Live broadcast: Lao Deng, the will-o'-the-wisp has stopped downstairs of your house!

The first time, the last time, the last time.

If a yellow-haired guy is not shocking enough.

Then...

Under the night.

Is a group of spirited guys riding ghost fires and dyeing yellow hair enough?

Uniformly, the ghost fires lined up in a row.

Under the light, the flowing yellow hair looked so dazzling.

It was like a ray of light under the night sky.

Although it's a little yellow...

"Da Huang! Where's our Da Huang!"

"Release the dog! Release the dog!"

"Who let these yellow-haired people in?"

"One is enough, what's the point of bringing in a whole bunch now?"

"Women, children, the elderly and the young should leave first!!!"

"Protect the girls in the village!"

"Hey? My dear, don't scare me!"

The yellow-haired army suddenly attacked.

The old men and women were a little panicked.

Their blood pressure soared. Those with heart disease couldn't stand such a scene.

"Kick them out, kick them out quickly."

Several young villagers were at a loss.

They knew that Zhao Fugui had agreed to let these yellow-haired people in.

"Brother! We are here!"

"Brother, we all dyed our hair yellow as you ordered!"

"Yellow hair looks better, it's so cool along the way..."

"Those who drive Land Rovers hide far away when they see me, for fear that I will die under their wheels."

"Brother, what's the arrangement? Are we going to fight with the people in this village?"

"We have brought weapons."

One by one, they took out wrenches and steel pipes from their trouser pockets.

Those who forgot to bring weapons started to dismantle the ghost fire parts directly...

Since they have identified Su Chen, this group of spirited young men will unconditionally obey the orders of the eldest brother.

It can be said that they will fight whoever they are told to fight.

Su Chen: "..."

Fight?

Good guy, looking at this posture, it is obvious that they have fought a lot.

——【Fighting at the slightest disagreement! 】

——【The yellow-haired army is coming! Get out of the way! 】

——【No? What do you mean, host? Why are there so many yellow-haired people? 】

——【Look at how scared the old man in the audience is, his Parkinson's disease is not shaking anymore...】

——【The big yellow in the village: Oh! The same color as me! 】

——【If you in front of the screen also think it's very cool, then I can only say that Thai pants are hot! 】

——【The anchor has really become the leader of the yellow-haired people, hahaha! 】

——【The Jinghai City Police Department has followed the anchor. 】

The live broadcast barrage was in an uproar.

At this time.

Zhao Fugui came up.

Looking at the aggressive yellow-haired people.

He frowned.

It's true that he is rich, but no matter how rich he is, he can't stand the yellow-haired people.

Just this group of yellow-haired energetic guys, they are in their prime of youth...

As the saying goes: the soft are afraid of the hard, and the hard are afraid of the desperate.

Zhao Fugui smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Su Chen, you... all these are helpers you found?"

"Well, didn't you say you wanted to have an effect, brother Fugui? I just wanted to get more people here."

"Nothing else, it's guaranteed to be lively!"

Su Chen was full of confidence.

Zhao Fugui nodded: "However lively it is, but you must pay attention to safety."

"..."

"Put away all your weapons!"

"You have to change your bad habit of carrying sticks with you when you go out!"

"Ah, brother? Aren't we here to fight?"

"What are you fighting for?"

"I asked you to come here today to be your dancers!"

Show your talent! ?

The yellow-haired people were confused.

Although they were crazy, they knew their own position very well.

You let me fight, but you let me show my talent?

What's the difference between that and taking off your pants and shitting on the street?

Su Chen said, "Don't you always want to make money?"

"You can't have no food to eat every day, right?"

"You are young, you have hands and feet, why don't you do something?"

"Don't learn to fight every day!"

"If you have the ability, go to the postgraduate entrance examination for me! Go to the doctoral entrance examination!"

The yellow-haired people didn't dare to talk back.

The dumplings for lunch were bought by the eldest brother, and the flowing yellow hair that he loved so much was also paid by the eldest brother.

Their hearts were conquered by the kindness and "money ability" of the eldest brother.

They have seen many rich people.

