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Chapter 405 Do you think we are freelancers?

Chapter 405 Do you think we are people who eat for nothing?

The piano sounded, the two sang and reunited, and then slowly looked at each other, as if there were only each other in their eyes...

Oh my god! So sweet.

Some CP fans felt that their heart could not hold on anymore, so they couldn't help but cover their hearts.

The song ends, fans shout:

"Together! Together!"

"Language CP, always locked!"

Some people shouted in their throats because they tried too hard.

After singing the second song, Tang Yuyi looked at Feng Yan, what does it mean to sing?

She can only sing these two old songs, and the new song seems to be kept confidential.

"The third song, Xiaoyi and I, will be brought to you..." Feng Yan took the initiative to take over the task of the broadcast, and the song was the name of the new song.

"Can you sing?" Tang Yuyi asked with her mouth.

Feng Yan nodded slightly.

"What kind of song is this? Is someone else's song? I don't remember this song on my brother's album."

"I don't know. According to the truth, my brother can't sing other people's songs. He has so many popular and good songs."

The conversation was buzzing.

The live broadcast room is also full of questions.

Just as everyone was asking questions, Feng Yan and Tang Yuyi had already started singing.

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

Oh my god! So nice.

Everyone looked intoxicated in the live broadcast room and the scene.

Even the barrage was released.

Feng Yan and Tang Yuyi sang five new songs in a row, and then, the director who was still unsatisfied with listening to it went up and said, "Okay, today's small concert ends here. Please pay attention to "Our Love" and also to Teacher Feng and Teacher Tang's new album. This ancient-style album will be released on the second day of "Our Love". I think everyone will buy it, right?"

"Buy!!!!" A deafening response.

[Buy!!!] The live broadcast room was also flooded with this word and endless exclamation marks.

"Okay, Teacher Feng and Teacher Tang will go on the next itinerary. Please leave in an orderly manner. Before leaving, please leave your tickets and give them as you wish." Director said.

Everyone stood there, watching Feng Yan and Tang Yuyi leave, and then walked out.

At the door, there was a box that looked like a donation box. Everyone was walking out while stuffing money in it.

All the stuffed red bills are stacked.

Some people envied in the live broadcast room:

【Oh my god! I want to stuff money too!】

[Envy the sisters on the scene.]

The staff was calm before, but in the end they couldn't calm down: "The box is full, don't stuff it, just leave."

He knew that this small box was not enough.

"What does it mean? Don't let us stuff money? We brought the money."

"What a broken show?! Who doesn't let someone pay?! After watching the concert, we naturally have to pay for the ticket."

"Do you think we are people who eat for nothing?"

"Brother and my husband are having a public concert. Who do you look down on with such a small box to hold the money?"

【What's wrong with inexplicably finding it funny?】

[Sisters who can't even spend money, we sympathize with you.]

The staff were speechless when they were criticized. There was only such a box in the mall, which was usually used for lottery draws, so they could only borrow such a box. What can they do?

"Brother, do you have WeChat? We'll scan it for you on WeChat." Someone suggested.

"I'm so upset that I don't have much cash in my wallet, so I can't take it." Someone agreed.

Just when the guy was in a dilemma, Feng Yan's voice came from the radio: "Please leave in an orderly manner. If you can't hold the box, you don't have to invest. Thank you for sponsoring the love fund for us today. We will see you next time. Now, please don't stay and leave in an orderly manner."
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