Entertainment Circle’s Mascot
Entertainment Circle’s Mascot: Chapter 17
After singing the song “We Are the Successors of Communism”, he looked confidently at the live broadcast room and said, “How was it, pleasant to hear right?”

[Pleasant to hear… pff haha haha…]

[This is the first time I’ve heard this song sung so emotionally. Ah ha ha ha…]

[Damn. In addition to school, Spring Festival Gala, and some special programs, this is the first time I’ve heard a star sing this song 333]

[The wall won’t obey you, Little Monk! Let me laugh again. Ha ha ha ha…]

[Little Monk is really my little pistachio 666.]

[Love you, Finger hearts 3333]

[Simply bursting with meng ah ah ah…]

[Giving you all the hearts, take it!]

[In my conscience, he has sung very vigorously, and also very impressive. But… I just want to laugh. I can’t stop laughing haha haha]

[Mama asked me why I’m watching the live stream on my knees 3333]


It’s hard to tell whether they were saying that he sang well or badly. He turned his head and looked at his seniors, only to see that they were all trying to suppress their laughter.

“Am I… not good at singing?” Lian Qing asked diffidently.

The male lead Brother Cheng quickly replied, “No, no, no, very good, really!”

Lian Qing finally regained his confidence: “Right, I was the lead singer in my class when I was in primary school.” In the first year of primary school, the teacher said that he must have learned to sing sutras when he was a monk, so he was asked to be the lead singer.

Brother Cheng smiled and said, “But it’s not suitable to sing such a grand song here. Why don’t you change it?”

Lian Qing thought in distress and looked at the live room again. Seeing that the fans wanted him to sing again, he cleared his throat again and said, “The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky participate in the Big Dipper. Hey!…”

“Pff hahaha……”

“No, I can’t help it. Ha ha ha…”

“Little Monk, you are poisonous. Ha ha ha, hehehe…..”


In the midst of laughter, the door was opened. As the director walked in, he asked, “I just heard someone singing… Alas, what’s the matter with you? Why are you laughing like crazy?”

He looked at the only normal person, Lian Qing, and asked, “Little Monk, what’s the matter with them?”

Lian Qing, who was interrupted by the crazy laughter of his friends after just two sentences of singing, looked up at him blankly and shook his head: “I don’t know.”

“All right, stop laughing, wash your hands, and prepare to come out for dinner.” The director pushed several people who laughed into a ball and said to Lian Qing, “Little Monk, make an end to this live broadcast, and then prepare to come out for dinner. Today’s rice has braised pork, I can’t eat it, do you want it?”

Lian Qing responded in seconds: “Yes.”

The director made an “ok” gesture: “Then I’ll put it in your lunch box. Hurry up and come out to eat, ah! Otherwise, the meal will be cold.”

“OK.” Lian Qing smiled brilliantly at the director, watched him go out, and looked at the mobile phone.

[Immersed in the hero song, how can I break out of it 3333]

[F*ck, the Little Monk, is poisonous ah! Ha ha ha…]

[I seem to hear Brother Cheng laughing in HEHEHE 23333]

[No, I can’t stop laughing!]

[Communist songs and hero songs are pulling my soul back and forth # laughing cry #]

[Like those on the scene, I can’t stop laughing until now. My mother knocked on my door. How can I break out of it!]

[Laughing into a sand sculpture hehehehe……]

[Director: What are they laughing at? Little Monk innocently: I don’t know. Bahahaha]

[As soon as the Little Monk heard the extra meat, his eyes lit up 333]

[How lovely! I really want to raise such a little monk!]

[I feel that the Little Monk is the favorite of the crew. Is he their *pistachio nut?]

*pistachio nuts refers to an amusing person

[Monks who can sing communist songs and hero songs, ha ha ha…]

[No, I’m going insane with laughter 3333]


The Little Monk who was in a hurry to eat didn’t want to know what everyone was laughing at. He looked at the laughing seniors around him in a daze. Seeing that they didn’t seem to be able to answer his question, he directly asked the audience in the live broadcast room, “Everyone, how can I end the live broadcast?”

[This question is very deep 333]

[This is probably the first anchor in history who asked the audience how to end the live broadcast. Ha ha ha…]

[After watching Little Monk’s live broadcast, I can laugh for a whole week. Ha ha ha…]

[Hehehehe… please open the live broadcast if you have nothing to do later 333]

[Sure enough, it’s the unskilled Little Monk hhh]

[The Little Monk just looked at the people nearby and thought of asking them for help. However, everyone hasn’t finished laughing Ha ha ha]

[I haven’t finished laughing. I can’t stop at all. Hehehe 333]

[Just sing a parting song, Little Monk 333]

[Yes, sing a farewell song.]

[This is good, Little Monk sing one ba!]


