"Yes." The host said with a smile, and the cameraman immediately came over.

"Can you please ask the host to help me get a cup? I can't dance like that. "With a loaf of bread in her hand, she can barely jump, and with a glass of milk, how can she jump?

"Of course there is no problem." The host who heard this said with a smile, and reached out to take the cup: "I can help you get the cup, but what about bread?" Not really. I don't have anywhere to hold it in my hand, so I'll have to bite it with my mouth if I help again. ”

"It's okay, I can take the bread myself." Huang Yanyan said with a smile, and got up from her seat with her mouth biting the bread.

Although the show was tricked at the beginning, fortunately, all eyes were on her, which made her a little relieved, if she was busy for a long time and made a wedding dress for others, that would be the most unacceptable thing for her.

"Wow~ (Sister, are you sure this show is a big show in the music world?) Isn't that a tricky scene? I don't think it's a good idea here. Seeing the picture of jumping around with bread in his mouth, Cheng Hao said weakly.

This is not the same as the music interview he imagined, is there really no problem with this show?

"It's a bit outrageous, but that's the consistent style of this show." Sister Hong'er explained with a smile when she heard this, and began to pray in her heart, the other party should not pit her, after all, she doesn't have any talent shows.

"Whew~ (Really?) That's a bad taste. Cheng Hao complained, and saw the host stop Huang Yanyan: "Miss Huang Yanyan's dance is really good, but if you look at it again?" The show is coming to an end. So let's pause for a moment. ”

"Okay." When Huang Yanyan heard this, she immediately stopped dancing. He took the cup and returned to his seat.

After seeing it, the host swept his eyes around again, and soon found Cheng Hao holding his bones and gnawing at Cheng Hao. Immediately came up again: "It seems that our little fat orange has finished eating the leg of lamb and is gnawing on the lamb bone, what a good tiger who cherishes food, now let's interview the little fat orange." ”

"Wow~ (Say, what do you want to interview?) Word it out, I don't know how to dance. Seeing the other party walking up, Cheng Hao was not timid, and asked directly.

"Oh? It seems that our little chubby orange is still a social cow. The host who heard Sister Hong'er's translation said with a smile, and walked in front of Cheng Hao with steps. Holding the microphone close to Cheng Hao's mouth: "Big star Chubby Orange, many people on the Internet are questioning whether you are lip-syncing?" Now take this opportunity, Chubby Orange, do you have any ideas that you want to perform on the spot to break the rumors? ”

"Whoa~ (Rumors or something, I don't care at all, anyway, they love to listen or not, and they don't listen to it.) Cheng Hao, who heard this, said into the microphone: "Wow~ (As for live singing?) What do you want to hear? I can grant your wishes. But I'll have to get me two more, or I won't have the strength to sing to you." ）”

"Haha, the little fat orange really lives up to its reputation. You have a leg of lamb, as long as you are willing to sing. As soon as he heard that he wanted a leg of lamb for singing, the host immediately said with a smile.

Sure enough, as rumored, Chubby Orange is very greedy.

"Whew~ (Then there's no problem, it's a little fun to sing.) Cheng Hao spoke, stretched out his arm and grabbed the host's shoulder, and shouted into the microphone: "Whoa~ (I sent you away thousands of miles away, are you still there?) ）”

"Wait a minute, little fat orange, you're a little too heavy, don't hold me, I can't bear it." The host, who had just been grabbed by the arm, opened his mouth and wanted to break free.

But after hearing the lyrics, the whole person immediately stopped moving. Because he has listened to countless songs, and this is the first time he has heard such a song.

"This song is a little unfamiliar, is it a song sung by Chubby Orange?"

"It seems that Chubby Orange hasn't sung it, maybe it's a new song to be released this time, right?"

"Really? I don't know what the song is called? ”

At the same time, the audience heard it. One by one, they couldn't help but discuss it in whispers.

"Xiao Tangerine sings slowly, my sister can't keep up." Sister Hong'er, who was singing, shouted, Xiao Tang, this little villain, don't suddenly speed up while singing. Where did she speak so fast?

