Everyone in the live broadcast room was having a great time.
Various screens are scrolling like crazy.
"Master 666!"
"As expected of the pretentious little prince, no one can be more pretentious than him."
"Any dance is fine. Does this mean you can do any dance?"
"Shemale dance, we want to see the ladyboy dance!"
“That’s Indian dance.”
“Yes, just watch Indian dance!”
"Strong request, watch Indian dance."
"That's the rhythm of the cross-dressing."
"You know what? The leader is dressed in women's clothes. She's an absolute beauty!"
"I give this idea 10,000 thumbs up. I must dress up in reverse and do an Indian dance!"
"On the top floor."
“It has to be topped.”
…
The fans are so mean, they asked Tang Xiaobao to dance Indian dance and play a cross-dressing role.
Unfortunately, Tang Xiaobao couldn’t see it.
Chen Chunling is also very upset now.
Tang Xiaobao's words were a bit arrogant.
The overall level of the contestants in this year's Dance Forest Competition is higher than that of previous years.
It can be said to be a gathering of talents, and the four judges are the most professional and authoritative in the industry.
Saying things like this will easily make people despise you, okay?
But Tang Xiaobao cannot be offended.
So, Chen Chunling is also feeling very upset now.
"Well, I don't know. You can choose for yourself. But we have to hurry."
She kicked the ball back.
Tang Xiaobao looked at Luo Yun, who hadn't left yet, and said with a smile, "How about you give me some advice?"
Luo Yun quickly waved her hands: "No, no, you are the contestant who wants to win the championship. I can't let your plan be ruined by my advice. No, no, no."
She would never dare to give any advice.
It would be fine if I became the champion, but what if I failed?
I guess Tang Xiaobao’s fans will scold her to death.
She won't take the blame for this.
Of course, she has full confidence in Tang Xiaobao. She thinks Tang Xiaobao will definitely win the championship, but the prerequisite is that Tang Xiaobao has to dance what he is best at.
What is he best at?
Of course he knows best.
Therefore, this idea still needs to be proposed by Tang Xiaobao.
But Tang Xiaobao really didn't know what dance to perform.
Then, he suddenly had an idea.
He said to Yingying, "Otherwise, let's see what the live broadcast audience thinks. We'd better listen to them."
Oh my god, the fans in the live broadcast room almost burst out laughing when they heard this.
Damn, you are really looking for death.
Are you digging a hole for yourself?
This is the rhythm of burying yourself.
Some kind-hearted fans quickly flooded the screen with comments.
"Master, please don't do that. You are seeking death."
"It's over. The leader is in trouble."
"How can I step down like this?"
“No, no…”
But there were really not many people who were swiping the screen, and more people were cheering.
"Okay, okay, I support you."
"Indian dancer..."
"The leader is wise and powerful. He is so considerate of our feelings. He supports the Indian dancer..."
"Cross-dressing, cross-dressing..."
"Cross-dressing, cross-dressing as an Indian dancer..."
This is the mainstream opinion.
Tang Xiaobao wants to listen to the opinions of the live broadcast audience, and Chen Chunling will not object. Yingying is also unaware of this and of course will not object either.
So, Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Okay, it's a happy decision. I have no choice but to listen to the audience's opinions."
However, when he saw the words "Indian dancer" all over the screen of the live broadcast room, more than a dozen black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.
Not just one, but more than ten.
Sweat was pouring down from his forehead.
Damn it, it’s all over.
This is like jumping into a fire pit.
Yingying and Chen Chunling also noticed his expression and gathered around to watch the live broadcast room.
Therefore, their expressions must be particularly interesting.
Indian dancer?
puff……
I really want to laugh.
No, I can't help it.
Yingying was the first to laugh.
Then, Chen Chunling and Luo Yun burst into laughter without caring about their image.
A group of contestants who were preparing for the competition not far away heard the laughter and came over to pay attention.
"Hey, we didn't force you to do this. This is your own choice."
Yingying smiled mischievously.
Tang Xiaobao was in tears.
It’s your own choice, how can you regret it?
Even if it's a fire pit, you have to jump into it.
As a man, he keeps his word. How can he not count his words?
Tang Xiaobao said to the audience in the live broadcast room with a sad face: "You are so mean. What kind of hobby is this? Do you like transvestites? Okay, I can satisfy you, but you have to compensate me and give me some small gifts to comfort my wounded heart."
The live broadcast room became a sea of joy.
Various screen-sweeping messages are emerging one after another.
"The leader is mighty."
"Go put on your makeup."
"This is another side of the leader. It's rare to see it."
"No, I want to record the screen and post it on WeChat Moments."
"I can post on Douyin now. Whether it will become popular depends on you, Master."
"It has to get over 100,000 likes, then I can post a long video, haha."
"I could have posted a long video, yay!"
"Just waiting for the cross-dressing, just waiting for Miss Tang to perform on stage, hahahaha."
"Why the hell do I want to laugh so much?"
"Everyone, the leader is such a man, he keeps his word, we can't be stingy, come on, give us some gifts."
When someone made this suggestion, it immediately reminded some rich people.
Sports car, golden microphone, four-leaf clover, muah, love...
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