happy looking back

Rong, made a picture of God the Father being hanged and suffering on the "cross" pillar, and his tone of contempt for living beings as if the gods were high above, once again caused the audience to roar with laughter.I sneaked a thankful glance at the bearded host who turned into a picture of me, and the bearded host responded with a weird tongue-out grimace, then turned and walked out of the stage.

The applause gradually subsided, and the countless gazes in the empty auditorium gradually stabilized my heart rate. Once again, the thunderous drumming sounded unsatisfactory. My brain roared, and the blood flowed backwards all over my body. I could even feel my calves trembling slightly under the thin trousers.He held the microphone tightly, tried his best to stabilize his mind, and focused all his attention on the hazy darkness ahead.

"I - my name is Ge Dayong -"

"Papa~~~" As soon as I plucked up the courage to utter a word, I was overwhelmed by the thunderous applause from the scene.I foolishly held the microphone, looking at the hollow hole like a spider web on it, and the silvery white can illuminate the microphone handle.His forehead was wet with sweat, and his bangs were tightly attached to his forehead, looking like a "sorrowful dog".

"I am from Niutoushan, Xiaohe Village, Shancheng County, AA City, Central XX Province—" Out of awkward adult psychology, I artificially ignore my age, even though it is well known.But I didn't expect that I hadn't finished reporting my "production place", and the laughter underneath was overwhelming.

I pursed my mouth helplessly, and glanced at the "exit" behind the stage as if asking for help from the corner of my eye. In the darkness, I saw a vague silhouette of a human figure, standing upright among the criss-crossing steel frames, like in the twilight. Gu Yue Cangshan is as solid as a rock.I couldn't see clearly the sparse black beard under the chin of the "mustache host", but those faint eyes seemed to break through the barrier of darkness and stood quietly behind me.The anxiety and nervousness seemed to find a support balance beam, and gradually calmed down.

"'Eighth Route Army pulls the big bolt' to everyone!" After the laughter in the audience gradually subsided, I hurriedly saw the needles and went directly to the topic.

At the moment when the humorous and jumping background music gradually sounded, I was shocked and forgot the dense audience and the dazzling lampposts in front of me.This song is the most interesting among the few 21st century songs I can remember. I learned it from the hit TV series "Little Soldier Zhang Ga" back then.Unexpectedly, after only listening to Huang Qi once, he could master the witty but simple original vocal music. Listening to the familiar music, he seemed to return to the 21st century KTV box in a trance.

"In 1937, the devils entered the Central Plains, first opened the Marco Polo Bridge, then entered the Shanhaiguan Pass, and in a blink of an eye they arrived at the Jizhong Plain.

Yah, huh~~~" The melody is simple and humorous, with a strong local flavor, and the sonorous but passionate voice seems to bring people back to the years of anti-Japanese wars and burning passion. Chinese people have an innate love for the land. Perseverance and a sense of mission, "the emperor is above, and the earth is below" is the foundation for Chinese descendants to stand proudly in the world. The more fierce the battle, the more high-spirited the fighting spirit will be.

"Devils, let's zoom in on the cannon, and the Eighth Route Army, let's pull the big bolt, aim at it—" I compared the microphone to a "pistol", aimed at the front, and glanced around with pride on my face, "Bahoo——, hit Damn Japanese ghost, he stared at him, seeing Xi Tian, ​​huh, huh~~~"

The anti-Japanese songs are full of wit and full of fighting will, which makes people who are used to listening to the spring flowers and autumn moon, soft words and soft words feel shocked.It is like a spring of summer spring pouring into the depths of the soul, and I feel comfortable physically and mentally.When the catchy melody was sung for the second time, someone beat the beat along with the rhythm.

"Papa~~" the song ended, and there was warm applause from the audience.I let out a long breath, and the tense nerves all over my body gradually relaxed, only to realize later that the clothes on my body were all sticky to the skin.Bowed at ninety degrees to thank the audience for their enthusiastic support. Taking advantage of the moment of bending down and bowing their heads, they secretly wiped off the wet sweat from their foreheads, cheering like they won a battle.

"It's a very special song, catchy but humorous and simple. I believe that many guests and judges at the scene can hum a few words: He stared at Xitian, huh, huh~~~" the mustache host said While making simple comments, he walked up to me with brisk steps.Then I squatted down slightly, just at eye level with me, and hummed a few catchy lines from the song, and the audience applauded and clapped.

"Why did you think of singing this song 'Angel Baby'? The kids in front of me all showed up as 'real guy' as soon as they came on stage, obediently burrowed, and for a while the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the murderous aura was raging, especially the kid No. 007. When you meet a god and kill a god, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha." The host with a mustache raised the microphone in his hand and gesticulated strangely, yelling "Hahahaha" from his mouth, and the audience was amused and laughed.

