For the sake of insurance, Ah Jin first chose a song with an average rhythm, which is similar to Fang Shaokang's just now, but it is a popular song in the past two years, not an old song like Fang Shaokang.

Black Tan knocked on the glass bottle with the rhythm, to tell the truth, although he was not familiar with this song, but after all, it was a little more appetizing than Fang Shao Kang's song, and he had a little more motivation to knock on the bottle.

Gray Ball continued his career of selling cuteness and attracting popularity, perhaps because of the change of young musicians and popular songs, and the crowd of onlookers, little girls and little couples gradually increased. At first, there were people who threw coins, but later they were reminded by the old audience of those aunts and sisters to know that the hamsters who threw paper money would say goodbye, and they all changed paper money one by one. Even the girls who had just thrown coins also exchanged banknotes and voted again, as if they would feel that they had suffered a loss.

At the end of the song, Ah Jin felt that the cat's percussion sound was quite in place, so he gave a thumbs up to the black cat, ready to change to a song with a faster tempo.

Black Charcoal cocked the tip of his tail proudly, and sure enough, these rock-style songs are still energetic, and they feel more when they are beaten. Look, all the little girls around are clapping their hands red!

The songs changed one by one, and the rhythm became faster and faster, and Ah Jin forgot that he was still working with a black cat, but sang those rhythmic songs according to his habit.

Black Charcoal has long forgotten that he is still performing arts, the rapid syllables, the accents of the bass, and the beating of the drum kit, each of which ignites the memories of others, as if they are in a noisy bar, knocking on glass bottles with passion.

It was not only the black charcoal that was infected by the music, but even Su Musha, who collected money over there, was also affected. Those familiar rhythms reminded him of his funny moves in college, he was not very sociable, but he silently practiced fashionable guitar and hip-hop, just thinking that one day he could make a splash in front of his sister paper.

"Knock! Click! Knock! Click! The familiar rhythm sounded again, and Su Musha couldn't help but twist his ass on the pile of money. Although the "ground" is uneven, although the front paws are too short, and the legs are not long enough, it can't stop us from dancing "ghost steps"!

"Ahh The crowd around was pleasantly surprised again.

"Handsome!" There was a young man with a female companion who couldn't help but stuff a cardboard box with a hundred bills.

"Whoa!" The little hamster tripped......

"Ahem......" The young man looked at the crowd around him, especially his female companion's angry eyes, and scratched his head.

"This, little mouse, you come out and jump, let's watch the cash box for you, you won't lose money!" After saying that, the young man sat on the ground on the edge of the high stool and acted as a guard.

Su Musha got up from the pile of money, and sure enough, it was not convenient for the "ground" to be uneven, and dancing in the money box by himself also prevented others from continuing to lose money.

He climbed out of the carton along the edge of the box, pushed it towards the young man, freed up an empty stool, and continued to dance to the music.

Left! Right! Left and right! I kick, kick, kick!

"Whoa!" Su Musha fell again, this time because his feet were too short and he stumbled.

It's okay, let's have a baby windmill on the spot, I'll turn, turn, turn!

After the turn, the momentum will rise, and there will be another space step, I will float, float, float!

Although Su Musha feels good about himself, after all, he has short claws and short legs, and some of his movements are not seen by others, but his twisting with the rhythm is seen by everyone.

On the other side, the black charcoal is even more knocking on the bottle and knocking all kinds of tricks, no longer satisfied with a fixed rhythm, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and from time to time there is a legato, which is about to become a drum kit.

So there are more and more young people who keep coming around to watch the excitement, clapping to the rhythm, cheering, singing, and even dancing and twisting to the music.

Fang Shaokang, who was sitting on the side and holding his cheeks and watching the excitement, was full of confusion: It seems that the master is still hindering the play of these two artistic cells?

A few Ah Jin, who are playing hard, are getting more and more excited, so many people cheering, so many people applauding, just like the dream I had at the beginning, so all kinds of fancy styles have also been played, and the performance is getting better and better!

There were more and more onlookers, and there was more and more money in the carton, so Su Musha stopped and ran to sort out the money when he was tired of dancing, stuffed the money neatly, and then climbed out of the carton to continue dancing.

This "concert" did not end until about 10 p.m. when the surrounding shopping malls closed their doors.

When they were packing up their things, Su Musha and Hei Tan were guarding the money box silly, although they didn't count it carefully, this box full of money, I am afraid that it will be thousands?

The boys talked as they moved things, "It seems to be a star at that moment!" ”

"It's like a concert! It feels so cool! ”

The owner of the musical instrument shop who came to collect the musical instruments also chatted with him, and tomorrow these boys are ready to go north, and he takes advantage of the moment to encourage and beat these guys, the road is still long, and some are grinding.

When he arrived at the musical instrument store, Fang Shaokang took out the cardboard box and poured out the money to liquidate it.

"Five thousand?!"

Ah Jin's five were stunned! They usually receive dozens of dollars in an hour, and they are already very satisfied with one hundred and eighty in one night.

Su Musha and Black Tan both grinned, this is enough money to change hotels and buy fruits, right?

Fang Shaokang counted out two thousand five, and stuffed the rest into Ah Jin's hand, "No, your share!" ”

"This ...... Mr. Fang ......, "Ah Jin is sorry, not only Fang Shaokang's money in front of him is also in it, but also in the second half, he mainly relies on the popularity of a cat and a mouse to have so much income."

"So be it!" Fang Shaokang didn't bother to explain, stuffed the money into his bag, and walked out with the bag on his back.

Black Charcoal hurriedly followed with the ash ball, as long as he had enough money to change to a hotel and buy fruit for the ash ball.

"Thank you! Cat brothers! Brother Rat! Ah Jin shouted.

The black charcoal does not look back, flicking its tail; Su Musha turned around and waved his paw goodbye.

As there is still luggage in the hostel, it is necessary to go back to the hostel to check out. Fang Shaokang packed his luggage, let the black charcoal and gray ball hide in the big backpack, and then went to find the small innkeeper.

As a result, the boss said that the check-out was settled until 12 noon, and they now have to refund it for an extra day. Hei Tan was impatient to stay here, and poked Fang Shaokang in his backpack, which means that one more day is one more day, and he should leave quickly!

Fang Shaokang unhurriedly grinded the price with the boss, and finally took the second-hand bicycle out, anyway, he was not going to ride it again, and it was cumbersome to carry it, so it could be regarded as a residual heat.

Walking out of the small hotel, Fang Shaokang was about to go to the nearest four-star hotel, and walked through a small road on the side, not too far, just walking.

There weren't many people on the road, so Black Charcoal unzipped his backpack to breathe. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, and when he looked out, he saw two sneaky figures following behind.