Chapter Fifty-Eight: Short Fellow
Not only Ye Gu reacted violently, but the onlookers were even more frightened in their eyes, revealing a look of horror, and they all staggered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Especially the three young people who bore the brunt of the attack fell to the ground with exaggerated faces, eager to foam at the mouth.
"Stop, stop!"
The young man was like seeing a ghost, he got up from the ground with a pompous face, and stared at the short guy fiercely, "Mentally retarded, you stop me, there are old ladies and old men here, do you want to scare others out of illness, or do you want to do something?" ”
At the same time, a young woman was holding a two-year-old child in her arms, and the child cried in fright under the influence of this terrifying song.
For a while, except for the three young people at the head, the rest of the onlookers also spoke out to condemn the short guy, showing a look of disgust.
Seeing that there was a mess around him, and everyone was glaring at him, the short guy stopped with confusion in his eyes.
In the face of everyone's condemnation and insults, he was silent, and his eyes flashed with sadness, grief, and pain.
Eventually, all emotions ignited into sparks that tumbled violently.
The short man closed his eyes in pain, his hands clenched into fists, and it was obvious that his mood was very intense.
At this time, the young man with a mocking face shouted at the onlookers and asked, "Guys, what do you think of this mentally handicapped child's good song?" ”
No one answered him, but everyone shook their heads, and many others looked at the mentally deficient short man with disgust.
"Did you see that?" The young man sneered and said to the short guy: "No one agrees with you, and the song you sing is simply an insult to our personality." ”
After saying that, he walked two steps forward, walked to the guitar box where the singing guy put money, and grabbed a handful of money as soon as he scooped it up.
"Wow, where did this retarded get so much money? This box of money is estimated to be tens of thousands of yuan, right? ”
The eyes of the young man flashed with obscure greed, and the money he grabbed casually was about a few hundred yuan, all of which were ten, twenty, and fifty yuan of loose money, and there was not a hundred-yuan bill, but a box full of money, which was really a lot.
Seeing that others were taking his money, the short guy's eyes were flustered, and he was about to cry nervously, and said in a broken voice: "You, don't take my money, my money, that's my money." ”
Hanging Erlang said disdainfully: "Do you think we are listening to you singing here in vain?" Your singing is so ugly, it affects the appearance of the city here, and this is a compensation for our mental damage. ”
After speaking, he encouraged everyone around him: "Everyone, come and get some mental damage." ”
Someone took the lead in taking the money, and the eyes of the onlookers were suddenly a little mysterious.
There is a good saying, the law does not blame the public, the big truck carrying things overturned, cheap dishes fell on the road are robbed, and now someone takes the lead in "picking up" the money, everyone suddenly flutters, some greedy.
Anyway, if they don't take it for nothing, even if they want to spit out the money in the end, they won't suffer.
The price of bullying a fool is too low, and there is no police officer who would arrest a large group of people like them for a fool.
What if no one pursues it? Isn't that picking up money on the street and making a windfall?
Look at the guitar box again, it is full of a big box of money, although 100 yuan bills are rare, but ten, twenty, and fifty yuan abound, and a box is estimated to be tens of thousands.
There is so much money, and I don't know whether the fool stole it, cheated it, or robbed it, anyway, it is definitely not earned through legitimate means, and no one will give him money for his singing voice.
Since it was not the money that came through the right way, and it was a fool's money, some people took the lead in taking his money, and the onlookers suddenly stopped hesitating, and came up with a red face to get the "mental damage fee".
For a while, except for a few middle-aged men who were unwilling to bully fools, the rest of the grocery shopping aunts, old ladies who walked and exercised, old grandfathers who were just about to touch porcelain and ran a few crooked steps, deserted and came to watch, as well as young men and big girls, all of whom pushed me and rubbed them, and they surrounded them in fear of being too late, and grabbed them one by one.
Seeing that his money was about to be robbed, even if the short guy was mentally deficient, he knew that he was in a hurry, his face was flushed with excitement, and he said, "I don't sing anymore, you give me back the money, I want to leave." ”
"Are you embarrassed to go back this money? This is what you paid us. The young man said disdainfully: "Also, it's hard to say how you got this money, do you think you sing like this, who will give you money?" ”
"But, that was originally my money, I earned it by singing." The short man retorted with a red face.
