Fat Tiger wants to live a leisurely life

Chapter 310 Consume a bottle of Coke in half an hour
"How is it? Sister. Is the song I sing good? Does it make you happy?" Cheng Hao asked, and it turned out that he had to talk more often.

Otherwise, if you don't speak for a long time, you won't even be able to straighten your tongue.

"That's not true. My sister just feels a little tired. It's a little tiring for you to listen to this." Sister Hong'er said after hearing this.

do not know why?I always want to shake my head when I listen to this song.This is a big challenge for her to drive. After all, if she shakes her head while driving, she cannot see clearly in front of her.

"Well, just get used to it. Just get used to it." Cheng Hao was stunned after hearing this and said with a smile.

"Okay, don't tell sister these things. Didn't you say that you want to sing a nice song to sister?" Sister Hong'er said.

Don't talk to this little rascal about all these things, just sing to her quickly.

"Yes, sister, please come and let me sing a song for you. Now that your tongue is moving, let me give it a try."

"This song is a bit difficult to sing. If I imitate it, I may not be able to sing it well." Cheng Hao said, shaking his big tongue.My tongue feels much more flexible and speaking is no longer awkward.

"It's okay, sister won't laugh at you, just sing." Sister Hong'er said.

"Okay, let me get ready. This song is really difficult to sing. If it wasn't for you, sister, would you beat me to death? I wouldn't even be able to sing this song." Cheng Hao said, He started humming, but except for this song, he had to prepare for it for a while.

At least you need to warm up your tongue before you can sing well.

"Okay, okay, sister knows that our little orange is the best, warm your tongue quickly, sister is waiting for you to sing." Sister Hong'er said with a smile, looking away at the live broadcast room.

I found that there was a lot of noise inside, and the screen was full of words like "The hateful little fat orange only sings to the breeders and doesn't care about them at all."

"If the breeder hadn't broadcast the live broadcast and they didn't know about it, they would be very angry anyway."

However, despite the scolding and the quarrel, no one left the live broadcast room. They were all listening quietly inside, ready to see what song Xiaopangju was going to sing?

"Cough cough~"

"Okay, I've finished warming up my tongue. I'm going to sing next. Sister, listen carefully and remember not to spread this song."

"Why?" Sister Hong'er asked in confusion after hearing this. Is this song so disgusting?How could such a little scoundrel insist repeatedly not to spread the word?

"Of course it's also because it's so difficult to sing. I had no intention of releasing this song at all. I just wanted to make myself suffer by letting it come out," said Cheng Hao, who was lying in the back seat.

How can a song have fifteen turns?Isn’t this asking for trouble for oneself? What is this?

"Uh..." Sister Hong'er was stunned when she heard this. Finally, she couldn't help but look at the noisy live broadcast room, and saw that the live broadcast room immediately started to boil:

"No, Miss Breeder. Don't close the live broadcast room. We promise to keep it a secret."

"Yes, yes, Miss Breeder, we will never disclose it to the outside world. Please don't close the live broadcast room."

Little Fatty, this hateful little villain, didn’t sing such a song to them because it was too difficult to sing. It was simply too hateful. If the breeder and the little sister hadn’t secretly started a live broadcast for them this time, they would have Don’t know about this yet.

Now we want to see how difficult this song is to sing?

"Sister, please concentrate on driving. I'm going to sing. Don't be scared." Cheng Hao said, then opened his mouth and sang:

"The moonlight-colored woman is fragrant, how long is the love that breaks the sword with tears,

There are no words to think about how painful it is..."

"........."

"This song..."

The song slowly sounded, everyone in the live broadcast room should not stare wide-eyed.

I felt a full moon rising in front of my eyes, and the sad and sad world emerged in front of my eyes.

At this moment, they seemed to have entered the sad world.

"The impermanence of this world is destined to hurt those who dare to love for life." Cheng Hao sang, and the whole Hu De raised his head:

"I'm so exhausted. This song is so difficult to sing. I won't sing this kind of song again next time. After all, this song needs to be added to the blacklist. I feel that my performance is already the best. But it still feels a bit worse, sister, what do you think?"

I finally finished singing this song, I was really tired.

