"F * ck, my 40-meter broadsword! Quick, take it out. I can't stand this guy anymore!”
"Brother, calm down. I have a kitchen knife here. Do you want it?”
"Hey, hey, hey, everyone, I think what Almighty Ning said makes sense.”
"I've shared the recipe of the Golden Egg Fried Rice with you, but you don't know how to make it.”
"F * ck, brother, are you a spy sent by this guy?”
"D * mn, you're so serious and spouting nonsense…What big truth!”
Looking at the chaotic scene, Ning Fei could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this time, the resentment was only 999, not a collective 9999.
Otherwise, he might lose his life today.
Hmm…Little Sister and Big Sister Zhou are still the best. No matter how much resentment points 9999, they won't pose any threat to me.
"Little brother, if you don't want to sell Egg-Fried Rice today, that's fine too!”
"Unless you sing us another song.”
"This time, we will listen to some happy songs and wash away the raging anger in the depths of our hearts.”
"Yes, yes, yes. Sing a happy song and let this matter go. Otherwise, my 40-meter broadsword might be a little hungry!”
"Agreed 10086!"
"Agreed, 999!"
Hearing everyone's request, Ning Fei was stunned again.
Was he trying to trick the Egg-Fried Rice?
Now he changed to singing?
However, are you sure you want me to sing a happier song?
"As long as you guys don't use your 40-meter-long broadswords, let's sing a happy song.”
"However, you have to stand further away. Otherwise, it will affect my performance.”
Ning Fei looked at everyone with some resentment and slowly said.
Seeing that Ning Fei finally lowered his head, everyone's faces revealed a little smugness.
As expected, the strength of numbers was not to be underestimated.
Each person's threat made Ning Fei admit defeat in minutes!
"Retreat a little more, right, right, retreat a little more!”
"I guarantee that this song will make you guys so happy that you'll fly!”
Ning Fei heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had retreated to a safe distance.
Because he was going to sing the next song, he was really afraid of being beaten up by a group of people after singing it.
However, for the sake of resentment points, he could only give it a try. Perhaps the bicycle would turn into a motorcycle?
"Ahem…Are you ready?"
"I'm going to start!"
Picking up the electric guitar, Ning Fei cleared his throat.
"Son, son, I'm your father!”
"Come and sit down. Let's have a talk today.”
"First of all, you and I are friends, right?”
"Besides, we have to give your mother face.”
"Son, I'm your biological father.”
"Everything I say and do is for your own good.”
……
As Ning Fei spoke, everyone who was originally looking forward to it was instantly dumbfounded.
"F * ck, son, son, I'm your father!”
"Also, come over and sit down. Let's have a talk today? My father has already passed away for twenty years, and you're still talking?”
"F * ck, is this the so-called happy song? Why am I doubting my life now?”
"Hehe, not only am I doubting my life now, but I also want to carry a 40-meter broadsword!”
"Congratulations to this fellow for successfully refreshing my three views!”
"F * ck, I really believed him. What f * cking joy!”
"I'll just say this weakly. Guru Ning's song is indeed very enjoyable to listen to, and you guys even requested it.”
"F * ck, shut up, spy!"
"This is heartbreaking, bro. We asked him to sing a happy song, but we didn't expect it to be so 'joyous!”
Ning Fei, who was standing in front of the food stall, saw that everyone's expressions were distorted.
His heart shook!
As expected, I was born kind.
If you want me to sing a happy song, I'll immediately sing one for you.
Thinking of this, Ning Fei was a little touched. He decided to give it his all and perform this song perfectly.
Her eyes were filled with emotion as she looked at these adorable audiences gently.
She continued singing,
"Don't worry, I won't lecture you.”
"But you have to think carefully after hearing it.”
"As a person, you have to be kind. Sigh."
……
"I don't talk much."
"Remember this, kid. It's getting late.”
"Son, you should wash up and go to sleep."
"Come over later and say yes again!”
After Ning Fei finished singing, he saw that everyone was silent. He thought that everyone was very touched.
He reached out and wiped away his tears.
"Thank you for your support. This song 'Son, I'm Your Daddy' is for everyone.”
"I hope you like it and can grow happily in the future.”
……
[PS: The previous chapter involved foreign friends. You know what I mean.]
Then, the author wrote it again. Everyone can go back and take a look. Otherwise, the plot might not match.
Finally, he was asking for a wave of flowers and evaluation votes.
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