Before he finished speaking, the young man had already sneered and said, "You were mentally retarded and begged back!" ”
The short guy said angrily: "No, I am not a beggar, I am not a beggar, I have dignity." ”
"Poof, what a cute fool, you're the cutest fool I've ever met in my life." Hanging Erlang couldn't help but sneer when the young man said: "Then tell me, where did you get this money?" That stupid wrongdoer gave you the money? Just because of your garbage, who will reward you? ”
The short guy was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and said excitedly: "This, this is not only my money, but also my friends, the money that the members of our dream band put together together, we want to have a concert, this is the money for our concert." Please, give me back the money. ”
Hearing his words, the young man looked suspicious, and then said disdainfully: "I! ”
"Still dreaming of the band, you mentally retarded child are still dreaming, right? You're a brain-dead kid, and you have a band? What else do you say about holding a concert. If the money is theirs, why put it with you? ”
The short guy said with a dull face: "Because I am the captain of the band." ”
"Puff ......" The onlookers laughed, even a middle-aged man who originally looked a little pitiful to the short guy, couldn't help but advise: "Short guy, don't immerse yourself in your dreams,"
"Uncle, you are actually telling a fool the truth of life, hahaha, the reason why a fool is a fool, he is different from us, fools are not human beings at all, they have no brains!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face sank, and he glanced coldly at the young man who was speaking, and then he shook his head, and no longer interjected to talk about himself.
On the other side, hearing the persuasion of the middle-aged man, the short guy's face was gloomy and confused, and he muttered: "Singing, this is my dream, in fact, I know that I don't sing well, but I'm trying." Everything can be changed through hard work, I know that my talent is not good, my voice is not good, but there is always a way, I will definitely prove myself, I will lead this dream song team, let you people know, let the original group of guys ......"
In the end, the words behind the short guy were faintly audible.
Rao is like this, and the content of the previous part of the words has made everyone look at each other.
Hearing a fool speak like this, everyone always felt that the painting style was a little wrong, and even had a feeling that the fool in front of them gave them a very weird feeling.
Or the young man laughed and said disdainfully: "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard today, fools still have dreams?" ”
Someone next to him responded: "Of course fools have dreams, there is a fool in my hometown, he dreams of burying chickens in the soil and growing a bunch of chickens the next year." ”
"Hahaha." In order to hide the strange feeling of facing the short guy in his heart, the people around him forced to laugh in response.
At the same time, the people crowded in front were still busy "picking up" the money of the short guy, you pushed me and rubbed it, squeezed your head and grabbed it like crazy.
The one in front took a handful of money, and the greedy one wanted to take more. The one behind was afraid that he wouldn't be able to grab it, so he hurriedly squeezed forward, and the scene was out of control.
Seeing that everyone was about to snatch the money away, the short guy lay on the ground with a "wow" cry, "You can't take my money, this is the lifeblood of our band's concert, this is my dream, this is the dream of our entire band, we have been preparing for three months, you can't destroy it, you can't be so cruel." ”
No one paid attention to him, and no one believed him, because the words in his mouth were very much in line with a fool who repeatedly nagged about what bands and what concerts.
You don't look at yourself at what level?
As soon as your voice sings, I don't know how many old ladies and old men are scared to death, and I don't know how many children are yelled by your voice with a childhood shadow.
Just like you, what band, what concert?
Fool, fool, do you know what the concept of a concert is? Generally, third- and fourth-tier singers don't have the opportunity to hold concerts, at most they will mix up with businessmen and roar two voices, not to mention that you are a mentally retarded child with a defective IQ who sings on the street.
Let's take your money, not stealing or robbing, it's really listening to you singing and hearing that you are sick, and we want to take the mental damage fee.
Everyone thought so in their hearts, and they took it with peace of mind.
Many old ladies and grandfathers secretly rejoiced in their hearts, they can add vegetables in the next two days, and they can pick up any money on the street, which is really cool.
Anyway, there are so many people, everyone takes the money of this imbecile, and no one will really be held accountable, and they are not afraid that an imbecile will trouble them.
Everyone was rushing to fight, and at the same time, Ye Gu had been standing in the middle of the crowd and watching, his brows were furrowed, and he was a little blind.
He wanted to help the short guy, but with so many people around, he could persuade a group of greedy passers-by with one mouth.
At this moment, a sweet and angry voice sounded.
"Stop y'all of you!"