Bang.

Ame pulled the lid of the trash can, carrying a pair of ripped sneakers in one hand.

Do you want to throw it away?

Ah Mei was a little hesitant in her heart, after all, these sneakers were smelly and rotten, and no one would ask for them if they were taken to collect tatters.

Did you just throw it away?

She clearly saw that the man who had collected the tattes had left barefoot.

Bang Chang ......

The shoes were thrown into the trash by Amei, and she opened the lid again to take out the stinky shoes.

For the sake of the tattered one, when she was leaving, she mentioned that she had said something out of the blue, so let's keep these shoes for the time being.

And because of her ugly appearance, it has been difficult to meet a man who dares to look at her directly for so many years.

Coupled with that mountain song, it seems to be sung quite well.

Just wait for him to redeem the shoes.

Otherwise, the dollar that was advanced for him today will not be recovered?

But before that, maybe you can mend your shoes......

Amei silently took the torn shoes home, washed them, and began to mend them with needles and threads.

People who look ugly must always learn to be kind.

Zhou Xingzu filled his stomach and ate steamed buns, he completed the plot task of the second ring and opened the story task of the third ring [Bloody Street].

If I am not mistaken, he is now going to the bar to find the senior brother and persuade the senior brother to make music together.

Shaolin Kung Fu plus music!

Then the angry audience in the audience gave the first repair.

And the next day continued to make an appointment......

The requirement to complete [Bloody Street] is to single-handedly take on a group of thugs the next day.

This is naturally a very simple thing for Zhou Xingzu.

But tonight I went to the bar and made music.

No matter how good Shaolin kung fu is, he doesn't want to sing Shaolin kung fu well.

But this did not prevent Zhou Xingzu from doing the task, with his shallow knowledge of music theory, he silently wrote a song according to his memory, and named the song "Shaolin Kung Fu is Good".

Just because he doesn't want to sing doesn't mean others can't sing.

Zhou Xingzu came to the Feidu Bar with the song, a bar that didn't open.

The elder brother was wearing a waiter's small vest and was about to take out a cigarette from the cigarette case and smoke.

Suddenly heard Zhou Xingzu's shout, and hurriedly jumped forward, but before he could escape, he was pulled back. I can only sit on the sofa, bow my head and say, "Okay, okay, I drank too much last night, my head hurts, what do you want to do!" ”

Senior brother is most afraid of seeing his fifth junior brother, and he doesn't know what kind of paste he has in his head all day long.

I'd rather pick up garbage than keep practicing.

In the name of beauty, chase dreams.

Fuck you!

"Senior brother, I'm awake." Zhou Xingzu said excitedly, and the senior brother was a little surprised: "Are you awake?" ”

A person who dreams all day long, it turns out that he also woke up one day.

Reality will teach you how to be a human being.

"I woke up, and I finally realized that if you want to carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu to the world, you have to package it."

"What packaging?"

"Sing!" Zhou Xingzu replied.

An ugly smile appeared on the senior brother's face.

It's never good for this guy to find it, but sure enough, he saw the hell, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't say it!" ”

"No, Shaolin kung fu plus singing and dancing, did you make a head?"

"Didn't make a head."

"You didn't do it, how do you know you didn't do it?"

"What to do, I advise you to be a down-to-earth person. There's a toilet job here, do it first, and you won't dream. ”

The elder brother looked helpless, everyone can dream, this is understandable.

But it's a sin that you are addicted to a sweet dream and don't want to wake up.

But Zhou Xingzu spread his hands and said very seriously: "If you don't have a dream, what is the difference between being a man and salted fish?" ”

The senior brother shook the cigarette in his hand: "You don't even have shoes, so don't you just jump with salted fish, and learn from others to talk about ideals?" ”

Zhou Xingzu was barefoot, and his feet were covered with mud.

"I can't say that, the fire in my heart will not be extinguished!"

"Whew, it didn't blow for a long time?" The senior brother blew out the lighter, pushed Zhou Xingzu away and said, "That's enough, I have my life, you light the fire." “

"Anyway, don't bother me, I still have a big brother who supports my family."

"Back then, you practiced the Iron Head Skill, and you couldn't bear to waste it like this?" Zhou Xingzu said as he estimated that the heat was coming, and silently began to take things out of his pocket.

The lyrics are in your pocket.

And the senior brother retorted: "Wrong, for so many years, my iron head skill has not been wasted for a day. ”

"Ah Fei."

This is the name of the elder brother.

"Boss." The senior brother immediately turned his head, and a big man with glasses walked towards him with a fierce attitude. With his hand, he took out a wine bottle from the wine frame and smashed it directly on the head of the senior brother.

It seems that the senior brother is not bragging, and his iron head skills are really not wasted.

"What the fuck, the dancing chick tomorrow lost her temper and ran away, and you're still chatting?"

"No, I came up with a great idea."

"What's the idea?"

"It's Shaolin kung fu, plus singing and dancing."

Zhou Xingzu had been waiting beside him for a long time, and now he hurriedly stepped forward, took out the lyrics from his pocket, and handed them to the boss: "I am a composer from Hong Kong Island, have you heard of Lin Xi, I am his junior brother." ”

"This song is made especially for him, and you might be able to give him a chance."

Zhou Xingzu pointed to the senior brother, and the boss took his lyrics: "Yo, Lin Xi's junior brother, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

""Shaolin Kung Fu is good"?"

"Sing well tonight!"

It seems that Lin Xi's name is not only in Hong Kong Island, but also in the mainland.

The boss patted his shoulder and hugged Zhou Xingzu's shoulder: "Brother, I like Lin Xi's words very much, I'll invite you for dinner today." ”

"You, do a good job for Lao Tzu, otherwise I will kill you first!"

In the bar, the elder brother was left alone, covered with glass shards, standing in place and smoking.

……

Bar at night.

Dozens of spectators in the audience looked at the stage in amazement.

With a cheerful drum beat, the elder brother in a monk's robe and holding a guitar appeared on the stage with the lights.

Gently plucking the strings and shaking his body.

"Shaolin kung fu is good."

"It's really good."

"I'm an iron head."

"Invincible Iron Head ......"

The senior brother laughed while singing, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little bitter. He took off his monk's robe for his life, and he had to put on monk's robe for his life, which was really aggrieved.

But the burden of reality is on his body, and who dares to resist.

It doesn't matter if you are invincible iron head gong, or strong vajra legs, or tai chi, everyone has to eat!

Zhou Xingzu sat in the audience this time, without shoes, and felt that his feet were really cold.

A chair flew directly over his head and smashed on top of the elder brother's iron head, smashing the senior brother into a daze.

A group of teenagers in fancy shirts rushed to the stage with pockets in their pockets.