(If the whole content is marked with asking for recommendations, clicks, book reviews, and collections, will you kill me.) Okay, start writing the book. Always working hard and never regretting it. ）

With the addition of Zhang Luo and Bardan and others, the bonfire party can finally officially begin, the fire has been lit, the potatoes and sweet potatoes that have been bought, buried in the soil next to the fire, as long as twenty minutes, the potatoes and sweet potatoes can be fragrant and fragrant. Everyone sat around the fire, talking to each other, and soon became familiar with each other.

"Good evening everyone, I am the initiator of this bonfire, you can call me Bardan, please pick up the wine, let's have a toast first." Bardan stood up and spoke to everyone.

"Okay, cheers." The crowd responded.

"Since it's a bonfire, how about we put on a show for each of us? Otherwise, it's just a bonfire, how can you do it without a party? I'll take the lead, and everyone will say it's okay or not. Bardan said as he took a sip of his beer.

"What if I can't sing?"

"Perform a show? Is it okay to have a sketch? ”

"I can only dance, can I perform dance?"

"Is it okay for me to show and eat?"

"Hahaha, then I can still perform and drink, this is my forte."

"Eating and drinking, you should be the last to perform, otherwise we will eat everything, what will we do? Everyone said yes. ”

Bardan said with a sneer, and then changed his style: "Jokes are jokes, since you agreed, then you have to perform while waiting, if you don't perform, what punishment do you say?" ”

"Oh, forget the punishment, the focus is on participation, I really won't, just perform at the end to eat and drink bars. It's always going to be, right? A young man with long braids said.

"Okay, then I'll start, my show is, roast the whole sheep by fire, thank you, okay, I'm going to get ready, you go ahead first, and the next one will be the same on my right hand." When Bardan had finished speaking, he trotted all the way to kill the sheep, and when the bonfire began, he boiled a large pot of boiling water beside him, apparently prepared.

"Cut, Bardan, come back, don't get piy."

"I'm taking off my pants, you show me this ????"

"Hahaha~!"

"Bardan, you're here to sell cute, right?"

"After the identification, I'm here to sell cute."

After Baldan's stirring up like this, the atmosphere instantly became much more lively, and then the others gradually let go, singing and singing, dancing in place, telling cold jokes, and if they really can't do it, they will run to give Bardan a hand. Everyone can always find something that suits them to play.

All of a sudden, the number of people performing the show had already passed half, and before he knew it, it was Zhang Luo's turn to be here.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Luo, I am an online anchor, and the program I perform for you is to sing a song, because I am incomplete in five tones, and I don't sing well, please forgive me, thank you." Zhang Luo said slowly.

Can the brightest stars in the night sky be heard

The loneliness and sigh of the heart of the person who looks up

Can you remember the brightest star in the night sky

The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind

I pray for a transparent heart and tearful eyes

Give me the courage to believe again, and embrace you beyond the lie

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the night

The brightest star in the night sky, please guide me closer to you

Does the brightest star in the night sky know where the figure that once walked with me is now?

Whether the brightest star in the night sky cares if it waits for the sun to rise or if the unexpected comes first

I'd rather keep all the pain in my heart than forget your eyes

Give me the courage to believe again, and go beyond the lies to embrace you

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the night

The brightest star in the night sky, please light me up

I pray for a transparent heart and tearful eyes

Give me the courage to believe again, cross the lies, embrace you, whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the night

The brightest star in the night sky, please light me up

Can the brightest stars in the night sky be heard

The loneliness and sigh of the heart of the person who looks up

Zhang Luo's earth-shattering song, crying ghosts and gods, incomplete five tones, in Zhang Luo here, it can also be regarded as a compliment-type word, all the songs that are no longer in tune are sung, and the friends of the bonfire party still applauded, although it is ugly, but Zhang Luoken showed it in front of everyone, which is already very remarkable.

However, in the live broadcast room, it was not so polite to Zhang Luo, the audience who endured it for a day, and Zhang Luo's die-hard fans had long been angry in their hearts and suffocated to death.

Now that I finally have a chance to vent, how can I let it go.

Zhang Luo knows that he can't sing well, but today under the stars, he just wants to sing this song, which is also the reason why Zhang Luo can rarely remember the whole song completely, the singing is ugly, so he doesn't dare to sing, he doesn't dare to sing, so he can't remember the lyrics. Unless he likes a few songs very much, most of the songs, Zhang Luo can only hum the chorus department, or a small part.

"The anchor died and blinded my ears."

"The rookie singing really made me regain my confidence in an instant."

"An anchor sings live broadcast, and there are 3,000 people in an instant."

"Rookie, are you sure you're singing? Instead of reading songs? ”

"Actually, the lyrics sung by the anchor are very good, and when I wait for half an hour, I will cover it."

"Upstairs thrilling god, my knees are good under the god."

"I really want to know the result of the cover, this slap in the face, pop pop, comes with sound effects."

"The brightest star in the night sky, please guide me forward, what warm words."

"The starry sky at the beginning, with a song of the brightest star in the night sky, is a good match."

"The visual anchor has a literary youth disease and has to be treated."

The excitement in the live broadcast room, Zhang Luo didn't notice it, in fact, Zhang Luo had forgotten, he was live broadcasting, after starting other people's performances, he had already devoted himself to it, and then he forgot that he was broadcasting live, otherwise he would have been killed, and he would not have sung. With the completion of Zhang Luo's program, the rest of the program is no longer as ugly as Zhang Luo, even if there is singing, as long as one Zhang Luo compares, I immediately feel that it is the fairy sound of the world, Zhang Luo also brought a good role to the majority of comrades behind, at least, there is a Zhang Luo, no matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than Zhang Luo, in this atmosphere, the performance behind is more and more exciting. Then the performers became more and more relaxed.

Finally, when the last performance was over, Bardan said that the whole lamb had been roasted and was ready to be eaten. (By the time of the fourth or fifth performances, Bardan had already killed the sheep, cleaned them up, set them up with branches, and returned to the scene of the bonfire.) ）

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