’t be so rigid. Look how pitiful our little Fu Bao is, she is so hungry and thin! We don’t even feed her, how pitiful!]
[That’s right! The main reason for your show is that you can’t afford the food, so we’ll pay for it! I’m willing to treat Xiao Fubao to eat for the rest of his life!]
[Add me! How can our little Fu Bao not have food to eat? The child is growing up! Isn’t it a bit too much to not give food to eat? It would be good to have a variety show, so why should we be so serious? 】
[Hey, upstairs, what you said is wrong. It’s just because it’s a variety show, so you have to be serious. Since you want to do this variety show, don’t be afraid of hardship. Our little baby hasn’t even opened his mouth to complain yet.