I got the mental image of a young man yelling this in a plaza, his arms outstretched in Ouendan fashion, only to proceed to perform nyan nyan nyan ni hao nyan.
It's awful inside my head. Old people are pointing at him and laughing quietly. A kid is asking his mom "Why is that mister crazy in the head".
Poor guy, he's sweating now, and you can feel that his initial enthusiasm is gone. But he's still going at it.
Can't look away...