The four-legged dogs in the yard, the pots and pans, were all sitting around Qiu Ming as if they were in a meeting. They all looked at Qiu Ming obediently and quietly.
"You're all good. You have to be obedient, okay?”
Qiu Ming said in a childish voice. Then, an even more magical scene happened.
The four puppies nodded in unison. They clearly understood Qiu Ming's words.
"Oh my god, this is amazing. Can the pots and pans really understand what Qiu Ming is saying?”
"What did I just see? A dog nodded?"
Peng Peng was also shocked.
"Does Qiu Ming know beast language? Isn't this too unbelievable?"
It was rare that Zhang Zifeng didn't argue with Peng Peng.
This scene naturally caused a sensation in the live broadcast room.
"If it's possible, I want Ming Ming to stay. I feel that he can bring us a lot of different surprises.”
He Jiong said.
"Surprise? Are you referring to the aniseed bark?”
Huang Lei teased, and Wang Zhengyu laughed as well. Everyone looked at Qiu Ming, but the next moment, they were stunned.
Qiu Ming, who had been surrounded by the pots and pans, had already started dancing.
Even though he hadn't changed his clothes, they were still dirty.
However, Qiu Ming's face had already been wiped clean. It looked even whiter and redder, like a ripe red apple.
Her small body began to dance gently under the four puppies 'encirclement.
She was like a light butterfly shuttling through the flowers, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.
It was also like a powerhouse walking on a steel wire without any protection a hundred meters in the air. No one dared to blink, afraid that they would miss the most exciting scene.
Not only that, but along with Qiu Ming's dance, countless birds and insects chirped on the roof of the mushroom house as if they were accompaniment.
A dozen butterflies flew in the air and accompanied Qiu Ming as if they were dancing. Qiu Ming was the most eye-catching prince among the butterflies.
Even Ju Jingyi, who was born to dance, was stunned.
What a beautiful dance. Ju Jingyi had never seen such a beautiful dance before. It was as if it had been endowed with a soul, and it made people unable to take their eyes off it.
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"Heavens, what did I just see?"
"Accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds, accompanied by the dancing of butterflies? Is Ming Ming an angel?"
"Is this an effect specially made by the production team? Isn't this a little too much?"
"Previous poster, are you thinking about Mi Tiangong? The effect of the production team? Can you make one for me?"
"She's so beautiful and handsome. I'm a man, but I'm actually attracted by Ming Ming's temperament.”
"I really want a baby like this.”
"My parents asked me why I was kneeling and watching the live broadcast. How should I answer?"
Under the barrage of bullet comments, a few reports surfaced and became trending topics.
" Shocking: Accompanied by birds and insects, accompanied by butterflies, the darling of nature?》
A four-year-old boy actually did such a thing in public, shocking billions of people.》
"Angel Descends? A four-year-old boy actually danced with a butterfly.》
"Zifeng, pinch me."
Peng Peng rubbed his eyes and made such a request.
Zhang Zifeng didn't hold back at all and twisted it.
"Roar…"
Peng Peng immediately let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.
"It looks so good."
Unknowingly, Zhang Zifeng was still immersed in Qiu Ming's dance.
"I've gained some fans."
"No, no, I really want a little baby like this.”
"Xiao Tian, aren't you married? Hurry up and have a child.”
The group of female staff members on the director's side were all staring at Qiu Ming as if they had seen their prey. They were just about to drool.
"Thank you. Thank you, everyone."
After the dance ended, Qiu Ming politely bowed to the crowd.
The flock of birds that had gathered in the mushroom house flapped their wings and flew away.
"Ming Ming, I didn't expect you to know how to dance.”
Ju Jingyi ran over and kissed Qiu Ming on the cheek.
"Yeah, Ming Ming, you're too amazing. Who did you learn it from?”
Zhang Zifeng kissed Qiu Ming on the other cheek.
"I don't know."
Qiu Ming scratched his head.
"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. Let Uncle Huang cook for you.”
Ju Jingyi said and kissed him again. Zhang Zifeng was unhappy.
"Jingyi, why are you kissing me again?"
"Hey, you little sister, why do you care so much about me? Ming Ming's face is mine.”
Ju Jingyi said mischievously.
"I don't care, I don't care. Then I want it too. You take one side and I take the other. Anyway, Ming Ming's left cheek is mine.”
Zhang Zifeng acted coquettishly and even started distributing them.
"I really want to be Ming Ming. That way, I can be kissed by Xiao Ju and Zifeng.”
"Sigh... Oh my goddess, she actually kissed another man. How sad.”
"Don't compare yourself to my Ming Ming, okay? Why don't you pull out a piece of tin foil and take a look at yourself?”
"That's right. You actually dare to compare yourself to my Ming Ming.”
" Ming Ming's right cheek is Little Ju's, and the left cheek is Zifeng's. That little mouth is mine, hehehe…"
"I'll kill you with an A4 paper later. How dare you snatch my Ming Ming?”
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were about to explode. All of them revolved around Qiu Ming's topic.
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