MTL - Strange Life of a Cat-Chapter 61 These 2 get 1 street performers

Zheng Tan felt that Fang Shaokang was quite unreliable.

After this guy entered the county seat, he accidentally came across the idea of ​​buying a bicycle while passing a bicycle shop. Actually, I have n’t ridden a bike for a long time, even if it ’s a self-driving tour, it ’s a four-wheel drive.

The owner of that car shop has been selling for a long time, and Fang Shaokang did not buy the brand-new mountain bike, which is said to be the most advanced design, and only bought a second-hand one.

Even if it was a used car, it was a mountain bike anyway. The owner was unhappy because Fang Shaokang didn't buy a new car, but after all, he made a business and checked the car again.

Fang Shaokang looked at the black cat squatting not far away, then looked at the bicycle being inspected, and said to the boss, "Boss, please help me add a front basket."

The owner of the car shop looked at Fang Shaokang strangely. I didn't expect that someone would make such a request. Generally, this kind of car is mainly used for sports. Who would put it in a basket and go to buy food? However, since the customer has proposed it, he will not refuse to go out, how much can a basket make.

In accordance with professional ethics, the boss still asked: "Are you loading carts for cargo?"

Fang Shaokang thought about it and nodded, "Yes."

"How much?"

"Not too heavy."

Then the boss stopped talking. Since it was just loading goods and not heavy things, there was no need to modify it much. Just put a basket on it.

After overhaul, finish loading the basket, pay by hand, and deliver by hand.

Step on the car. Fang Shaokang felt good about himself, as if back to when he was young, suddenly looking forward to the next trip.

Zheng Tan squatted and looked at the uncle Fang who felt good about himself. He couldn't figure out why the surname Fang chose this way of life. Zheng Tan listened to Zhao Le's tone when he called with Dao Jiao. Some respects came out, not the kind of hypocritical politeness, but true respect, that is to say that the surname Fang should also have a bit of background, at least it will certainly not be at hand, but what is the reason for this three More than ten people running forty choose this kind of life experience? Makes himself like a downcast.

Zheng Tan was thinking. Fang Shaokang has already come by bike. Stopping in front of Zheng Tan, patted the car basket, very authentic: "Cargo, get in the car!"

Zheng Tan: "..." Your uncle!

They are going from this small county to another city. The next stop is a big city. The surrounding road conditions should be fairly good.

Hop on the bicycle basket. Zheng Tan felt a bit wrong, but couldn't say why, anyway, it wasn't as comfortable as squatting in the basket of Xiaoyuzi's stroller.

Fang Shaokang was carrying a travel bag. Ride in the direction of going out of town. The road was smooth when in the city, but it was different when out of the city.

From the small county seat to the big city at the next stop, the road was indeed repaired, but the repairs were all high-speed. It was OK to drive there. You can just ride a bicycle.

If there is no high speed, I will take the national road, but this whole journey is not all on the national road. In order to experience the feeling of riding a mountain bike, Fang Shaokang chose a rural road after walking out of the city, and then went on the national road.

And Zheng Tan's bitter experience began from this rural path.

Mountain bikes have a shock-absorbing design on the front, which is different from ordinary bicycles. The owner of that car shop did n’t make too many modifications when loading the basket, so it was Zheng Tan who suffered.

The bicycle was driving on a country road. The road was a bumpy stone and dirt road. When it was bumpy, Zheng Tan felt that the basket was moving up and down, which was much more uncomfortable than shaking on Wei Ling's bicycle. All dizzy.

Fang Shaokang didn't feel much uncomfortable. Now he is still in the novelty stage, and he is quite interested. He hums the little song until he feels the movement on the basket.

Zheng Tan jumped hard in the basket twice before he caught Fang Shaokang's attention. When Fang Shaokang stopped the car, he jumped out of the basket directly. When I landed, I was a little dizzy and almost stood still.

"What's wrong?" Fang Shaokang looked at the side of the road, squatting his ears and posing a reluctant Zheng Tan, looked at the basket, raised his hand and dialed out of the basket twice, and looked again. The fork of the car suddenly reminded me of the question from the owner of the car shop, and the main problem was that it was here.

