I, panda, earn money to support my family!

After resting enough, the familiar sound of the gong sounded again, and Xiong Zhumao just stayed there watching the performance, thoughtfully, as if he had found a way to make money.

But his original body was so fierce, wouldn't cowardly humans really be afraid?

The two of them originally went out earlier, but now the sun is just right, the number of people at the rally has not decreased, and there is a trend of increasing.

According to Jiang Chengren's current interests, he didn't have enough shopping at all.

He used to like to go down the mountain to have a look at the human world, but because of his status as a ginseng essence, he was coveted everywhere, and he didn't dare to go too far, but today is different, with the mountain god by his side, which coincides with the grand event of human beings, so What a strange thing, his interest is getting higher and higher.

But he walked forward for a while, only to find that the mountain god who had been walking in front of him was walking more and more slowly, thoughtfully, and even when someone bumped into him, he didn't dodge in time.

Just as he was about to ask something, Xiong Zhumao dragged him to a less crowded alley.

Jiang Chengren's originally relaxed mind instantly tensed up: "Master Mountain God, did something happen?"

Although he was small, he still opened his hands to protect Xiong Zhumao in a dignified manner, carefully observing the changes in the surrounding environment.

Xiong Zhumao felt a little guilty when he saw the nervous state of the little ginseng essence, and touched his nose with his hand to cover it up.

But after thinking about what he was going to do, he decided to send people away. As a god of the mountain, he was embarrassed by money. If the animals in the mountain knew about it, it would be even worse if they were sad up.

"That Chengren, it's all right, don't be afraid, I just thought that the two of us have been down the mountain for too long, what if they fight over another piece of land?"

He was not good at lying at all, and he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Chengren. Fortunately, Jiang Chengren was not tall enough, so he didn't notice anything wrong with him.

Jiang Chengren glanced at the lively crowd after listening, the hope in his eyes was about to turn into reality, and finally he lowered his head lonely and sensible and said firmly to Xiong Zhumao, "Master Mountain God, then I'll go back and look at them first."

He could guess that the mountain god must have other purposes for coming to this temple fair. The mountain god has put so much effort into raising the mountain, so why would he hold back!

After speaking, thinking that he could still solve the problem for Lord Shanshen, his mood became cheerful again, and he even turned around and left immediately.

Xiong Zhumao breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he didn't know what to say next.

"Okay, then I'll send you back first, and I'll take you out for a stroll when I have a chance later."

He stretched out his hand, still counting the time in his heart, thinking that he must hurry back in a while.

Jiang Chengren had already adjusted his mentality, and waved his hand at Xiong Zhumao: "My lord, the mountain god, you don't need to send me off. I know the way back. Go and get busy, my lord. I also have a thousand years of Taoism." Zhi Shen was extremely moved, the mountain god was so busy, he was still worried about his safety.

Xiong Zhumao thought about it for a while and didn't insist on it anymore, but stroked the head of the little ginseng essence soothingly, and patted a bunch of protective hairs on it, so that even if Jiang Chengren really encountered some problems on the way back, he It can also sense passing by in time.

Seeing that little figure dart away, Xiong Zhumao took a deep breath and prepared to carry out his great cause of earning money just now.

He continued to go back to the street, and picked up the cardboard box that he had been looking forward to for a long time. Even when he just wanted to send Jiang Chengren away with an excuse, he was still afraid that the box would be picked up by others.

Xiong Zhumao went to the corner of the alley where no one was there, tore open the box, and carefully blocked it with a board, transforming into his own prototype.

The originally handsome and tall man disappeared in an instant, and instead a chubby black and white ball appeared in the corner.

Xiong Zhumao stretched out his claws, carefully popped out the silver-bright iron-like hook nails, controlled his own strength and poked it on the cardboard, looking at the big hole he poked out with a dazed face.

He didn't expect to fail so thoroughly for the first time, so he could only control the strength more carefully, as if all the hairs on his body were working hard, for fear of disturbing the fragile cardboard.

Xiong Zhumao thought about the words on the sign that the man was holding up just now, and called up the inheritance in the monster decree, and finally deducted the words according to the gourd drawing, and filled the traces with the juice of grass leaves next to it , which is more conspicuous.

He looked at the confetti falling on the ground, wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with his bear's paw, and felt that his bear's paw was tense and stiff.

He ignored the word "Photo" that he had accidentally dug into a big hole, thinking that this brand was perfect.

Xiong Zhumao, who felt that everything was well prepared, couldn't wait to return to the lively temple fair with his billboard.

A round and fluffy panda suddenly appeared in the crowd of the temple fair. Because they didn't know what this imitation panda was going to do, many people were so cute that they couldn't get close to it, and it looked so small. What to do if it is squeezed!

Although the crowd watched, they kept a certain distance, and a large area was formed on the crowded street with Xiong Zhumao as the center. This strange situation also aroused the curiosity of others, and more and more people came forward to think about it. To find out what the hell is going on.

Seeing the vacuum around him, Xiong Zhumao was stunned. Why do human beings have great enthusiasm for a little monkey, but they "shelter away" from his original body!