"Find another way!" In line with the principle of being cautious about saying less and making fewer mistakes, and saying more and making more mistakes, I kept my mouth shut and cherished words like gold.The four words made the host with a mustache grin his big lips, bared his white teeth on the upper jaw, curled up and trembled slightly, and inserted the tips of four fingers into his big mouth, his small eyes with single eyelids were opened by him in a daze. Gotta get round.The scene once again couldn't contain the roar of laughter, and I grinned stiffly, my eyebrows twitched violently, and I have reason to believe that this guy is the "gold medal" host of entertainment programs.

"'Angel Baby' really has unique insights~~~" I subconsciously moved back, my scalp was numb, and I watched the mustache host's thick lips with a thin, curvy mustache wriggling up and down.

But just as I was trembling and pulling a safe distance away, my arm was firmly held by the mustache host.That expression was dangerous, ashamed and indignant, like a "husband" caught in bed, which made me blushed instantly, and Nana brought the two closer to zero distance again.The mustachioed host who succeeded in the scheme continued to say, "It is rumored that the 'Angel Baby' grinds his teeth and drools in sleep, stays in bed in the morning and refuses to get up, and even eats every meal without meat—"

"Rumours stop with wise men!" I clasped the microphone tightly, interrupting the mustache host's bloody accusations with righteous words.Filled with righteous indignation, he glared at the mustache host who was suspected of being a "paparazzi", and all the good feelings he had for him at the beginning disappeared in an instant.But the audience in the audience flocked as if they had discovered a new continent, and the enthusiastic applause and cheers seemed to overturn the ceiling of the entire auditorium.

79 Goodbye Li Xiqing

"'Angel baby' has a lot of witty words, and it really has a strong family background. Let us once again send warm palms to kid No. 009 Ge Dayong, looking forward to—" Seeing the mustache host standing up beside me, I couldn't help but let out a long breath : Finally escaped, answering the "paparazzi" tricky interrogation is more infiltrating than competing on stage.

But just as I was about to leave the stage, I saw a small red dot under the black tuxedo of the host with a mustache flashing rapidly and making a faint buzzing sound.An "ominous" premonition set off my alarm bells, raised my head vigilantly, and looked at the mustache host with a smile on his face.

"With 1 minute of performance time left, is 'Baby' doing another impromptu show to win votes for himself?" "Mustache"'s deep and seductive voice like Grandma Wolf made my hair stand on end.

1 minute of improvisation? !But no one told me that there is still a time limit for competing on stage!The mess became a pot of porridge and I searched for the familiar songs, but sadly found that apart from a few sad songs, sad, and dead, I wanted to love them, and "Night Shanghai" was the only one I could get my hands on.

The little pink doll lifts the trousers on her thighs, scratches her head and poses, and conveys her affection to the audience with her winking eyes~~~, such a strange picture just flashes in my mind, and I feel my stomach tumbling violently Cramp up.

Seeming to see my resistance, "Mustache" said regretfully, "Of course the 'angel-like baby' can also choose to give up this precious minute." The tone was so painful that he sighed, and he deliberately emphasized the tone when he said "give up" , the small eyes with single eyelids glanced at me contemptuously.

Subconsciously glanced at the auditorium as if covered with a layer of tulle, where the "Yitian Sword" seemed to be brewing a strong sword energy, reaching the dead point of my throat. "Gudong" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt his throat tense with lingering fear.Due to the severe situation on the scene, he had to pretend to think calmly.

"Have you figured it out, baby?" The host of "Mustache" looked at me amiably, with a pair of sparkling eyes that were really confused by some kind of ulterior conspiracy. / Naked and cunning.

"Three bears! But—" Temporary compromise is for the final victory. When the great leader was forced to withdraw from the Yan'an base, he once taught us: Victory will always belong to the proletariat!A little intolerance can lead to chaos, so in such a dangerous environment, I was forced to make this decision: put aside personal honor and disgrace, and do everything for the final victory of the group!

but!Killing the enemy three thousand and self-defeating three hundred has never been my principle of doing things. Since you want to watch a good show, it is better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it with others.With horns on its head and black bat wings on its back, the "devil baby" puts its hands on its hips in my mind and screams with its head raised.

I pursed my mouth and tilted my head at 45 degrees, just enough for the silver light to leave a faint halo on my black hair.Behind him is a pillar of white light that goes straight to the sky.I was born as a mathematics undergraduate, and it is easy to calculate the angle of light refraction and projection imaging. In order to create this holy atmosphere, it can be said that I have taken great pains.

The pure and flawless big eyes look forward to the "foresighted" adult in front of him, and the glutinous and ethereal voice seems to come from an elf in an ethereal illusion, curious but a little timid and hesitant, "Can I teach you to sing together?"

"Okay~~~, cough cough!""