The car stopped next to the entrance, the first thing Xu Qing did after getting out of the car was to find a hidden position to start solving the problem of water bills, he found a statue of the god of death with a sickle, and the statue was hot, and he also had a habit of peeing in a place where people were avoided, that is, to help 'Xiao Xiaoxu' swing left and right a few times, and used to use this trick in the countryside to drive away a large number of flies.

After a few shudders, Xu Qing was very satisfied and put away the dejected 'little Xu' and was about to turn around and leave, when a weak voice suddenly came from his ear: "Sir, why don't you give a few euros after urinating!" ”

Xu Qing was taken aback, almost didn't draw his sword and swept over, and when he turned around, he saw the 'Statue of Death' stomping his feet vigorously with a long sickle, no way, he was confused and urinated Today, this performance art can't be performed, if you can ask for a few dollars and euros to go back and change your clothes, it's worth it.

Performance art, sometimes to put it bluntly, is a kind of begging for money, can make people feel unexpected and naturally willing to give a few happy money, there are many statues on the streets of Rome, and there are many 'performance artists' who pretend to be statues, but there are very few people who are soaked in urine, and it is only to blame that this thing is just napping with a guy, and it was found that he was urinated, and he thought that he was already wet and asked for two dollars to compensate.

Xu Qing finally couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene, just now this person spoke in pure English, and his mouth was not big, only a few yuan and euros, but this way of making money is too strange, standing here and pretending to be a statue, being urinated on before screaming for a few dollars, really dedicated!

The stomping 'Grim Reaper' found that this method did not have much effect, and the urine had already gone down the edge of the shoe, and now the two shoes were full of urine, and he didn't dare to take off his shoes immediately, because the young man opposite might run away at any time while he was taking off his shoes, he stiffly beat the big sickle in his hand, and whispered: "Hey, you, at least give me six yuan, oh no, seven yuan, I've been standing for three hours." ”

This gentleman who pretends to be a god of death is really honest, this is not a lie! It's only seven dollars to be urinated on! This made Xu Qing feel more or less guilty in his heart, he took out his wallet and flipped through it, took out a few hundred-dollar bills from it and handed them over, and asked very sincerely: "If there is no euro, is it okay to use the dollar?" ”

This time it's the turn of the 'Grim Reaper' to be shocked, as long as it's not a pure pig's head, you know the exchange rate, one dollar is equivalent to about 0.8 euros, how can a hundred be exchanged for eighty, this person in front of you won't want to blackmail me, right?

It's not the first time Antony has encountered this kind of thing, he has been in Rome for three months and twenty-five days, he was originally a young painter full of enthusiasm, art is his life, that thing is above all else, but the day after he came here, he was tricked into a clean bag, only a pair of pants were left, and he almost didn't tear the pants into a rope and hang himself on the top of St. Peter's Church.

Not only was he cheated of money, but he also owed a debt, a promising young painter was forced to complete a transformation, he used to regard art as his life, but it really took courage to make people choose to think about the formless art when they starved to death, so that some guys who lived under the guise of pursuing art completely understood that sometimes a loaf of bread is more important than a dream, and that dreams are built on the basis of life, and when people die, they are all farts, and when the wind blows like ashes, they are all scattered.