But like the eldest brother, who is really good for them and respects them, they have never seen one before!

"Yes... what big brother said is true."

"Well... isn't it just a talent show? I'll listen to big brother."

"Big brother, I just learned a belly dance on the Internet. Can I perform it?"

"To be honest, I can break a stone with my chest, and then people will leave and the tea will be forgotten..."

Su Chen: "..."

The more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

In order to gain Su Chen's approval, this group of yellow-haired people are really good.

"What belly dance, what chest breaking stone."

"There are only old men and women in the audience, it's late at night, don't scare people!"

"You don't have to do anything else, just cooperate with me."

"If I tell you to cry, you cry, if I tell you to dance, you dance."

"You can imitate, right? Follow me!"

"Make the stage atmosphere good."

"Okay, brother!"

The yellow-haired people are very obedient.

The props team is ready.

Su Chen took out the guitar he had prepared in advance.

The yellow-haired people changed their clothes and went on stage collectively...

Sunglasses, leather jackets with spikes.

"Oh my god!"

"What kind of look is this?"

"Fugui! What kind of monsters did you find here?"

"What are they doing? Are they here to make fun of you?"

"I think they are here to perform a ritual?"

"How can you bring a guitar to a funeral? What can a guitar do?"

Some respected and elderly feudalists in Narcissus Village stood up.

The look alone made them feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Fugui was surprised.

Although the lineup looked very exaggerated, there were indeed many young elements.

Youth, passion, and motorcycles, aren't these what grandpa pursues?

"Village chief, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

"Hasn't it started yet?"

"Let's wait and see."

The village chief is the richest man in Narcissus Village.

Their village implements a collective economy, but the village chief's family is extremely rich.

Many factories in the village are owned by the village chief.

In the past, the village chief had the final say in any activities in the village...

But this time, Zhao Fugui intended to organize the first seven days of his grandfather's death, and the village chief had no say and could not make the decision.

"Hmph..."

The village chief's face was livid.

"Sound engineer! Are you ready?"

"Music!"

Boom!

The moment the sound exploded.

All the audience in the audience were shocked, and their ears seemed to be torn apart.

Heavy metal! Heavy electronic music!

"La La La La!"

Su Chen opened his voice...

In his smoky voice, there were the vicissitudes of life and the frost of the years.

——【Fuck! Smoky voice! ? 】

——【Host, you actually opened your smoky voice! 】

——【At the moment you opened your voice, I got goosebumps all over my body! 】

——【No! ? Brother, you are really good at it! ? 】

——【Don't say it, don't say it, it has the flavor of a rock DJ! 】

I just don’t know if it’s possible to combine rock DJ with the elements of the first seven days of mourning.

“Grandpa~ Grandpa~”

“My grandson has come to my grandpa’s funeral hall~”

“My heart is broken and my tears are flowing~”

“Grandpa~”

“Sleep well, sleep warm~”

“Get up and have fun when you hear the singing!”

“My soul is flying, my soul is floating.”

“Follow my rhythm, I’ll take you to third base…”

“Let’s have fun, let’s dance ourselves into oblivion.”

Su Chen sang rock accompaniment.

When the rhythm reached its climax.

The stage props team sprayed flames…

In the back…

The yellow-haired guys twisted their stiff limbs hard.

If you really can’t keep up with the rhythm, just shake your hair.

Shake it while sitting on the stage.

Shake it on the face of the old man below the stage…

Shake it with dandruff flying all over the sky…

For a while.

The whole audience was silent.

Su Chen only saw...

The older ones had black eyes and fainted from the comfort.

Some of them were blushing, pointing their fingers, and talking incessantly with praise...

Ah...

That's the feeling.

At this moment, Su Chen's rock DJ talent was fully unleashed.

"Let's rock."

"Let's have fun!"

"..."

The singing was ecstatic.

The cells in the yellow-haired people were activated, and the atmosphere was full.

Randomly carrying an old man, an old woman walked to the stage...

"Uncle, don't panic, I'll take you around."

"Uncle, don't cry, I'll take you to be cool!"