"This basket is uncomfortable?" Fang Shaokang thought for a while, "Why don't you squat in my bag?"

Zheng Tan still did n’t squat into the big travel bag at last, but stood on the travel bag. He has claws that can catch the travel bag so that he won't fall down, and he won't sway like he did in the basket, but he can step on both Shao Kang's head.

Fang Shaokang, who was stomped twice, felt that the cat must have been intentional. No wonder others said that the cat's revenge was serious. Next time I'm in town, I'll buy a hat, otherwise this cat really wants to rebel, and his third party hasn't been trampled on like this.

After exiting this rural road and on the national road, this feels much better. Without turbulence, Zheng Tan can still take a nap on the bag.

Zheng Tan was comfortable, but Fang Shaokang gradually felt strenuous, and when he was fresh, he started to feel tired. The weight of the backpack was even heavier with a cat.

After riding for several hours in a row, I found a place to stop and rest on the way. When we set off again, under the complaint of Fang Shaokang, Zheng Tan squatted back to the basket to relieve stress for Fang Sanshu.

The national road is definitely much better than the country road, and Zheng Tan doesn't have much opinion.

In this way, the ride stopped, and they did not enter the city until the evening.

I found a small hotel nearby because I didn't know that the hotel owner would not allow cats. Zheng Tan hid in his bag. The rooms are small and single rooms. Other equipment is quite complete.

Fang Shaokang rode in the car for a long time, at this time tired to get down, but before getting down, he first took out the SLR digital camera and looked at the photos taken today, took a small book and made some records.

While Fang Shaokang was sorting out the photos and recordings, Zheng Tan ran into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and then started bathing.

It's been a long time since I took a bath. Coupled with the fact that the basket was too tired today, Zheng Tan decided to take a good dip. The main purpose was to drown the fleas on his body. Zheng Tan was very helpless with the flea thing. It was not eradicable. Even without touching other animals, he could cause some in the grass.

Squeeze a shower gel, rub at will, and start swimming. According to the current body shape, this bathtub can indeed be regarded as a small swimming pool for Zheng Tan.

It's better to be a person. Not to flea like this. Zheng Tan was emotional.

When Fang Shaokang finished putting things into the bathroom. When I saw the black cat swimming in the bathtub, he looked very comfortable. Lying in the bath, but also squeezed shower gel!

Fang Shaokang has friends and cats, so I have heard of it. Most cats don't like bathing. Sure enough, Zhao Le said the same. This cat is special.

The black cat is evil. Fang Shaokang secretly.

After Zheng Tan finished washing. I found a hair dryer to blow my hair. The hair dryer rests on the table, the button is turned on, and it is set to the hot air position. Then Zheng Tan kept adjusting the angle to blow hair. A little bit more trouble, just solve the problem.

When Fang Shaokang came out of the bathroom, he looked at the only bed and the black cat lying in the middle of it. The habit of cats occupying the territory really hates them.

The next day, one cat and one cat slept until noon.

Zheng Tan was okay. In addition to flea, he took a good night's sleep and was full of energy.

Fang Shaokang, on the other hand, felt that the neck and back were aching, and the lumbar spine was painful as well—the sequelae of cycling. There are also particular about long-distance riding on mountain bikes. From the car to the person's posture, there are sayings. Fang Shaokang doesn't understand anything, so naturally.

After lunch, Fang Shaokang and Zheng Tan went out.

Fang Shaokang should take a closer look at the city. Zheng Tan didn't have a particular interest, so he became a free tour.

The camera was hung on the neck by Fang Shaokang, Zheng Tan stayed inside the bag, as before, looking out from the zipper of the bag.

Many large cities in the interior have not built subways these years, and urban construction is certainly not as good as it was a few years later.

Zheng Tan doesn't care much about many things now, but just looks at them idle and bored, killing time. I don't know what Fang Shaokang was looking at, but he took it seriously.

In the evening, Fang Shaokang came to a square where there were many people. There was a commercial street not far away. There were some people dancing on the square, there were young people, and there were middle-aged aunts.

