After being unintentionally " teased " by Yang Fan for n 1 minutes, Zhang Zifeng finally helped Yang Fan clean up.
"Brother Jielun, actually, I quite like singing, and I think I have a talent in this area.”
Peng Peng surrounded Jay Chou, trying to prove that he had excellent musical talent.
"Peng Peng, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. As long as you can sing 'Confession balloon' to SSS tonight, you'll be my big brother in the future!”Chairman Zhou patted Peng Peng's shoulder firmly.
This was a kind of trust, a kind of trust that Peng Peng had no musical talent.
Peng Peng didn't disappoint. After trying 10 times in half an hour, he successfully left the living room alone.
As for the reason, it was indeed scary to hear ghosts screaming in the middle of the night.
"Haha, silly son, don't try anymore. Just accept your fate.”
"In the past, I didn't believe my sister when she said that Peng Peng was tone-deaf. Now, I beg Peng Peng to spare my ears.”
"Peng Peng, you have to believe that you're an excellent actress, but not an excellent singer.”
"If I die tonight, there's no doubt that Peng Peng's singing is the murderer.”
"It was a confession balloon, but it was turned into a death balloon by Peng Peng.”
"66666, is the Slaughter Ball okay?”
……
"Teacher Huang, why don't you control your son? If he continues to sing like this, the villagers of Wengcao Village will complain about our program team.”
In the kitchen, Guan Xiaotong and Zhou Bibi were helping Chef Huang wash the dishes.
"It's fine. I stopped when I was tired."
Teacher Huang, I'm afraid that he won't get tired from singing. I'm afraid that he'll get hungry from singing…"
When Chef Huang heard that, he immediately stopped the rag in his hand.
That seemed to be the case. If Peng Peng was hungry, wouldn't he have to cook for supper?
Chef Huang ran out of the kitchen in a hurry." Silly son, stop singing. If you keep singing, I'll cut ties with you."”
……
The mushroom house at night was a little warmer and busier, and time slipped away in a hurry.
Early in the morning, the big brother of the camera crew woke up diligently and continued their filming work.
"Ah…"
He Jiong yawned and walked downstairs with a tired look.
"Ah…"
Huang Lei also walked down the stairs with a tired expression.
In the living room, Super Girl, Yang Fan, Guan Xiaotong, and Zhang Zifeng had already started cleaning.
"Eh? Uncle Huang Lei, Uncle He Jiong, why are you up so late?”Yang Fan blinked his big eyes and asked.
"Sigh…Don't mention it. We listened to thunder all night last night.”
"What? Teacher Huang, was there thunder and rain last night? Why didn't we hear anything?”Zhou Bibi asked curiously.
"Good morning, everyone!"
Huang Lei was about to speak when Chairman Zhou and Peng Peng walked down the stairs. Their mental states were on a completely different level from Huang Lei and He Jiong.
"There, Thunderlord and Electrolady are here." He Jiong pursed his lips and said.
Instantly, everyone realized that the thunder Huang Lei and He Jiong were referring to was the sound of snoring.
"Haha, only God knows what Teacher He and Old Evil Huang went through last night.”
"A night shrouded in snoring is destined to be a sleepless night.”
" Shocking: Peng Peng and Jay Chou's only hobby is snoring.”
"Upstairs, maybe Peng Peng likes bubble tea like Chairman Zhou?”
"No, no, no. Their common interest must be females!”
……
On the bullet screen, the army of people who woke up early had already arrived in the live broadcast room.
"Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard outside the courtyard.
"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin!"
Everyone unconsciously tidied up their appearance. After all, today was a good day.
"Dong dong dong!"
This time, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"The person who picked up Xiaofanfan is here. Let's go out.”
With that, the group walked out of the house.
A dozen or so gongs and drums stopped at the entrance of the courtyard. Every villager had changed into formal Miao costumes, and an exquisitely decorated sedan chair landed on the ground.
"Respected son of the Wolf God, and guests from afar, we are here under the orders of the village chief to welcome you to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.”The one who spoke was a strong Miao man.
"Son of the Wolf God?" Chairman Zhou looked at Yang Fan curiously.
"Jie Lun, this is what happened…"
He Jiong began to slowly tell Yang Fan about Yang Fan's background and the origin of the legend of the Wolf God.
"Son of the Wolf God, please get on the palanquin."
"Hehe, thank you, uncle."
Yang Fan did not stand on ceremony and directly jumped into the sedan chair.
"Rise!"
"Dong dong dong!"
The gongs and drums sounded the music again, leading the mushroom house and the others into the village.
At this moment, the doors of every house were filled with firecrackers. The doors were wide open, and everyone, regardless of gender or age, had changed into Miao costumes and were busy preparing for the sacrificial ceremony.
"Stop!"
When they were about to reach the ancestral hall, the palanquin landed.
Village Chief Long Yaohua led 81 younger villagers of Wengcao Village and waited respectfully at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
"We welcome the son of the Wolf God to the Worship Ceremony of Weng Cao Village. Children, bring out our warmest passion and use the Worship Song we prepared to welcome the son of the Wolf God and our friends from afar!”
Following the village chief's order, the villagers behind immediately scattered and formed a nine-nine square formation.
"Does this mean that you want to sing a song to welcome me?”Zhang Zifeng asked curiously.
"It should be. The village chief must have rehearsed for a long time.”Huang Lei nodded.
In the next second, a deafening song resounded through the sky.
" Ah, Son of the Wolf God, welcome!"
" Ah, my friends from afar, I welcome you all as well."
" Ah-Lord Wolf God, please bless the village!"
……
"What the f * ck? What kind of stupid sacrificial song was this? Are you serious?"
"66666, is this the legendary impromptu performance?”
"Looking at Village Chief's serious expression, I almost knelt down to listen to the sacrificial song.”
"I suspect that this was a last-minute rehearsal last night, and I have evidence.”
"No, this was clearly rehearsed this morning!”
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