Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

Zimei has been watching the barrage, and her eyelids jumped instantly after seeing everyone's excellent speeches.

The imaginative she has already figured out that if Xiaoqing appears at the airport in the future, all the fans who come to pick up the plane will burst into tears in an instant. What kind of grand scene would it be?

"babble."

Zimei couldn't help rubbing her arms, it was too appalling.

"Our Xiaoqing's appeal is too great, and now anything can be searched for."

Peng Peng raised his head proudly, as if he said... The person who can be on the hot search for just about anything is himself. This is obviously a compliment to Xiaoqing, but Mr. He and the others suddenly frowned after hearing the words. .

They have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and naturally they understand how popular a person is, the more attention and malice he receives, if possible, Mr. He would rather Xiaoqing be just a simple child.

But now it is too late to stop this situation, so Mr. He secretly made up his mind that after the recording of his longing life is over, he will definitely reduce Xiaoqing's appearance in public.

Others don't know what Teacher He thinks, the audience is still on the barrage in the live broadcast room: silly and happy.

"Then will the lottery for our last book continue?"

Zimei cautiously stuck her head out and asked.

"Carry on, of course, and finish the job."

Teacher Huang nodded.

"Ah, ah, ah, no, actually, we're not in a hurry for the last lottery."

"Yes, yes, we are in no hurry."

"It's not easy to have such an opportunity, we are really Mr. Huang!"

"Hehe, you are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry.

The teacher interrupted his plea mercilessly.

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"It feels like we are being bullied by Mr. Huang again"

"It's good, it's another day to be spoiled by Mr. Huang."

"Sure enough, the audience in the live broadcast room is schizophrenic and can play various roles anytime, anywhere."

"Brilliant"

Mr. Huang patted Mr. He on the shoulder, "Why are you so engrossed in thinking?"

"what"

Teacher He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "No, I just thought that since this is the last book, it should be a lottery draw and a different method. It's boring to always take screenshots."

"That's it."

"Agree agree."

"Mr. He, please make me healthy."

"That seems to be the case."

Teacher Huang touched his chin.

"Teacher He, what way do you want to change it!"

Sister Zi came up with great interest.

"Guess the question."

Teacher He blinked mysteriously.

"Whoever steps on it first, the first person to answer the answer in the barrage is our last lucky audience!"

"That sounds weird."

Teacher Huang is also interested.

"What if we were the ones who answered right?"

Peng Peng came out boldly.

"If you can be the first to answer correctly, I'll give it to you."

Teacher He shrugged.

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Peng Peng made a cheering gesture very happily, full of confidence.

Always: I'm on the side to that... The only award-winning choreographer and director, the staff and Lao Huang, who were chasing after him, ran back right away, just like they had motors on their ears.

Chapter 489 Drag Lao Huang down!

"what? What"

"Why don't you go grab it?"

Teacher Huang glanced at him helplessly.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it."

"Mr. He, what are you talking about just now, can we all participate?"

Lao Huang almost turned his face in front of Teacher He and asked.

"Old Huang, stand behind and block us from seeing Teacher He and baby Xiaoqing."

"Old Huang, take your big face away, we don't want to see it!"

"Is there anyone who can drag this director down?"

"Grab magazines from the audience, Lao Huang, what's your prospect!"

At this time, it was about the attribution of the last magazine, and everyone became: extremely sensitive.

It feels as if I can pick up a fight anytime, anywhere.

"Cough cough."

Teacher He coughed, and calmly pulled Baby Xiaoqing and his chair back a little.

"Next, I will play a game. This game has strong regularity, but we have to see who can discover the regularity first. The person who discovers the regularity first is the winner of this problem."

Teacher He cocked the corners of his mouth proudly. This game is the first copyright holder that he has recently researched. When he is experimenting with his friends, no one has yet answered, and he has not told them the answer. .

"Hey, that audience, we haven't started the game yet, don't give me a blind guess!"

"Mr. He, don't betray you, what kind of game is this?"

Zifeng anxiously stuck her head out to look at Teacher He, and almost stood with the staff.

"Hahahaha, now there is no goddess in my heart, only competitors."

"Fitting up."

"Huo Huo Huo, it's time to fight again, no, wait."

"hey-hey."

"Old He, shouldn't it be that?"

Teacher Huang suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.

"what do you say"

Teacher He raised an eyebrow at him.

"Ah ah ah, does Mr. Huang know the answer!"

"I protest, I demand that Mr. Huang be disqualified from the competition."

"That's right, if you have Mr. Huang, don't grab it from us, okay?"

The audience in the live broadcast room became anxious instantly when they saw the interaction between Mr. Huang and Mr. He.

After Mr. Huang saw the barrage, his eyelids jumped, and then he said slowly, "I would like to know, but you Mr. He never told me what the hell is going on in this game."

"What Huang Daddy hasn't guessed until now?"

Zifeng's little face was full of surprise.

"It's over, it's over."

She was gone in an instant.

After all, even Teacher Huang couldn't guess the question, how difficult it must be.

"I smelled something very simple."

"I don't care, I don't care, I must grab the last one."

"Daughter, I'm ready!"

"Ready at all the time."

However, the audience is still very enthusiastic.

"Don't be so discouraged, sister, maybe you are the first to guess it."

Teacher He looked at him with a smile.

"Dad He, can Xiaoqing also guess?"

Qin Qing tugged at Teacher He's sleeve.

"Of course you can."

Teacher He nodded as a matter of course, but of course he didn't think Xiaoqing could guess it.

"Hurry up and ask Mr. He."

Lao Huang also began to gear up.

Seeing everyone's expectation, Mr. He finally blinked mysteriously and started.

"This is on, this is off, so may I ask if this is on or off."

I saw Mr. He first stretched out his left hand and made a jerk gesture, then extended his right hand and made a downward posture, and finally made a pen refill posture, and asked whether it was on or off.