Regardless of Su Xian's struggles, this street artist is about to start howling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the man suddenly stopped, looked around, and found that many people had stopped to look at him.

The artist's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Su Xian again, he was thoughtful, and after a while, he said to Su Xian: "I think you should be a stray cat, you will follow me in the future, and I will give you food." ”

Su Xian: "...... "Wandering your sister, which eye do you see that Lao Tzu is a stray cat! Let go of Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will ask Atina to turn you into a mouse!"

"But you can't eat white food with me, you listen to me sing next to me every day. You don't have to do anything, how about just acting nice next to it?"

As he spoke, the wandering artist grabbed Su Xian with one hand, touched it from his arms with the other hand for a long time, and took out a slightly dark bread.

Su Xian looked at the bread that was slightly dark, and there were obvious hairs in some places, and then looked at the small black stick-like thing sticking to the bread, and gasped deeply.

It's been a long time since you've taken a shower!

Seeing that the black cat was very disgusted with his bread, the wandering artist frowned, looked at the bread in his hand, and then took a bite of it, it was still the same taste, or that sour. Could it be that this black cat is not induced by food?

After a pause, the wandering artist said: "Cat, I know you want to eat good things, but you must know that we can't make money if we don't sing, and if we don't make money, we can't buy delicious food, so you are here now to show that I sing very well and attract people to come." ”

Su Xian: "......" attracts your uncle, if you want to howl well, you must have made money.

Su Xian kept struggling all the time, but he felt that this wandering artist looked thinner, but his hand was very strong, and the hand that grabbed him was pinching him like pliers, no matter how hard Su Xian tossed, he just couldn't break free.

Without further ado, the wandering artist took out a hemp rope from his waist, which could barely be said to be his trouser belt, and untied the trouser belt, and it was amazing that the pants did not fall off! Ignoring Su Xian's struggles at all, it is basically a strong one.

Su Xian dared to swear, this trouser belt is stinky! And it is the kind that stinks and smells!

, I just got out of the shower!

Su Xian glared at this wandering artist fiercely, eager to scratch him to death with one claw!

At this time, it was not yet dark, and there were more and more people in the square, most of whom should have just come out for a walk after dinner, that is, those who had eaten enough.

This time, the wandering artist was a bit professional, turned over his shabby hat, and placed it in front of Su Xian.

And in order to be more attractive, he also specially found a broken jar and tied it to Su Xian's head, which gave people the feeling that Su Xian was wearing a broken jar hat at a glance, which was very performance art.

In this regard, Su Xian just wants to scold his mother!

Someone around saw an artist with a black cat with a broken jar on his head, and looked at them curiously, which made Su Xian blush a little, whether it was before or now, Su Xian has never been used to doing things in front of everyone, especially now that he has an iron can on his head, and there is a music idiot next to him who is about to sing!!

"There are a lot of people, and sure enough, having a cat next to you is different!" The wandering artist looked at Su Xian, and then reminded: "Hurry up and worship me, I'm about to sing." ”

Too lazy to take care of this person, Su Xian sat on the ground with his butt and stretched out his paws to find a way to get rid of the jar on his head.

There were more and more curious people around, and many of them looked at the black cat on the ground with a funny and interesting expression, which was fighting with the tin can on the door of his head.

At this time, the wandering artist took a deep breath, and then began to howl.

The songs of this world are more inclined to the soprano of opera and the taste of jazz, but this wandering artist is stunned to sing a jazz piece of music with the taste of a nursery rhyme!

Originally, many people around immediately blocked their ears at the moment when the wandering artist opened his mouth and howled, and many people who came here for the first time looked at the wandering artist in disbelief, they had never seen a person singing so ugly!

Many people left quickly, but more people still had a fun mentality and kept looking at the black cat, but they hated the wandering artist with their ears blocked.

Su Xian wants to die, at least he really wants to die now, not to mention the thing on his head that makes him embarrassed, it is the one next to him who cries wolf and makes him want to die!

Looking at the many people around him who were looking at him with blocked ears, Su Xian suddenly felt like a brain deficiency, how could he remember the past by this neurotic!

In the imperial capital, especially on the night of midsummer night, many people have the habit of going out for a walk after dinner, so when it gets dark, there are more and more people in the square, but today there are many people in the place where people sang that many people avoided a few days ago.

"Come on, I heard that there is a cat there doing a very strange dance. ”

"Dancing?"

"Yes, go over and take a look, I heard that it was raised by that wandering artist who howls worse than a pig. ”

"God, that cat is so pitiful, to dance to that sound. ”

"Let's go, it's going to be fun anyway. ”

......

For cats, which have their own neurotic attributes, many people like it very much, especially when they see cats committing stupid crimes. This is true in all worlds.

Su Xian looked at more and more people, blushing even more, and trying harder to get rid of the tin can on his head, but he didn't know how this wandering artist got it, even if Su Xian was rolling and jumping, and even with his paws, he just couldn't take it off!

"It's rolling again, so cute!"

"Really, although I don't know what it's jumping on, it's really a cute cat, but the tin on its head is so ugly. ”

"You don't understand, with that tin can, the cat won't hit its head when it rolls on the ground. ”

"Well, I didn't expect this person to sing so badly, and he has this kind of thought. ”

"But I'm dancing so hard. ”

"Hey, I guess it's because I saw my master so wasteful, so I danced very hard, it's really pitiful. A noblewoman stepped forward, escaped from her body, and threw them into her hat in front of the wandering artist.

If there is one who takes the lead, then naturally there will be a second...

Next, many people began to throw money into their hats one after another, and they didn't feel that the wandering artists sang unpleasantly at all, probably because they were used to it. However, everyone's eyes were still on Su Xian.

"Brother, stop howling, let's watch your cat dance in peace. At this time, someone shouted at the wandering artist.

The wandering artist was stunned, looked at the black cat that looked like 'dancing' under his feet, and then looked at everyone's eyes on the black cat, and immediately felt that the cat was born! Lao Tzu sang so beautifully, so intoxicated, so addicted, and all these people came to see this cat.

When indignant, the wandering artist crouched down and looked at the money in his hat.

Then he looked up at Su Xian: "Jump well, I'll buy you something delicious when I'm done." As he spoke, he took out a gold coin from his hat, put it in his mouth and bit it with his teeth.

A small group of people saw the movements of this wandering artist, looked at him with deep contempt, and then looked at Su Xian.

However, at this time, Su Xian stopped his movements, looked at the wandering artists with a confused face, and then looked at the onlookers.

Paralyzed! These people actually think Lao Tzu is dancing! Lao Tzu dances on your!