[62] Everyone sings and weeps, if you don't run, you're still waiting to be beaten?
"Let me go, it's really my little brother here. Little brother, I thought you would stop coming to our place after you became famous."
"Yeah, we thought you were going crazy after you became famous. Many of our brothers left messages on your Winter Melon Video, but you didn't reply to any of us."
"Yes, look at my message. I have posted a photo of us together, and it has more than 30,000 likes. But you just ignored me, making me wait for a long time in vain."
After shouting from the stall owners passing by, the owners of the farmer's market came over one by one. Some took pictures of Li Bu directly with their mobile phones, while others complained that Li Bu ignored him on the winter melon video.
people.
Hearing the complaints from these big brothers, Li Bu quickly packed a bag of pears and handed it to the market manager, and then explained to the big guys in a dumbfounded voice: "Brothers, you have misunderstood me.
There are so many people sending me messages on my Winter Melon Video account that I can’t even see them, and I don’t dare to reply at all!!
Because many of the people who sent me messages were acquaintances, and even if I wanted to reply, I couldn’t reply at all.
And if I reply, it will easily happen that I reply to this but not to that.
At that time, I responded to the message from Brother Li, the fish seller, but not from Brother Huang, the vegetable seller. Then Brother Li was happy, but Brother Huang was unhappy, right? So in order to avoid this situation, I
I didn’t even choose to reply.
Of course, I have seen your messages. You said you miss me, and I miss you too.
No, look, my pears have just matured, so I hurriedly dragged my elder brother down to sell the pears."
"Hahaha... I just said that our little brother can't be one of those Internet celebrities who don't recognize others after they become famous.
Little brother, it’s still the same, you sing for us, how about we wrap up your pears?” After listening to Li Bu’s explanation, the owners of the farmer’s market immediately began to encourage Li Bu to sing happily.
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After hearing what the owners of the farmer's market said, Li Bu first cut a few pears with a knife for everyone to try, and then said in a dumbfounded voice, "I responded to your request and uploaded the song to the Internet, and now it's all done."
Now that you can listen to it on your mobile phone, you still want to listen to my a cappella singing without accompaniment, don’t you feel bored..."
"It's definitely not boring anymore. People who want to pay money to listen to your concert have to wait ten years. Those of us who have priority for ten years can still listen to it for free. If you sing a cappella or just scream a few words, we are also happy to listen. Yes.
No, big guy?" After hearing Li Bu's words, a farmer's market owner immediately stood up and cheered cheerfully.
"Yes, as long as it is sung by you, we are happy to listen."
"So we stick to the old rules, we'll take care of your things, and then you can sing to us..."
"Yes, brother Litchi, please sing for us. We haven't listened to you sing for more than a month. Although you are a bit hateful and often make us cry when you sing, we just like to hear you sing.
Song."
After one boss took the lead in making noise, the rest of the farmer's market bosses who gathered around immediately added fuel to the fire and shouted for Li Bu to sing.
Even the farmer's market manager, who was holding the pears given by Li Bu, was also making noise at this time.
Seeing everyone making noises, Li Bu knew that if he didn't sing, he wouldn't be able to leave today.
So at this time, Li Bu could only nod helplessly, and complained with a wry smile: "Hey, others invited me to go to a business performance with a million dollars, but I was too lazy to go. In the end, you just bought a few kilograms of fruit.
He sent me away, but there's nothing I can do about it. Who made you my eldest brother?
Okay, let’s stick to the old rules. When the fruits are sold out, I will sing for everyone.
But today I have to add a rule. After I finish singing, no one is allowed to block me, follow me, or chase me like a star.
Finally, let me tell you some good news. After today’s pears are sold out, I will come down to sell them again in a few days, because there are still some unpicked ones at home that we can’t finish if we keep them. Okay, let’s start selling them.
, five yuan a pound, you can choose it yourself..."
"I want ten kilograms, a total of two hundred yuan. Um, how much do you say a kilogram is?"
"No, Brother Lychee, did you say the wrong price? You're going to lose five yuan a pound, right?"
"That's right, Brother Lychee, other supermarkets sell it for six yuan per catty, why do you sell it for five yuan per catty?"
"Yes, did you say something wrong? You should have said fifty-one pounds, not five yuan a pound, right?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard that Li Bu's pears were selling for only five yuan a pound.
Everyone originally thought that since Li Bu was famous now, the things he sold must be more expensive than others, but it turned out that he sold them cheaper than the special pears in the supermarket, so everyone was a little doubtful at this time, whether Li Bu was shouting
Wrong price.
Hearing what the big guy said, Li Bu quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's only five yuan per catty. I didn't call the wrong price. These pears are grown at home and don't cost much, so they will be sold cheaper..."
"Okay, bring me fifty pounds. I'm going to give ten pounds to each of my relatives."
"Bring me thirty kilograms, one kilogram for my family, one kilogram for my parents' house, and one kilogram for my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Put them in three bags."
"We also want thirty pounds. We are not the bosses here, but you can't favor one thing over another. We have to sell it fairly and fairly."
After explaining clearly, Li Bu saw that everyone was starting to ask for pears, so he stopped talking. Together with Li Hong, he weighed the pears for everyone to collect money, and at the same time collected the basket of sold pears and threw them into the car.
In less than half an hour, Li Hong's pears were sold out.
At this time, Li Bu also stood up. After playing the accompaniment on the car stereo, he took the matching microphone, straightened his throat, and sang in a thick, slightly hoarse voice;....
The wanderer misses you out there, dear mother,
Wandering footsteps have traveled all over the world, without a home.
The winter wind carries snowflakes and blows my tears away,
The wandering people miss you outside, dear mother. The wandering footsteps have traveled all over the world without a home. The winter wind carries snowflakes and blows my tears away.
Walk, walk, walk, walk, how many years have passed, the spring grass is sprouting, it is spring and summer again..."
When you first listen to the wandering song, you have a hazy feeling, as if you have found it but haven't touched it yet, and this feeling will also give you a strong desire to explore.
When listening to it for the second time, those who had worked outside for several years and had not returned home, as well as those who were old and had yet to make any achievements, burst into tears almost instantly and uncontrollably.
In the farmer's market, there are many people with no great potential, so when Li Bu finished singing the wandering song twice, there were already many owners and customers of the farmer's market, holding their heads and crying.
Seeing someone starting to cry loudly, Li Bu quickly pulled Li Hong into the car, then quickly started the car, and then drove Li Hong away from the farmer's market as if running away, heading towards the town government.
Seeing Li Bu's behavior, Li Hong, who was also cried by Li Bu's singing, immediately showed a puzzled expression and asked: "Xiao Bu, you sang very well just now, why did you sing so quickly?
Did you drag me away and run away?"
"Are you stupid? People are crying because of my singing. If you don't leave, will you be beaten over there?" After saying a few words to Li Hong angrily, Li Bu threw the tissue to him.
Then he continued to drive his car.
To be honest, Li Bu didn't know what his situation was. He used to sing very well, but he wouldn't sing like he does now.
The songs he sings now are always like magic, easily bringing people into it. Even he himself sometimes feels the same and makes him cry.
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