Is it because his original body looks too scary, so humans dare not go forward.

He didn't expect to be willing to "sell himself" and sacrifice for a while after a long period of psychological construction, but human beings didn't buy it at all. They even stood far away and only wanted to prostitute his photos for nothing.

The whole bear languished instantly. Although his face was covered by thick fur, everyone could still see the expression of "Xiong Xiong is wronged, and Xiong Xiong doesn't say anything".

It was really embarrassing for him to have the idea of ​​running away.

Just when he was about to squeeze out of the crowd in desperation, finally a young lady couldn't bear it anymore, her face was flushed with excitement, and she tried hard to control her hands that wanted to make trouble.

"Can I take a picture with you, please?"

The little girl approached and saw this cute panda and felt happier. It's so imitative, how can it be so cute, ahhhhhh, I really want to touch it.

Xiong Zhumao's originally dark eyes suddenly brightened surprisingly, is there anyone who finally appreciates his fierce prototype?

He nodded hastily, and finally remembered his purpose when the young lady restrainedly approached him to take pictures.

He quickly covered his face with a piece of cardboard, and Bearpaw waved the words on it.

The little sister was in a hurry, and the opportunity that came so hard, why the panda beside her was not happy again.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, don't be afraid, I'll just take a picture."

His whole bear face was hidden behind the cardboard, and the word "Zhao" just happened to form a hole, revealing part of his bear face aggrievedly.

The little girl stood next to him anxiously, wondering if the panda was not happy with herself, and just about to back off, someone from the crowd pointed out: "Girl, do you think the bear said, 'Pat the bear, ten Yuan once!'"

When the crowd heard this, they immediately became agitated again.

The girl was woken up, looked at the sign carefully, and asked tentatively: "Xiong Xiong, do you have to pay to take pictures?"

Seeing that the human being finally understood what he meant, Xiong Zhumao nodded quickly.

Give!For the big ones!

The little girl quickly took out the cash on her body and put it in the small box that Xiong Zhumao had prepared.

This little girl felt that she had to restrain her excited emotions, and Xiong Zhumao also felt that she had to restrain her "violent appearance". In the photo, one person and one bear are very harmonious, but they seem excited and excited, and Xiong is afraid of restraint. .

The people around saw that it was really possible to take pictures, so they all started to try and prepare to take a photo with Xiong Zhumao for a while.

Seeing that the people in the back row were impatiently trying to urge her to go down, she hurriedly discussed with the eyes of the panda in front of her, "Can I pet you? I can pay again!"

Xiong Zhumao thought about the experience of being raped in the Demon Management Bureau, and thought about money, and finally his face froze, and he shook his head.

However, the little girl did not give up directly after being rejected. She felt that there must be someone controlling this high-tech imitation panda from the other end, and was discussing with the person on the other end.

"Look, there's only this panda here now, I'll collect the money for you, and finally let this panda get closer to take a photo with me, and I'll just hug it, please. "

Xiong Zhumao ignored the sense of disobedience in this sentence, thought about it carefully, and finally nodded hesitantly, he really needs help.

Because the scene is already chaotic, many people are rushing to get ready to take pictures,

"Don't squeeze, I came first, I will be the next one!"

"I came first!"

"Why is there still someone jumping in line!"

……

"Everyone, don't crowd, listen to me now, those who want to take pictures, now line up along the empty area here, and prepare money in advance."

Many people also left after satisfying their curiosity, and the crowd around him was soon sorted out.

In this way, as a working panda who sells himself to earn money, he also has a special "broker" to help him take care of it and maintain order by the way.

Xiong Zhumao sat obediently on the stone pier, like a sculpture. He was still a little unaccustomed to the approach of humans, and it took him a lot of effort to restrain his desire to avoid it.

"Xiongxiong, you can also change the action, for example, you can swing your claws."

The girl not only helps maintain order, but also takes pictures. She thinks the panda in the camera can be cuter. The frozen image in this photo is not as cute as the panda in reality!

When Xiong Zhumao heard it, he looked at the kid next to him who was holding the scissors, and hesitantly raised his bear paw.

Xiong tilted his head, raised his claws, and prepared to "copy homework" expression, which made many people at the scene have nosebleeds.

"Ahh! Look, he can really wave his hands, so cute, if only he could hug him!"

Slowly, Xiong Zhumao took pictures more and more freely, and changed his movements from time to time, and there were even photo props sent by others beside him.

Ever since Xiong Zhumao appeared in this temple fair, his popularity has been the highest, and he never stopped, people came and went.

Although he was a little tired, he was very happy in his heart. After all, one person was worth ten yuan!

"Mom, look I took a photo with the panda, the panda is so cute!"

"Okay, yes, when I have a chance in the future, Mom will take you to the zoo to see real pandas."

"Mom, isn't it, is this really not a real panda?"

……

After seeing off the last pair of mother and child, it was already dark, Xiong Zhumao froze when he heard their conversation going away, why is he not a real panda? !

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