Live broadcast: The beginning of the game is a pair of a, and the little girl is crying and dumbfoun

“Hold the grass, my 40-meter knife!” Quick, take it out for me, I can’t stand this goods! ”

“Brother, calm down, I have a kitchen knife here, do you want it?”

“Eh, everyone, I think what God Ning said is very reasonable.”

“The practice of golden egg fried rice has been shared with you, you can’t do it, blame Ning God?”

“Nima, brother, you are a spy sent by this goods, right?”

“I’ll go, you are a serious book, nonsense … What a big truth! ”

Looking at the chaotic scene, Ning Fei couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the grievance value this time is only +999, not collective +9999.

Otherwise, I may die today.

Well…… It’s better to stay with little sister and Sister Zhou, no matter how the grievance value is +9999, it will not cause any personal threat to me.

“Little brother, if you don’t sell egg fried rice today, you can do it!”

“Unless, you sing us another song.”

“This time, we will listen to some joyful songs and wash the raging anger in our hearts by the way.”

“Yes, yes, sing a happy song, forget about this matter, otherwise, hum, my 40-meter knife may be a little hungry!”

“Agree +10086!”

“Agree +999!”

Hearing everyone’s request, Ning Fei was stunned again.

Can’t fool egg fried rice?

Singing now?

But are you sure you want me to sing a more joyful song?

“As long as you guys don’t sacrifice the 40-meter big knife, sing a happy song.”

“However, you have to stand farther away, otherwise it will affect my performance.”

Ning Fei looked at everyone with some resentment and slowly spoke.

Seeing that Ning Fei finally bowed his head once, everyone’s faces showed a little smugness.

Sure enough, how powerful this person really is, it is not blown.

One person and one threat, let Ning Fei admit it in minutes!

“Back a little more, yes, yes, back a little more!”

“This song, I promise to make you happy to fly!”

Ning Fei was relieved to see everyone retreat to a safe distance.

Because of the song he is going to sing next, he is really afraid of being beaten by the group after singing it.

But for the sake of grievance value, you can only fight, maybe the bicycle will become a motorcycle?

“Ahem… 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 talk tonight.”

“First of all, you and I are friends, right?”

“Besides, we both have to give your mother face.”

“Son, I am your own father.”

“What I say and do is not all for your good.”

……

With Ning Fei’s opening, everyone who had been expecting it was instantly dumbfounded.

“Hold the grass, son of God, son, I am your father!”

“Also, you come and sit down, let’s talk about it today?” My dad has been dead for twenty years, still talking? ”

“I Nima, this is what is called a joy song? Why am I a little doubtful of life now? ”

“Hehe, not only do I doubt life now, I also want to mention the 40-meter knife!”

“Congratulations on this product, successfully refreshed Lao Tzu’s three views!”

“Holding the grass, I really believe in his evil, the joy of God!”

“Weakly speaking, the song of Ning Da Shen is indeed very happy to hear, and it was your initiative to ask for it.”

“Hold the grass, the spy shut up!”

“Piercing my heart, Lao Tie, we asked him to sing a happy song, but I didn’t expect this song to be so ‘joyful’!”

Ning Fei, who was standing in front of the rice stall, saw everyone’s expressions distorted.

His heart was shocked!

Sure enough, I’d rather someone is born kind.

If you want me to sing a joyful song, I will immediately give you one.

Thinking of this, Ning Fei was a little moved, and decided to put out all his strength to interpret this song perfectly.

With touched eyes, I looked at these lovely listeners tenderly.

Keep singing:

“Don’t worry, I won’t be reasonable with you.”

“But after listening to it, you have to think carefully.”

“Be kind, hey.”

……

“I don’t talk much.”

“You kid remembered it for me, it’s not early.”

“Son, wash and go to sleep.”

“Come here later, let’s have another hmm!”

After Ning Fei finished singing, seeing that everyone was collectively silent, he thought that everyone was moved.

Stretched out his hand and wiped a handful of old father’s tears.

“Thank you for your support, this song “Son, I am your father” is given to you.”

“I hope you can enjoy it and grow up happily in the future.”

……

PS: The previous chapter involved foreign friends, so you know.

Then the author rewrote it, you can go back and take a look, otherwise, the plot may not be good

Finally, I am asking for a wave of flowers and evaluation votes.