six finger demon

Chapter 82 We want TOM
After playing with Zhou Hao for a long time, in the afternoon, the two brought a lot of gifts and snacks to the recording studio of Holloway College.

"What are you two arguing about?"

Seeing the Winnie the Pooh in Zhou Haohao's arms, Nangong Yue's eyes twitched twice, resisting the urge to go up and hug her.

"Nangong, come and judge." Tang Wu said hastily, "Well, she just spun it once, and that spinning top actually hit the ball into the hole, do you think it was fooled?"

"Hmph! I'm not fooled!" Zhou Haohao was clearly in a high mood today, "That's my strength, how could it be fooled?"

Europeans like to play a game of playing marbles with a spinning top, which is to turn the spinning top in a wooden plate similar to the Roman arena, and bounce the small marbles around it into the "goals" on both sides. decide the outcome.

Since there are scattered pits in the middle of the field that can only accommodate a small marble, those marbles that do not get bounced through the door will basically fall into the pits in the end.

Tang Wu spun three times and only hit two shots; while Zhou Haohao only spun once and hit all ten shots, making the eyeballs of the people around him almost pop out.

After all, they were all girls, so Nan Gongyue didn't turn to Tang Wu this time.After hugging the Winnie the Pooh in Zhou Haohao's arms and rubbing her face vigorously, Nan Gongyue said with satisfaction: "What? Envy our family Haohao!"

"What am I envious of? Isn't it that a blind cat meets a dead mouse!" Tang Wu rolled his eyes.

"I've said it all, it's not luck!" Zhou Haohao stuck out his tongue at Tang Wu, and quickly fought for the right to hold the little bear with Nangong.

"By the way, Nangong, didn't you say you want to record? Why haven't you started yet?"

"Oh, hurry up! The person in front is going to be me!" Nan Gongyue just turned her head, and Zhou Haohao dragged most of the Winnie the Pooh out of her arms just now.

"By the way, this is for you." Tang Wu took out a bag of mints from his pocket and handed it over.

"Eh? Is this for me?" Nan Gongyue let go of the bear's leg and snatched the candy from Tang Wu's hand.

"That's right, don't you want to sing, this is specially bought for you." Tang Wu said casually.

"Specially?" Upon hearing this word, completely opposite expressions appeared on the faces of the two girls.

"The next one is up to you!"

At this moment, the door of the recording studio was opened, and a blond girl stepped out of it.

"It's my turn." Nan Gongyue carefully peeled off a mint candy, stuffed the candy wrapper into her pants pocket, and walked in with the candy in her mouth.

"Aren't you going to record? Why are you still eating?" the bearded sound engineer looked at Nangongyue's bulging cheeks and said dissatisfied.

"Wait a minute, I'll swallow it right away!" Nangong Yue said with a chuckle.

After a while, Nan Gongyue walked into the recording studio wearing a big and soft black earphone.

Tang Wu didn't notice that Zhou Haohao, who had changed his face, dragged him in and "eavesdropped" through the one-way mirror.

"I'm often out in the sun and feel a bit of a chill."

"Would love to have a hug that would allow me to snuggle"

"Is there going to be a little, a little bit out of touch with reality?"

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"From today on, I will no longer be wandering, no longer lonely; everyone will be amazed when they see it; I just understand, a simple truth; a simple truth; I love you"

Nangong on the other side of the mirror seemed to be a different person the moment he opened his mouth.

He closed his eyes, frowned, and held the headset with both hands, vividly expressing an emotionally hurt woman who "screams every day and doesn't work."

"Okay, this, this lyrics was written by Nangong?" Tang Wu opened his mouth in shock. He never thought that Nangongyue, who is usually crazy, daring to love and hate, would have such a side.

"That's right, she wrote it herself." Zhou played with the Winnie the Pooh, "I didn't expect her to write such lyrics."

"Tsk tsk, talented girl, talented girl!" Tang Wu said with admiration.

Although the sound engineer on the side can't understand Chinese, music has no borders.Adding the BGM and Nangongyue's facial expressions and body movements, he shook his head in admiration while listening.

"Yeah, people who know her say she is a talented woman." Zhou Haohao's voice was a little lost, "Brother Tang, do you know that Nangong came here to record in order to have a better stage effect at the college's New Year's Eve party. She was the only girl who sang "foreign language" songs at the party!"

"So amazing!" Tang Wu said without shaking his head.

At this time, Tang Wu's eyes had long been fixed on Nan Gongyue behind the mirror. The cadence of the hoarse female voice and the hysteria of the short-haired girl all touched the hearts of the audience who were listening to this song.

Seeing Tang Wu's expression, Zhou Haohao lowered his head even lower.

"Brother Tang, if my show is compared with hers, won't it be boring immediately?"

"Of course not! There are so many wonderful things in your show!"

Seeing Tang Wu's answer without thinking, the Liwo girl smiled again.

"Really, Brother Tang? What's so exciting?"

"You can watch the ball." Tang Wu said halfway, as if he had discovered something, he immediately closed his mouth.

"No wonder you watched with great interest in the audience. So you were watching "ball"?" Zhou Haohao naturally understood the meaning of "ball" in Tang Wu's mouth, lowered his head, and buried his face on the bear's head.

"Okay, I, I, I was just joking!" Sensing the crying tone in Zhou Haohao's words, Tang Wu panicked immediately.

"Oh? That means my show is really tasteless?"

Although Zhou Haohao's face could not be seen, Tang Wu could clearly hear the other party's sneezing.

This time Tang Wu was immediately stunned. It was the first time he had seen Zhou Haohao in such a long time.

"Okay, no, it's not like that! I, I really like watching your show, really, I'll post 4!" Tang Wu held Zhou Haohao's shoulder with his right hand, and raised his left hand in a panic.

Eh?Don't you have to put up 4 fingers when sending 3?

Tang Wu looked at his left hand suspiciously, without thinking why he stretched out four fingers even though his hand was in the right shape: "I, I, Tang Wu, really like to watch Zhou Haohao's programs! The Jade Emperor, I, I send 4!"

"Then do you want me or Nangong?"

Tang Wu still maintained the posture of the previous second, and the pear girl raised her head from the top of Xiaoxiong's head in the next second, revealing her red eyes, and asked Tang Wu a question that she was caught off guard.

"Of course I want to"

"We want TOM!"

"We want TOM!!"

"We want TOM!!!"

On Christmas Eve, the streets around Stamford Bridge were packed with protesters.

Each of these fans wore blue shirts, held high the "WE NEED TOM" protest signs, and shouted slogans in unison.

4 to 1, Chelsea finally scored a face-saving goal from Terry before the whistle.

But even that can hardly hide the loss of a seeded team aiming for the title to a lesser-known club.

Coupled with the blue team's sluggish record in recent days and the dilapidated defense in several games, the fans believe that only the immature goalkeeper who always stands on the penalty area line can stabilize the blue team. The spirit of the army will bring victory, even a big victory, to the blue army.

A reporter from the London Evening News took a photo of a family of four among the demonstrators, the youngest of whom was only five years old.

Looking at the photo of the boy wearing a prosthetic finger and a coat with six fingers on it, the reporter lamented: "Finally there is a headline tonight, it's not as common as 'Gunman attacks London police' So much more fun!"

　Ask for collections, ask for tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)