Section 47 Where to live (4)

At this time, a person, a crooked neck microphone, the little broken child is miserable, bitter rain in the center of the empty stage (. ♋ฺ‸♋ฺ。 )・゚。 Before taking the stage, Kang Lok Le wiped a big lump of saliva on his naturally curly hair, so his current head posture looks unsatisfactory and refreshing. It's just that the bow that came down from the head of the little girl in the front row was pulled a little mushy because of too much force, and it was crooked + boring and drooping under the neck of the little broken child. From any point of view, it doesn't look like a bow tie, but more like a straw label used to sell himself to bury his father ( ̄▽ ̄;)

After a dozen minutes of not saying a word + not moving at all + under the eyes of everyone, the little broken child finally spoke. Before he opened his mouth, he sighed with a miserable and miserable voice: "ε=( ́ο'*)))) Alas! The first sentence of his mouth was leaked ( ̄▽ ̄;).

Seeing that he finally spoke, the judges were overjoyed. I was afraid that he would repeat his old tricks in a blink of an eye, so he struck while the iron was hot and then asked: "We saw that the list of contestants said that the person who came to participate in the competition should be a girl named Haixin." Did you come on stage to help her warm up, or did you help her?"

The little broken boy sniffled twice and nodded (☍_⁰), then shook his head again. Crying and mourning, his face was even more pitiful than just now.

"If you are so reluctant, why do you still come to the competition?" The tragic experience made the judges can't help but shed tears of sympathy.

"Because (twitch o(╥_╥)o) because, my dad said he was going to teach me how to be a man!" looked at his father in the audience with sobbing eyes. The latter is still poking his virtual screen... + No distractions.

"What is the truth of being a man?" smelled the smell of knowledge, and the eyes of the smart and studious judges invariably showed the light of expectation (° ꈊ °)✧.

That's the truth in "Crazy Primitives". My father was killed, and the reason why primitive man was able to survive and evolve into a highly civilized and powerful modern man was because of a law called the jungle. ”

"It turns out to be this law, I've heard of it (∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)!"

"It seems that your father is a very learned person (ฅ'ω ́ฅ)!" Wang said to himself, Yue Tianpeng looked at each other and said in unison.

"But this has something to do with your competition on stage!?" Only Wang Da Cone got the point.

"Because the law of the jungle, also known as the law of 'survival of the fittest'. It is the shuttle: the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the stunned, the flute is afraid of not dying, and the dying, the dying, the afraid of not wanting the child's life. So I came up (☍_⁰)!"

∴ little broken child was thrown up by his father to feed ×╮(╯▽╰)╭