Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

Hearing Teacher Huang's unreasonable suggestion, Yang Mi looked at Lin Bufan for help, and her fox eyes were full of "help me quickly".

Although Lin Bufan is not afraid of offending Teacher Huang, he can't just charge into battle just because of a look from you, Yang Mi. Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?

At the very least, you have to promise to give some benefits, right?

So Lin Bufan pretended not to see Yang Mi's pleading eyes, raised his head to study the beams of the mushroom house, and hummed a little tune: "The weather is so sunny today, and the scenery is beautiful everywhere~"

Yang Mi secretly complained to herself, "No man is reliable," and then she had to do it herself!

"I support voting! But voting one by one is too troublesome, and it's easy for people to have the same number of votes. Why not wait until everyone has finished performing and then vote directly? This is both fair and saves trouble!"

Teacher Huang touched his chin and thought for a while. Although it would be a big advantage for him to vote directly before the performance was over, but seven people... no, seven people and a dog should not have any problem getting one of the top five places, so he agreed!

Since Teacher Huang agreed, naturally no one else would object, so they all nodded in agreement!

Seeing this, Yang Mi immediately urged everyone to start the performance: "Since everyone agrees, let's begin! Who goes first?"

Zheng Yan crossed his arms and said coldly, "I don't want any gifts, so I won't perform."

Hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes immediately lit up: "Those who don't perform cannot participate in the final vote!"

"You!" Zheng Yan stamped her feet in anger, but in order to prevent Yang Mi from getting too proud, she said, "Go ahead and do it! But I want to be the last one. I need to think about what to perform."

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Zifeng's sister timidly raised her hand at Teacher He's signal: "Then I'll go first."

After saying that, Sister Zifeng immediately ran back to the Mushroom House and took out her guitar!

Sister Zifeng played and sang "Practice" by King Liu. Oh, no, there is no King Liu in this world. This is "Practice" by Mr. Lin!

Sister Zifeng's voice is sweet with a hint of childishness. Although her pitch is not very stable in some places, her control of rhythm is very accurate and her emotions are extremely sincere.

"If all this is just practice, I am willing to repeat it thousands of times..." Sister Zifeng frowned slightly and sang with full concentration. The last ending note was a little floating because of nervousness, but she finally finished playing and singing the whole song.

"Pa pa pa—" Everyone applauded enthusiastically. Teacher He was the first to stand up and cheer: "Sister Zifeng is amazing! Her singing is so beautiful!"

Others were also generous with their compliments, and Zifeng's little face was flushed with praise!

After everyone finished praising her, Song Qian asked curiously, "Sister Zifeng, what's the name of this song? Why haven't I heard it before? Did you write it yourself?"

Sister Zifeng quickly shook her still slightly blushing face and said, "No, no, this is Brother Bufan's song, called 'Practice'."

"Huh?" Song Qian looked at Lin Bufan in surprise. "I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be able to create? I really didn't recognize him!"

Lin Bufan crossed his legs proudly: "That's right, don't you see who I am! Not to mention Mandarin songs, even Korean songs are not incapable of being written by me!"

Song Qian's eyes widened: "Boss Lin, do you understand Korean?"

"That's a must!" Lin Bufan slapped his thigh and started to speak: "Anihasayo, calangheyo, opbasalanghe! Kenchana, mula, ahsiba!"

Song Qian's face darkened when she heard this, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

After showing off his kimchi language, Lin Bufan turned to look at Zifeng. "By the way, Zifeng, how do you know this song? I don't think I uploaded it to the music platform."

Before Zifeng could speak, Peng Peng jumped in and answered, "Master, don't you know? You can find the full video of your song on Douyin, and..."

Peng Peng paused, then moved closer to Lin Bufan, raised his eyebrows, and said in a sly tone, "And I've even seen videos of hundreds of your ex-girlfriends quarreling! I have to say, Master, you're truly amazing!"

Lin Bufan kicked Peng Peng away in annoyance. He was bringing up things that were not related to the topic at all and had no sense at all!

After sending Peng Peng away, Zifeng's sister nodded and confirmed Peng Peng's statement: "I also saw it on Douyin. I thought it was really good, so I learned it... But I can't sing as well as Brother Bufan, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, you've already sung very well. It's just that your breath isn't stable enough in the chorus, and the transitions could be smoother." Lin Bufan stroked his chin and thought for a moment. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he said solemnly, "How about this, come to my room tonight and I'll teach you myself!"

Everyone:...

