"Brother, am I dreaming?"
Zhang Zifeng looked at Qiu Ming in a daze.
In order to verify that he was not dreaming, he even pinched Peng Peng.
"Ah, why did you pinch me?"
Peng Peng grimaced in pain.
"I'm not dreaming."
Zhang Zifeng said.
"Why didn't you pinch yourself?"
"I'm afraid of pain."
Zhang Zifeng's excuse was fresh and refined. Peng Peng was speechless.
"Ming Ming is too powerful."
He Jiong said.
"Yeah, a four-year-old child can actually recite 'Spring in Jiangnan.' It's unbelievable.”
Huang Lei was also stunned.
"What's so strange about that? My Mingming is a genius to begin with. Isn't it easy for him to recite a few ancient poems?”
Ju Jingyi happily hugged Qiu Ming and asked the director for money.
"Pay up, director. Let's see what else you have to say now.”
Wang Zhengyu had no choice but to take out 200 yuan and give it to Ju Jingyi.
...
"I've gotten to know this ancient poem again. Baby Ming is too amazing.”
"I feel that Baby Ming isn't a child from an ordinary family. He's a little too outstanding.”
"I just want to know what my baby Ming doesn't know.”
"Baby Ming, when you grow up, I'll marry you, okay?”
"Ni Zuokai, at your age, when Baby Ming grows up, you will also be old.”
"You want to harm my baby Ming? Dream on.”
The live broadcast room was filled with joy.
On the other side, Wang Zhengyu was once again pulled back by the assistant director.
"How many people are there?"
This time, the assistant director did not say anything. Instead, he passed the data to Wang Zhengyu.
"Ten, hundred, ten thousand, twenty three million?”
Wang Zhengyu, who had received the data, counted it seriously. After confirming it, he looked at the assistant director with wide eyes.
It was obvious that even Wang Zhengyu did not expect that there would be so many people in the live broadcast room.
Normally speaking, it was already very impressive for a live broadcast room to have hundreds of thousands of people.
As the live broadcast of The Life To Be Seen, it was normal for there to be three to five million viewers.
If he went further up, the nature would be different.
Now, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room had actually increased to more than 20 million. This was a result that Wang Zhengyu could not even dream of.
"I've checked. Ever since Baby Ming appeared, the number of people in the live broadcast room has been increasing. Moreover, after that big monkey appeared, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased even faster.”
The assistant director also started to address him as Baby Ming. It was obvious that he had seen too many bullet comments and was now a fan of Qiu Ming.
Not only that, but the female staff of the program team had already become Qiu Ming's fans. All of them wished they could find a boyfriend and have a baby.
"Is there still no news about Ming Ming's identity?”
Wang Zhengyu asked.
The popularity that Qiu Ming had brought to the live stream was obvious, but Qiu Ming was still a child. Without discussing with his parents, he was a completely unstable factor.
"Not yet."
"Alright, I got it."
After Wang Zhengyu finished speaking, he went towards Huang Lei.
"I think we should go to the orphanage first and find a way to contact Mingming's family. Before we confirm Mingming's whereabouts, let Mingming stay in the mushroom house for now.”
Huang Lei realized that everyone liked Qiu Ming more and more. As a father, he naturally felt close to Mingming.
"Alright, it's decided then."
Wang Zhengyu had no choice but to do this.
"Ming Ming, tell me honestly. How many ancient poems do you know?”
On the other side, Peng Peng asked Qiu Ming as he was surrounded by pots and pans.
As the coolie of the mushroom house, Peng Peng felt that he needed to enrich himself.
Since he couldn't choose handsomeness, he would choose talent.
"Big brother, you're already so old, don't tell me you also want to learn the 300 Tang poems?”
Zhang Zifeng asked jokingly.
"Brother, I'm still young, okay?”
Peng Peng was dissatisfied.
"Yes, Big Brother Peng Peng is the most handsome and young.”
? Qiu Ming said with certainty, moving Peng Peng to a complete mess. Finally, there was someone who could recognize his handsomeness.
"But Big Brother Peng Peng, I know a lot of ancient poems.”
"A lot? How many?"
Peng Peng did not think much of it.
"All of them."
Qiu Ming opened his small hands and made an exaggerated gesture, which amused everyone.
"Ming Ming is awesome. You must study hard in the future. You can't be like your brother and be uncultured.”
Zhang Zifeng kissed Qiu Ming on the cheek and looked at Peng Peng proudly.
"That's right. Peng Peng, could it be that you want to learn ancient poetry? Then take Ming Ming as your master and let Ming Ming teach you.”
Ju Jingyi added.
"Hmph, acknowledge a master? If Ming Ming can recite 100 ancient poems, then I'll take him as my master.”
Peng Peng raised his head proudly and said with a smug expression.
"Big Brother Peng Peng wants to take me as your master? Oh, that's great."
Qiu Ming clapped his little hands. He didn't quite understand what the so-called apprenticeship meant, but it was a new word. Something interesting might happen to him.
"Ming Ming, play a few songs for brother to see.”
Zhang Zifeng pouted.
"A hundred poems? I don't think you can recite a single poem yourself.”
Ju Jingyi glared at Peng Peng.
"You were the ones who asked me to take you as my master."
Peng Peng smiled proudly.
But soon, his smile froze.
Because the little Qiu Ming had already started reciting.
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