The surrounding is noisy, Fang Shaokang may not want to stay here anymore, and is about to leave.

Before leaving, Zheng Tan was caught by a chord of guitar chords. Fang Shaokang apparently noticed and walked over there.

At the corner of the square, there were a few young people singing there, and there were people watching around, but not many. Still others threw coins in front of them.

Fang Shaokang watched for a while, and talked in the past while they were resting.

These five young people are not from this city, nor are they from the same place. They all came here and met. Everyone can talk and they are ready to start a band. Originally in high school, he was an underage child, but did not go to school. They said that because they love music too much, they also wanted to come out and see the world.

In the youth of many people, there will be a dream about wandering, a wandering complex. This wandering can be regarded as a yearning for freedom and a pursuit of dreams. There seems to be nothing that can stop the young, restless and insincere heart.

Zheng Tan vaguely remembered seeing a wandering singer before. In his twenties, he carried a guitar every day and sang in every corner of the city. Sometimes he was invited to sing by some small bars. People talk about wandering singers, who have the impression that they have no place to live and wander around. Regarding the wandering singer, Zheng Tan only stayed on a dismal back, there was not much memory.

At that time, Zheng Tan often appeared in clubs, ktv and other places, and did not have the leisure to listen to street performers, and also held a contempt attitude towards street singers. Occasionally fill a good person in front of some pretty girls and save some money instead of treating it as a kind of spiritual enjoyment. After all, it is just an occasional pastime.

"What I need is appreciation from everyone, not pity me. We are not as unkempt as others think, not a few lice in our hair are street art ..." The young man talking to Fang Shaokang Speaking, share your thoughts.

"Then how much money do you make every day?" Fang Shaokang asked.

The young man scratched his head. Somewhat embarrassed, "Maybe, I used to earn less when I was alone, so I could collect a ticket for a few days. Now it's better, we will sing here for a while, contact a small bar the day before yesterday, and later It ’s time to sing, but it ’s still early, just come here to practice. ”

Fang Shaokang looked at the steel golems thrown on the ground, thoughtfully. I found a shop and rented a guitar before I left. Not too good a guitar, not as good as those kids.

Back to the small hotel in the evening, Fang Shaokang tried the guitar, but it was a bit jerky at first. But gradually he became proficient. Obviously I have trained before.

Zheng Tan is preparing to sleep. Called by Fang Shaokang.

"Black charcoal, let's go to the show tomorrow!"

Zheng Tan: "..." Why did this girl suddenly have such a thought?

"I heard that many people bring pets to entertain, and that kind of money makes a lot. Hey. I have prepared this stuff for you!"

Saying that Fang Shaokang took out a finished glass canned bottle, the other hand held an iron spoon that he didn't know where to pick it up, and tapped the canned bottle with an iron spoon, making a "ding" with a crisp sound.

Looking at the canned bottle and iron spoon, Zheng Tan probably knew what Fang Shaokang wanted to do, but at this time he had the right to understand it.

Seeing that the cat didn't respond in front of him, Fang Shaokang thought, "No, Zhao Le said that this cat understands human words and is very patient. If you want to express what it means, just talk to it directly, without using food to induce it."

After a few moments of silence, Fang Shaokang said, "Don't you say that you are very clever? Can't you do this? Nor is Zhao Le so amazing."

The radical method is useless. Zheng Tan continued to lower his head and pretended not to know.

"Let ’s see, I do n’t have much pocket money. If you look at the small hotel we are staying in today, the conditions are too bad. I will go to the street to perform tomorrow. If I make more money, let ’s go to a better hotel. The kind of double room, each with a bed, is large, not crowded, and does not need to grab pillows and quilts. How comfortable? "

Zheng Tan really thought about it this time. Fang Shaokang said that having no pocket money does not mean that he has no money, so in this sentence, Zheng Tan would treat him as farting, but if he could change to a better hotel, Zheng Tan would certainly like to have annoying flies and mosquitoes in this place. .

"Also, if we make money, let's just go to the next city without a bike."

