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771. Street performers are so shy【4】

Baili Fenghua smiled faintly, and nodded gracefully: "Yes, didn't you get tricked by dad? Well, go collect the money quickly, don't miss this good opportunity!"

He felt that if Guang Xian'er acted alone, he would definitely be able to make enough money to support today's food and sleep problems.

"Dad, you are so bad!" Upon hearing this, Mo'er stared at his hateful father.

But in fact, the child is happy because his father has changed, and he has started to change since he met his mother.

My former father was not unintelligent, but he was just lost his mind. He was too lazy to do anything, not even to fool people. Moreover, he had not been seen smiling for many years.

The look of great pain and sorrow made him mistakenly think that his father didn't know what laughter was.

Now it's great, dad looks like their dad when he is like this!

So the little devil happily ran towards the audience: "Uncle, aunt, brother and sister, please give me some money!"

Everyone was very happy, just looking at the beautiful faces and the cute little girl on the stage who danced very beautifully, how could they be stingy!

Ten yuan, twenty yuan, fifty yuan, and one person even generously took out a hundred yuan for Xiao Mo'er.

Xiao Mo'er didn't know how much the money actually represented, but most people gave money, which made him very happy.

After a while, the rattan bowl was filled to the floor, and the little devil's face also smiled happily.

At this time, when Xian'er saw that Mo'er had collected the money, he also saw the situation and stopped his move. He made a move to sheath the sword and retracted the sword gracefully.

Wearing a white robe, she was extremely elegant. She walked to the front of the stage and saluted everyone: "I would like to thank you for your generous serving of naan!"

"One more part, one more part!" the audience on the side couldn't help shouting. They just thought it was so good and really wanted to watch another part.

"Thank you all for your kindness. If you have a chance next time, let me dance!" With a gentle smile on his pretty face, he slowly walked towards his father.

They are not really buskers, they just have enough money to cope with tonight.

"What a pity..."

"It's such a pity..."

The audience was reluctant to leave, but still dispersed one after another. After all, this kind of street show has always been like this.

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"Dad, do you think this money is enough for us to have a meal at night?" Mo'er asked while folding the money.

"Enough!" Although I don't know how to convert the money, looking at the satisfied looks in everyone's eyes, the money given is definitely not less.

Baili Fenghua has returned to his usual calmness, calmness and wisdom.

"Okay, I'm starving, let's go eat quickly!" Mo'er laughed happily when he heard this.

He was starving.

"Let's go and eat!" Baili Fenghua nodded.

"Wait, sir, please wait..." A middle-aged man's voice sounded from behind.

Baili Fenghua turned around and calmly looked at the slightly fat middle-aged man in front of her without saying a word.

"Hello, sir, I am Zheng Beimou, a reporter from Huayou Media Company. This is my business card!" Zheng Beimou handed the business card to Baili Fenghua with a friendly smile.

Baili Fenghua took the so-called business card from his hand and after reading the contents, remained silent.

He heard Qingqing talk about talent scouts, celebrities, and agencies.

At first Qingqing was very embarrassed, saying that if he were born in modern times, he would definitely be an international star!

So I also talked about some news in this regard.


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