"Hello, everyone. Welcome to the Time Shens live reality show.”
"I'm your host, Bing Bing.”
In the huge studio.
Bingbing, who was wearing a mini skirt that accentuated her graceful figure, smiled sweetly at the camera.
This was a newly developed large-scale live broadcast program.
Today was the day of the show's premiere.
Because of the early stage of the show, the show had already gained a certain amount of popularity.
In addition, Bing Bing was quite popular.
Once the show started broadcasting, the originally scattered bullet screen suddenly increased by several times.
"Bingbing is finally here. It's not in vain that I've been watching the livestream for so long.”
"A straightforward person won't beat around the bush. Bingbing is mine! Draw your sabers, everyone!"
"I didn't expect the production team to actually invite Bingbing. I won't talk about it anymore. I'm going to follow this show for sure!!”
.......
He glanced at the bullet comments in the livestream.
Looking at the rapidly rising number of people, it quickly broke through 500,000.
Bing Bing was delighted and continued with a smile on her face.
"Before the program officially begins, I will first introduce the purpose of our program to everyone.”
"The so-called youth of the era refers to the new youth of our generation.”
"The youths of the new era represent the future of our country.”
"Due to the rapid development of the times, technology is changing with each passing day.”
"Everyone's lives are changing almost every day.”
"And in such a favorable environment, what kind of surprises will the new generation bring us?”
"In order to ensure the authenticity of the program, we will randomly find 50 children to participate in the program.”
He gave a simple introduction.
Bing Bing turned around and walked out of the studio.
The cameraman at the side saw this and quickly followed.
In the live broadcast room.
Many of Bing Bing's fans who had come to watch the show immediately became interested.
The bullet comments quickly refreshed.
"Find primary school students to livestream? Are capitalists starting to reach out to children?”
"The person above is probably an idiot. This is a show organized by a well-known director in the country, Zhang Yimou. It's supervised by the Tiandu City Electricity Bureau!”
"If you can't get such a scandal without a decade of cerebral hemorrhage, the purpose of organizing this program is to discover the geniuses of the new era. Why does it seem like capital exploitation in the eyes of some haters!”
"Alright, alright, stop scolding him. How could his walnut-sized brain think of all this? Give me some face and don't make things difficult for him. After all, it's not his fault that he's paralyzed.”
"I still remember those years of running under the setting sun. That was my lost youth!”
…………
At the entrance of Tiandu Experimental Primary School.
Bing Bing, who was drenched in sweat, took a sip of mineral water and said to the camera.
"Before the show begins, we have randomly invited 49 children to participate in the show. For details, please watch the previous videos.”
"Next, we only need to invite one more person and the show can officially start broadcasting.”
"As school starts today, everyone can see that many children have been brought over by their parents.”
"And what we need to do next is to choose one of the many children to participate in the program.”
"If you notice any good seedlings, remember to send me a bullet screen to remind me.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
A childish and rhythmic voice was heard.
" The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the birds are saying,'Morning, morning, why are you carrying a bag of explosives? I'm going to blow up the school, and the teacher doesn't know..."
Almost instantly.
This song attracted the attention of Bing Bing and countless viewers in the live broadcast room.
"F * ck, f * ck! How many years had it been? I can still hear this school song!!!”
"Ye Qing Hui! School song, yyds!"
"Tears, listening to this song, I feel like I've returned to the past.”
"My childhood was carefree. I could cry and laugh whenever I wanted. The funny thing was that back then, I actually looked forward to growing up!”
"It's him! Bingbing!"
…………
After lamenting.
On the screen of the live broadcast room, only three words filled the screen.
Seeing how eager the audience was, Bing Bing pursed her lips into a smile and looked curiously at the source of the voice.
At the same time, the figure of a child appeared in the live broadcast room.
Looking at his back, he was about seven or eight years old.
However, what made everyone dumbfounded was that…
He, who had been singing just a moment ago, was now half-squatting by the side of the road. His small hand was supporting his chin as he looked at the pedestrian crossing not far away with a burning gaze.
In order to satisfy the audience's curiosity, the cameraman couldn't help but turn the camera to follow his gaze.
"Hiss! This leg! Oh my god!"
"A straightforward person doesn't beat around the bush. Who the hell can withstand this?!!”
"Wait…we seem to have forgotten something.？”
"Could this child be a kindred spirit? Is it that showy?"
"He's actually a small sp. If I had half his level back then, I wouldn't be still solo in my mother's womb!!”
"I just entered the live broadcast room and I already have this benefit.”
…………
In the live broadcast room.
The screen was filled with densely packed bullet comments.
It could be seen how much interest the audience had at this moment!
"Sigh, what a pity…"
Shaking his head, the child sighed.
Be it his eyes or his face, they were filled with regret.
It gave people a feeling of regret.
The moment he said that, both Bing Bing and the cameraman, as well as the audience in the live broadcast room, were stunned.
His face was filled with confusion.
She didn't understand what he was feeling regretful about.
"With such good legs, it's a pity not to ride a tricycle.”
The child smacked his lips and stood up while shaking his head.
His tone was filled with emotion.
？？？
Almost instantly.
Bing Bing's eyes widened and she froze on the spot.
His face was filled with disbelief.
The screen of the live broadcast room was filled with question marks.
At this moment, there was only one sentence lingering in everyone's minds.
Such good legs, it's a pity not to ride a tricycle
It's a pity not to ride a tricycle
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