“Is it all right after singing?” Lian Qing was skeptical. Why was it that he remembered that Zhao Chengyi didn’t sing a farewell song last time when he broadcast live?

Lian Qing always felt that he might have been deceived, so he asked several friends who had already suppressed their laughter for help: “Netizens said that I should sing farewell songs to end the broadcast, is that right?”

His three companions nodded in a neat and uniform manner, very assuredly.

It seems that netizens were not fooling him…

A farewell song… Lian Qing could only remember the song he learned in music class in primary school.

He coughed softly and said, “Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green…”

“Pff hahaha……”

“Ha ha ha……”

“Hehehe… No, I have a stomach ache. Hehehehe..”

A few people laughed and Lian Qing could not understand. He was deceived. He looked at his friends with a wronged expression and complained, “You lied to me!”

In response, he was greeted with a more frightening howl of laughter. Even the heroine, the beautiful flower, laughed without image.

Lian Qing looked at the screen again, only to see the full screen of “hehehe……” “hahaha……”

He pursed his lips and humped, put the mobile phone into the hands of Brother Cheng, who was still laughing wildly and turned to go out.

Brother Cheng held back his laugh and tried to shout out a sentence: “Don’t go. I have chicken legs in my lunch box at noon. I’ll give it to you!”

Lian Qing paused, turned around and walked back in a huff, glared, and asked, “Really?”

“Really!” Brother Cheng blushed, trembling, and put the mobile phone into Lian Qing’s hand, smiling and coaxing the child: “Everyone has no malice, we just think your singing is cute. Come on, say goodbye to everyone.”

When the other party gave the chicken leg to him, Lian Qing happily took the phone and looked at the screen.

[Ah ah, don’t go, Little Monk. I like you ah ah]

[It’s over, he’s pissed off 333]

[Brother Cheng likes to spoil the Little Monk. It’s like my brother coaxing my son 3333]

[Strange Uncle Cheng Ha ha ha…]

[What if the child is angry? Don’t worry, just give him a chicken leg 3333]

[To be honest, the Little Monk sings very well. Especially ‘outside the pavilion’, the song has a faint sadness when it started.]

[I really want to hear it out…]

[Unfortunately, everyone couldn’t resist laughing 3333]

[Little Monk, I like you. Jia you!]

[I like you too, Little Monk]

[Confess, don’t be angry, stroking face 333]

[Excuse me do I line up to confess to the Little Monk? Or just confess directly?]

[I also want to confess to the Little Monk. May I ask what procedure I should take?]


The second half of the screen was full of fancy confessions, which made Lian Qing feel a little shy and warm.

He stammered and explained: “I was just… I was not angry… I was too hungry… I was in a hurry to eat… I took the opportunity to run away.” He just pretended to be angry and wanted to run out to eat quickly.

On the screen, everyone laughed and comforted him and told him to go to dinner quickly. Lian Qing did not procrastinate, but said directly, “I hope you will continue to support “Supernatural Records” and the actors, thank you. Goodbye.”

After turning off the live broadcast, Lian Qing ate a boxed lunch with braised pork and chicken legs at noon as he wished.

From that day on, he officially became the group’s favorite. From directors and actors to crew members. The big guys liked to tease him when they had nothing to do.

The common group favorite incident had made the atmosphere of the whole cast unprecedentedly good, and the work had been much smoother.

In a flash, it was another three days. This week’s episode was finished, but Lian Qing was stopped by Brother Cheng before leaving the show.

Brother Cheng said, “Little Monk, do you have time tomorrow? If so, how about recording “Happy Weekend” and promoting our show together?”

Lian Qing didn’t answer immediately, but said, “Let me ask my agent. She arranges all my work.”

After that, he took out his mobile phone and called Sister Cheng and asked directly: “Sister Cheng, can I go to record “Happy Weekend” with Brother Cheng tomorrow?”

Sister Cheng replied decisively, “Yes! I will arrange it for you now.”

“OK.” Lian Qing replied to Brother Cheng. After that, he asked, “What is “Happy Weekend”?”

Brother Cheng: “……”

He said helplessly, “It’s a domestic old-style variety show, which mainly allows guests to interact with the host, play some games, etc., and make the audience laugh.”

“Do you win a prize in the game?” Lian Qing remembered the small gold medal he helped Sister Sha win. Sister Sha said at that time that she would share half of the money with him but he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

“Yes.” Brother Cheng said uncertainly.

The Little Monk’s eyes lit up fervently.


The song is {Heroes’ Song by Liu Huan} here’s the link to the one with English subs and the one for the live performance. Just imagining the Little Monk singing this and I can completely understand why everyone reacted like that LMAO.

The farewell song is [送别] and the literal translation is ‘Song of Farewell‘ written by Li Shutong. 


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