The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 41

Yang Fan put the dozens of copperplates on his clothes into his sleeve pockets, waved to everyone and said, "Okay, since everyone wants to see me perform so much, I'll make a fool of myself today and sing a few songs for you all." Bar."

"Sing??"

The onlookers were stunned, what singing?
At that time, few people sang, and there was no such profession as a singer. It was just that some literati would write some poems and sing a few lines with ancient rhythms, but not many people could sing. Of course, Yang Fan could sing. Modern people Who can't sing? Even a three-year-old child can sing a children's song.

Yang Fan cleared his throat and was about to play a few songs for everyone. He clenched his fists and made a gesture like holding a microphone in a KTV, which confused the onlookers.

"What is that kid doing?"

"I do not know."

"Why did he clenched his fist and put his hand under his mouth? What is this for?"

"Who knows, let's see."

People were talking to each other, and Yang Fan started to sing.

"Aha~ Give me a cup of forgetful water, and make me not cry all night..."

He sang affectionately, and even forgot all the people around him. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was on a huge stage, and tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of people were cheering for him and shouting for him. He was intoxicated with his eyes closed, and none of the tunes he sang were accurate, but his posture was definitely in place.

"what happened to him?"

"How did such a good person become like this?"

"Do you need to hire a doctor??"

The onlookers didn't know what he was doing.

"Why is it so ugly?"

"Is this singing? What kind of poetry is this? Why do you still have to drink a glass of forgetful water?"

Yang Fan sang selflessly, as if he is now a superstar with hundreds of millions of fans.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's so ugly." Xiaobao covered his ears and stood aside, with an extremely uncomfortable expression.

"Even if I get drunk, even if I get heartbroken, you won't see me cry..."

"His poem rhymes quite well, but it's too flavorless, isn't it?"

"Yeah, this is not poetry, isn't this just vernacular?"

The crowd of onlookers has been reduced by almost half, and more than half of them are still looking at him with eyes like looking at alien species.

"Do you like it?"

Yang Fan stretched out his fist into the crowd, imagining that he was holding a microphone at everyone.

There was no response, and everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, I'll give you another song, you will definitely like this one."

He even applauded himself.

"You are my little apple, I can never love you too much..." He even twisted while singing.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's really embarrassing." Xiao Bao covered his face from the side.

"Light up the fire fire fire fire fire in my heart..."

The people onlookers thought he was crazy. Not only was he singing an unknown song, but he was also writhing as if he had epilepsy. This posture, this movement is just... like a fool.

"Is this fool out of his mind?"

"Yeah, I guess so, otherwise, why would his parents not want him?"

"Hey, it's so pitiful, it's so pitiful to be stupid at such a young age."

"Hey, yes, it really hurts to be crazy, do you have money?"

"Yes, I think he is quite pitiful, give him some."

"I'll give you some too. It'll be considered a good deed."

The two men threw some money at Xiao Bao one after another, Xiao Bao picked it up and said, "Wow, it's silver."

He happily ran to Yang Fan who was singing and dancing, and showed him the silver: "Brother, it's silver."

Yang Fan glanced at it while singing, what the hell, it's actually silver, and it's a silver ingot, it must be very valuable, it's great, it's great.

He was so happy that he danced and jumped up and down. He was so happy that he even took off his shirt and went shirtless.

"You are my little little apple..."

The two men watched Yang Fan getting more and more crazy, and shook their heads.

"Hey, look at him, it's getting worse."

"Yeah, it's really pitiful. It looks like it should be about the same age as my son. What a good age, so stupid so early."

"Yeah, give him some more money."

As they said that, the two took out a few more taels of silver and handed them over. Xiaobao was about to fly happily, taking the money and dancing there.

Seeing this situation, many people also felt compassion and sympathized with this dancing and mentally retarded person. Seeing his unexplainable movements and his singing of an unknown tune, people took out some money and threw it out. .

"Ding, ding..."

The copper plates fell to the ground one by one, Yang Fan's eyes were red.

Fuck, I can sing so well?So many people are in attendance?

He really felt the experience of having hundreds of millions of fans. He sang loudly, and even attracted the onlookers who were performing acrobatics and tricks around him. They didn't know what was going on here, and they all turned towards him. look around.

"What's wrong with this person??"

"He's crazy, didn't you see that he was like a great dancer there?"

"So pitiful."

"Look, look, what's wrong with that man? Why is he jumping up and down for a while, and he's still singing about apples."

More and more people were watching, and more and more people were throwing money. After a while, the ground was scattered with copper plates, and there were a few pieces of broken silver mixed in the copper plates.

Regardless of other things, Xiao Bao didn't even raise his head, squatting on the ground to pick up one by one, his heart was full of joy, and Yang Fan also thought that it was really his singing that was so beautiful , These people were deeply moved, so they threw so much money at me.

After he sang the last sentence, he waved his hand to the crowd and approached them. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with everyone, but when he stretched out his hand in front of others, what he got in exchange was not a handshake, but... The copperplate was thrown in the palm of his hand.

Fuck, it's too exciting, can this work?

Yang Fan couldn't hold back his joy at this moment, he almost knelt down to the big guys when he saw so much money.

After the people gave the money, they all shook their heads and left, feeling that this person was really pitiful, and they had to save him with money.

When the people were all gone, only two men were left in the wind, they were Yang Fan and Xiao Bao, who were squatting on the ground picking up money regardless of the other.

It was the first time for Yang Fan to feel the taste of picking up money. It was so exciting. If the money was in RMB, it would be so exciting. It’s a pity that I can’t take it home to buy things, but I can give it to Xiaobao. Maybe his family doesn’t Wealthy, the money is probably enough for his family's living expenses for a long time.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan glanced at Xiaobao, Xiaobao squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one, with an innocent smile on his face, seeing him so happy, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth...

(End of this chapter)