Chapter 129: Selling Arts

"Don't!"

"Help!"

Li Qingge and Wen Youning glanced at each other and hugged each other sadly.

Zhuang resolutely ignored the ten terrifying glances.

"Money can't be given for free."

"Then what performance does Director Zhuang want to see?"

"I'm not picky."

The director team was not too embarrassed by these ten poor guests.

Zhou Yanqiu waved a wad of change in his hand.

"That's the least amount of money I have."

"Not really."

Wen Youning looked at the pile of money and really felt congested.

Pei Jingxiu sat by the window, and he would only speak if he was cue, otherwise he would stay quietly.

Except for the shepherd, the other four husbands were quite quiet.

Maybe it's just that I'm old and can't help but joke.

When they arrived at the New Art Park, ten people first went to rent things, and then they chose a venue to sell their art.

Seriously, Li Qingge hasn't done this in many years.

I was also a little scared in my heart.

Except for Li Qingge, who is a singing and dancing singer, everyone else is an actor, a director or something.

Therefore, everyone tacitly put their eyes on Li Qingge.

"Why don't I try it first?"

The others nodded and nodded to one who couldn't wait.

"So what are you going to do?"

Wen Youning raised his hand slowly.

"I can dance."

Meng Jiahe held up the guitar he had just borrowed.

"I can play this."

The New Art Park is a venue dedicated to street art, so there is a place to rent musical instruments and other related items.

Pei Jingxiu hesitated for a moment.

"I can play an electronic keyboard."

"Drum kit, I just saw a drum kit."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yanqiu's eyes were shining.

"How about we try to put on a show for everybody, and then we end up performing one together?"

"Okay."

"Yes."

……

Li Qingge danced the song that debuted.

It didn't take long to attract some fans.

He Chunchao walked around with an iron basin.

This is also the first time in my life.

Eventually, more and more people gathered, and everyone recognized who they were, but there was always order.

Li Qingge didn't know that this was the first dance he had, dancing and dancing, and someone joined them.

It's not lively.

In the end, it took the shortest possible time and raised unexpected money.

Everyone went separately to buy the things mentioned in the small tasks assigned to them by the program components.

After the gathering, I took the minibus to the destination.

It's almost there, everyone looked at the blindfolds held by the director team, and several people were full of rejection, but the refusal was invalid.

With the blindfold, other sensations are infinitely amplified.

Pei Jingxiu pulled Li Qingge's hand on his arm into his palm.

"It's fine."

"I can't see it."

Li Qingge's answer was extremely aggrieved.

"I'll hold you."

"Hmm."

I could finally feel that the car was not moving, but I couldn't get out of the car right away and take off the damn blindfold.

The voice of the program team was like a demon whispering.

After saying the rules of getting off the bus, there was a wail.

Without visual perception, everyone seems to be extra cautious.

Ten people began to walk together.

In the end, he was forcibly separated by the program team.

Li Qingge could feel that this was a sealed environment, and as soon as he entered, he stuck to the wall, and he didn't dare to make any other moves.