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Chapter 75 Confession of the Hidden Head Poem? Li Ying, who was scared and cried by the Great Demon King Ning!!

Amid everyone’s laughter, Lin Pingzhi took the name Ning Fei gave his son and walked towards the audience with a resentful face.

Yang Wei on the stage subconsciously glanced at the time.

Grip the grass!

How does time pass so slowly? There are still five minutes left?

I used to go to school, or I was a host on other TV stations.

Yang Wei has never felt that time can be like a snail like today.

Just half an hour, like a century.

What to do, do you have to interact with the audience next?

Forget it, dead Taoists don’t die and poor Dao, continue to find the audience to interact! Thinking of this, Yang Wei smiled slightly.

Looking at the audience: “Everyone, is there anyone else who wants to ask Teacher Ning Fei next?” ”

“If you have, you can hurry up a little bit, because there are only the last five minutes left.”

Yang Wei’s voice fell, and everyone in the audience pinned their heads to the side.

The whole scene fell into a deathly silence.

Eh???

What does it mean to hold the grass and twist your head to the side one by one? It’s over, it’s over!

What to do, what now?

These Daoists seem to want to die a little…..

At this moment, countless spectators in the audience glanced at Yang Wei with the afterglow of the corner of their eyes.

Full of disdain.

Hehe, just now a few brothers and sisters asked, which one was not abused by the Great Demon King Ning to die and live?

Do you still want to fool us into continuing to find abuse? None of the doors, no, none of the windows!

“That… Teacher Wang Xu, Teacher Gao Feng, Teacher Li Wenliang, do you have any questions that you want to ask Teacher Ning Fei? ”

“You can mention it now…”

Beads of sweat appeared on Yang Wei’s head, and he looked at Wang Xu, Gao Feng, and Li Wenliang.

These three people are his last hope on stage, and he must not give up, and he must not die in these last five minutes!

“Huh? Moderator, what did you just say? Oh, and ask me what I ate today? ”

“I eat fritters and soy milk for breakfast, stir-fry for lunch.”

Wang Xu’s eyes widened, looked at Yang Wei with a confused face, and slowly replied.

“Oh, I’ve been a little back in my ears lately, I can’t hear what you’re saying.”

“Eh, sure enough, people are old, it’s just different.”

Gao Feng sighed, and after speaking, he directly lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and began to play.

Li Wenliang felt Yang Wei’s gaze coming towards him, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

Then there was a bit of a hurry.

No, what do you think I do?

I’m a melancholy little prince, at the end of the day, I can’t pop up a fart, don’t look at me.

“That… I’m deaf, okay? ”

After holding back for a long time, Li Wenliang finally came up with a suitable reason, and weakly replied to Yang Wei.

I’m special!

You’re deaf, how do you know what I’m talking about?

Also, one by one, can you find a less lame reason? One gag, one just behind the ear.

You Li Wenliang is young, in order not to be abused by the Great Demon King Ning, you even found such a rotten reason for being deaf?

Yang Wei really wants to vomit blood now.

I came to Hangcheng TV to host a program for the first time, can I not be so faceless?

Depressed, Yang Wei almost burst into tears.

He knew that he was the only one who wanted to hold on to those last five minutes.

Otherwise, he could also escape like Teacher Liu Ying.

But in this way, seeing that the half-month vacation that is about to arrive, it will fly.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Wei thought carefully.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Then he turned his head and smiled at Ning Fei and said, “Teacher Ning Fei, I have a friend who is planning to confess to a girl recently. ”

“Or will you help my friend write a hidden poem on the spot?”

After Yang Wei finished speaking, he couldn’t help but give himself a thumbs up deep in his heart.

Sure enough, I Yang Wei is the smartest host, didn’t Ning Da Demon King say that he is good at enlightening people, as well as writing calligraphy and musical talent?

Then I won’t play cards according to the routine this time, come up with something you are not good at! Hearing Yang Wei’s words, Ning Fei’s face was a little strange.

Write hidden poems? Are you sure you want me to write a hidden poem?

“Huh? Holding the grass, looking at the expression of the Great Demon King of Ning, could it be that the hidden head poetry is also very good at it?”

“I’m not going to roll over again, am I?”

Looking at Ning Fei’s expression, Yang Wei was shocked.

After a pause, he hurriedly asked Ning Fei squarely, “Teacher Ning Fei, can you write hidden poems?” ”

Yang Wei felt that it was better for him to ask clearly.

If Ning Fei is good at it, then don’t ask.

If you’re not good at it, just ask.

“Hidden poems?”

“This… I’ve never written before…”

emmm……

Before Ning Fei finished speaking, a smile appeared on Yang Wei’s face.

Directly interrupting Ning Fei’s following, he said leisurely: “Hmm… It’s okay, Teacher Ning Fei can try it. ”

“By the way, my friend likes this girl named Li Ying.”

Looking at Yang Wei’s excited appearance, Ning Fei’s face was a little hesitant.

Do you want to tell him that although I have never written before, I am super good at this stuff?

Forget it, be humble, even if you are good at it, you must say that you are not good at it.

Well…… No problem.

After a moment, Ning Fei came back to the table, lifted the brush, frowned, and groaned slightly.

Then I wrote.

“Brother Li… There you are? ”

Yang Wei stood by the side, waiting for Ning Fei to finish writing the first line, he subconsciously read it out.

And seeing this row of words, Yang Wei smiled, and smiled very happily.

It seems that he is really a rookie.

The hidden head poem can be written like this, there is a level of elementary school students, not bad, not bad.

I, Yang Wei, finally defeated the Great Demon King of Ning!

“Ying… At…… Village…… What about noodles. ”

Not…… Another trash poem, no, a trash soy sauce poem!

“I… Get out first….. It’s over…”

“Love… How to play… How about playing…”

“You… Happy…… Just fine. ”

After Ning Fei finished writing this Tibetan poem, Yang Wei also finished reading it.

At first, Yang Wei didn’t notice what the problem was.

But now let’s take a closer look… Ouch, hold the grass!

God’s special Li Ying, I love you! God’s hidden poem!

“Poof! Emma, I’m going to laugh. ”

A good sentence: “Li Ying, I love your hidden head poem, but it was played by the Ning Great Demon King again.” ”

“Hold the grass, hold the grass, say a good hidden head poem, but as a result, I was shown by the driving skills of the Ning Great Demon King again!”

“Yes, yes, there is a serious suspicion that Ning Great Demon King is driving, but unfortunately I have no evidence”

“Listen to this hidden poem, Brother Li, you’re here? Ying is inside, I went out first, how do you like to play, just be happy? Is this a hidden poem that can be written by a person? ”

“Is it Ying Yin who returned the yin of the demon? This question is worth pondering. ”

“And how to play, how to play this is also a question worth pondering.”