"Little Five, Little Five, Little Five!!!" "Little Wind, Little Wind, Little Wind!!!" "Little Drum, Little Drum, Little Drum!!!"
At the scene, fans were shouting their favorite little cutie and waving their glow sticks.
The live guests for the talent show are drawn from the audience who vote each episode, and the lucky winners get to come to the show and experience the live version.
The venue for a talent show is different from that of a concert. Because there are many contestants, the venue is open from morning to afternoon.
The audience was reluctant to leave their seats; some had brought bread, while others chose to go hungry. Just as they were getting hungry, a delicious aroma wafted over—the unique and irresistible scent of fried food. Maillard's reaction was always irresistible.
A trolley was pushed by the host to the audience area, which was clearly divided into sections. Each fan was identified by their assigned section and the support signs they held. Then, a toddler ran off the stage and distributed boxes of pork rib rice cakes to each fan.
"Wow, Xiaofeng handed it to me personally!"
"I can't bear to eat it!"
Xiao Feng's face was cold: "You can't go hungry, eat!"
"Okay, okay, Mommy fans will obey! Eat right now! Our little Feng is so cool!"
"Little Feng already has the aura of a domineering CEO at such a young age! Sister will eat right away if you're obedient!"
"Xiao Feng, don't always have that long face, smile!"
Little Gu was too young, and after a while he didn't want to do any more work. The little boy pouted and was very unhappy. Just then, a pacifier was offered to him.
Little Drum's eyes widened as he looked over and saw a gentle auntie: "Little Drum, are you unhappy because you don't have a pacifier?"
Little Gu nodded grumpy: "Mom said I'm on TV and I need to be mindful of my image, so she took away my pacifier!"
"Whoosh!" All the fans handed over a pacifier each.
"Here, let me give you a pacifier!"
“We’re big fans of Little Drum, and these fan moms say it’s okay for him to suck on a pacifier!”
After handing out the pork ribs and rice cakes, Xiao Gu had a bountiful harvest and happily went home.
On the other side, Xiao Wu was also distributing pork ribs and rice cakes, creating a rather peculiar scene.
While other fans are either trying to make their idols laugh or sending them gifts to cheer them up, these fans are pointing their cameras at Xiao Wu and shouting, "Meat Bun! Cry!"
"Meat bun, get angry!"
"Meat Bun, hurry up and get angry! Puff out your little cheeks and give me a live meat bun performance!"
"Little Prince of Meat Buns, shouldn't I be posting your meat buns? Why are you posting pork ribs and rice cakes instead?"
"Angel brother, hurry up and cry, cry it out!"
Xiao Wu grinned and said happily, "My grandfather made the pork rib rice cake himself. You should try it."
Hmph! You want me to cry? You want me to get angry? I won't cry, I won't get angry! I'll laugh, laugh like a flower! I'll make you all furious!
"I traveled all this way just to see you, an angel, shed tears! You can cry in two seconds, so please satisfy us fans and cry!"
"Cry! Cry!" the fans chanted.
The camera captured the entire scene. Besides the local channel airing the edited version at 9 PM, the variety show "National Little Prince" was also available for live streaming on the Kiwi and Cat platforms. Fans who weren't lucky enough to be selected to attend in person were now watching the live stream, eagerly anticipating the spectacle.
[I'm dying of laughter, Roubaozi's fans are so mean!]
Are you sure this is a true fan or a hater?
If I were there, I'd love to see an angel shed tears live!
Look at that little face of the meat bun, its smile so stiff!
This is the ultimate level of a forced smile, isn't it?
[Screenshots, screenshots, screenshots galore!]
[Every expression on the meat bun is amazing! I can't wait for the person upstairs to make a set of emojis!]
[Angel in tears jpg. Angry steamed bun jpg. Silent face jpg. Arguing with a variety show star jpg. Smiling broadly jpg. Forced smile jpg.]
[The upstairs neighbor is giving out freebies! Answer quickly!]
Wow! Awesome! Image saved!
[Image saved +1] +2 +3... +999...
After interacting with fans, the little cubs returned backstage to enjoy their pork rib rice cake.
A smile appeared on Xiao Feng's perpetually icy face. He nudged Xiao Wu with his shoulder and asked, "Xiao Wu, does your grandpa need another grandson?"
Xiao Wu took a big bite of fried pork ribs and shook his head: "My grandfather has so many grandchildren, and recently there's also Xiao Ba vying for our affection!"
"Xiao Ba? Is that the AI customer service from the official website?" Xiao Gu asked curiously as he leaned over.
