Seeing that a cat and a mouse were looking at themselves with mentally handicapped eyes, Fang Shaokang smiled awkwardly, "This is a repertoire for practice, we promise not to sing this tomorrow!" ”

Then another plucked guitar string, "Come again, twinkle and shiny~"

Facing Fang Shaokang's "twinkle and shiny" eyes, Hei Tan took a deep breath, and Su Musha rolled his eyes.

"Ding......

"Bell bell bell ......"

Although it was not very neat, Fang Shaokang was also very satisfied. "That's all! Keep coming! The sky is full of little stars~"

"Ding......

"Bell bell bell ......"

"Hang in the sky and shine~"

"Ding......

"Bell bell bell ......"

……

practiced like this a few times, and then changed the children's rhyme and continued to practice, until someone next door couldn't stand it and knocked on the door and scolded, and Fang Shaokang ended unsatisfied.

After waking up early the next morning, after breakfast, Fang Shaokang began to practice with black charcoal and Su Musha again. Su Musha felt too bored after practicing for a while, so he foolishly dropped the bell and ran to continue sleeping. After practicing last night, I felt that the "jingle bell" ringed next to my ears even when I went to sleep, and I didn't sleep well all night.

Fang Shaokang didn't care, he made some mistakes in choosing the small bell of the gray ball, the sound was too small, and it would be covered by the sound of black charcoal knocking on the bottle, and the effect was very average, so when the gray ball was happy, shake it a few times, and if it was not happy, then be responsible...... Let's sell cute!

Black Tan is practicing very seriously, since he agreed, he doesn't want to make any fools of himself at that time, in the final analysis, he is a guy who wants to save face when he is in the body.

It was not until noon that Fang Shaokang let Hei Tan sleep until lunch, nourished his spirits, and worked hard at night.

At four o'clock, Fang Shaokang took the two little guys out.

It was not yet dark, but the number of people in the square was gradually increasing. The five boys I met yesterday also started singing on the spot.

Fang Shaokang looked over there, found a corner of a green flower bed in the square, first put a big backpack and guitar on the edge of the flower bed, and took out a cardboard box from it. The carton is the kind of napkin box that is smoked, and the layer on the lid is cut off a lot.

Then he took out a glass jar, a paper tube with an iron spoon, and a small bell, and placed them behind the carton in turn.

On Friday, some people began to surround curiously, and the curiosity of the Chinese people is always relatively high, looking at Fang Shaokang's posture, I really can't guess what he is going to set up a stall to sell.

Fang Shaokang put these things away, turned around and fished out a black cat from the big backpack, put it behind the glass jar, and took out a hamster from the side pocket of the big backpack and put it behind the small bell.

"Oh~" The people around him coaxed, and it was the first time I saw a cat and a mouse to perform arts.

Fang Shaokang put on his guitar without hearing it, leaned his back against the street lamp pole on the side, and played a few chords to warm up.

Black Tan looked at the cardboard box in front of him, and always felt that this thing looked like a donation box that he had seen before, and then he was the poor cat who only needed everyone to do good. The curious eyes of the people around him made him feel very embarrassed, although he had done a good job of psychological construction in the hotel, he still felt that his brain must have been gnawed by a dog, so he would agree to Fang Shaokang's such a strange request.

Looking up at Fang Shaokang, who had been wearing a hat and hadn't hung his stubble for two days, Hei Tan lowered his head again, he really didn't want to knock on that glass jar!

Su Musha on the side doesn't care very much, one is that he is a bit casual, since he can't hide from it, he just faces it, and he doesn't pay too much attention to face or anything. And I haven't seen any strange things in the later life, and selling art is not a matter at all. Now the Internet is not so developed, and it will not become an Internet celebrity or anything in an instant, so there is no psychological pressure.

Picking up the small bell with both paws, Su Musha didn't care what tone Fang Shaokang was dialing over there, and shook it vigorously.

"Bell bell bell ......" small bell makes a crisp sound.

"Wow! Rats will ring bells! Everyone on the side exclaimed!

Fang Shaokang smiled secretly and reminded Black Tan out loud, "It's time to start!" ”

Black Tan glared at Su Musha, took another deep breath, and put his right arm into the heart of the paper tube.

Fang Shaokang plucked another prelude, opened his mouth and began to sing heroically: "Go in all directions~The road is long and the water is long~"

"Ding!" Black Charcoal stiffened his head and lifted the iron spoon and knocked on the glass jar.

The boys who were stopping to rest in the distance looked this way, and one of them was drinking water and sprayed directly!

"Confused and confused~Village and Village~"

"Ding!" "Bell bell bell ......"

"Look at the slanting sun~Fall and come back~"

"Ding!"

"The earth is not old, the sky is not barren ~ the years are long and long"

"Ding" "Bell Bell Bell ......"

Fang Shaokang's performance was actually very bad, and his singing was also very bad, but there were more and more onlookers, and many people threw money into the box.

Black Tan lowered his head, his ears pulled back, and looked at the glass jar seriously, listening to the rhythm knocking one after another.

He felt that he was a second force, no, he and Fang Shaokang were both second forces, and when he squinted, there was a hamster on the side who was even more two than the second force.

Su Musha had already put down the small bell at the beginning of the second song, one was that the bell was actually very soft when it was shaken, and it was mixed in the music and could not be heard clearly. One is that it is not easy for the bells to be harmoniously inserted into the song, because there will be a longer aftersound when shaken.

After someone started throwing money, Su Musha ran to the carton to sort out the money in the box. If someone dropped a coin, he would move it to the corner of the carton and pile it up, and if someone gave him a banknote, he would arch his paws in a bowing gesture.

He thought it was a monkey show, and finally asked the audience to give a reward, and the monkey still bowed to him. Even if you do live broadcasts in later generations, you won't often hear the UP Lord shouting over there, "Thank you XXX for the rocket!" "There has to be a team of them who come out to thank you for the reward, right?

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to say goodbye when he saw a lot of money, which would be suspected if he recognized the face value of the banknote, but basically bowed to all the paper money, after all, the value of paper money is much higher than the value of coins. Encourage everyone to make more money by throwing away paper money, right?

After a few onlookers, the crowd also discovered this mystery, "This little mouse is still obsessed!" You have to give paper money to say goodbye! ”

In order to see the little mouse say goodbye a few more times, some people replaced the original coins with paper money, but the paper money is not necessarily change, five yuan and ten yuan are also common, and even fifty yuan has appeared.

Although his family is not harmonious, he is also middle-class after all, and his parents have never lacked the money he spent, and the "settling-in fee" given to him in the end is enough for him to sit back and enjoy it, which is also the first time since he was a child that he earned money by his own "labor", and he couldn't help but feel a little proud. It's just that he didn't notice the strange gaze of the black cat behind him.