"Is my Baby Ming an angel? You can have whatever you want?"
"No way. Was this set up by the program team?”
"I feel like this guy upstairs is as smart as a rice field. Can the program team set up such a thing?”
"My baby Ming is indeed an angel. Even the heavens are watching over you. You can eat whatever you want.”
In just a short while, the live broadcast room exploded again. Some people believed in this magical scene, while others doubted it. However, it did not affect the fans 'love for Qiu Ming.
In this short period of time, Qiu Ming had gathered countless fans. There were young women who were overflowing with motherly love, older people, and even children of the same age.
"Teacher Huang, I feel that Mingming is really our lucky star. He wanted to eat chicken, and a wild pheasant immediately ran over.”
Seeing that no one was injured, He Jiong was in the mood to tease.
"This is the first time I've heard of a wild pheasant being involved in an accident.”
Huang Lei couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had just said that the chicken wasn't delicious, but now, his eyes were shining. This slap in the face came too quickly, like a tornado.
"Hahaha, there's chicken to eat."
Peng Peng clapped and laughed.
"Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat."
Zhang Zifeng rolled his eyes.
"What kind of look is that? Is that how you look at your brother?”
Peng Peng was dissatisfied. He placed his hands on his hips and wanted to retaliate. When he saw Huang Lei come out with a spatula, he immediately turned into a tickling action.
...
"Director, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached 10 million.”
The assistant director passed the data to Wang Zhengyu, his voice trembling as he spoke.
This number was simply too terrifying. The effects of this live broadcast of "The Life You Aware of" had definitely far surpassed any previous show.
"Find our sponsor and ask them to pay more. I want to eat meat.”
Wang Zhengyu waved his hand, full of pride.
As a director, the success of a show naturally represented whether he could stand up straight and speak.
...
"Ming Ming, are you in school?"
Peng Peng picked out the radishes he had brought back and put them away. He still had to exchange them for money with the director's team, so he couldn't be careless.
"I've been there before."
Ming Ming sat on the stool, swinging his little white feet like a swing. His every move was cute and adorable, making people reluctant to take their eyes off him.
"Then let me ask you a question."
Peng Peng's eyes rolled.
"Brother, you can ask. If I know, I'll definitely tell you.”
Qiu Ming said.
"Brother, what do you want to ask?"
Zhang Zifeng looked at Peng Peng warily.
"Don't bully my Mingming."
Ju Jingyi also looked disgusted.
"Who did I offend? With Ming Ming, do you not want your brother anymore?”
Peng Peng's sad face made the fans in the live broadcast room laugh.
"Mingming, let me test you. There's a bus. Three people get on at the first stop, five people get on at the second stop, three people get off, two people get on at the third stop, and four people get off.”
Peng Peng didn't want to talk to Zhang Zifeng and Ju Jingyi anymore, so he directly threw the question to Qiu Ming.
Peng Peng had been in the mushroom house for a long time, and his intelligence had always been crushed by others. Now that Qiu Ming had finally arrived, he decided to clear his name.
Peng Peng had spent the entire night calculating this question and guaranteed that he would be able to answer it casually.
"Shameless…"
As soon as the question was finished, Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth and looked at Peng Peng with disdain.
"Ming Ming, let's ignore him."
Ju Jingyi said.
The group of fans in the live broadcast room had already begun to calculate. It was actually very easy to calculate if someone insisted on thinking about it.
The problem was that Qiu Ming was only four years old. It was obvious that Pengpeng was looking for a sense of superiority by asking such a question.
"Brother, there are still four people."
He did not expect Ming Ming to blurt out the answer.
"Hahaha, Mingming is awesome. But let me tell you, the answer is three. 3 5-3 2-4=3.”
Peng Peng laughed out loud. It was indescribable how happy he was.
After calculating the answers for the entire night and confirming that they were correct, he finally managed to gain enough face this time.
"Brother, there are still a hundred people.”
Ming Ming pouted.
"Where did a hundred people come from?"
Peng Peng was stunned.
"If there's no chauffeur to drive, wouldn't there be a hundred people pushing the cart?”
Qiu Ming waved his small fists and said.
"Bang…"
It was simply a bolt from the blue.
Peng Peng was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
That's right, he had calculated everything, but he didn't count the driver.
The chauffeur was human too.
He had actually miscalculated.
"Hahaha, brother, are you a pig? Without a chauffeur to drive, would a hundred people be enough?”
Zhang Zifeng was laughing so hard that he almost fell over.
"Our Mingming is still the best. You want to bully my Mingming? Dream on.”
Ju Jingyi hugged Qiu Ming more and more fondly.
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