Xiao Wu stomped his foot angrily: "It's invading my house now! I'll show you its despicable face!"
On the tablet screen, a round, chubby robot is circling around an old man, calling out, "Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Xiao Ba wants the latest game, Xiao Ba wants to play too!"
Wow! Is this an intelligent robot?
"So cute! Xiao Wu, I'm so envious of you, you have an intelligent robot!"
"Is it a girl or a boy? It's so cute!"
A group of children surrounded Xiao Wu's tablet, filled with curiosity about the intelligent robot inside.
Xiao Wu huffed, "Who knows if it's male or female? It's just a bootlicker!"
The audience watched their little ones go backstage with reluctance before turning their attention to the pork ribs and rice cakes.
"Is this the pork rib rice cake that's so popular overseas, with foreigners lining up in long lines?"
"I never imagined that I would be among the first people in China to taste Han's spare rib rice cake!"
"Wow!!!" The person who took a bite exclaimed, then forgot all about talking and began to devour the food.
"Is it actually good or not?"
"Aren't you exaggerating a bit too much?"
"You guys have to try it! It's really delicious!"
After everyone took a bite and tasted it, no one was in the mood to talk anymore; the scene was unusually quiet.
When they came to their senses, they looked down and found that their lunchboxes were empty!
Some people closed their eyes, savoring the moment.
Someone shouted, "Is there any more? Can we have another one?"
"I have a big appetite, and being from the north, this little bit of food is really not enough for me!"
"Please, just one more! Please!"
Someone shouted, and the audience members in the stands echoed their sentiments.
The cart arrived, but this time it wasn't filled with golden fried pork chops; instead, it was filled with baskets of meat buns!
The host smiled apologetically and said, "The pork ribs and rice cakes were all cooked by Mr. Han himself early this morning. Please understand that Mr. Han is getting old, and it is really a challenge for his physical strength to cook so many people. Let him rest. For those who are still hungry, since you are from the north, you must love to eat steamed buns. Try Mr. Han's meat buns, you will definitely not be disappointed!"
"Can this thing even taste as good as the meat buns my mom makes?"
"We northerners all make our own steamed buns! We can put in as much meat as we want, it's so generous! Can yours taste better than the ones we make at home?"
"I don't believe it's better than homemade!"
"It's better than nothing, I suppose."
When the first person who complained took a bite, then a second, and then a third, the bun was finished!
Three bites to finish a bun—it's definitely not that the bun wasn't big enough, it's that this person was really hungry!
"How is it? It tastes better than your mom's cooking, right?" the host asked with a smile.
The man suddenly sobbed and then burst into loud, wailing cries.
This startled those around them: "Dude, you can't be serious, you're crying from eating too much?"
“My mother is gone.” He sobbed softly, “I will never be able to eat my mother’s meat buns again, but today I tasted my mother’s flavor, just like the way she mixed the minced meat! I don’t like the ginger and scallions mixed in the minced meat, but I like the flavor of scallion meat. Later, I could no longer find scallions and ginger in the meat buns, just like the meat in this bun. It tastes like scallions and ginger to remove the fishy smell and enhance the freshness, but you can’t taste the bits of scallions and ginger. It’s similar to my mother’s way of making it, and even the seasoning is better than my mother’s!”
For those who hadn't eaten yet, they broke open the meat buns on the spot and saw the meat filling inside. Sure enough, there was no scallion or ginger in sight.
"Let me try it. My grandma doesn't like the ginger in meat buns either, but nowadays they all have chopped up the scallions and ginger and mixed them in. If it's really delicious, I'll take some back for my grandma to eat!"
"Delicious! This is so delicious! The meat is very firm, and you can tell it's leg meat just by tasting it, not some random junk meat!"
"Host, can I take two home for my parents?"
"Host, can I take two home for my grandma?"
"Host, may I take two home for my child?"...
Anyone who has eaten meat buns is eager to take them home to share with their dearest family members.
The host laughed and said, "Don't worry, everyone. After the children's performance, when everyone leaves, there will be a gift for each person to take home. I won't go into details about what it is, you'll see for yourselves then. I'll leave you with a little surprise! I can assure you that there will definitely be a bag of frozen meat buns and a bag of frozen scallion and pork rolls in the gift bag!"
"Now that you mention it, I'm even more excited for this surprise!"
"I wonder what gifts the old man has prepared for us, I can't wait!"
"I almost forgot I came to watch a talent show. I'm eating and taking things, it's so embarrassing!"
"We're not here to watch the little cubs perform; we're here for a feast!"
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