To Protect Newbies, Send Cannonballs To The Principal On Teacher’s Day

"Anchor, stop shopping and go interview Brother Dou!"

"Brother Dou! Brother Dou! Brother Dou!"

"Master, stop chanting the curse."

The barrage in the live broadcast room kept talking about Pan Dou.

However, Zhao Xinyi always pretended not to notice. She is a serious reporter and will not follow online public opinion like other Internet celebrities.

Her interview task today is to introduce the entire Yucai Primary School.

Pan Dou was just an accident.

Not the subject.

Now, she will officially start today's interview task.

As for little Pan Dou...goodbye, never see you again!

She gritted her teeth and hated herself for not being able to think of interviewing him at that time.

Leading to such embarrassment now.

Become a joke to your peers.

sad! !

"Hey~Why is the flag-raising platform so busy!?"

While she was thinking about things in confusion, the principal glanced at the flag-raising platform and was suddenly stunned.

I saw a scattered circle of people surrounding the flag-raising platform.

There are children and adults alike.

"Is something going to happen?"

He was worried that his grand plan had not yet been implemented, for fear of encountering an accident midway.

"Go and see!"

Thinking this, he walked over quickly with a little anxiety.

Zhao Xinyi was stunned for a moment and looked up at the flag-raising platform.

His face became slightly unnatural.

That was the school's flag-raising platform and her execution platform.

She had just been stabbed to death by a child at the flag-raising platform in front of the entire audience.

It became a joke across the internet.

It hurts to think about it.

To be honest, she really didn't want to go there.

But looking at the principal's retreating figure, she could only bite the bullet and follow quickly.

"Nowadays, children's play is so advanced that they actually pray for rain on the flag-raising platform."

"Don't tell me, it's quite impressive."

"So cute."

"Dad, I want to play too."

The adults and children who were watching looked at Pan Dou and the three people on the flag-raising platform, whispering to each other, and their eyes were full of interest.

"It turned out to be children playing house. I was shocked."

When the principal saw this scene, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Pan, Pan Dou! ?

Zhao Xinyi, who was following closely behind, suddenly widened her eyes.

It’s not that enemies don’t get together.

Damn, I met this naughty kid again.

Isn't it because of fate?

She trembled in her heart and almost dropped the phone and turned around to leave.

Simply, years of learning to deal with stress allowed her to calm down.

Only then did I realize that Pan Dou was playing house with two children.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

If I record Pan Dou playing house, wouldn't he become one of his black materials in the future?

And it's HD.

He can take the opportunity to take revenge.

Expose bad breath.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile sinisterly.

I happened to be photographed by the photographer.

"Damn it, my Xinyi has turned black."

"I already guessed what she was going to do."

"Brother Dou, won't another famous scene happen?"

"Brother Dou is so miserable. He was so focused on playing the game that he didn't even notice the danger coming."

"It's normal for children to play house, what's the matter?"

"Do you want to look through your previous QQ space before talking?"

"It feels normal now, but looking back in the future I might be so embarrassed that I dug out three bedrooms and one living room from the ground."

The audience in the live broadcast room sympathized with Pan Dou, but in fact they were looking forward to seeing Pan Dou embarrassed.

They are netizens who only care about having fun and do not take sides.

They laugh at whoever is in trouble.

The main thing is fairness.

"Principal, let's take pictures of the students' childishness."

"Yes, children are the future of our country, and they need more attention."

Upon hearing Zhao Xinyi's request, the principal smiled and stepped forward to clear the way.

The childishness of the students on campus is also a major attraction of the school, which can resonate with netizens and in turn arouse higher attention.

This was exactly what he wanted.

"What you see now is a group of primary school students playing house, and judging from the situation, they are praying for rain... It should be imitating the rain praying ceremony in the mythical TV show."

"I have to say that today's children are very innovative."

"Like ours back then, the house could only play simple games such as rag dolls and police catching thieves."

"And these three children in front of me are actually praying for rain."

Zhao Xinyi smiled and held up the microphone to introduce Pan Dou and their games.

"Tsk, tsk, isn't the one hanging on the altar my rain god?"

"Haha, there's nothing wrong with asking the Rain God to pray for rain. I'm a professional."

"Brother Dou has quite a wide range of interests."

"Uncles born in the 2000s mistakenly entered the high-end game born in the 10s."

"Damn it, am I already an uncle after 2000?"

"One thing to say is that the Bagua drawn by Brother Dou is very standard. Most people really can't draw it."

"Drawing Bagua, setting up altars, hanging statues of gods... it's just a standard rain praying ceremony on TV."

The audience in the live broadcast room enthusiastically discussed the rain praying ceremony of Pan Dou and the others.

It looks stylish, quite similar to that.

"No one is allowed to come near!!"

When Zhao Xinyi was about to get closer to take the photo, Liu Tiezhu had a serious face and stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Well……"

Zhao Xinyi's smile froze. Sure enough, the kid who could play with Pan Dou was not a serious kid.

"Hey!!"

At this time, Pan Dou stood up suddenly and pressed the light button on the hilt of the sword. The cylindrical blade suddenly lit up and turned into a lightsaber.

He looked serious and muttered something:

"Qian Jingyao shines on the east side of the jade pond, and the powerful sage of the alliance orders Qingtong.

Thousands of miles of fire were thrown and the palace was shaken, and the rain cavalry quickly came to Taimeng.

…

Thunder and lightning spit poison to drive away the five dragons, and the four clouds are full of gloomy figures.

With the sound of the sound, the whole world turned into darkness, and the rivers where the rain burst flooded.

Taishang Laojun, you are as urgent as the law! ! "

When he chanted this spell, the people around him were stunned.

And the spell! ?

So professional?

"Damn it, what did Brother Dou mean? Can anyone explain it professionally?"

"I am a student of the Taoist Academy, and what Brother Dou is reciting is the "Mu Lang Rain Prayer Mantra" written by Bai Yuchan, one of the Five Southern Patriarchs!"

"Now, this is called professionalism."

"Brother Dou, are you serious!?"

"Children today are so scary, playing house so professionally."

"I cried. Playing house is no better than others."

The audience in the live broadcast room were amazed when they saw Pan Dou reciting a lot of Taoist mantras.

Not to mention anything else, just recite this rain-praying mantra.

Pan Dou can already be called a professional.

"Photograph it, photograph it..."

Zhao Xinyi was very excited and asked the photographer to focus the camera on Pan Dou, for fear of missing any detail.

The photographer rolled his eyes. Are you so excited?

Compared with being stabbed to death by a primary school student, playing house is nothing more than a child's joke.

For adults, it’s two-dimensional cosplay.

Nothing to be surprised about.

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