Chapter 408: Drunk concert
"Little Cotton, what are you looking for?" Tang Tang asked worriedly, "Can I help you find it?"
"Hehehe." Xu Zimian turned his head and smiled brightly, "I found it!"
I saw Xu Zimian holding her mobile phone in her hands.
Tang Tang wiped the sweat on his head and said softly: "Who do you want to call? Aunt Xia? I'll help you dial the number."
Xu Zimian shook his head and lightly touched the phone screen with his fingers.
Watching Xu Zimian click into the Tingjun Live APP, Pei Yan stretched out his hand to cover the screen, and his voice was gentle like running water, "My little cotton, can I take you home?"
With a wry smile, she sighed, her credit value in Aunt Xia's heart might drop from 100 points to 80 points.
Xu Zimian twitched her nose and raised her face aggrieved, "I want to sing!"
Pei Yan's heart softened, "Okay, okay, our little cotton wants to sing, can we listen to you?"
Xu Zimian thought for a while, shaking her head, "No, I want the audience."
Pulling off Pei Yan's hand, Xu Zimian continued to sing.
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Jiang Yu leaned closer to Pei Yan's ear, "Brother Pei, is there really no problem with the live broadcast of Xiao Mianhua?"
Pei Yan smiled helplessly, "Little Mian is good when she's drunk. When she gets tired of singing, she will naturally want to go home."
The live broadcast has just started, and fans who have set special reminders will rush to the live broadcast room as soon as possible.
【Ahhh! ! ! Little Cotton's long-lost live broadcast! ! ! 】
【what? Little Cotton doesn't seem to be at home, is he playing outside? 】
【I seem to see Tangtang passing by! 】
Xu Zimian raised his paws with a smile, tapped up and down like a beckoning cat, and pressed his head a little harder, "Yeah! Play outside."
Xu Zimian pouted and pushed Jiang Yu away, who wanted to get into the camera, "I haven't reached the introduction stage yet, brother Jiang Yu, please don't block my camera."
Sharp-eyed fans quickly noticed the two clumps of pink on Xu Zimian's cheeks.
And the tone of voice is completely different from the usual Xu Zimian.
The shimmering water in his eyes is so pitiful and endearing.
【This... Drunk? 】
【Pfft! Little Cotton looks drunk, exactly like my little niece. 】
[Oh, I really want to poke the little face of the little cotton puff, it must feel very good! 】
Seeing this barrage, Xu Zimian raised his hands to cover his cheeks, hummed twice like a pig, and whispered, "I won't touch you."
The shy little expression made the mother in the live broadcast room howling constantly.
【Ouch! ! ! My daughter is so cute! 】
[Such a cute daughter, how do I get it? Do you have free shipping if you become a fan? 】
[Although it is late at night, you can indeed dream, but you are afraid that you want to eat farts! Such a cute little girl is obviously my daughter! 】
"Hehe." Xu Zimian shook his feet, his eyes crescent, "I tell you quietly, a candy can start the song ordering service."
Candy is the cheapest paid gift for Tingjun Live TV, one dollar apiece.
When I heard that my daughter wanted to eat candy, the screen was instantly surrounded by candy.
【Give, give! Is one enough? If it's not enough, I'll give you ten more! 】
[I directly filled up 999! ! ! As long as it's a song sung by a good girl, I like it! ! ! 】
【Any new songs? ! I want to hear new songs! 】
"New song?" Xu Zimian rolled his eyes and nodded with a clever smile, "Yes!"
As he spoke, he pulled the eldest sister to his side, and with the rhythm of his toes, he impromptuly sang, "My dear eldest sister."
The fluffy little head rubbed against Tang Tang's neck, "You are my favorite sister!"
Thumbs up, "You who play the drums are a heroic female general.",
Tang Tang, who was pulled and squeezed into the camera, was stunned for a while, and waved his fingers slightly, "Good evening, everyone! My little cotton is drunk, I need to worry more."
Stopping singing, Xu Zimian pouted, "I'm not drunk! Hiccup"
【Really so cute! ! 】
[Don't make it difficult for Baobao to improvise, the transphony is full of drunkenness! 】
【Ha ha ha ha! ! ! I'm dying of laughter, Little Cotton, I want to listen to "No Flowers in the Mist". 】
【right! I also want to listen to "No Flowers in the Mist". 】
The demands of the fans, of course, must be met!
Xu Zimian looked around the table, pulled seven cups in front of him, and poured different milliliters of wine.
Picking up a chopstick, he tapped the water glass intently, discerning the tones.
Make sure the pitch is accurate, put the chopsticks in Tang Tang's hands, "Big sister, new drum kit, do you like it?"
Tang Tang wiped the cold sweat on his head, the difficulty of the new musical instrument is probably a bit big.
Looking at Little Cotton's sparkling eyes, Tang Tang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sacrificed his life to accompany Little Cotton: "Okay! I can!"
Xu Zimian turned to look at Pei Yan and Jiang Yu.
What musical instruments should I arrange for Brother Ayan and Brother Jiang Yu?
Jiang Yu shivered, and the cat went behind his brother Pei.
With his head, he would never be able to control the new musical instrument.
Tang Tang flew to Jiang Yu with sharp eyes and warned: Lao Yu, don't try to run!
Xu Zimian scratched the back of his head, with a flash of inspiration, he had an idea!
He raised his hand to pluck a few hairs to act as strings.
Pei Yan, who is quick-witted and quick-witted, quickly grabbed Xu Zimian's wrist to stop her from pulling out her hair.
He said softly, "Old Yu and I will whistle to accompany you, okay?"
Xu Zimian thought about it, but it wasn't impossible, "Okay!"
Stand up, pick up the empty glass on the table as a microphone, and snap your fingers: "Music!"
The crisp whistle sounded, the prelude to the familiar "No Flowers in the Fog".
Under Pei Yan's eyes, Tang Tang rushed forward!
Chopsticks tapped the wine glass, and gradually found the tune of "The Fog is Not Flowers".
Xu Zimian blinked at Jiang Yu, "Brother Jiang Yu is still missing you, come on!"
The helpless Jiang Yu had to learn how to whistle from his brother Pei.
Pei Yan's voice was clear and crisp, while Jiang Yu's playing was dull from time to time.
Xu Zimian didn't care at all. In her opinion, the most important thing was to play with her friends.
The radiant smile and the melodious voice seem not to be in the bar, but on the dazzling stage.
Unconsciously, he followed Xu Zimian for more than an hour.
Xu Zimian rubbed her sleepy eyes and said coquettishly, "I'm sleepy."
[Little Cotton is sleepy, go to sleep! good night]
[Drunken nan nan, the song is as good as ever! 】
[Before I leave, I want to ask Xiao Mian, are you really not going to advance the concert? ! 】
Xu Zimian, who was about to press the exit button, stopped.
The dull brain thought solemnly, and smiled happily: "Concert? Good! It's written in the planning book!"
Hearing Xu Zimian's promise to prepare for the concert, the blackout of the live broadcast room did not extinguish the enthusiasm in the hearts of fans.
Xu Zimian, who closed the live broadcast room, closed his eyes, fell on the sofa and slept sweetly.
Xu Zimian had a great time singing, but Tang Tang was exhausted.
Dotingly pinched Xu Zimian's nose, "I will never let you touch wine in the future! Not even a sip!!"