Doraemon: I have a book of Kuro's magic

"Willpower, willpower!" Xiaofu said to the man who was shaking just now.

After Nobita heard these words, he couldn't help but said: "Xiaohu, aren't you the same? Every time Fat Tiger glares at you, you will clap desperately..."

Young husband: "..."

"Forget it, forget it!" Doraemon waved his hands and sighed, "Since it's already like this, let's just use this..."

Got~ got~

"[Applause exaggerates the microphone]!"

"If you only use this [applause exaggeration microphone] at a concert with no atmosphere, the sparse applause will turn into thunderous applause!"

"And this can still control the switch. First adjust the switch to the minus sign..."

Doraemon held the [Applause Exaggeration Microphone] and said to Nobita: "Come on, clap hard now and see!"

Everyone tried to applaud, but found that no matter how they sounded to you, they were very quiet...

Doraemon was also very satisfied and nodded to me.

Then, he hid the [Applause Exaggeration Microphone] among the flowers nearby.

"This way, no matter how much everyone shouts, there will be no problem!"

"Fat Tiger, come here!" When Doraemon heard this reminder, he instantly turned around and pretended to have done nothing, looking at Fat Tiger who was coming over.

"Wow!" Fat Tiger looked at the beautifully decorated stage in front of him and exclaimed, "It's really good, what a great stage and gift!"

"Besides..." Fat Tiger looked at the people in the audience and said, "...I really didn't expect that the concert was already full before it even started!"

Fat Tiger wiped away his tears of emotion, "So everyone wants to hear my singing so much..."

Everyone: "..." Haha, you are thinking too much...

"No, it's not like that at all..." Xiaofu said what he was thinking.

After Fat Tiger heard this, he immediately rolled up his missing sleeve with anger and looked at Xiaohu.

Xiaofu: "..." Why did you say what you were thinking?

Xiaofu's trembling body looked at Fat Tiger with a frightened expression, "...you...you heard wrong, I actually didn't say anything!"

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha……

"Well!" Doraemon, who was still standing on the stage, said there in order to help his husband, "Well, first of all, let's wish Fat Tiger a happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!!!"

"For too long we have suffered..."

Fat Tiger: "..."

Doraemon: "..." Why did I say the wrong thing?

Being glared at by Fat Tiger, Doraemon immediately changed his tone and continued: "... Today will be the last of Fat Tiger's concert that we brought happiness to."

"This is really exhilarating..."

Fat Tiger: "..."

Doraemon: "..." Why is it like this again?

Doraemon was glared at again, and he changed his tone again.

"No, I can't say it's a regret...that..." What should I say?

"What do you want to say?" Fat Tiger couldn't help but walked to the stage and asked.

What are you doing? After talking for a long time, I couldn't even say a short sentence. Those who didn't know better thought you were here to cause trouble.

Doraemon: "..."

Looking at Fat Tiger who had already walked to his side, Doraemon did not intend to continue talking nonsense. He finished all the words he explained in the shortest tone.

"In short, this is it, the final concert is about to begin!"

The audience below all gave sparse applause.

Fat Tiger: "..." Something is very wrong, you...

Fat Tiger secretly glanced at Doraemon, then at the audience below, and he snatched the microphone from Doraemon's hand.

"Well, that's almost right. That's it. From now on, everyone will never hear my singing again!"

"I know you all must be very lonely..."

Fat Tiger pointed the microphone at the audience below, but they all sat quietly, closed their mouths, and said nothing.

Fat Tiger: "..."

There was no other way. Fat Tiger also knew where to go and continued: "There should be cheers for please don't leave like this!"

He pointed the microphone at the parking lot below again, but the audience below was still silent, with their heads lowered, and some even closed their eyes. The performance showed a sad look...

"Don't talk to each other, please don't talk to each other. Remember to be patient at this time!" Xiaofu reminded everyone in a low voice.

Nobita also said there, "Don't raise your head to look at him, just keep your head down."

"So it's like this!" Fat Tiger put the microphone back, "Then the next two hours will be my golden song!"

"One punch and I'm in danger. I'm a fat tiger!!!"

Fat Tiger sang this song with a more powerful voice than before.

The closest Doraemon was blown away by the sonic attack.

"Phoebe is more powerful than usual!" Xiaofu was sitting directly in front, so he also received a frontal impact.

"The momentum seems to be complete!" Dekisugi Hidecai said while suppressing his discomfort.

"It looks like he is angry!" Cen Feng asked, "Do you still need me to help you block it?"

Everyone: "..." Of course I want it, savior!

After Cen Feng blocked the super violent sonic attack, everyone felt as if they had come to life, gasping for air.

"Ha!" Shizuka, who was covering her ears, quickly let out a breath and sighed, "I almost thought my ears would go deaf like this."

"Phew!" Daxiong patted his chest very clearly, "It's just a little bit close, I'm going to faint."

Fortunately, there was a light wind, otherwise the next two hours would have been like torture for them.

Doraemon, who was standing next to Fat Tiger, had fainted. At this time, he woke up again and looked at Cen Feng gratefully.

Time passed quickly, probably because they couldn't hear the sound. Two hours passed immediately.

At the end of the two hours, Doraemon said very excitedly: "Then let's congratulate Fat Tiger on the successful conclusion of his concert!!!"

The crowd gave out sparse applause again.

Fat Tiger: "..." Ha...