(Girls' Literature) "Hey, buddy, who the hell is this Cha Cha, why does it seem to be very popular?" Chen Mo patted the shoulder of a fanatical fan of Cha Cha next to him and asked out loud.

"I don't even know Cha Cha! I see that you are a foreigner!" The man said proudly: "Cha Cha is the beautiful host on the stage, she is the goddess in our hearts, not only is she good-looking, but also kind-hearted, good at singing and dancing, all the single men in our ten miles and eight towns want to marry her home as a wife!"

"No wonder you were so excited when she showed up. Chen Mo turned his head to look at Cha Cha on the stage, and said in his heart: "Dare to love Cha Cha is still a little celebrity? These people have been waiting here for so long, shouldn't it be just to see her?

With the rhythm of Cha Cha and another male host, the performance in the theater officially kicked off, and six young girls wearing Tujia costumes twisted their waists and walked onto the stage.

In the melodious singing, dancing, their dancing posture is very beautiful, even Chen Mo, who can't appreciate the elegant art of dancing at all, can watch it with relish.

But he doesn't look at the dance, he looks at the people who dance. After all, the six dancers on the stage can be regarded as quite beautiful women, probably because they often dance, their figures are well maintained, and they are particularly pleasing to the eye. Not only Chen Mo, but also these animals in the audience, their eyes were all straight, and they almost drooled from their mouths.

"Okay, thank you to the six beautiful Tujia sisters for the wonderful dance they brought us!" The male host came out with the microphone and said, "Then next, my partner Cha Cha will sing a classic Enshi folk song "Six Mouths of Tea" for everyone. ”

"The goddess is singing!"

"Applause welcome!

After hearing that Cha Cha was going to sing, there was a commotion in the audience, and a middle-aged man dressed like a man suddenly shouted to the stage: "Beauty, stop singing, go home with your master!"

The fanatical fans of Cha Cha around them, hearing that this person dared to say such a thing to Cha Cha, immediately became excited, and some people took the lead in shouting: "it! Rich and amazing? Brothers, beat him!"

"Beat him!" This sentence was like a clarion call for attack, and those people standing next to the middle-aged man suddenly rushed up and beat the middle-aged man who was outrageous.

"Bang bang-"

The middle-aged man who was invincible before, was beaten and fled with his head in his hands, and his well-cut suit was torn off, he no longer dared to stay in the theater, and fled out of Jiujin Hall in a hurry.

The farce in the audience did not have much impact on the host on the stage, and the male host waited for the audience's mood to basically stabilize, and then continued calmly: "But before that, I want to invite an enthusiastic audience friend to come on stage and sing this song with our Chacha, do you have any friends who can sing this song?"

"Yes, yes!"

"I! I can sing!"

"Choose me, choose me! I sing with a nice voice!"

Being able to sing a song on the same stage with Cha Cha is very attractive to the group of animals in the audience. They all know that the opportunity cannot be lost, and the truth that it will not come again, so they are all volunteering, wanting to have closer contact with the goddess in their hearts!

"I didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic, it's not good for me to choose anyone, this makes me really embarrassed!" The male host shook his head lightly, and said helplessly: "Why don't we ask Cha Cha's opinion?"

"Okay! listen to Cha Cha!" said Brain Dead Pink Armor.

"Yes, but goddess, you must choose me!" said Brain Dead Fan Yi with an innocent face.

"You look so ugly, like a chimpanzee, how could Cha Cha choose you?" Brain Dead Fan Bing sneered: "If you want to choose, you have to choose a talent like me!"

"I'll take it, how can there be a sense of choosing relatives in this meeting?" Chen Mo couldn't help but think in his heart: "If Cha Cha has one more hydrangea or something in his hand, it will be even more perfect, properly throw the hydrangea and choose a parent!"

As soon as Chen Mo thought so, the male host on the stage cooperated with the staff next to the stage and took a hydrangea wrapped in red cloth.

