Xinghui’s celebration is in full swing. When the celebration reaches its climax, according to the process, every artist must come on stage and perform some shows to help the fun. Whether it is a brother or a sister, they can basically sing and dance and perform shows. Not worse than the specifications of some large-scale dance parties.
After Gary Gu performed a tap dance, the atmosphere of the celebration was pushed to its climax. Only Jesse Yun, a half-red and not-purple artist, had no show yet.
The host glanced awkwardly at the Jesse Yun standing aside. He didn’t know whether he should be allowed to come on stage or not. According to the regulations, his contract with Xinghui did not expire, so he should go up to cheer up, but according to common sense, he stopped shadowing. After nearly two years, I suddenly appeared here today. My identity is so subtle that I can’t introduce it at all.
Gary Gu saw this situation, and before he stepped down, he walked to the host and smiled and said, “Brother Qiao, who has been a famous name for many years, will get stuck? It’s not a matter of discussing it, wait for me to perform. After that, you should quickly let others come on stage to clear the audience’s heads that were overturned by me. Why have you forgotten now?”
The audience burst into laughter, and the awkward atmosphere suddenly eased a lot. Brother Qiao was also an old slippery head. As soon as Gary Gu rescued himself, he hurried down the **** and said, “Oh, isn’t it the dementia? This is just a blink. Kung Fu just forgot the following program list, or you can introduce it for me, so what… Mr. Li, please don’t deduct my monthly money!”
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