"Sister, I think it's very good. Apart from being a little sad, this song is very nice. Why do you want to add it to the blacklist?" said Hong'er, who came back to her senses.

"Because it's too difficult to sing. I'm exhausted from singing. Sister, when are you going to buy me a Coke?" Cheng Hao asked as his tail was curled around the water in the trunk. My sister said she would buy him Fat House Happy Water, so what? When to buy?He is already a fat house, now he just needs happy water.

"Wait a minute, wait until the next service area to buy it." Sister Hong'er looked at the live broadcast room that continued to refresh the screen and said: "Do you want to sing another song to sister? After all, it will take several hours before we go back. Yeah. Just sing out all the songs you have hidden. Anyway, there is only sister here and no one else, so don’t be shy."

"Let me slow down for a moment, don't be so anxious. Am I not treating you well, sister? They haven't heard my new songs at the concert." Cheng Hao said, rubbed his seat and said: "Let me I'm thinking about what song I should sing next? I'm looking for a slow song, one that's not so tiring."

"Um, so you little scoundrel are planning to perfuse sister, right? Can't you sing something a little nicer? Sister needs to be distinctive." Sister Hong'er said, singing slowly and relaxedly?This little villain is probably just trying to be lazy.

"Don't be anxious. I'll sing a slow song first, and then I'll sing a dramatic song for you, sister, okay?"

"But before that, sister, you have to prepare the happy water for me." Cheng Hao said while lying down.

Want something unique?Not in a hurry?Just wait until he calms down and sing a dramatic tune.Now he wants to sing slowly.

"No problem, no problem. I promise to prepare it for you. Just sing quickly and don't be verbose." Sister Hong'er urged.

"The damn little Fatty actually hid so many songs behind our backs. We must dig out all the songs from his mouth next time."

"That's right, he can actually sing an opera tune. This little villain is really secretive."

There are so many fans here on the channel that they are so angry that their heads are smoking. The little villain sings a few songs every concert to perfunctory them, but ends up singing so many songs in private. It is simply too bad.

If you have the chance, you must catch him, grab the soles of his feet, and let him sing all the songs.

"The early dawn shines through the window and the clouds sway over the West Bridge. I think of the corners of your clothes that swayed slightly in the lotus breeze, and the golden wood carvings with ripples of time. I closed the book seven years ago..."

Cheng Hao raised his head, rubbed the leather seat cushion with his big paws, and began to sing slowly.

The noisy live broadcast room instantly fell silent, and all the fans were listening quietly.

"It's too strong, it's too strong. Little Fat Orange is so strong. He sang so many songs in a row. This is even comparable to what others have sung in several years." "Yeah, Little Fat Orange is really awesome. ”

The recording department of Xiancha Live Broadcasting Company said happily that they had recorded the songs sung by Little Fat Orange, and every one of them was a very good song.

If this was made into an album and released, it would definitely create a sensation.

It's a pity that the music they record now is a bit noisy and not clear enough.

if not?It will be better.

But it doesn’t matter, you can pre-sell the recorded song first, and then invite Little Fat Orange to sing it.

"Little Fat Orange, are you trying to deny us a way to survive? What should we do if you sing so many songs at once?" A Guang said with a headache as he looked at the live broadcast room.

Is it necessary for Little Fat Orange to sing so hard?Fortunately, he patted his butt and ran away after singing.

When the time comes, fans will say that his composing efficiency is too slow, and that he would be a rip-off if he didn’t include Little Fat Orange.

"Everyone, open your eyes for me and see carefully. This is called singing, and this is called composing. What the hell are you singing for me? Have you seen the song sung by Little Fat Orange? This is the song you should compose. understand?"

And in a certain idol practice meeting room, a man who was a teacher pointed at the screen and said, what kind of nonsense are these guys singing?

Do you know what singing is?Did you see that this is called a song?They should all learn a little better and don't sing this kind of rubbish to him all the time. They don't accept this stuff here, but it's good if they can remember it.

"Yes, teacher." The people who were scolded all replied, muttering in their hearts.

If they had such ability, why would they need to come to such a ghost place? Their teacher thought too highly of themselves, right?

