"You are Brother Litchi, we remember your license plate number, and we have been checking in here for several days!!"
After hearing Li Bu's words, the visitor immediately took out his mobile phone and used the photos in it to retort to Li Bu.
Faced with the visitor's rebuttal, Li Bu still lay there without any intention of getting up and said, "I'm a sweet potato seller, not a lychee seller. And if you want to listen to songs and find street singers, I'm a sweet potato seller."
How can I sing for you?"
"Brother Litchi, you have changed. You were not like this before. You will love us fans very much in the future. You have recently ignored us fans. If you do this, you will lose us." Hearing this, Li Bu remained the same.
There was no intention of getting up to sing, and the people who came immediately started shouting about taking off their fans.
Li Bu, who no longer wanted to be so popular at this time, still had no intention of getting up, and said in a casual tone: "What kind of fans do I, a sweet potato seller, want? Do you want to buy sweet potatoes? If you want to buy them, just get them yourself. If you don't want to buy them, don't bother me.
It's in the way, thank you..."
"Brother Lychee, you are really going to lose us if you act like this. We are not joking. Just sing to us. When you sing, the sweet potatoes will sell quickly. We guarantee it." Maybe he insisted on asking Li.
Let's sing. The visitor has no intention of leaving.
This time Li Bu still didn't get up, but the little guy beside him said in a sweet voice: "Big brother, big brother, you have never wanted to listen to singing. If you will help me sell out all these sweet potatoes, I can
I'll sing for you..."
"Kid, we are here to listen to your uncle sing. If you can let your uncle sing for us, can we buy all the sweet potatoes for you?" After hearing the little guy speak, the visitor immediately changed his target and said to the little guy.
The guy started cheating.
The little guy is very smart, how could she be deceived? Now she started to fight back; "Big brother, big brother, my uncle sang to me again, and it's something you haven't heard before. You can buy it for us."
After finishing the sweet potato, how about I sing it to you?"
Hearing the little guy's words, the visitors looked at each other a few times. After confirming that Li Buzhen had no intention of singing, they nodded and said, "Yes, you can, but the song you sing must be your uncle's."
It was written!”
"No problem, I guarantee it was written by my uncle. I am a good boy and I don't lie to others." After seeing that the elder brothers were really interested in buying sweet potatoes, the little guy immediately nodded his head happily and replied.
After getting the little guy's assurance, the visitor immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Not long after, a group of young men and women immediately poured out of the farmer's market, and after these people appeared, they immediately gathered around the little guy and started buying sweet potatoes.
There were a lot of people coming, twenty or thirty in total, so the sweet potatoes that Li pulled down were quickly bought up by them all.
After the sweet potatoes were sold out, the little guy stood on the stool and clapped his hands gently while singing in a sweet voice: "Let us row the oars, and the boat will push away the waves, and the sea will rise."
Reflecting the beautiful white pagoda surrounded by green trees and red walls
The boat was floating gently in the water, with the cool wind blowing in front of us. The red scarf was facing the sun, and the sunlight was shining on the sea. The fish in the water looked at us and quietly listened to our happy singing..."
After all, the little guy was too young and lacked lung power, so he couldn't continue singing halfway through the song. In desperation, Li Bu, who was lying there, could only continue the second half of her line and sang;...The boat's son gently,
Drifting in the water, the cool wind blew in my face
After finishing the day's homework, let's have fun,
I ask your dear friend, who will arrange a happy life for us?
The boat floated gently in the water, and the cool wind blew...
After "Let Us Swing the Oars" finished singing, Li Bu sat up a little speechlessly, looked at more and more onlookers and said with a wry smile: "I just want to sell some sweet potatoes quietly, what about you...
..."
"You also said that you are not Brother Lychee. Huh, don't blame yourself now, so hurry up and sing for us... We have prepared the guitar for you." After seeing Li Bu sit up, several young people
The man directly thrust a guitar into Li Bu's arms.
Looking at the guitar in his arms, Li Bu was stunned for a moment, and then said in a dumbfounded voice, "Brothers, can't you let me go?
Can you please let me calm down for a while? It’s not good to be discussed on the Internet every day. I recently took more than 80 puffs a day, and my nose is almost out of shape..."
"You don't want to go online, and you don't want to be so popular, right? Okay, then let's turn off our phones. We will only listen to songs today without recording. Is that okay?"
Recently, Li Bu doesn't do live broadcasts or come out to sing. Many people on the Internet have also discussed this matter.
In the end, the result they came to was just like what Li Bu said now, he wanted to keep a low profile.
Therefore, after several young people heard Li Bu's words, they immediately took the lead and asked everyone to turn off their mobile phones and stop recording Li Bu's videos.
Seeing this posture, if he didn't sing today, he probably wouldn't be able to leave, so in desperation, Li Bu could only pick up the guitar, play it gently, and sing with his eyes slightly closed;
I have walked through so many intersections and heard so many sighs. I take your confusion seriously.
I think everyone can feel this kind of confusion. Fortunately, I can share your worries.
Can you get closer? Can you get closer to satisfy the little vanity in my heart?
In fact, you don’t know that in my heart you are the most beautiful, just like the rainbow in the sky after the storm
If you don’t know where to go tomorrow, just stay with me and be my wife. My arms that are not broad enough will also be yours, a warm embrace...
After singing the song "Will you be my wife?", Li Bu stood up and started cleaning up his stall. He looked at the onlookers and said with a wry smile, "This song is called "Will you be my wife?"
Okay, now that the singing is over, my sweet potatoes are also sold out, so everyone should leave..."
"Brother Lychee, will you still come to sell sweet potatoes tomorrow? If you still sing tomorrow, we will come to buy your sweet potatoes..." Seeing that this was Li Bu's old rule, he would leave after singing the song, so people gathered around to watch.
The crowd quickly asked him if he would come tomorrow.
The sweet potatoes at Li Bu's house were really sold out, so Li Bu, who didn't plan to come again, shook his head and said, "I won't come. The sweet potatoes at home have been sold out, but if you want to hear me sing, come to me."
Live broadcast room, I will hold a live broadcast this Sunday..."
"Brother Lychee, we will wait for you then, but you can't let go anymore."
"Yes, Brother Lychee, we know that you bought the pigeons, so you must not let go of the pigeons."
"Brother Lychee, the live broadcast will be on Sunday. You have to keep your word. I have no songs to listen to now. I am just waiting for your new song."
"Yes, you can't release our pigeons, otherwise we will buy eagles and release them here, and let them eat your pigeons."
Hearing what the big guy said, Li Bu didn't answer. After returning the stool and chair, he took the little guy and drove directly to find a place to eat.
But along the way, he kept wondering about one thing, which was... who leaked the news and let others know about his pigeon raising.