"Whew~(Oh oh.) Cheng Hao, who was singing, immediately stopped, and it was almost enough to sing a few words.

You can't let him sing all the songs on this show, right?

"Huh? Don't stop, Chubby Orange. Keep singing. ”

"yes, yes, it's okay if it's a cappella, we love listening to it."

"That's right, Chubby Orange continues to sing." The audience, who noticed that the music had stopped, shouted loudly.

They are listening attentively, why is it over for Chubby Orange? Hurry up and keep singing.

"Wow~ (I can't sing, I'm so hungry.) And the song hasn't been written yet, so how can I continue singing, you guys wait a while, wait for my album. Cheng Hao, who heard this, said perfunctorily, he just came over to walk through the motions and make soy sauce. I didn't come here for a concert.

You can't let him carry the whole show with a tiger.

"Huh? Is the song that hasn't finished yet so good? I don't know what the song will look like when it's finished? ”

"Yes, yes, don't be lazy, little fat orange, promise us to write songs well when we go back, you know?"

"yes, yes, you can't be lazy." The audience members who heard this shouted, and then told Sister Hong'er: "Miss breeder, you have to watch this little slacker not let him sleep all day, but also let him write some songs." ”

"yes. We haven't listened to a new song for a long time, and we must not let him be lazy anymore. ”

"I'd like to blow him, but it's still up to inspiration to write songs, right?" Sister Hong'er, who was shouted, said helplessly.

This songwriting is not a cabbage on the ground, you can plant it if you want to, and you can harvest it if you want to, the main thing is to look at the inspiration.

"Then Miss Breeder, you also have to supervise Chubby Tangerine, we seriously suspect that he has always been inspired, but he just doesn't want to write songs."

"That's right, other singers can write several songs a month, and the little fat orange is lying high over there eating pots of milk for a month." The audience spoke up.

"Wow~ (How many songs do you write a month?) I seriously doubt his mental state when writing songs, and he must be taken to a mental hospital for a proper examination. Cheng Hao, who heard this, spoke.

These singers are either sick in the brain, or they were hit by a big car, they write several songs a month, who do they want to kill?

Don't let the tiger pass? He wondered if their brain cells could support writing so many songs in a month?

"That's not necessary, he has evolved into a new human, and his work efficiency is now very good, so Chubby Orange, you have to work hard as an evolved animal."

"yes, don't be lazy."

The audience said that although the singer wrote songs that were not good, he had to admit that the speed at which he wrote songs was still unmatched.

"Ahem, the news of everyone's urging to change, Chubby Orange already knows, let's enter the theme of our show." Seeing that the show gradually became a reminder scene, the host hurriedly spoke.

It's really terrible, this is the charm of Chubby Orange, no wonder he was named the strongest singer of the year, and I asked you if you were afraid of it.

"Whoa~ (Yes, yes, the host hurry up and interview the other guests, don't keep an eye on me, let me rest for a while.) Cheng Hao, who heard this, echoed and said, don't focus on him for so long in this show, so you can embarrass others in the past.

"Okay then." The host said with some tears and laughter after hearing this.

When others were on their show, they all told him in private to give him a little more scenes, but it turned out that it was good to get to Little Fat Orange, and the other party directly asked him to give others some scenes, not to keep an eye on him.

"I feel like we've lived in vain for most of our lives, and we're not as good as a tiger." Huang Yanyan, who was looking at this, said with some emotion.

What a powerful tiger, any unfinished song will directly reduce her dimensionality, if it's a complete song? It's hard to imagine how powerful it could be.

"Don't say that, he's an evolutionary animal, and it's normal to be better than us." Another guest spoke.

"Yes, evolved animals are not the same as ordinary people." Others chimed in.

The gap between them must be because the other party is too powerful, and it definitely won't be because they are too vegetable.

That's right, that's definitely the way it is.

If they were also evolving, they would definitely be able to compete with each other.

"I don't think so." Huang Yanyan shook her head when she heard this, although the gap between ordinary people and others is very large, it is also situational.

