Zhou Fengchen entered the room, and Jiang Hao hurriedly greeted him, "How is it?" What do you think? ”

"What a fart!" Zhou Fengchen sat on the bed, "I didn't get a dime." ”

Saying that, the two looked at each other, and they all sighed.

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while and asked, "You sell hard singing, can you sell for money?"

Jiang Hao earned more than 100 yuan at one time two days ago, and the two of them secretly went out to eat local Luo pot at night, which was still good.

Jiang Hao, who asked this question, looked embarrassed, "I met a fan of my live broadcast room that day, gave 100 yuan, and complained in the group the next night, saying that my living expenses for this month were gone, so embarrassing." ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "What do you care about so much? Go sing and see, maybe! ”

"That'...... Walk? ”

"Let's go!"

The two said to leave, one took the "money box", the other hugged the guitar, and left the hostel.

It was drizzling outside, and it was located in the west of the city, so there were not many people outside, so no one could watch the singing in this kind of place, so they could only go to the prosperous areas of the city.

The two of them didn't have umbrellas, the only seven yuan in their pockets, and they were reluctant to take a taxi, so they had to walk in the rain, not to mention this feeling.

"Brother! This beer isn't good! ”

"It's okay, it's mainly up to your performance!"

"Well, voila!"

The two of them ran wildly, and they all rushed to the most prosperous Cuiyuan Square in the city, it was almost nine o'clock, and they looked around, hey, there are a lot of people.

Jiang Hao also sold his experience in singing, looked around, took Zhou Fengchen to find a square with a canopy, and a bright statue, stood down, and waited for Zhou Fengchen to throw the money box, play the little guitar, and start singing.

The first song is sung by Zhou Jielun, with his head crooked, and in English, which is very emotional.

Zhou Fengchen was embarrassed when he heard it, and he really wanted to leave him, but after thinking about it, his own people ran away from him, so he simply laughed twice, lowered his head and looked at his feet.

To be honest, Jiang Hao's voice belongs to the kind of Mianyang voice of small fresh meat, which is more attractive to little girls and young men, but the elderly and middle-aged people are very choked.

It's a pity that it's a little late at this time, and there are middle-aged and elderly people in a hurry nearby, looking at them curiously, shaking their heads and leaving.

Occasionally, a young man passing by quietly took out his mobile phone and took a picture twice, but he was reluctant to get close.

Zhou Fengchen looked around a little anxiously, and saw that Jiang Hao was still kicking his legs and being blind, so he hurriedly kicked him, "Haozi, change the song!" ”

"For what?" Jiang Hao asked suspiciously.

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while, "Little poplar, ten to the Red Army, jasmine or something!" ”

Jiang Hao was dumbfounded and gritted his teeth, "Okay! ”

As soon as the guitar music changed, "As soon as I sent the Rig Red Army, I went down the mountain~"

Not to mention, it has a different flavor.

The effect is really good!

Several old men and old ladies walked over tremblingly, raised their reading glasses, crossed their fingers, and hummed along with the melody.

When Jiang Hao's song ended, an old lady shouted, "Young man, can you sing about remembering your comrades?" ”

Jiang Hao really knows, he smiled, "Auntie, you're fine......"

Bar, bar, and sang again.

Zhou Fengchen stared at several old men and old ladies, and then looked at the money box, and his heart was pinched together.

Okay! Jiang Hao sang three songs in a row, old men and old ladies, praised again and again, and then ...... Gone, not even a coin left.

Jiang Hao may have been praised by the older generation for the first time, humming straight music, and he is about to find the north.

"Hey! It's not ......" Zhou Fengchen looked at the empty money box and slapped Jiang Hao fiercely, "You are a fart, you don't have a dime." ”

Jiang Hao scratched his head, "Let's sing cheerfully, the old man and the old lady don't have the consciousness to give people money, and young people are different!" ”

"Whatever you want." Zhou Fengchen shook his head.

Jiang Hao changed to the "miserable" Chinese and English mixed with "Shen" songs, and the people who listened to it got goosebumps.

At this moment, seven or eight sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls came out of the Internet café opposite, and when they heard someone singing here, they came over.

Zhou Fengchen was excited, and there was a feeling of coaxing the underage, "Jiang Hao, twist up!" ”

"come~" Jiang Hao came to his senses and sang and rapped, "Today's weather is particularly beautiful......"

The group of young men and girls ran past, and when they saw it, they tasted right, all with colorful hair and nostrils and earrings, like people in appearance.

One of the green-haired guys, with both hands "Stroke Fist Six" pointed at Jiang Hao, and his strange voice fell, "Hi, man......"

Jiang Haoguli replied strangely, "You! you！ you！ I said happy that you said you! ”

A group of people began to writhe.

"Uh......" Zhou Fengchen had goosebumps, and 10,000 alpacas flew over his heart, and he really wanted to shout: Kill your uncle!

This place is not to stay for long! It is easy to die suddenly if you stay for a long time!

He took out the seven yuan from Jiang Hao's pocket, said hello and turned around to leave.

After walking a few steps away from the "devil's circle", I felt a lot more relaxed, looked around, and saw two stalls selling barbecue and haggis vermicelli in the distance opposite, lit a cigarette, and walked over.

At this time, the rain was a little lighter, and there were still a lot of people in the stalls, and there were a few people who were ready to pack and take away.

Zhou Fengchen glanced at the haggis vermicelli, okay! I couldn't afford to eat a bowl for eight yuan, so I ran to the barbecue again.

The stall guy was very polite, "What do you want to eat handsome guy?" ”

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose, "Give me his seven yuan!" ”

The guy subconsciously "um" for a moment, and then was stunned, "Huh? Seven bucks? ”

A few diners next to him also looked at it in surprise, and it was the first time they had heard of such a barbecue.

Zhou Fengchen coughed, "That's right! I have a bad stomach, and I am afraid of stomach trouble if I eat too much. ”

The young man took a bunch of rice cakes and two enoki mushrooms, "Wait!" ”

Zhou Fengchen nodded, stepped aside, and looked around boredly.

At this time, at a glance, I saw a strange figure, more than five meters, more and less, wearing a down jacket to cover the face, the fat whole person was in the shape of a round winter melon, but the footsteps were very agile, carrying a bowl of packaged haggis vermicelli, looking back while walking, suddenly ran into the alley next to it, and disappeared.

Zhou Fengchen felt that this figure was somewhat familiar, and he was sure that he/she must have been looking at himself just now.

See what I'm doing?

was pondering whether to chase in to see what this person was doing, and glanced at the haggis stall next to him, and he couldn't take his eyes off this glance.

Standing next to the stall was a girl in her twenties wearing a white down jacket and loose hair, stretching out her slender pale hand and pointing to the pot, "Boss! Let's have a bowl of haggis vermicelli, children eat, less oil! ”

The voice is very weak and ethereal, and the body exudes a layer of rich yin qi that is invisible to the naked eye.

Ghost!

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