"Ah, Dahua, this child, is going to be trapped again. I hope Chu Xuan will be merciful." Huang Lei is in silence for Dahua in his heart. He can see from chuxuan's confident eyes that chuxuan should have already had a draft in his heart and wanted to pit Dahua.
He Jiong and Huang Lei have the same mind, but they don't say anything to remind Dahua. On the one hand, they don't want to offend chuxuan. On the other hand, they feel that Dahua has provoked others, and he has to send his face to let them fight, so let him suffer some losses and learn some lessons.
Other people also sit to watch the good play, only Yang Mi and Ni Ni Ni look at Chu Xuan's eyes, more and more curious, feel a little bit can't see through, this is a little bit small belly black, look ruffian bad ruffian guy.
"Bet on what?" Dahua was a little wary. Last time, he was trapped in a hope primary school by chuxuan. He was afraid to promise to donate another hope primary school. He was not willing to donate another hope primary school.
"If I make a poem, how about donating a hope primary school in my name?" Chuxuan smile is very brilliant, deliberately the word "again" bite the stress to say, gas Dahua face iron blue.
Others are very dangerous, did not laugh, how much or to worry about Dahua's face.
However, netizens are trapped in a sea of joy, all the arrangement of chuxuan is too bad, it seems that the last time they used this routine, let Dahua donate a hope primary school.
One after another, he said, "chuxuan is a routine, which makes people unable to defend themselves!"
Although Dahua knows that chuxuan is in a routine, this is just a blatant routine!
But he can't flinch. He has to be brave enough to promise. Otherwise, he will be a joke, even dare not to fight, or a man?
"I'll bet you, but I have one condition." Since it is their own first provocation of others, in full view of the public, it is not good to shrink back, can only agree.
However, he is not stupid, but also conditional, otherwise, Chu Xuan casually made a poem, fooling himself how to do?
"You can tell me, as long as it is reasonable." Chuxuan doesn't care about the stall, but the implication is that don't mess around, which is a kind of warning.
Dahua thought about it for a while and sneered, "your poems must be recognized by everyone. You must have a certain standard. You can't doodle freely. Otherwise, even if you lose, you will donate a hope primary school in my name."
"Reasonable." Chuxuan was not surprised at all, and he guessed that Dahua would make such a request.
Others also nodded, feeling that Dahua's request was reasonable and not excessive. They murmured in their hearts: "it seems that Dahua has no brain either."
"Well, now the audience watching the live broadcast is the judges. When the time comes, please join us. If you think that I write well, you can point to Dahua. Now we will set up a voting option, and Mr. He and Mr. Huang will be notaries."
Chu Xuan said to the audience in front of the camera, and then turned to say a word to Huang Lei and he Jiong.
After getting everyone's approval, Huang Lei and he Jiong said in a different voice: "we will certainly supervise the voting, ensure the principle of fairness, fairness and openness, and never take sides with anyone."
"Well, now that the options have been set up, I'm going to recite poetry. Please sit down and be steady!" Chu Xuan said a word to the camera, and looked around the people. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, he turned around and gently grasped the soft and boneless hands of Jiang Muyan, and looked affectionately at Jiang's eyes.