Lao Wang still wanted to be cheeky and smell the fragrance of the beautiful woman again, but was pulled out by a man in the crowd who was about the same age as him.

"Okay, okay, don't be embarrassed, look at the words you wrote, it's like a worm crawling over, let's go."

Only then did Lao Wang giggle and take out the money from his shirt pocket.

He took out a few pieces of money and was about to find 10 yuan, when the man who pulled him pulled out a 50 yuan one and put it on the table, "You iron rooster, you take up so much time for other girls, so you plan to take 10 yuan?" ”

"Hey, hey, what are you smoking, the girl said it was 10 yuan." Lao Wang turned around, intending to take back his 50 yuan, but was pushed out of the crowd by the man.

[Hahahaha, this uncle's third view is quite upright, I like it]

[Fortunately, I gave 50, if it's really only 10 yuan, I feel like I'm going to get depression, this Sister Rongrong is too good, she doesn't know anything about refusing people]

[Yes, if you don't know how to refuse, you can only be bullied]

The latter groups are quite normal, because they are children, Fu Rongrong is very patient to teach them by hand, so that each child can experience writing their own names.

Several parents were also very satisfied, and consulted the questions that need to be paid attention to when applying for calligraphy training classes for their children, such as what exam levels there will be in calligraphy, and then what pens and papers children need to buy for the first time, what are the frequency suggestions for practice, etc., Fu Rongrong gave detailed answers.

After about an hour, Fu Rongrong also earned 100 yuan.

But what gave her a headache was that there were more and more parents queuing up to experience it, which would be several meters in line.

What to do?

She is not the kind of person who doesn't care about others now, but on the other hand, she is really afraid that other guests will surpass her!

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to let Bei Bei do it!

On weekdays, she never let Bei Bei buy anything alone, but she believes that Bei Bei will definitely be able to.

What's more, the supermarket is not far from them.

"Baby, you know the police station, right? Just where we just passed, this is 100 yuan, can you go to the supermarket and buy the beautiful hair dryer we need? ”

Babe bit her lip and didn't speak.

Fu Rongrong sighed quietly and said to everyone with a little apology: "Friends, I need to leave for five minutes now, can I wait for you?" ”

"Girl, what are you going to do? Do you have to do it yourself? If you don't need it, we can help you. ”

Fu Rongrong told everyone about the need to buy a hair dryer.

A teenage boy who was in line with his mother immediately said that he was a fast runner and that he could do it for him.

Fu Rongrong was also relieved to give the money to the boy, and said that she would send the hair dryer to the village committee later.

Ten minutes later, the boy came back out of breath and made an OK gesture.

She asked the boy, "Did you see any other small household appliances or toys at the village committee?" ”

The boy shook his head and said no.

Fu Rongrong sighed and felt that she must be the first, so she happily continued to teach.

However, it has now been changed to free.

[What is Fu Rongrong doing, the task has been completed, and she doesn't plan to withdraw yet? ] 】

[Yes, yes, this is going to teach all these people in line? There's no need, and there's no shortage of money.

[My sister Rongrong is kind and helpful, which is like Yueman, repairing the computer and even tearing the stall, do you know, someone finally lifted the washing machine, but she refused]

[I don't think there's anything wrong with refusal, it's supposed to be a show, so there's no need to care so much]

*

About two hundred meters away from Fu Rongrong, Lin Jiamei and Zhang Youchen sang loudly, attracting many people.

Lin Jiamei was originally a singer, on weekdays, people only watch her on TV, but today's live concert, of course, people are flocking to it.

But because the village committee did not have modern singing equipment, the village chief finally went to the amateur song and dance troupe in the next village to borrow a set.

The song and dance troupe was organized by a few children from wealthy families, and during the New Year's holidays, they liked to have some evening parties on the stage.

Doing these things, as well as the subsequent wiring, etc., have delayed a lot of time.

However, Lin Jiamei said that sharpening knives is not a mistake for woodcutters, she likes the sense of stage and the sense of ceremony.

For her, if she is not equipped, she may not be able to perform well.

In order to attract more people, she installed the installation not far from the stage.

There was a fork in the road to other villages.

Her strategy is to spend money on songs.

No matter how many people order, as long as a song is more than 50 yuan, she will sing it.

At this moment, she is singing Eason Chan's "Next Year Today" ordered by a few little sisters.

"Next year today

I haven't seen you for a year

Who is willing to change

Sixty years from you

I wish I could recognize your children

I can hear you say goodbye when I leave."

After singing the song, everyone was so immersed in shock that they even forgot to applaud.

[It's so good, Mom, it's the first time I've heard someone sing Eason Chan so well]

[Her timbre is really unique, I like it so much, I really want to know if there is any concert for her this year, I want to listen to it live]

"Thank you." Lin Jiamei said.

Only then did everyone react, and only then did they start whistling and applauding.

"Then you can order another one, just one."

Everyone was talking about all kinds of songs, and the last man directly swept 50 yuan and ordered Tian Fuzhen's "Angel in the Devil".

"Wouldn't it be more comfortable to cut off the nerves that are too thin?

There is a gray prison in my heart

A black thought is roaring

It will be easier to draw out the temper that is too hard

You can knock me down."

There was a scream in the crowd, and the circle around was getting smaller and smaller, if it weren't for a few kind college students to help stop it, Lin Jiamei would probably be squeezed into a meatloaf.

[Wow, open your mouth and kneel]

[My God, this is too good, why do I feel that Lin Jiamei sings better than Tian Fuzhen and Han Hong]

[Such a nice live concert, it only costs 50 yuan, I really want to send it to this village in one second, order ten songs and eight songs]

[It's late, it's late, didn't you hear Sister Jiamei already say, this is the last one]

[Oh, yes, what is she, what is the painting tool, it seems that it only costs 99 yuan]

"Thank you for your support, that's all for our singing today, goodbye everyone!" Lin Jiamei smiled and nodded, and was about to put away the microphone.

"One more, one more."

"Yes, I'll pay 100 yuan."

"I'm out of 200."

In the crowd, everyone shouted like an auction.

"I'm really sorry, time is limited, and I will sing a few more songs for everyone next time I have the opportunity." Lin Jiamei politely refused, and pointed not far away, "We're over there together, it's very likely that we can sing, you can go and see." ”