"System prompt: I'm a flower, reward Buddha jumping over the wall 2, Brother Fang, even if you eat steamed buns next month, I must reward you this time!"

"System prompt: If I were a DJ I wouldn't love you, reward 666 Pipi shrimp, how to say, what do I have to say? I forgot what I was going to say, I may have a fake brain, but this song is so good!"

"System prompt: The Internet café is my grave, reward 999 pressure cookers, and you can sing so deliciously! Reasonable, my eyes are red at the moment..."

"System prompt: Not beautiful young lady, this song is poisonous! I cried when I heard it, I'll cry for a while,..."

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The barrage in the live broadcast room and the take-off of the reward brush, many words of admiration, I can't see it clearly!

"Prose Poems Written by Father", even if Fang Xiaotian sings a cappella, his singing voice is not very outstanding, but the artistic conception in the lyrics can make people have endless aftertaste, although the old drivers account for the majority of the audience watching the live broadcast, but there are many emotional people.

"Wow! Fang Xiaotian, you... You... Why haven't I ever heard it?" Feng Nana exclaimed excitedly, as if she had discovered a new world.

""Prose Poems Written by Father", this song is really tasteful! In the ordinary lyrics, the greatness of my father and the helplessness of life are all sung..."Li Ting said with red eyes, "I am a little homesick when I sing, I miss my parents..."

"Me too, me too..."

The girls are all red-eyed, and it seems that some dusty memories are involved in the hidden feelings in the lyrics...

It's right to say that women are made of water, but men are also emotional animals!

"Sing well, sing well, Xiaotian, your "Prose Poems Written by Father" really sings the feeling of the seventies and eighties, especially the life at that time, it is really a nostalgic era..." At that time, I was still very young, in fact, living in that era, was the happiest time in my life, although the family was poor, but never complained about anything, if there was anything delicious at home, my parents gave me food as soon as possible, every time I listened to my parents worry about their tuition fees through the door, I always hid behind the wooden door and secretly wiped my tears..."

In the "Rules of Survival" program, Guo Bin is 30 years old alone, and everyone else is born in the 90s, so they may not understand the feelings he misses, but Guo Bin's emotions seem to have infected them...

"This song sung by Fang Xiaotian is really a fuse, I inexplicably began to feel homesick..."Sun Yuying said with red eyes.

"Me too, I'm a little homesick too..."

"Me too..."

Three of the four daughters said they were homesick, only Zhou Qian didn't have any words, but her eyes flickered faintly, and she didn't know what she was thinking...

"Okay, okay, don't be so sad..."Guo Bin tried to calm down and beckoned, "Jiahao, now you can also come to a song, how about it?"

Not to mention, Yu Jiahao's face is not very good at this moment, and he is obviously not confident in Fang Xiaotian's "Prose Poems Written by Father", what makes him really can't figure out is that Fang Xiaotian's casual singing can make people's emotions fluctuate so much! This guy is poisonous, right?

"Look at it all, Yu Jiahao is really stupid! Lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, he is really drunk..."

"If you want me to say, this guy just has nothing to do! Day by day, he knows how to do things..."

"The fools who mocked Brother Fang for not being able to sing, let me ask, does your face hurt?"

"The slap in the face is really happy!"

"Brother Fang's "Prose Poems Written by My Father" is the most sentimental song I have heard in recent years!

"Anyway, I'm red-eyed..."

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Fang Xiaotian glanced at Yu Jiahao, who was a little hesitant, "I'm done singing, it's your turn!"

Fang Xiaotian can't help the problem of being able to make a few girls cry in a song! Who asked you to sing it? He just copied it...

"Well... Okay!" Yu Jiahao took the wooden stick given by Fang Xiaotian and began to hum slowly, if he coaxed him at this time, it was estimated that he would lose a large wave of powder, which was not what he wanted to see.

As soon as his voice opened, some nervous singing voices came out.

But although Yu Jiahao has great innate and acquired advantages, he is only an entertainment anchor after all, not a professional singer, and his singing voice has become a little boring at this time!

It's like having eaten a delicious meal and having eaten a delicious meal, and then having a table of food that is even worse than the one just now, who will have an appetite? That lack of appetite is very similar to now...

"This broken voice, I want to vomit when I listen to it! Can you stop singing? Yu Jiahao is really not afraid of losing fans?"

"Ahhh My ears are getting pregnant, come and save me!"

"The song sung by Yu Jiahao is really the same as Brother Fang, one in the sky and one underground, there is no comparison at all..."

"Turn off the sound, keep your ears, listen to it any longer, I'll take the dog..."

"I'm about to take the dog, hurry up, call me 120, I think I can still save it..."

"No thanks..."

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Listening to Yu Jiahao singing, the language bombardment in the live broadcast room has begun...

While listening to Yu Jiahao singing, Fang Xiaotian shook his head and immersed himself in his own world.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for more than 32,000 likes in "The Rules of Survival", and successfully surpassed Yu Jiahao to rank 5th, please keep up the good work!"

Is this okay?

Fang Xiaotian clearly remembered that the system sent him another main task, that is, the number of likes exceeded 20,000 times for the 9 of them, which meant that he was one step closer to the completion of the task!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiaotian couldn't stop snickering in his heart, this show is really getting more and more fun

As soon as Yu Jiahao's singing ended, everyone also clapped their hands and applauded.

Although there were some compliments, everyone's mood did not fluctuate greatly, just a few words of praise, and then there were not too many words...

Yu Jiahao didn't know that the limelight was all taken up by Fang Xiaotian? After he sat down, his eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at Fang Xiaotian from time to time...

In the evening, the time for entertainment flies quickly, and the time for singing is over.

Zhou Qian also took Feng Nana and Sun Yuying to dance a sexy and sultry self-created dance, especially Feng Nana's pair of murder weapons in the world and Zhou Qian's long legs, which are all existences that people can't take their eyes off...

Subsequently, because of their thin skin, everyone continued to perform something, so they began to tell some jokes and meat jokes to pass the time. And Fang Xiaotian has become their topic of conversation.

As time passed, it was getting late, and those who wanted to sleep lay down in the allotted places and fell asleep. Because the beds and shelters were not yet finished, they were just lying on the sand covered with palm fronds.

The second night on the desert island passed quietly...