"Peng Peng, I'll leave the studio to you."

The director wiped the rain from his face: "I'll go to the room first and change my clothes."

"Okay!"

Peng Peng quickly took the phone: "Hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold later."

After speaking, Peng Peng faced the camera.

His handsome face appeared in front of tens of millions of viewers:

"Hi, everyone, is it raining heavily over there?"

Peng Peng waved his hand and greeted the audience.

"Where's Grandpa Ye?!"

"Peng Peng, can you point the camera at Grandpa Ye?"

"That's right, we don't want to look at you, we want to look at Grandpa Ye."

Looking at the barrage that keeps refreshing,

Puppen's face was darkened.

"This...isn't that good, Grandpa Ye is tired and resting in his room now."

"Why don't I talk to you guys..."

Before Peng Peng could finish speaking, the barrage suddenly became disgusted.

"Peng Peng, I'm not talking about you, we've been watching you for several seasons!"

"Now, we just want to see Grandpa Ye Xuan~"

"One thing to say, I want to hear Grandpa Ye tell his historical story."

"Me too! In order to see Grandpa Ye, I don't want to flirt with any girls now."

The formation of the live broadcast room,

In a moment, the screen refreshed.

"Grandpa Ye!"

"Grandpa Ye!"

"We want to see Grandpa Ye Xuan!"

Seeing so many people calling Ye Xuan,

Peng Peng took a deep breath, smiled helplessly, and said, "But Grandpa Ye, I'm really tired now."

"Everyone needs to rest, everyone has to forgive me, old man..."

Interacting with the audience, Peng Peng gradually warmed up.

"Let me tell you a joke!"

Regardless of whether the barrage wants to be heard or not, Peng Peng directly began to say:

Xiao Ming: It’s almost Chinese New Year, hurry up and buy a couple outfit for your girlfriend.

Xiaoqiang: What are you buying? I lived to be in my 20s, and I never wore couple clothes except school uniforms!

Xiao Ming: You have to buy it too, pretending that you have a girlfriend.

Xiaoqiang: That’s right. After all, it’s cold, so I need to buy a pair of gloves.

Xiao Ming. . .

While talking, Peng Peng smiled happily.

The barrage doesn't buy it at all.

"I have a girlfriend, so I don't need to buy gloves!"

"The joke made me walk up and down the room with embarrassment."

Peng Peng clicked his tongue, and suddenly smiled slyly: "You hate me?"

"Then I'll go?"

"Then I'll go?"

The barrage exploded instantly!

"Hahaha...."

"What? I'm ugly? Then I go?"

"Then you go?"

Filled with laughter, Peng Peng played tricks, seeing the heat gradually heating up, he struck while the iron was hot: "I'd better sing a song for everyone."

The taste of the audience is getting more and more difficult to deal with,

Even Peng Peng couldn't suppress Ye Xuan's live broadcast.

In just 2 minutes, the live broadcast instantly lost a lot of heat.

Seeing this, the director hurriedly winked at Mr. Huang,

Teacher Huang nodded to express his understanding.

After taking two steps forward, Teacher Huang said with a hearty smile, "Oh, it seems that I still have to come."

"Peng Peng, you go and sweep the floor."

"The waters of the Internet are very deep. Peng Zi, you are still young, and the audience's taste is very strong. You can't grasp it."

After all, Teacher Huang clapped his hands with confidence.

In order to save the ratings, Mr. Huang intends to dedicate his first live singing to the live broadcast.

After clearing his throat, Teacher Huang lowered his voice and said, "Little friend, do you have many question marks?"

"Why, everyone else is reading manga, but you are learning to draw and talking to the piano..."

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