Zuo Lian Porcelain thought: It's coming, it's finally here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I knew that he wouldn't just give them a chance to see the best of the best.

"I'll ask the driver to take you to a crowded plaza later. You'll have to perform to earn your accommodation for tonight. ”

After Diego finished speaking, he reached out and took off the hair ornament on her head: "This is confiscated first!"

She looked at Tang Song with a helpless expression: "Group master, can you still take care of your wife?"

"Ahem, my wife is in charge. ”

Ouch hey, this sugar is too sweet, I eat too much and have a toothache. Zuo Lian porcelain covered his cheeks and got into the car.

Strange country, strange city, strange street corner.

The three of them stood awkwardly in the middle of the square. You look at me, I look at you.

"Now, what should we do?" Du Xingyu looked at Zuo Lian Porcelain with a blank eye.

There is a large fountain in the center of the square, and around the fountain are people in twos and threes, some holding coffee and watching the sky, some chatting with their companions, and some doing nothing at all, looking blankly ahead.

There are also a few street performers who play guitars and sing in a low or high-pitched voice, and passers-by stop to listen for a while before throwing a few coins before leaving.

"Xingyu, will you have a trick like smashing a boulder in your chest?" asked Zuo Lian Porcelain Youyou.

Du Xingyu hurriedly shook his hand: "How can I have such a bullish stunt!"

"What about smashing red bricks with your head?"

Du Xingyu: ......

"Where's the rebar in the throat?"

Du Xingyu: ......

Zuo Lian pouted: "Why don't you know anything?"

Du Xingyu said angrily: "That's really sorry!" "Please look at the few you said, but they are all street performers' housekeeping skills, and they must have been passed down from generation to generation, and the ancestors of the Lun family have not done this business well!"

Zuo Lian Porcelain and Yan Zhuang laughed dumbly, and Yan Zhuang grimaced at him: "Is it good to tease you!"

"It's not all," Zuo Lianci smiled slightly: "We're really going to be a showman." ”

It's very pitiful to have no place to live! It's sad to think about living on the streets of a strange country......

Zuo Lian felt that she had drifted away from the identity of a noble girl. It is estimated that after the completion of this training, I should be able to be reborn and completely abandon the reserve of a noble girl, I feel ...... It's cruel!

"Then the main force of this performance is Yan Zhuang, Chinese kung fu, don't foreigners like it very much. Zuo Lian touched Yan Zhuang's bald head: "I'm going to work hard for you." ”

"Hehe, if you really live on the streets, I can also make money to support you. Yan Zhuang said to her like a little adult. Du Xingyu suddenly envied this pure relationship between them, not a brother and sister are better than a brother and sister.

"So what can I do?"

"Of course, it's a trust. You pretend to be a bad guy to provoke me, and then I beat me down, so that it can be enjoyable!"

Zuo Lianci smiled slightly: "That's it, Xingyu, seriously, you look quite smart on the outside, and sometimes you should use your brain." ”

Du Xingyu was at a loss, this baby walks the rivers and lakes, relying on luck, and using his brains, let's leave it to you ordinary people!

Without any tools in his hand, Zuo Lian looked around at the potted plants around him, and finally found the right size of leaves.

At least we have to attract everyone first, and if you don't have a musical instrument to take advantage of, you can only use blades.

Blowing music with leaves, it was Emperor Chengguang who taught her by hand. A leaf, slightly rolled up, is held in the mouth, and with just a slight breath, it makes a wonderful sound.

"Sister porcelain, what are you doing picking leaves?"

"You'll find out later. ”

Zuo Lianci found a relatively quiet position and asked Yan Zhuang to stand beside her, "I'll play the tune later, and you'll start performing." ”

"I don't think it's handsome at all empty-handed, I want weapons!"

Zuo Lianci glanced around, and not far away there was a "performance artist" who was performing masochism, holding a nunchuck in his hand, waving his head full of bags, Zuo Lianci asked Yan Zhuang: "Is that okay?"

"Nunchucks, my strength!" Yan Zhuang said excitedly.

She walked over with Yan Zhuang and asked the other party in Italian, "Sir, can you take the nunchuck?"

The other person looked at her: "Are you going to play this? Are you kidding?"

Zuo Lian pointed at Yan Zhuang and said with a smile: "He will!"

"Really?" the man suspiciously handed his nunchucks to Yan Zhuang.

Yan Zhuang took the nunchuck, and with a casual swing, the nunchuck was vigorous, with a fierce aura, and it hit back and forth in the air and returned to his hand. I saw that the foreigner's eyes were straight.

"It's amazing!" the foreigner exclaimed, and he wanted to apprentice on the spot. Zuo Lianci explained to him their current situation, of course, he made up a "white lie", and the foreigner was willing to lend them the nunchuck, and told them that his name was "Fabio".

Mr. Fabio, as Yan Zhuang's first fan sister, has certainly occupied the best viewing position.

Zuo Lian picked up an empty box and put it in front of him. Reach out and ask for money, forget it.

He saw Zuo Lian Porcelain put a leaf in his mouth, and then let out a melodious song.

The foreigner's whole person was petrified in place, "It's amazing! It's amazing! Mysterious music from the East!"

The music of the leaves can be so penetrating, and many people around looked for it, and saw a little boy performing nunchucks, and gathered together.

Yan Zhuang and Zuo Lian porcelain cooperate tacitly, listening to his songs, playing more energetically. Every move and style is extremely cool. The crowd clapped their hands. But no one gave money.

It's a lie to say you don't mind......

Zuo Lian porcelain stopped blowing the song, but he was really embarrassed to ask for money, and he stopped talking a few times. Du Xingyu watched outside for a long time, saw that no one lost money, and saw that she wanted to talk and stopped, and at first glance, she couldn't pull down the meeting. His face was full of black lines, and it would be nice if he had a coin to be a leader at this time! Unfortunately, he didn't even have half a coin.

So his heart was crossed, and he rushed out, wanting to throw the stone into it as a coin to set an example.

Yan Zhuang saw Du Xingyu rushing over, thinking that he was ready to start playing the bad guy.

But Du Xingyu didn't say the lines that the bad guys should say! Yan Zhuang did a front flip and flipped in front of Du Xingyu, and the nunchuck spun and spun in the air before returning to his hand, "Huh!" Yan Zhuang's nunchuck hit Du Xingyu's back, although he didn't use much force, but the defenseless Du Xingyu was still beaten to the ground.

Yan Zhuang and Zuo Lian's porcelain faces are green, this is too weak!

Du Xingyu got up from the ground, and Yan Zhuang glanced at him and asked him to cooperate. (To be continued.) )