The president is autistic.

Forget it, when he didn't ask.

The painter was very helpful: "It's very simple, I'll teach you a little bit." ”

The president stiffened his face for a long time before he let out a low "um" sound.

Before the instruction, the painter asks, "How is your physical strength?" ”

The president gave him a suspicious look.

Then, he raised his chin a little arrogantly: "Seven times a night is not a dream." ”

Draw a hand.

"I'm not asking you this!"

President Yun was light: "Oh, I'm sorry, I misunderstood." ”

Artist: ......

With this understanding, how can you become a president?!

The actor whispered to the painter: "He's just showing off his physical strength, oh, and maybe indirectly satirizing that you're a single dog." ”

Artist: ......

Damn, it's amazing to have an object!!

Wait, it should be, the kidneys are amazing?!

The painter took a deep breath and described it more accurately this time: "Balance, abdominal strength, waist strength, flexibility, how are you?" ”

The president groaned, and after a while, he spoke: "If the full score is 10, I can give myself a score of 9.9." ”

Artist: ......

Don't you think too much of yourself!

The painter's heart hurts, and he resists the urge to beat people, "Listen, I'll just say it once, and I'll show you again, and the rest is up to you." ”

The president curled the corners of his lips and showed a charming smile: "Don't worry, I won't forget it." ”

Artist: ......

Depend on.

Fuck, can't scold anymore!

The young painter was hooked out of the migraine, and with a blank face, he described the essentials to President No. 5, and then practiced it.

After a beautiful backflip, the painter left the stage to the president.

"Please start your show."

The president stood over generously and smiled: "I think there should be applause here." ”

Artist: ......

The rest of the guests, embarrassed but polite smiles.

The president was a little regretful: "I thought that we at least lived and died together and fought side by side......"

"Bang Bang!"

The painter clapped his hands expressionlessly and said, "Mr. President, you still have a ten-second countdown." ”

"Oh."

When the voice fell, the president stopped speaking for a second and instantly put himself into the state.

Before the crowd could react, they heard:

"betrayed my love, carried me away, and finally knew that I knew the truth and my tears fell......"

Boom!

Landing perfectly.

The president cleared his throat, "It's ugly." ”

The expressions of the crowd were like lightning strikes.

Painter: "Why is your music library so strange?" ”

The writer folded his hands and leaned back slightly, "I haven't heard this song for a long time, and when I listen to it now, it's all memories." ”

The president smiled, "I probably feel the same way, so I'm impressed." ”

All:......

Anyway, the president's adventure passed.

Next, it was Yun Chu's turn.

The girl indifferently drew a card, and her eyebrows did not wave.

"White card."

Painter: "Damn, you're so lucky!" ”

Yun Chu lowered his eyes and pondered.

Luck is a bit good.

The first time was a gold medal for avoiding death, and the second time was a white card.

There is almost no life-threatening danger.

The writer is relatively calm: "This girl can come back safely by knocking on the master's door, and now, no matter what happens, I think I can accept it." ”

Cough.

Yun Chu was slightly embarrassed and touched his chin.

Next, writers.

The writer took out a card and glanced at it faintly: "Designated card." ”

When the voice fell, everyone present was a little surprised.

The least calm is still the No. 4 anchor.

Her worst worries still came.

Writer No. 7 touched the designated card, this card, it depends on how he uses it.

Maybe it could be the ending card for this afternoon tea game.