Zheng Tan looked at Fang Shaokang, and he believed that if he didn't ride the bike, Fang Shaokang suffered from riding a bike by himself and didn't want to ride it anymore, but took it out as a condition. However, if this is true, Zheng Tan is willing to give it a try. He is afraid that Fang Shaokang's mind will be prepared to walk on foot. Today, he also saw Fang Shaokang went to the shop selling tents. It is estimated that he did have the idea. .

Fang Shaokang knocked the glass jar twice with an iron spoon, then placed the iron spoon in front of Zheng Tan, waiting for Zheng Tan to make a decision.

Zheng Tan dialed an iron spoon. Even if he was willing to try it, it was not easy to get it.

"Oh, there's this!" Fang Shaokang took out a paper roll with a serial number and attached the paper roll to an iron spoon with transparent glue. The paper roll just allowed Zheng Tan to stretch an arm in.

Zheng Tan looked at Fang Shaokang, this guy was really prepared. Put your arm into the paper tube, lift the iron spoon when you raise your arm, and knock it towards the glass jar.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound.

"Yeah, that's it, no, let me sing it, you knock." Fang Shaokang plucked the guitar's metal strings and began to sing, "A flash and a sparkle ~"

Zheng Tan: "..." Mentally retarded.

Seeing Fang Shaokang looking at himself, Zheng Tan took a deep breath and knocked the spoon over.

"Ding!"

"Very good! Come next! Little stars all over the sky ~"

"Ding!"

"Hang on the sky and let the light shine ~"

"Ding!"

...

Practice the cooperation until the eleven o'clock, the next person couldn't help it, came knocking on the door and scolding, this person stopped by a cat.

The next day, Zheng Tan was pulled by Fang Shaokang to continue to cooperate with practice. After lunch, he took a nap and took the guy out at four o'clock.

Before it was getting dark, more people began to grow in the square.

In that corner, the five young people I met yesterday were there again. After debugging, they started singing. The songs they sang include the popular music and the classic songs of the past. They are all young people's favorite and full of vitality.

Fang Shaokang looked over there, and then found a place where no one was, and put the prepared paper box forward.

A mouth opened on the carton, Zheng Tan thought it was like a donation box, and he was the poor cat who needed everyone to do good.

Someone around came to see the situation here.

Fang Shaokang wore a hat and his beard had not been shaved these days. He could not see his original appearance. Zheng Tan felt that he must be intentional.

Putting the cardboard box in place, Fang Shaokang put the glass bottle aside again, then took out the guitar, leaned on a lamp post, and started to fiddle.

The curious glances of people around him made Zheng Tan feel hot. Whether he was a man or a cat now, he hasn't sold in the public eye, which made him very embarrassed. He was fine when he was in a hotel. But now, with so many people watching, Zheng Tan felt that the iron spoon was heavy.

I really don't want to touch that stuff!

Not far away, the five young people finished singing "Glorious Years" and also noticed this.

"Hey! It's about to start!" Fang Shaokang reminded Zheng Tan.

Zheng Tan shook his ears. At this time, it didn't seem to be very good to exit, it felt like escape. After doing some psychological construction, Zheng Tan stretched his arm into the paper tube of the iron spoon.

There are more and more people coming around curiously, and Fang Shaokang also started to play the guitar. This technique is not very good to the young people.

After a prelude, Fang Shaokang's bold voice sounded.

"Walk the Quartet-Long Lushui ~"

Zheng Tan hardened his scalp, raised an iron spoon and knocked over the glass jar.

"Ding!"

"A confused village and village ~"

"Ding!"

"Look at the setting sun and come back ~"

"Ding ~"

"The earth is not old and the sky is long and long ..."

When Fang Shaokang sang the first sentence, one of the young people over there drank directly. No one expected that this uncle would sing this song while playing a guitar.

The performance is bad and the singing is bad, but more and more people are watching. And many people started throwing money into that cardboard box.

Zheng Tan feels like one now, no, he and Fang Shaokang are both.

People, cats, and these two street performers. (To be continued ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Five thousand words chapter, sorry no two changes.

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