These words scared Xiaoqiang so much that he almost jumped up. He turned around and saw a very beautiful girl looking at him with a smile.
The little girl was Jiang Zhiyuan, but in Xiaoqiang's eyes, her image at this moment was as terrifying as a devil.
Xiaoqiang wailed in his heart, wondering what bad luck he had today. He was caught even when he was stealing something.
To know what happens next, please wait for the next chapter.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhiyuan was speechless. What the hell was going on? Was this really something produced by the system?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the storytelling that the old men and women listen to in the streets and alleys.
And could you please not exaggerate? Some of the plot points never happened!
But she also realized that it must be Sansi who was playing tricks and wanted to tease her in this way.
Jiang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and thought that after this matter was over, he would definitely teach Sansi a lesson.
She quickly figured out the whole story from the process of thinking twice and exaggerating. There was a fool who came to the fire station in the middle of the night to steal things and was now hiding around her.
But the most important thing at this moment was to get through this hurdle first. She looked up at Sister Xu and found that she was looking at her with a puzzled expression, as if she didn't understand why she suddenly became dazed.
Jiang Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly and said.
"Nothing, just something suddenly occurred to me."
Sister Xu didn't think much about it and nodded.
"Are you too tired? If you are, go and take a rest nearby."
Jiang Zhiyuan shook his head and said.
"It's okay, I can still hold on."
She didn't want to miss the next good show, she wanted to see what surprise Sansi had prepared for her.
[Sister Yuan, where are you from? You seem to be able to handle spicy food. You can stuff a huge mouthful of chili pepper into your mouth without batting an eyelid!]
[Is it possible that Sister Yuan was so spicy that she lost control of her expression?]
[Wow, watching this live broadcast late at night actually made me hungry! It's really annoying. I'm on a diet!
So I ordered a takeaway for myself in a rage.
[The person above, if you want to order takeout, just say so directly. Don't use the live broadcast room as an excuse. This behavior is despicable.]
At this moment, a burst of warm applause suddenly rang out, interrupting Jiang Zhiyuan's thoughts.
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a firefighter standing on the stage with a microphone in his hand, enthusiastically inviting everyone to participate in the next interactive session.
“Dear friends, now it’s time for our fire station’s talent show!
Is there anyone willing to come up and perform a show with our firefighters?"
Jiang Zhiyuan had no intention of participating, but then she thought that this might be a good opportunity to catch that person without making a sound, and it would also allow her to temporarily get away from those absurd thoughts.
So she smiled and raised her hand.
"I!"
Sister Xu looked at her in surprise, but soon gave her an encouraging smile.
In any case, the fact that the child is willing to show his or her talents is a sign that deserves encouragement.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Zhiyuan walked onto the stage and stood side by side with a firefighter.
"The talent I'm going to show you is singing. Now, please listen to my lark-like voice!"
Sister Xu didn't expect that this person would go on stage to perform his singing talent, and she immediately showed a mask of pain.
Then he calmly took out two pieces of tissue paper from his pocket, crumpled them up, and stuffed them into his ears.
Although the effect is minimal, it at least gives me a psychological hint.
After hearing this, the fire station chief floated towards Sister Xu. Seeing Sister Xu's little movements, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
It's over, this person's singing may be fatal.
But before the fire chief could react, the man was already communicating with the firefighter next to him.
"Hey, what song can you sing?"
"My singing is just average, I can sing any song!"
"Then let's sing 'My Motherland and I'."
As soon as the title of the song came out, the firefighter knew it was a very positive and red-themed song, and he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Then Jiang Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone, turned up the volume to the maximum, and played the melody of the song "My Motherland and I".
For a normal mobile phone, even if you turn up the volume to the maximum, it is impossible to affect everyone present.
But this mobile phone has been modified, and the sound amplification effect is excellent. The whole scene is filled with red melodies.
[Sister Xu’s expression is so funny. At first she looked so proud: See, this is my child!
When Sister Xu heard what Sister Yuan was going to perform, her face immediately fell.
Haha, whose child is this? Hurry and recycle it.]
[Just a random person, is this person's singing bad? She's obviously very good-looking!]
[As for the above, appearance and singing are two different things. Don't judge someone's singing ability based on their appearance.]
[I had a feeling something big was going to happen, so I silently switched my phone to silent mode.]
[Luckily, I had my headphones on so I didn't disturb anyone else in the car. Smart as I am.]
[Can someone upstairs please send me the earphones? Who understands the awkwardness of watching this livestream on the subway? As soon as Sister Yuan's voice rang out, everyone in the room looked at me.]
[What the hell is this?! The last time I saw something unspeakable, I turned around and found a police officer standing behind me.]
Firefighters can sing this song, and he is recognized as the lark in the team, with a very good singing voice.
Generally speaking, I won't be out of tune unless there is a special situation, like now.
As soon as the person next to him sang the first word, the firefighter knew that the song might not be sung clearly today.
In order to avoid being influenced, he quietly stayed away from this person, but he didn't expect that this person was so powerful that even though he was far away from her, he was still affected by her.
Everyone below showed their masks of pain, only Jiang Zhiyuan stood on the stage, holding the microphone and singing with relish.
She was already immersed in her own lark world and couldn't extricate herself.
It’s understandable that someone’s singing is not good, but it’s unnecessary to sing to death.
The firefighter next to him tried to sing a line, but when he found that his tune had turned into a bend in the mountain road, he gave up the idea of continuing to sing.
He didn't want to ruin his reputation as a lark in the team because of one person.
The song ended very quickly. Jiang Zhiyuan showed an expression that showed that he was still unsatisfied. Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he directly clicked on the next song "Good Luck".
The people present could only pretend that they heard nothing and started eating in silence.
They used to feel that listening to music was a pleasure, but now they feel it is a torture.
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