"Everyone, don't be impatient!" The male host said loudly: "It's okay to do this! Let our goddess of tea and tea throw the hydrangea, whoever grabs it, who will go on stage, what do you think?"

"Okay! Throw the hydrangea! I like it!"

"May I ask if I grab this hydrangea, will I be able to marry Cha Cha home?"

"Haha, you think beautifully! Chacha is also something you can worry about?"

"Don't talk nonsense, host, hurry up and let Cha Cha throw the hydrangea!"

I'll go. Is it really a whole hydrangea out?666, this host is really good at playing!

"Damn, what the hell!?Is anyone doing a sneak attack?" Just when Chen Mo sighed that the host could play, he suddenly felt a strong wind rushing towards his head.

When he sensed that something was wrong, he was about to deal with it, when he saw the herd of animals around him, rushing towards him frantically, their hands still stretched out over their heads, as if they were longer than anyone's arms.

"Get out of here, don't grab my hydrangea!

"Damn, why are you hitting me? Labor and management kick your balls!"

"Who, who, who's pulling my pants......"

"Big brother, big brother, don't drag, don't drag, my pants are going to be ripped off by you!"

"What's the situation?" Regarding this sudden scene, Chen Mo expressed his bewilderment.

It seems that it may probably be, but it was Cha Cha who ran the hydrangea in her direction?

I'm dizzy, is there any mistake! I just want to be a quiet beautiful man, and I want to throw it to my side for Mao!

By the time Chen Mo reacted, he had been surrounded by rough men who had come to grab the hydrangea like hungry people.

These people are not particular at all, in order to grab the flying hydrangea, they pull all kinds of clothes underneath, pull the pants, and stumble.

As the center of the battlefield, Chen Mo naturally became the primary target, who let the flight trajectory of the hydrangea just in front of him? Seeing this group of crazy animals rushing over, Chen Mo didn't say a word, and directly gathered the power in his body.

"Get out!"

He shouted, the sound was like a bell, and the momentum was magnificent! The power in his body exploded, shaking all these people who rushed over and flying out upside down!

"What's going on?" the people who were shocked were in a trance, they didn't understand what had happened before.

After shocking everyone, as soon as Chen Mo raised his hand, he easily received the hydrangea that Cha Cha had deliberately thrown to him.

"Okay! Congratulations to this handsome audience for becoming our lucky guest!" The male host is very good at mobilizing emotions, and he said in an excited tone: "I invite this lucky guest to our stage!"

Cha Cha on the stage quietly winked and smiled at Chen Mo who was holding the hydrangea in his hand, Chen Mo glanced at her, and in the envious and jealous eyes of countless animals, he walked to the stage with heroic steps.

"Okay, now, I'll hand over the stage to the two of you!" After some foreshadowing, the male host transferred the microphone to Chen Mo after mobilizing the atmosphere again.

Cha Cha and Chen Mo looked at each other and smiled, this smile is estimated that only the two of them can understand the meaning contained in it.

That's right, Cha Cha did deliberately throw the hydrangea to Chen Mo, after all, compared to those fanatical suitors under the stage who he couldn't bring up any interest at all, Chen Mo was the only man who could get into her eyes and make her feel different.

"Six Mouths of Tea" is a famous folk song in Enshi, Hubei Province, which is an ancient national etiquette for young men and women in Enshi Tumiao to pursue love and yearn for a happy life.

As soon as the top tune of the song ended, Chen Mo sang generously: "Drink your tea, ask you a word, your parents are not at home?"

Cha Cha smiled slightly, and her beautiful eyes flowed: "You drink tea and drink tea, where do you come from talking so much? My father and mother are eighty-eight." ”

The fragrance is mellow, like a lingering sound, sweet and not greasy, like a lover's kiss, refreshing and pleasant, like a string song around the beam. The years are leisurely, ten thousand styles, washing and sleeping, graceful and swaying.

One question, one answer, the two cooperate very tacitly, like a pair of golden boys and girls made in heaven.

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