When he opened his eyes, Zhao Xi, who was always said to be a useless emperor, had traveled through time!
Open your eyes again, huh? Why is the accompanying young eunuch also wearing one?
When I opened my eyes again, why did everyone travel through time?
Little eunuch: Your Majesty! The talent show next door said we have no culture!
Zhao Xi: Mr. Lu, bring your eight disciples to me!
Little eunuch: Your Majesty! The talent show next door said we were not domineering!
Zhao Xi: General Hang, can your soldiers still endure it?
Little eunuch: Your Majesty! The talent show next door said we have no new ideas!
Zhao Xi: Change of face! Peking Opera! Juggling! My chest is broken with rocks! It's your turn!
Zhao Xi folded his arms calmly: I am not short of people, I have 101 talented people waiting in line.
Suddenly, the back of Zhao Xi's neck was strangled by fate, and Amul whispered in his ear: Little emperor, how many people do you think you have?
1. Calm on the outside, sultry on the inside, heartthrob Shou vs. Domineering, jealous, loyal dog from a foreign land.
2. In the world of talent shows, there are countless talent shows, and no one has a prototype.
3. All members have golden fingers, and the protagonist has huge golden fingers.
Concept: Everyone has their own shining point