It's impossible to say that a tiger would specifically evolve musical talent, only that they're too rubbish.

"Whew~ (It's great to finally be able to relax.) Cheng Hao, who saw the host in the past, nodded with satisfaction, and lay flat on the massage table.

I'm going to get some sleep here and wait for the show to end.

"You're ready to go to bed? The audience is full of your fans. Sister Hong'er, who saw this scene, opened her mouth to remind.

"Wow~ (Otherwise?) I'm sleepy, can't you let me continue with my spirits, right? And the host hasn't sent me the leg of lamb yet. Cheng Hao, who heard this, yawned and said, his eyes full of sleepiness.

"Well, you glutton." Sister Hong'er said helplessly when she heard this, and watched the host interact with the other guests.

As for their side? The camera will come up from time to time.

But they all gathered on the bubbling snot bubbles, as if to tell the audience, how sleepy is this cat in front of them?

"Chubby Orange slept so soundly, I feel like he didn't come to participate in the show, he just came to sleep."

"Who's to say it isn't? But for one thing, this is the first time I've heard a tiger snore. ”

"yes, that's cute. It's like pinching his little ears. The audience who saw this scene said, staring intently at Cheng Hao, who was turning his belly.

As for the guests who are communicating with the host, they have all been ignored.

They just want to see how long the cat in front of them is going to sleep before it wakes up.

"The director's situation is not good, everyone seems to be watching Chubby Orange sleep." The staff member who saw this scene spoke.

"Hmm. I see it. The director nodded helplessly, but he didn't expect things to develop to this point.

Little Fat Orange and a tiger attracted all the attention of the audience, and he didn't give other guests a way to live at all.

"Now let's play a game, shall we?" After the host found out about the situation on the stage, he immediately made adjustments: "Let's let each other sing each other's songs, and then let the audience evaluate who sang the best." ”

"Yes, yes."

Everyone who heard this nodded and said, as long as they don't get spoofed.

"Okay, let's go get the box for the lottery." The host said with a smile, and walked in front of Cheng Hao, who was snoring, and said to Sister Hong'er, who was sitting on the side: "Miss Breeder, can you let the little fat orange get up, we are going to start interacting now." ”

"Yes." Sister Hong'er nodded when she heard this, stretched out her fingers to poke the snot bubbles that were big and small, and said: "Don't sleep, little villain, now is not the time to sleep." ”

"Wow~ (That...... Is it time to eat? Cheng Hao, who opened his eyes in a daze, asked.

"No, now it's time for the interactive session, you little villain cheer up." Sister Hong'er shook her head and explained.

"Whew~ (Not eating?) There's no spirit left. Tell me, what the hell is going on? Cheng Hao reluctantly got up and asked.

The joy of the scene has nothing to do with him, he just wants to sleep well and calm down now.

"Play games." Sister Hong'er pointed to the guests who were drawing lots and said.

"Whew~ (Okay.) Cheng Hao stretched his waist and jumped to the front of the box to line up: "Whew~ (Let me see, what can I touch?) ）”

"Good...... It's huge. I saw this guest at the party, and after Cheng Hao behind him, he was a little surprised.

I've always heard that Chubby Tangerine is just over a year old, but I didn't expect Chubby Tangerine to be so big, which is also too terrifying.

"Now please show the balls you have got, each ball has two colors, red and blue, and there are numbers written on it, the north and south rooms with the same number will sing each other's famous songs." The host held the microphone and said to the people who drew lots, and everyone showed the number of the ball in their hands.

Seeing this, Cheng Hao, who was stretching out his claws into the box, hurriedly raised his paws, and then the box was lifted, and there was no way The mouth of the box was a little small.

He barely managed to get his paw in, but now the question was that he couldn't pull it out?

"Hahaha, just like I thought, the claws of the little chubby orange can't be pulled out after they are put in."

"Yes, Miss Breeder should be asked to draw lots, Chubby Tangerine is too anxious."

The audience who saw it below couldn't help but laugh.

(End of chapter)