Good man, even Sima Zhao can’t be as blatant as you!

Teacher Huang also displayed skills that were not in line with his age. He quickly stepped between Lin Bufan and Zifeng and said with a stern face, "Alright, alright, we can talk about this later. Now let's watch the next performance! Peng Peng, hurry up!"

Peng Peng immediately stood up, rubbing his hands together, and said excitedly, "Then I'll show you 'Last Dance'! I've been practicing this for a long time!"

After saying that, Peng Peng ran into the house happily. After a while, he was seen holding an electric fan in his left hand, a microphone in his right hand, and a colorful silk scarf hanging around his neck. He looked like he had just been hit by a truck.

"Ahem—" Peng Peng cleared his throat, turned the electric fan to the highest speed and aimed it at himself. The silk scarf danced wildly in the wind, like a ribbon in the wind.

"So close your eyes for a while~" Peng Peng sang out of tune as he opened his mouth, his voice rising and falling, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

If sister Zifeng has sincere emotions but slightly lacks skills, then Pengpeng has no skills and is all emotion!

When it was Sang Biao's turn, this bastard actually took out his cell phone and played "Wild Wolf Disco", then twisted his chubby butt to the rhythm. His enchanting dance made everyone laugh.

However, Lin Bufan felt that if this thing were to be broadcast, it would definitely have to be censored in the later stages. It would be too damn eye-catching!

In order to prevent sister Zifeng's eyes from being hurt, Lin Bufan was very considerate and covered them!

After Sang Biao finished his performance, Lin Bufan called him to his side and gave him another ideological education lesson!

"You bastard, can you put on some clothes? At least wear some shorts! Can you pay attention to the impact?"

"I'm a dog! Have you ever seen a dog wearing clothes every day?"

"Then be careful not to expose your private parts. Do you know that this is very eye-catching?"

"Tsk—being so pretentious!"

"I'm sorry——"

……

When Lin Bufan was teaching Sang Biao a lesson, Teacher Huang sang "Rapeseed Flowers" and Teacher He performed his most classic song "Gardenia Blossoms".

When it was Song Qian's turn, seeing that she was about to sing, Lin Bufan quickly ended his ideological education of Sang Biao and spoke to stop her, saying, "There are too many people singing. Miss Song is so versatile, why not try some other talents? That will help to increase your score!"

Teacher He's expression immediately became strange: "Afan, do you want to see dancing?"

Yang Mi continued with a playful expression: "And it's best to dance in black stockings~"

"How do you know--" Lin Bufan was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized that it must be that bastard Sang Biao who had slandered him again at some point!

When Lin Bufan wanted to settle the score with Sang Biao, he found that the bastard Sang Biao had quietly slipped to the door without him noticing.

Seeing Lin Bufan rolling up his sleeves and pretending to chase him, Sang Biao ran away and disappeared outside the door in a flash!

In the end, Lin Bufan did not chase out because he was held tightly by Teacher He!

"Afan, Afan, don't be impatient. Let's finish watching the performance first!" Teacher He grabbed Lin Bufan's arm tightly, turned around and winked at Song Qian: "Qianqian, start your performance quickly!"

Song Qian covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled softly, then walked to the center of the yard with ease: "Since Mr. Lin wants to see me dancing, then I will perform my tricks. But first, I didn't bring any black stockings, so I'll dance in this outfit."

Yang Mi cheered from the side, "Wow, are you already trying to curry favor with the new boss?"

"Of course not!" Song Qian winked at Lin Bufan. "You'll be my boss from now on. If you don't seize the opportunity to show your worth now, when will you?"

As the music started, Song Qian swayed her waist to the beat. Although she didn't have stage costumes, her skills as a professional girl group member were fully revealed. Each wave was perfectly timed, the timing so precise that it was impossible not to follow the rhythm.

Peng Peng's eyes widened: "Oh my God, no wonder the master likes to watch this, who wouldn't be confused?"

Song Qian ended her performance with a beautiful ending pose, and the crowd applauded enthusiastically. She walked over to Lin Bufan, panting slightly, and saluted playfully, "Boss, are you satisfied?"

Lin Bufan touched his chin pretentiously and commented: "Well, overall it's good, but the clothes are not professional enough. When you report to the company later, remember to wear black stockings and high heels. Remember, your image represents the image of our company to a certain extent, so you must always pay attention to it!"

Song Qian pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Boss, is our company's image the black stockings and high heels?"

"That's not the case, it's mainly because I like to watch it!"

