City: My Little Prodigy

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Xiaobao felt bad.

His clothes are already ugly enough!

Why do you want to sing Huangmei opera?

Do you think he is not ashamed enough!

With a sad face, he said very embarrassedly.

"Uncle...I..."

"I don't think I've learned it well... why don't I sing another day?"

"no!"

Shen Lang shook his head and urged.

"My live room is open, do you want so many viewers to wait?"

"Hurry up and sing!"

Studio?

Wang Xiaobao was stunned for a while.

Tears flowed out again in an instant.

Not only does he want to be embarrassed here, but he is also embarrassed on the Internet?

f*ck!

This Shen Lang is worse than the devil!

Not only to be embarrassed, but also to be punished!

He, he won't play tablets and surf the Internet in the future, can't he?

But Wang Xiaobao's ass still hurts.

How dare he say that he doesn't want to sing and wants to go home.

In front of the camera, he raised his hand and sang awkwardly.

"The birds on the tree are in pairs~"

"Green water and green mountains bring a smile~"

"I will no longer suffer from that slavery~"

"The husband and wife both return the home."

"..."

Although Wang Xiaobao is already working hard.

But it is impossible to learn even one piece of Huangmei Opera in just a few days.

So the tune he sings is somewhat similar.

Most of the time, it's like singing folk songs, shouting at the top of your voice and it's over.

Lin Jiayao and the others on the side were stunned.

"This, is this a Huangmei opera?"

"Pfft...how does it sound like a wolf howl?"

"Don't insult the wolf howl? It's obviously a wild cat howling!"

"..."

Many passersby also stopped and watched curiously.

In the live broadcast room, the number of people also slowly increased.

A barrage of bullets flashed past.

"Hey, what is this doing?"

"It's not a show, is it?"

"What's this song about? Why are you screaming?"

"Can't understand a word?"

"Why are you still crying?"

"What a miserable child, I'll give you two dollars to eat."

"Little boss, do you have a receipt code? I'll give you a few dollars too."

"It's heartbreaking to sing strangely, let me give you a few small gifts first."

"..."

Seeing this, Shen Lang said immediately.

"Little treasure!"

"Don't you like singing Huangmei Opera very much?"

"Have fun and smile!"

Laugh ass!

f*ck!

Isn't it just a yellow plum show?

What a nice look!

Wang Xiaobao's teeth are almost crushed!

I can't wait to beat all these onlookers.

Run all the way home!

But Shen Lang was standing there, how dare he speak.

He could only curl the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"what happened?"

Shen Lang frowned and said with dissatisfaction.

"Little treasure, can't laugh anymore?"

"Have you not seen enough Huangmei operas?"

"Smile happily, understand?"

As he spoke, the small leather whip in his hand waved inadvertently.

A loud breaking wind sounded suddenly.

Wang Xiaobao's face stiffened, and the tune was out of tune with fright.

Almost didn't sit on the ground on the spot.

Swallowing his saliva, he quickly put on a very happy and bright smile.

He sang the song "Tianxian Match" in horror.

"I'm still thinking about what to sing, it turns out that it's a match made by a goddess?"

"The last time I heard this, I was a child."

"I didn't expect to hear such a young child sing after so many years."

"This is the inheritance of national quintessence!"

"..."

Looking at the barrage of appreciation in the live broadcast room.

Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that it won't be long before Wang Xiaobao can become a real country style boy.

"Xiaobao, let's sing Wang Xiaoliu's tofu for everyone!"

"Huh? Xiaobao?"

Raising his head, he saw Wang Xiaobao's movements stopped.

Suddenly a fierce man plunged into the crowd and ran out frantically.

"Uncle, he, what happened to him?"

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoyu was a little scared.

"Is he acting stupid?"

"Don't be afraid, maybe Xiaobao wants to sing in another place."

Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer immediately comforted.

Seeing this, Shen Lang took his mobile phone and chased after the crowd.

Lin Jiayao and the others also followed behind him with Wang Xiaoyu in their arms.

I saw a few patrolmen standing outside the crowd, looking inside curiously.

He continued to speak.

"This square is not allowed to perform performances."

"Everyone, let's let us in, can we?"

"Uncle Police, help!"

Wang Xiaobao ran towards these patrol officers.

With a thud of his body and a hug of his thighs, his voice broke down and cried out.

"This, this group of people forced me to sing Huangmei Opera!"

"Also... forced me to practice calligraphy, and made me memorize ancient poems!"

"Woooooo... Uncle policeman, help me!"

"Please, I really want to go home!"

"..."

Shen Lang, you are dead!

In his heart, Wang Xiaobao's smile is called a madman.

He can't cure this uncle...

Can't the police take care of you?

Let's see if he doesn't sue this uncle into the bureau today!

Lock him up until he screams and won't let it go!

Thinking in his heart, Wang Xiaobao almost laughed out loud.

He coughed a few times, and then began to cry.

What he didn't expect was that he had not finished crying.

The few patrolmen in front of him were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Isn't this Uncle Shen Lang?"

"I haven't seen you in our game for a long time."

"A lot of young ladies are thinking of you!"

"Well, I've been taking care of Xiaobao recently, and I don't have time to pass."

Shen Lang waved his hand calmly.

"Did Zhixuan work well?"

"If she's lazy, you tell me."

"..."

What?

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaobao's crying stopped, and he was immediately stunned.

This is not what he expected!

What's so special! Why are you still chatting?

He sniffed, and he hurriedly tugged at the patrolman's clothes.

said pitifully.

"Uncle Police..."

"You, you can't bend the law for your own sake!"

"This Shen Lang, he, he has been bullying me all the time!"

"Let me practice calligraphy and memorize ancient poems and Huangmei opera!"

"It's just a devil's devil!"

"You arrest him, please!"

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Lang immediately laughed.

The few patrolmen in front of them couldn't help laughing.

"Little boy, are you the little treasure that Uncle Shen Lang said?"

"Let you practice these for your own good!"

"Why is this a devil?"

"If you say that, little uncle, we will be angry!"

"Not only these!"

Wang Xiaobao's face turned red.

"He, he also spanked me..."

"It hurts, I have nightmares at night!"

As soon as the words fell, several patrolmen frowned immediately.

"Uncle Shen Lang is only eight years old, you are so tall and strong."

"How could he possibly beat you?"

"It's not good to tell lies, kid!"

"me···"

Wang Xiaobao completely collapsed.

Tears streamed down.

If he knew why Shen Lang beat him...

Do you still need help!

oh my god!

He doesn't want to live anymore!

Let him find a piece of tofu and kill him!