"Just watch and learn from me, and learn how Little Fatty Orange sings? Not only does a tiger write good songs, but listen to how good it sounds when singing a cappella? It's like the type where God is chasing after you."

"You should learn to work hard even if your conditions are not good, you know? Don't be someone who doesn't work hard even if your conditions are not good."

The man continued his education, then sat aside and watched the live broadcast.

Singing at this level is a pleasure to listen to, but it's a pity that these idiots don't know how to do it.

It's so tiring. Why did the superiors ask him to teach these idiots?

"Huh? Keep singing, Xiaoju."

"Why did you stop suddenly and continue singing?" Sister Hong'er said.

"It's already finished. What did you ask me to sing? A song only lasts three to four minutes and lasts for six minutes. How long do you think it will be?" Cheng Hao asked with his big tail covering his belly.

"Sister, you know how long a song is? But don't you still want to sing opera for your sister? Why did you stop now?" Sister Hong'er asked. She knew that the song had been sung, but didn't she still have to sing? Next one?

"Don't tease me, sister. My throat is so thirsty that it's smoking. I haven't even seen the happy water yet."

"No more singing, no more singing. Unless you bring me happy water, sister." Cheng Hao shook his paws and said, sister now wants the horse to work, but also wants the horse to stop eating grass. This calculation is too bad. Okay?
"I told you, you haven't arrived at the service area yet. How can you ask your sister to buy happy water for you?" Sister Hong'er said helplessly. There are still more than 40 kilometers away from the next service area. How can she buy it?

"end to end"

"Little Fat Orange, we've brought you a Coke, would you please open the car window?"

At this moment, a humanoid mecha rushed to his side.The voices of the team members came.

"Huh? Sister, did you order takeout?" Cheng Hao said happily after hearing this. He pressed the window and a large bottle of Coke was stuffed in.

After finishing all this, the team members controlled the mecha and left.

"Well, probably." Sister Hong'er, who saw this scene through the rearview mirror, was stunned and said.

Why would someone just send me Coke?It’s not just fans who are watching in the live broadcast room, right?

"Grumpy"

"Grumpy"

Cheng Hao opened the lid with his paws and drank coke in one sip.

There is nothing happier than lying down and drinking fat house water, if there is one?There must also be a portion of fried chicken.

"You little rascal, drink slowly, don't choke." Upon seeing this, Sister Hong'er reminded her, is this drink so delicious?This little villain has transformed into a Tiger water dispenser.

"No, no," said Cheng Hao, who was holding the Coke in his big fluffy paws. Does the Coke want to choke him?It's just a daydream.

"Then can you sing?" Sister Hong'er asked after hearing this, and said since she won't choke?So can this little bad guy sing?

"Of course there is no problem." Cheng Hao put down the remaining Coke and said, "Sister, have you ever heard of a drunken concubine?"

Sister Hong'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then said:
"Well, sister has only heard of Tiger Drunken Coke."

And the imperial concubine is drunk?Is this little scoundrel going to show her a tiger drunk on coke?

"Sister, please listen carefully." Cheng Hao did not explain too much about Sister Hong'er's joke.The whole tiger touched its big belly and began to sing: "That year the snowflakes fell and the plum blossoms bloomed on the branches. That year there was too much sadness beside the Huaqing Pool..."

"Little Fat Orange is really good at drama, and he sings beautifully."

"Yeah, I feel like I have goosebumps and my forehead feels cold."

"That's right, it's too strong, too strong."

It turned out that everyone who was joking in the live broadcast room heard the joke part.Everyone's scalps were numb. Did this sound come from Little Fat Orange?It's simply outrageous.

"Dad, what do you think of Xiaopangju's drama?" The young man holding the mobile phone asked the middle-aged man beside him who was warming up with his legs.

"You're much better than me, what else can you do?" said the middle-aged man who raised his leg, and then thought for a moment and said, "That's what your Aunt Qing could have done when she was young. It's a pity that opera is in decline now." The opera still needs a tiger to pass it on."

"Love and hate are boundless~" As he said this, the middle-aged man sang along with the drama.

What a standard accent and good words?I never thought a tiger could sing so well.

(End of this chapter)