"Puff—Ahahahahaha—" Everyone burst into laughter again, and the yard was filled with a happy atmosphere. Only Sang Biao hid in the bushes in the distance, his dog eyes vigilantly observing the situation, ready to slip away at any time.

When it was Yang Mi's turn, she looked around and suddenly smiled slyly: "I need someone to cooperate with the performance, is there anyone willing?"

Having said that, Yang Mi's gaze fell directly on Zheng Yu: "Yu Yu, I wonder if you dare to cooperate with me?"

Zheng Yan was provoked by this and immediately straightened his back: "What's there to be afraid of!"

"Thank you in advance for your cooperation, Minmin." Seeing Zheng Min fall for her trick, Yang Mi smiled even brighter, and then began to introduce the next performance to everyone: "My next performance, I believe everyone has seen it on TV or in real life, that is the flying knife stunt!

It's one of those stunts where one person stands in front of a wooden board and another person throws knives at them, and the knives stick precisely into the boards around their body."

Hearing this, Zheng Yan's face instantly turned ugly and he swallowed unconsciously.

Seeing this, Yang Mi felt that this was not enough, so she added: "But simply throwing knives is too simple, not difficult at all. In order to bring you a more exciting performance, I decided to challenge myself - throwing knives blindfolded!"

"Wow! Blindfolded flying knife? This is too powerful!" Peng Peng was the first to exclaim, his eyes wide open.

Just as everyone was lamenting Yang Mi's hidden talents, Teacher He suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked tentatively, "Mi Mi, when did you learn the knife-throwing stunt? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Yang Mi shook her hair proudly: "I just learned it, and today is my first performance."

"What?!" Zheng Yan's face turned even uglier, and he immediately regretted his decision: "I quit! Are you using me as a sitting duck?"

Yang Mi pretended to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, Minmin, I have great confidence in myself and I will never hurt you!"

"I believed your lies!" Zheng Yan glared angrily. "You dare to blindfold yourself on your first performance? Do you think I'm a fool? I think you're just taking this opportunity to trick me. Anyway, no matter what you say, I won't be your experimental subject. Forget it!"

Yang Mi curled her lips and said teasingly, "I didn't expect you to be so timid, Minmin. Since you don't want to, I can only find someone else!"

After saying that, Yang Mi looked around, her eyes sweeping across everyone's faces.

However, no one gave Yang Mi any face at all. When they met Yang Mi's gaze, some people shook their heads frantically, while others pretended to look elsewhere and not meet Yang Mi's gaze.

Obviously, no one has confidence in Yang Mi.

Of course, even if these people were willing, Yang Mi would not agree. She didn't want to be arrested for intentional homicide!

After turning around, Yang Mi's eyes finally landed on Lin Bufan, and a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Xiaodi Lin~"

From the moment Yang Mi mentioned performing knife-flying stunts, Lin Bufan knew what Yang Mi was planning, because they had played this game before.

At that time, Yang Mi said, you stand in front of the target, I will close my eyes and throw knives at you. As long as you can survive ten hits, I will be your girlfriend!

Then Yang Mi learned the skill of throwing knife!

However, her knife-throwing skills can only make Lin Bufan a special guest!

Although he knew he couldn't refuse, Lin Bufan still tried to persuade her, "Sister Mi, I think it's okay to let Sang Biao perform with you!"

However, Yang Mi did not give Lin Bufan a chance to refuse: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Seeing this, Lin Bufan had no choice but to stand up!

"Brother Bufan, don't go!" Sister Zifeng grabbed the corner of Lin Bufan's clothes, her face pale.

Teacher He also hurriedly tried to dissuade her: "Mimi, this is not a joke. What if you make a mistake?"

Teacher Huang also spoke out to stop her: "Student Yang Mi, this joke is a bit too much!"

Yang Mi curled her lips: "Why are you so nervous? I have confidence in my skills!"

The production staff also felt that this was too dangerous, so they said, "Well... we don't have any throwing knives here, we only have Mr. Huang's kitchen knife. How about we wait until next time and get it ready..."

Before the staff member of the program could finish speaking, Yang Mi interrupted him directly: "No problem, a kitchen knife is also a knife, it's all the same!"

After hearing this, everyone felt that Yang Mi was even more unreliable and not professional at all!

However, Yang Mi did not give everyone a chance to refuse. While instructing the program staff to put the wooden board against the wall, she ran to the kitchen and took out Teacher Huang's various types of kitchen knives!