"Ding! Microblog big V host, trigger option, please select the host as follows:


    Option 1: Dance panda Gymnastics in front of the public and fight back against the microblog big v. reward: 2 million RMB


    Option 2: ignore events and things outside the window. Reward: Ferrari.


    "Huh? Someone touched me? " Li Feng was a little surprised. "Isn''t it ma Guozhang again?"


    "No, Ma Guozhang was caught by the police. Now he''s probably locked in there. How can he have a chance to touch me?"


    "The host is a big host of microblog. The system has sorted out the context of the event for the host. Does the host accept it?"


    "Receive." Li Feng replied.


    The next second, Li Feng knew the whole story, which made Li Feng very unhappy.


    "Grandma is a bear. This son of a bitch is really hateful. He dares to attack and abuse my fans, and says that all kinds of things in the happy zoo are not good. Am I good to bully when I am a panda?" Li Feng said with an unhappy face.


    Now their own fans are being suppressed by the other side, nothing more than whether it will jump radio gymnastics, because there is no video proof, the other side will seize this point to suppress Xiaofeng fans.


    "Hum hum, my fans absolutely don''t allow anyone to bully. You don''t want to watch uncle Panda Dance Radio gymnastics. OK, if you''re not big enough, uncle panda will dance again." Li Feng snorted.


    "For our fans, we must fight to the end!"


    "System, I choose one."


    Li Feng made a decisive choice. Although Ferrari is tempting, it must fight for its fans.


    "Ding! Congratulations on the host''s successful choice. Please complete the content in the options. "


    "Ding! In order to cooperate with the host, the broadcast gymnastics music will be played later, and the host can safely and boldly dance panda gymnastics. "


    "OK, thanks for the system." Li Feng answered.


    "Lying slot, look, this microblog big V is attacking our Xiaofeng fans and Xiaofeng again. It''s really hateful."


    "Grass Mud Horse, this microblog big V and his fans are really hateful."


    "These bastards, it''s a pity that no one photographed the scene of Xiaofeng jumping radio gymnastics at that time, otherwise they would have swollen their faces."


    "Yes, if it weren''t for this, these bastards wouldn''t be so arrogant, and our Xiaofeng fans wouldn''t be so passive."


    "I really hope Xiaofeng does radio gymnastics again. I will take pictures and support our Xiaofeng fans."


    As soon as these words came out, the people present were silent and wanted Xiaofeng to do radio gymnastics again. It''s not easy.


    There are obstacles in the communication between humans and giant pandas. They don''t know how to speak panda language. Otherwise, they would have taken action long ago and wouldn''t let those bastards be arrogant.


    "Look, Xiaofeng, what are you doing?"


    With a cry of surprise, everyone looked at it one after another. At this time, Li Feng stood with his arms vertically placed at his waist.


    When everyone was wondering, the horn next to the bamboo forest sounded music, which made people''s eyes flash with surprise.


    The times are calling, one two three four, two two three four, three two three four


    With the beginning of the radio gymnastics music, Li Feng, who was originally standing still, began to move. Li Feng''s two claws began to stretch rhythmically and regularly, and he was still reading the beat.


    "One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."


    Li Feng''s arms began to open and close, then walked forward for two steps, and finally retreated for two steps to return to the origin. After completing a beat, it repeated another round with the radio gymnastics music.


    Li Feng''s two claws were on his hips, and then his round head twisted forward, backward, left and right very rhythmically. At the same time, his waist also twisted with the rhythm.


    Li Feng''s action at this time, coupled with his chubby body, is full of funny and lovely elements.


    The second stretch, one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four


    Li Feng listened to the music and began the second panda gymnastics. He saw his fleshy body rise and fall, and then his front paws stretched out and returned to his chest. A satisfied smile appeared on his fleshy face.


    "Oh!"


    The tourists who were wondering what Xiaofeng was going to do when he stood still suddenly saw the scene in front of them. Their eyes were as big as cow''s eyes and their mouths opened directly as if they could swallow a fist.


    They were still worried about attacking Xiaofeng fans and Xiaofeng because the microblog big V grabbed the problem of Xiaofeng jumping radio gymnastics. They hoped that Xiaofeng would jump radio gymnastics again.


    Unexpectedly, the next second, this wish came true. They opened their eyes and watched the small wind dancing radio gymnastics with the music rhythm. The action was quite standard, which made them very excited and reveled like a raging wave.


    "Lying trough!"


    "Lying trough!"


    "Lying trough!"


    The scene immediately became boiling and lively, and everyone was like beating chicken blood.


    "God, God bless, let Xiaofeng jump up the radio gymnastics again, Ollie!"


    "Isn''t it? It seems that even God is helping us. It shows that God can''t see those bastards."


    "Ha ha, the way Xiaofeng dances radio gymnastics is so cute. Wow, I really love it."


    "Ha ha, you see, Xiaofeng''s two meat legs and his meat belly jump up and shake. I''m really laughing to death."


    "Oh, I go, this breeze is too awesome. It made me laugh all morning, and it was a happy source," Xiao Feng. "It''s great."


    "Isn''t it? Xiaofeng is really a treasure panda. It brings us such a great surprise every time. God, I find that my life can''t live without Xiaofeng."


    "Yes, whether you have trouble or not, happy or not, as long as you see the breeze, the happiness will be passed on to you immediately."


    The scene became very lively. Everyone talked with you and I excitedly. They were as excited as beating chicken blood and cheered loudly towards the breeze.


    "Let''s take a picture of this scene and beat those bastards in the face."


    "Yes, you''re right. We must not spare those bastards on Weibo, Ollie!"


    The people who responded took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this scene. It is very necessary for those who stay in the memorial collection or face the big V of microblog.


    Li Feng watched these tourists take out their mobile phones to shoot it. He knew that the next counterattack and slapping each other didn''t need it at all. Relying on his own fans alone was enough to kill each other.


    "Hum hum, you''re still young to fight with Uncle panda!" Li Feng secretly said, and then focused on panda gymnastics.