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Oops, I was too nervous just now, and I actually strung it on my back!

Juan Er almost wanted to slap himself twice. He rarely faced such a big scene. He was always uneasy in his heart. After making a mistake, he was even more stressed. He held the microphone tightly with his fingers, and sweat was coming from his forehead. Out.

As the top live broadcast platform in the country, Doumao must participate in the live broadcast for the anniversary celebration, and in order to gain more popularity, Doomao not only replaced the home page recommendation with the official live broadcast poster, but also prohibited participating anchors from sharing the live broadcast.

Therefore, the popularity and traffic of this live broadcast are unprecedented.

Juan'er's mind was in a mess, so he didn't even need to think about it, the barrage must have already started to quarrel.

Sure enough, the barrage had already begun to question why he was suddenly in a daze, whether he was nervous or deliberately not taking it seriously, and made a fool of himself if he couldn't even memorize the lines well.

At this moment, amidst the noisy crowd, a familiar and calm voice came from the bottom of his heart, "Don't panic, just follow what I said. Thanks to Doumao and the majority of water friends for awarding me this The title of 'cute pet anchor'."

It's Jiang Yun!

Juan Er subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yun's direction, and Uncle Jiang nodded reassuringly, his eyes calm and sure.

The heart in Juan Er immediately fell firmly to the ground, repeating Jiang Yun's 'cheat sheet', "Thanks to Doumao and the vast number of water friends..."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun followed immediately, "It was the first time I saw everyone in the three-dimensional world, and I was so excited that I couldn't speak. After I finished speaking, I smiled naturally."

"For the first time... I was so excited that I couldn't speak."

As he said that, Juan Er naturally showed a shy smile, which immediately caused a group of little girls in the audience to scream.

This can be regarded as barely rounding out the embarrassing pause just now.

For the next self-introduction, Juan Er didn't ask Jiang Yun for a prompt, and he memorized it smoothly, and even threw a stalk in the middle, which made everyone laugh.

"Okay, next is our favorite Q&A session! Because Juanjuan's live broadcast is not too long, everyone is actually full of curiosity about you."

After the host finished speaking, he suddenly blinked mischievously, "Next, I may ask some questions that didn't appear in the rehearsal~ Some of them will be a little private, will Juan mind?"

Juan Er was stunned, but considering that this may be the program effect that the official wanted to create, and he had a hunch that the host would most likely mention Jiang Yun...

But the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth, if it didn't work, Jiang Yun would help him cheat.

So Juan Er was very calm, "Well, I don't have anything very private...you should ask."

He thought that there would be an ordinary road ahead, but he didn't expect the host to take a slant when he came up, "Okay! Our questions are taken from the questionnaires posted on Weibo, which largely represent public opinion."

"The first question! Does the questionnaire have a girlfriend?"

The host coughed twice and laughed, "Boyfriends count too."

The auditorium immediately burst into wow, I didn't expect the host to be so troublesome.

Juan Er didn't expect it to be such a private question. The private question he imagined was still asking about the size of his underwear.

But he still scratched his head embarrassingly, "I really don't have this, I'm still young, so don't worry."

He is still young.

Even if he wanted to, Uncle Jiang wouldn't allow it, saying that he was still a child among monsters at his age, and it would be a crime to fall in love with him...

The host sighed, but she cheered up quickly, "The second question! Does Juan Juan have a favorite type? There must be one, right? All boys have it? Ideal type!"

"Do you have to have it?"

Juan Er thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but think of the group of kittens downstairs in the community, and his expression couldn't help softening, "Hmm...it feels soft to the touch."

Host & Audience: "???"

Have a yellow accent in broad daylight?

"I don't like clingy people very much, because I often... well, on business trips, if I am too clingy, I will feel guilty that I didn't get along well with it."

Juan Er said more and more vigorously, "It is best to have long hair. Although it sheds a lot of hair, it is really like a small heater in winter, and its tail is long and soft. When playing with it, it will unconsciously wrap its tail around it. On the arm..."

"what?"

The host had no choice but to interrupt him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "So... is it a cat? Is Juan Juan's ideal type a cat?"

"Ang." Juan Er smiled shyly, "When I talk about the ideal type, I think of cats."

Fans with curled ears in the live broadcast room brushed up hahahaha one after another. A passer-by posted a barrage saying that he was worthy of being a cute anchor, which immediately attracted many likes.

"I think of cats. If that's the case, the one Juan Er likes can also be said to be a cat-type girlfriend."

The host tried his best to turn the tide, "Then! The next question, wow, this question is very exciting...Everyone, get ready!"

The fans of Juanjuan burst into ooh!

【Oh oh oh!It must have something to do with Mr. Jiang! 】

[My ginger silk roll is above the blue sky (don't say you can't brush it anyway, you can't see it anyway)

【Are you rotten girls annoying?The anchor just looks small. Is it really okay to force it straight? 】

"Everyone guessed it, it's indeed related to Mr. Jiang~"

The hostess looked at Jiang Yun in the audience, and at this time the cameraman also mischievously gave Mr. Jiang a shot, "Okay, please listen to the question! You and Mr. Jiang...what is the relationship?"

"Don't get me wrong, we didn't ask any weird questions~ I just want to know if you two are relatives or friends?"

This question is a little simpler.

Juan Er breathed a sigh of relief, "The relationship between Jiang Yun and me is indeed complicated..."

