"Big brothers, spare me, I didn't make a few dollars to eat!" Towards the hippie smiling face.

The yellow hair twisted his neck and stared, his tongue almost tripped out, and he almost tripped his teeth.

"What's that... Weren't you crazy just now? And we stuffed donkey hair or something! It's half done, you guy can't tell the difference, can you! Come on, perform for a few uncles, I see that you don't know ventriloquism, now I will make you rich and rich, as long as you can let him speak, all the money on the buddy belongs to you. ”

Before the words fell, Huang Mao carried the wooden monkey beside him and walked several meters away.

Leaned all over and bumped into the onlookers.

Everyone is making fun and doesn't want to cause trouble, so they all want to watch the performers make a fool of themselves.

You know, giving pronunciation is a formal art, not a science and technology.

First of all, the performer of the doll must be with the doll, and at the same time his mouth must open a slit, and then use his tongue to use his voice and nasal cavity in the mouth to make the language he wants to be clear, and then he manipulates the doll at the same time, let the doll make the gesture of opening its mouth to perform various body movements.

In order to entertain the audience and everyone, there is not too high technical content, maybe some people have a good mouth, articulate, and it is easy to learn, if there is no physiological endowment in this area, then you can only study hard.

However, these few people who came to make trouble were purely smashing the field and deliberately making things difficult for people.

Chao Li just smiled slightly, and raised his hand from a distance: "Children, uncles, since you have all ordered, what is the matter?" Let's perform! ”

As soon as the words fell.

The wood that Huang Mao was carrying in his hand, the monkey spoke.

"Pick it up, pull it inside, I'll pick it up! If you have money or not, you go home, it's raining and raining, I'm picking it up! ”

The wooden monkey was mechanically like he was preparing his lines, his mouth was open and closed, and he made the words just now clear, without biting his tongue at all

Huang Maoli threw away the wooden monkey he was carrying.

He was frightened, and the people around him laughed, as if the arrogance just now was manifested as a coward.

For the self-proclaimed uncle, leading a few sons, killing Matt in disguise, and gangsters, the result is like self-inflicted humiliation.

Just when everyone was laughing, some of the yellow-haired brothers were shrewd and opened their mouths to tell the mystery.

"Brother Chen! What happened to you? You okay? I suspect there's a bug in the monkey, or a bug, or a loudspeaker, or a videotape, or something! ”

What he wanted to say was fine, but he didn't understand it.

The people around him laughed again.

"Tapes? Hahaha, he's just a ventriloquist performer, you still think he's showing movies! ”

There were people in the audience who coaxed, and some people clapped their hands.

Heckling is laughing at these gangsters, clapping his hands to applaud the performers, admiring his superb memory.

People are like this, once their human rights are humiliated, even if they seek it for themselves, they have to get some face back.

Huang Mao was angry, jumped up and kicked the wooden monkey on the ground.

This step is not a wooden doll, even a chair can make him kick it.

As expected, the beloved monkey rotted inward, from the head to the limbs, and even the thick wooden belly in the middle was kicked apart.

Implicating the monkey's limbs were some silk threads, which were broken, and scattered parts were scattered inside, some were screws, some were copper coins, and some were some paper money.

Seeing this, Huang Mao pounced on several people to pick up the money.

They laughed as they picked up the loose change that had been scattered from the monkey's body.

"Damn, scare Lao Tzu, it turns out that this is a piggy bank, that's okay, don't perform it today, this trick to scare Lao Tzu, this little money should be used as compensation!"

Just when they were picking up money and picking it up.

Chao Li still has a hippie smiling face, Lepai, and walked over without any sorrow.

"Dead man's money, don't take it! One is bad luck, and the other is that this bad luck will chase you unlucky, after all, it's not mine and it's not yours. Who can believe these words with a hippie smile on his face?

Huang Mao naturally didn't believe it, scoffed, and counted the money after picking it up with a few brothers.

There are banknotes used by modern people, almost only more than 70 yuan.

As for those copper coins, it seems that they are ancient, and now there are collectors, and these copper coins that collect antiques can also be sold for 8 percent.

Seeing this, some of the people around them began to fight violently.

"Hey! Who are you? ”

"How so? It's hard for people to earn some money, eat with their skills, and recruit whoever they provoke! ”

"Who are you scaring with your heads dyed like the tails of chickens?"

"Let's Qingluo this land, don't get out of this kind of bastard thing, return the money to others!"

"How old are you? There are no adults in the family, no upbringing! ”

… It aroused public indignation for a while, and Huang Mao and a few sons did not admit defeat, as if they were moral.

They picked up all the money on the ground, held it in their hands, and the plastic bags that blew the garbage came by the wind, and they put the money in the plastic bags and walked over with them in their hands.

"Awesome! A bunch of people you don't know are all backing you up, yes! ”

Chao Li smirked: "A few big brothers, don't make trouble, it's not easy to come out to find money......

"Not easy? As soon as you close your mouth and chirp crookedly, you cheat other people's money into your pocket, and you still tell me that it's not easy? ”

Chao Li shook his head: "I didn't deceive people, I did it before the performance, I have money to hold the money field, there is no money to support the people, we didn't go to people's pockets to rob it, everyone is voluntary!" ”

"Okay! Voluntary, right? But you just made me screw this monkey, and I can give you the money if you want it here, but you have to let us punch each of us! ”

Asari shrugged his shoulders in a reluctant manner: "What? What does this mean? Why should I let you fight? ”

"Because you scared the hell out of me! Does this work? ”

"Oh! That's okay, you're scared anyway, and I'll scare you again. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand and threw a silk thread from his waist.

The sound of silk was like silk sliding through a steel pipe, emitting a refreshing continuous whistling sound.

Several people were stunned.

Huang Mao was alert, and waved his hand: "Pretend, me!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, when he turned around, his brothers were all lying down.

It felt as if I had gone mad, falling to the ground and convulsing, spasms, and limbs kicking around.

Some rolled their eyes and foamed at the mouth.

Huang Mao was frightened when he saw this, and when he looked at it, he had already brought a wooden mask with him.

The wood of the mask was the same color as the wood of the monkey he had kicked just now.

I saw him come over, and his tongue came out of the hole in the mouth of the wooden mask, and he spat out like a snake.

"Hey! Huang Mao, my monkey was killed by you, do you want to be my monkey in the future? I'll replace you with the best silk threads and screws, shave your flesh clean, and replace it with fine rosewood camphor wood! How is it? ”