France is the fashion capital of the world's civilization and a colorful romantic country.

There are many monuments of the civilized world, as well as a lot of modern art.

On the streets of Paris, street performers can be seen everywhere, some dressed up as ballet dancers on music boxes. Some improvised musical instruments and played them on the spot, while others performed mime or satirical dances on the streets.

The entire city of Paris is almost immersed in the cells and breath of art, even in the subway car, there is a chance to meet an accordion artist, slowly telling you the miracle of the encounter.

Lin Chuan took his son and followed the program team to this romantic country, and as soon as he got off the plane, he was separated from several other groups of fathers.

Here, they have to make their way to the final location by following the road map on the task card.

In the process, there are no restrictions on the program team, that is, no matter what method you use, as long as you can arrive before dusk, you will complete the task.

This part is surprisingly similar to when they first arrived in Australia.

Do you have to find a way to get to your destination as long as you are abroad? This...... Isn't it overt bullying?

Lin Chuan took Lin Yiyang's hand and walked down the street with the flow of people, almost every few steps, he would see people performing on both sides.

"Dad, is this black uncle playing the violin? That's good! Lin Yiyang pointed to a black foreigner in front of him and asked with a smile.

Lin Chuan nodded and walked over there.

At this time, a burly black man suddenly walked over, grabbed Lin Chuan, and walked to the other side.

Lin Chuan was taken aback, and Lin Yiyang was also a little confused, what is the situation?

Just when father and son didn't understand what was going on, they were taken aside by the black man.

Here, there are a few more people. Three men and one woman. They nodded at Lin Chuan with a smile on their faces, and muttered a few words of French, but Lin Chuan didn't understand a word.

However, it is now preliminarily certain that they did not have malicious intent. I even wanted to perform a show with him.

This is not uncommon in France, where street performers often bring in a random passer-by to collaborate and interact with them.

Take things as they come. After Lin Chuan figured out the situation, he let down his vigilance.

At this time, a black girl came over, and with the sound of music, she danced a large-scale dance with her soft body. The most important thing is that during the dance, she circled around Lin Chuan, causing applause and cheers from many people around her.

When the black girl finished jumping, two more black men came over. Show off your skills. Or somersaults, or acrobatics, just keep busy.

Lin Yiyang stood aside, laughing and clapping from beginning to end.

Gradually, more and more people gathered here, including whites, blacks, and some yellow-skinned people, as for whether they are from China or not, it is uncertain.

They stood around, cheering and recording the process.

Maybe it's because there are more and more onlookers. The difficulty of performance also began to gradually increase.

I saw the burly black man who pulled Lin Chuan's father and son over, and talked to his partner in a low voice. Several blacks bent down and stood in a row.

Seeing this scene, everyone can imagine what will happen next. Suddenly. All of them were nervous, their eyes widened.

Lin Chuan is the same, he has seen such a performance on TV before, but it was only on TV, and he has not experienced it personally.

From a scene perspective, those four black fellows lined up in a row. It's almost two meters. Could it be that the black man wants to cross the past?

Sure enough, just when Lin Chuan was secretly guessing, the black man acted.

I saw him take a deep breath, take a few steps back, and start running.

At this moment, everyone didn't even dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the best part.

Lin Yiyang's eyes also widened, his small mouth was tightly pursed, seeing that he was both nervous and excited, a pair of small fists clenched tightly, as if cheering for the black uncle.

At the beginning of the black man's run, he gradually turned from slow to fast, and when he came near, he suddenly leaped forward, and when the crowd exclaimed, his legs were parallel, and with little effort, he landed firmly on the other side.

Wow!

The scene was boiling, including Lin Chuan and Lin Yiyang, all of them applauded involuntarily.

At this time, the burly black man who had just finished the performance walked up to Lin Chuan, muttered a lot of unintelligible words, and then stretched out his hand and pulled him to the middle.

Even if Lin Chuan didn't understand what he meant, he knew that he wanted him to perform together.

But where would Lin Chuan know this, it's okay to let him sing, if he is allowed to perform this difficult action...... It's a bit of a strong man's hand.

Hurriedly waved his hand, wanting to politely refuse.

However, when the son saw it, he also coaxed: "Dad, you can put on a show, I want to see your performance, just like those black uncles." ”

"Uh......" Lin Chuan listened, and frowned, with a wry smile on his face.

Since my son has this request, he will definitely try his best to meet it, but he really wants him to do a difficult action...... Just as he was hesitating, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a guitar in the open space on the side.

Got a guitar? That's it.

Lin Chuan hurriedly tried to say in English: "Hey, friend, you asked me to perform that kind of difficult show, I can't, if I can sing, I would be happy to sing a song for everyone." ”

"Singing?" The burly black man could obviously understand English, and when he heard Lin Chuan's words, he first raised his eyebrows, and then quickly nodded: "Yes!" ”

Before the words fell, the burly black man turned around and walked to the clearing, picked up the guitar, and handed it to Lin Chuan.

At this time, the other black girl also had the insight to move a chair and let Lin Chuan sit on it.

Holding a guitar in his arms, he sat on a chair, looked at the many onlookers in front of him, and searched in his mind for the song he wanted to sing.

It didn't take long for the fingers to pluck gently on the strings.

A musical prelude, slowly wafting up in this lively street.

"That year you set foot in a twilight country, you thought there were your ideals, you looked at the strange eyes around you, and woke up in the morning with no one around...... I thought of him on a quiet rainy night, his retention still lingered in my ears, I thought of his tearful face when I parted, you couldn't help crying, I want to go back to my hometown, and I want to return to his side......"

A song "In Another Country" was slowly sung in Lin Chuan's mouth, but he deliberately changed the "she" in the lyrics to the "he" of the single person.

I don't know why, when he sings this song, a vague but familiar figure keeps coming to mind......

At this time, a girl suddenly in the crowd shouted: "He, he is Lin Chuan, he actually came to France......" (To be continued. )