There was a frantic scream from the audience here, as did the barrage pool of the simultaneous live broadcast, and a large area of ​​ah ah ah suddenly drifted past, and nothing could be seen except "ah".

"It's not what you think."

Juan Er smiled helplessly, "He and my master are friends, so in terms of seniority, I called him Uncle Jiang before. But we have a very good relationship now. Jiang Yun usually takes care of me. We are considered good friends." friend."

"Wait, wait." The host immediately grasped the point, "Uncle Jiang? This is your love for him—well, nickname? Since it was called before, what is it called now?"

"Ah yes, I called him that before. Because I didn't have a good relationship with him at first... There was a little misunderstanding."

As he said that, he rolled his ears together and smiled at Jiang Yun, blinking his eyes, "So I purposely annoyed him and called him Uncle Jiang. Afterwards, we got along very well. When we usually go out together and call him Uncle, everyone will use weird looked at us with eyes... so now I call him brother."

The girls in the auditorium who were holding the lamps immediately removed the banners and lamps from their hands.

Juan Er: "???"

After two seconds, the girls held up the lamp boards again. The lamp boards and hand banners are of various types, but the content on them is almost the same: "I have ginger rolls with plums on my head", "Ginger rolls are the sweetest in the world" "There is true love in the world, and great love in ginger silk rolls" and so on.

Juan Er: "..."

What the hell is a ginger roll! !

The person in charge who watched the live broadcast gave the host an ok gesture, indicating that the enthusiasm was enough.The host also accepts as soon as it is good, in case it goes too far and makes the boss angry, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Afterwards, the questions asked were more ordinary and normal. The time passed very quickly when you asked me to answer, and soon it was time to add to the entertainment before the guests left the stage.

Because Juan Er has not reported to the assistant director what materials to prepare, not only the host does not know the content, but also the music in the background cannot be played.The director had no choice but to play a bgm that stepped on the spot, and the sound was lowered to prevent the audience from playing.

"Actually, to be honest, it's not just that I don't know what program Juan Juan is going to perform, the director doesn't know either."

The host asked curiously, "Jujuan, now can you tell us what you are going to perform? Sing? Dance?"

"No, no, I'm tone deaf and my limbs are uncoordinated, so I won't pollute everyone's ears and eyes."

Juan Er shyly smiled, "As for what I'm going to perform... just watch it first, you'll find out later."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly took out a small fresh young leaf from his pocket, which was emerald green, and after being washed clean by Juaner water, there were still a few drops of crystal water rolling on the leaf.

Juan Er put the leaf between his lips, and within a second, a melodious whistle came out from between his lips and teeth.He didn't play any tune, just a very common whistle made by leaves, but I don't know if it's because the leaves are very tender, but the sound he blows is clearer and sweeter than others, just like birdsong.

The host stayed by and listened for a while, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the staff gesticulating with her frantically. She was startled, and then she woke up, and hurriedly moved the microphone a little closer.

The whistle blown by Juan Er was very high-pitched and shrill, but when the host handed over the microphone, the whistle did not break at all. Instead, it was like a fledgling bird with plump wings, standing on the edge of the nest and spreading its wings. Leaping over the gurgling brook, flying over the dense green forest, like sowing seeds, brought the clear bird song to all directions.

Everyone was fascinated by what they heard. At first they thought it was a show, but they never expected that a series of crisp birdsong suddenly sounded outside the door as the ear blowing reached the climax.

Everyone turned their heads in amazement. Suddenly, the people in the back row exclaimed. No one could react. They saw a row of white-winged carrier pigeons flying in from behind the auditorium. His figure was as crystal clear as snow, and it was particularly spectacular to fly in together.

They croaked twice, and just as they were about to jump over the last row of spectators, the carrier pigeons suddenly split into two in an orderly manner, gliding in a very cool turn, sprinting high, and outflanking the spectators from both sides. After Juan Er made a "come here" gesture, the group of white elves met again in the center of the stage.

All of this was like magic, everyone was stunned, and before everyone could wow, Juaner had already made a second gesture——

This time the homing pigeons slowed down, and two of them flew playfully in front of the big brother camera. The tips of their wings touched the expensive machine lightly, and then they tapped their paws and flew up.

The big brother of the camera suddenly realized that he quickly adjusted the angle and started to follow the shot, and his mood was also very complicated.

This group of pigeons divided into two rows again, and took out a beautiful flower from the flower baskets arranged on both sides under the auditorium. Some were smarter, and hooked the stem of the flower carefully with their claws, so as not to damage the delicate flower. flowers.

The flower pickers have one flower per bird, and finally began their real performance.

They fly on the stage in sequence, and when the two rows meet in the middle, the leading pigeons will touch each other to show their friendliness, and they will be separated as soon as they touch each other, and they will fly along their own tracks again.

"..." This time, a sharp-eyed audience finally discovered their intentions and exclaimed excitedly, "They are drawing hearts!"

"Fuck! A bird gave me a refill! I'm in love!"

"What are they doing with the flowers in their mouths?"

Soon the audience had an answer.

After drawing two hearts in the air, the pigeons began to scatter freely, and after flying halfway across the stage, they landed in front of the girls holding banners at the Rolling Ears Support Club, stood on the handrail, and solemnly presented themselves The flowers that arrived were put into their arms.

In the end, he took half a step back and nodded towards them in a gentlemanly manner.

……

Five seconds later, the audience exploded.

The author has something to say: Give me boom!Ginger roll girls can't lose!