Chapter 127: Do Not Disturb If You Are Not a City
Wei Baichen looked at the only two lamps left, and continued to muster up the courage to go down and say, "I have set up a farm in the countryside. ā
"Oh, what kind of poultry, chickens, or ducks?" asked Pampa.
Wei Baichen proudly stretched out two fingers: "No, I raise pigs and raise more than two hundred!"
"Pig farmer, disrespectful!" said Peng Peng.
As soon as he heard this, he whispered in the direction of the lights out.
Peng Peng pointed to the other side of his finger and asked, "Yo, what's wrong?
At this time, a sharp voice said: "Yes, I regret it to death! Host, he is really, why didn't he say that he was a pig earlier! Can you turn on my lamp again?"
"Of course not. What a memory, it's not what it used to be, and our peasant brothers have also made a fortune!" said Peng Peng.
"Good!
These words were appropriate, and there was an endless stream of cheers below.
The marriage seeker "Wei Long" played by Wei Baichen suddenly felt confident and talked about a piece of rat treasure.
"I'm a young man, twenty-eight years old, looking forward to a beautiful woman, pull my hand! I came on a blind date today, not trying to look handsome, but seeking a good marriage, I am willing to set the gift money, and I will have a big belly in the coming year!"
"Hahahaha......"
After a little witticism, everyone was amused again. It is not only the lyrics that amuse, but also Wei Baichen's unique sense of joy.
Wei Baichen bent his waist and walked towards the two female guests who turned on the lights innocently.
"Who wants to be my wife!"
"Me!"
A chubby figure raised his hand first.
"I, choose me!"
A thin figure also raised his hand aloft.
"Come on, you, our show has run 100 episodes, and you have stood for 99 episodes, and you still grab it from me?
"Heh, hello? You came to our show in the ninth episode, haven't you never found a partner?"
The host Peng Peng couldn't stand it anymore, interrupted the quarrel, and said in a low voice: "Both, pay attention to Sven etiquette...... Today, hurry up and marry yourself, if you don't leave, we won't be able to pay the wages for the show!"
"yes, I understand!"
"Got it!"
Coaxed the two female guests hiding behind the curtain to talk, Peng Peng smiled at the male guest Wei Baichen again: "Come, choose your favorite girl." ā
So, Zhen Fake Ling and Song Dabao, who were hiding behind the curtain, began to scratch their heads, showing the charming curves of various "spicy eyes".
"Male guest, which one to look at first? Haha, none of them looks like a normal person. Peng Peng laughed.
Wei Baichen looked left and right, gritted his teeth and made a "difficult" choice: "Hmm...... Number 8. ā
The No. 8 curtain slowly rose, and Zhen Baoling jumped up vigorously and waved at the audience.
"Hi, everyone, I'm the No. 8 female guest, Goddess Zhen!"
She crossed her waist for a while, shook her hair for a while, and showed off her legs for a while.
In the audience, they recognized it as Zhen Fake Ling, and they all clapped their hands wildly in welcome, and Huang Lei was also mischievous inside, blowing a loud whistle.
Song Dabao was behind the curtain and said in a low voice: "Cut~ What a show, just this bucket waist, this elephant leg, this is a gas canister!"
"Who is the gas canister?!"
Where is Zhen Fake Ling a "goddess", she is a "female paper", she punched violently, pushed Song Dabai, and pushed him to the ground.
"Hahahaha......"
The audience laughed again.
Peng Peng lowered his voice and reminded in a low voice: "Goddess Fan, pay attention to Goddess Fan, or you shouldn't be able to get married." ā
Zhen Fake Ling immediately retracted her fists, twisted her posture, picked her fingers and said gently: "Male guest, I rarely ...... you"
"Wait! This is a confession? Goddess Fan, pay attention to Goddess Fan!" The host Peng Peng immediately stopped her, and saw Wei Baichen squatting on the ground with his face covered.
"Hey, what's wrong with you, male guest?"
"IāI can't bear the weight of love......"
Wei Baichen deliberately hammered his waist.
"Don't worry, find out more. You see, how cute the dimples of the female guests are! They all say that girls who love to laugh will not have bad luck, this look--um-must be Wangfu, you think about it again?"
Song Dabao, who was behind the curtain, became restless again: "Wangfu, well, it's quite Wangfu." Between the two dimples, there is a difference of 108,000 miles!"
"Hey, who are you talking about? Who are you talking about with a big face!" Zhen Fake Ling jumped like thunder.
Song Dabao said as a demon: "It's nothing, I praise you, for example, tolerant, colorful......"
"Phew, you deliberately hurt me, and you came to rob me of the male guest, didn't you? See if I don't beat you to death. ā
Peng Peng hurriedly stopped her, and persuaded Song Dabao: "Can you two stop a little, do you want to retire from my show?"
"Hmph, I see, some people just want to get mixed up until retirement and find themselves a wife on the show!" Zhen Fake Ling mocked.
"Stop!"
Peng Peng hurriedly interrupted to prevent the war of words from escalating.
He turned his head to the male guest Wei Baichen and asked, "Male guest No. 1, how is it, do you want to take a look at the female guest No. 18 again?" She couldn't wait for a long time. ā
"Hmm. ā
Wei Baichen was already anxious, and hurriedly agreed, causing Zhen Baoling to complain.
"Okay, audience friends, now we come to the female guest No. 18, please raise the curtain.
Behind the curtain, a thin figure stood with his back to the audience, seemingly with a red flower pinned to his head.
"Yo, 18th, are you still quite shy?" Peng Peng smiled, "Don't be shy, turn around." ā
"Hmm~Hmm~" Song Dabao snorted and shook his body to resist, "People want romantic ......"
Wei Baichen understood in seconds, and immediately came to his senses, and said to Peng Peng: "I'm coming, it's time for me to release my charm!"
After speaking, he spread his legs, swung his clothes back, made a pose that he thought was very handsome, and walked slowly towards the female guest No. 18 with light catwalks.
"Hahaha. ā
The audience was amused by him and laughed, watching him approach the female guests step by step with relish.
"Oh~ this beautiful lady, please tell me your name~ that must be the most touching love story I have ever heard~" Wei Baichen said greasyly.
"Song-Cai-Dian, is it good?" said a sly voice.
"Nice, well, that's nice. ā
Wei Baichen perfunctory the other party, turned around and complained to the audience, "Send color TV, why don't you send a refrigerator and a washing machine?!"
After saying that, he walked around to the other party, ready to have a good look.
"Ahh
Wei Baichen was exaggeratedly frightened to the ground.
The host, Peng Peng, stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you fall to the ground?"
Wei Baichen patted his chest, waved his hand and said, "Let me be calm and calm......"
"Hahaha. ā
Zhen Baoling laughed with the audience.
Song Dabao got angry, immediately turned around, pointed to his nose and asked the audience: "What's the laugh, the big guy will comment on it, just like me, is it handsome?"
"Joon!"
The audience didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they naturally followed his meaning.
Song Dabao is thin and black, but he has to wear a layer of death Barbie pink lipstick, and he wears two peony flowers on his head, how ugly and ugly he looks.
He also deliberately pretended not to know, and after asking again, he threw off the stage again, came to a little boy and asked, "Little pot friend, isn't my sister beautiful?"
The little boy was only two or three years old, and when he could stand this stimulation, he cried out with a "wow".
"Hahaha. ā
Burst into laughter again.
Song Dabao cocked his orchid fingers, held his face in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Don't laugh, don't make noise! This little boy is too young to know what it means to be beautiful and beautiful.
In my appearance, in ancient times, at least I had to be a concubine! There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and the emperor is definitely the only one who favors me!"