Chapter 185: Laugh, why aren’t you laughing anymore?
During the meal, only Mibao had a full belly, while everyone else was a little absent-minded.
After dinner, Mi Bao looked around, picked up his erhu and said, "Grandpa Ma, let's go out and play."
The park is very lively in the evening. Many retired people are walking here, and some are setting up stalls.
Mibao sucked in his little stomach quietly and didn't take it in. He felt so full.
Go and help digest the food, and then you can have some snacks outside later.
Perfect.
She thought happily, and when she saw Ma Yang didn't move, she went over to pull him.
The cameraman also quietly pointed the camera that was originally used for secret filming at him.
Fans are curious about him.
Ma Yang frowned slightly, and Han Fang stepped forward and manually pointed the camera at himself, "Take a picture of me."
This time, the cameraman became even more excited.
Han Fang has even more fans, and he can't even imagine the amount of traffic.
However, he still remembered that the show was called "Brothers in Charge", and the main focus was still on Mi Bao and Duan Ze.
Seeing Mi Bao's short legs bumping against the erhu from time to time, Duan Ze raised his hand and took the erhu with some disdain. He then compared the erhu to Mi Bao and said jokingly, "Look at you, little shorty, you're not even as tall as the erhu."
Hearing this, Mibao became angry and glared at him angrily, "I will be taller when I grow up!"
"Oh." Duan Ze replied perfunctorily and pinched her little hair. "You don't have to wait until you grow up. You can grow taller too."
Hearing this, Mibao tilted his head and looked at him curiously, "How did you grow taller?"
Duan Ze smiled mischievously, "You're just dreaming. In your dreams, you can grow as tall as you want. Anyway, with your short legs, you probably won't be able to grow very tall when you grow up."
He ran away after he finished speaking.
Mi Bao realized that he was making fun of her again, and ran over angrily, raising her short legs to kick him, but Duan Ze gently moved to the side, and her short legs missed.
Duan Ze glanced at her legs, clicked his tongue, and said nothing. At this moment, silence was better than words.
Mibao became even angrier and pounced forward even faster with a roar.
Five minutes later, Duan Ze came back limping, with Mibao holding up his little chest, looking very proud and confident.
Humph, what’s the use of having long legs? You’ll still be beaten by her short legs, right?
[Tsk tsk tsk, Duan Ze, ah Duan Ze, what are you talking about?]
[Hahahahahahahaha, keep laughing, or Mibao will beat you up again]
[Mibao did a great job! This is how he should be dealt with.]
Netizens were laughing, but Duan Ze felt very disappointed.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me to complain."
Mi Bao scratched his cheek and stuck out his tongue at him. "You told your parents if you lost a fight. Aren't you ashamed?"
Uh, okay, Duan Ze doesn’t have the guts to do that.
Ma Yang looked at this scene with satisfaction. Not bad, not bad. He finally didn't have to worry about Mi Bao being bullied by Duan Ze.
Because of her habit of using her hands instead of her mouth, Duan Ze couldn't bully her.
They soon arrived at the park, and the Sunset Red Band had already started playing.
Ma Yang joined in with his erhu, adding a touch of sophistication to the whole piece instantly.
She held her cheeks and shook her head to the music, looking very intoxicated.
Duan Ze and Han Fang also sat aside and listened carefully.
Han Fang suddenly said, "Teacher's music has soul again."
Duan Ze was puzzled and looked at him doubtfully.
Han Fang said: "The teacher's skills are undoubtedly top-notch, but three years ago, the teacher suddenly said that his music had lost its soul and only had technique left."
For creators, skills can certainly earn them good medals, but what they pursue most is emotion.
Ma Yang's music can make people cry because his music is always full of emotion.
Until three years ago.
Hearing this time point, Mibao came over and said, "That's because Grandma Xia passed away."
Although Grandma Xia was not well educated, she had become his spiritual sustenance without him realizing it for decades.
It's just that he himself didn't notice it.
Mi Bao shook his little head and said, "Sometimes when Grandpa Ma was playing, Grandma Xia would bring her new grandpa to dance beside him. Grandma Xia said that Grandpa Ma was useless and only played good music."
The erhu suddenly produced a wrong syllable.
This was Ma Yang's first mistake in all these years.
With a dark face, he dragged Mibao aside and said, "Go play somewhere else."
Day by day, it would hurt his heart.
He knows that his wife doesn't want him and has a new husband, but he still has to say it again.
Mibao pouted and said, "Hmph, she doesn't want to play with him yet."
At this time, the photographer received instructions from Director Wang and called Mibao over, saying, "Mibao, you have a lot of fans who like you very much. Can you tell their fortunes?"
Hearing this, Mibao nodded his head and said, "Sure, but you have to pay for it."
It doesn’t matter how much you give, but you have to resolve this cause and effect.
Otherwise it will be bad for both her and the other person.
That’s no problem, I understand.
The fans were also very excited.
[Ahhhh Director Wang, I will never scold you again, you are such a kind person! ]
How can I get Mibao to tell my fortune?
[+1+1 I want to know too]
Director Wang looked at these comments with some pride, humph, just a little fan, you can handle it.
He didn't beat around the bush and directly used the simplest method, connecting to the microphone randomly.
It was Mibao's first time to live broadcast. He put his little head curiously in front of the phone, and his chubby little face was so close to the fans that it seemed as if he could kiss them with just a pout, which made the fans excited again.
But in the blink of an eye, 999+ requests for microphone connection popped up in the background.
Duan Ze pulled her back and said, "Sit down, I'll help you adjust it."
He held up his phone, adjusted the distance and angle, and started connecting to the microphone.
Soon, a person appeared in the lower right corner of the phone.
Mibao said "Wow" in a very ignorant way.
So magical.
The fan who was picked was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what was happening and covered his mouth with excitement, "Ahhhh, I was picked!"
Oh my god, what good luck she has today!
She was grinning from ear to ear.
Mi Bao's words made her laugh even more happily, "Sister, you are going to be rich."
Hearing this, Zhu Yiqi was surprised and asked, "Really?"
She knew that she was extremely lucky today!
Mibao nodded his little head, "Of course it's true, but there is also some bad news, do you want to hear it, sister?"
"Listen." Zhu Yiqi nodded immediately. She was so lucky today, how bad could it be?
Even if there is bad news, she will accept it. Life is not perfect.
Then Mibao said, "Sister, you are going to lose your job."
The smile on Zhu Yiqi's face suddenly stopped.
After a while, she thought of something, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Mibao, what you just said about wanting to get rich, could it be related to this?"
Mibao pinched his chubby paw and counted, praising: "Sister, you are so smart. Hey, sister, what's wrong with you?"
Mi Bao looked at the person who fell down after being pinched on the philtrum, with a confused look on his face.
Duan Ze covered her face. After all this time, her so-called getting rich turned out to be n+1.
Who can still laugh at this?
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