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Chapter 62【62】Sing people to tears, don't run away, are you still waiting to be beaten?
"I'm going, it's really the little brother who is here, little brother, I thought you wouldn't come to us after you became popular."

"That's right, we thought you were gone after you became popular. Many of our brothers left messages on your winter melon video, but you didn't reply to us at all."

"That's right, look at my message, I posted our previous group photo here, and it got more than 3 likes, but you just ignored me, making me wait for a long time in vain."

After yelling from the passing stall owners, the owners of the farmer’s market ran over one by one, some took pictures of Li Bu directly with their mobile phones, and some complained that Li Bu ignored 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 dumbfoundingly; "Big brothers, you have misunderstood me.

In my winter melon video account, there are so many people who send me messages, I can't read it at all, and I don't dare to reply at all! !
Because many of the people who sent me messages were acquaintances, I just wanted to reply, but I couldn't reply at all.

And if I reply, it is easy to have a bad situation where I reply to this but not to that.

At that time, I replied to the message of Brother Li selling fish, but did not return the message of Brother Huang selling vegetables. Then Brother Li is happy, but Brother Huang is not happy, right, so in order to avoid this situation, I I chose not to reply.

Of course, I saw your message, you said you missed me, and I missed you too.

No, you see, my pear has just ripened, so I hurriedly dragged my elder brother down to sell pears. "

"Hahaha, I just said that our little brother, it can't be those Internet celebrities who don't recognize people when they become popular.

Little brother, it's still the same, you sing to us, how about we wrap 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 again.

Hearing what the owners of the farmer's market said, Li Bu first cut a few pears with a knife for the big guys to try, and then said dumbfoundedly; "I have uploaded the song to the Internet at your request, and now I also Now that I can listen to it on my mobile phone, you still want to listen to my singing without accompaniment, don’t you feel bored?”

"It's definitely not boring anymore. Others have to wait ten years to listen to your concert if they want to spend money. Those of us who give priority to ten years are still free to listen to it. You don't just sing a cappella, you just scream a few ghosts. We are also happy to listen, yes No, big guy?" Hearing Li Bu's words, immediately a farmer's market owner stood up and cheered cheerfully.

"Yes, as long as you sing, we are all willing to listen."

"So we still have the old rules, we pack your things, and then you sing to us..."

"Yes, brother Lizhi, please sing to us. We haven't heard you sing for more than a month. Although you are a bit hateful, you often make us cry, but we just like to hear you sing. song."

After one of the bosses took the lead in booing, the rest of the farmers' market bosses who came around immediately yelled for Li Bu to sing.

Even the farmer's market manager, who was still carrying the pear that Li Bu gave him, was also making noises.

Seeing everyone booing, 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, then complained with a wry smile; "Hey, I don't even bother to invite me to go for a commercial performance of 100 million yuan, but in the end, you buy a few catties of fruit and then pay I sent it away, but there is no way, who made you my big brother?

Well, it’s still the old rule, when the fruit is sold out, I’ll sing for everyone.

But today I have to add a rule. After I finish singing, everyone is not allowed to surround me, follow me, or follow me like a star.

Finally, let me tell you a piece of 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 pears at home, and we can't finish them by ourselves. Okay, let's start selling. , five yuan a catty, you can choose for yourself. "

"I want ten catties, a total of 200 yuan, uh, how much do you say per catty?"

"No, brother Lizhi, did you say the wrong price, five yuan a catty, you can't lose money?"

"That's right, Brother Lychee, other supermarkets sell it for six yuan and eighty-one catty, why do you sell it for five yuan per catty?"

"Yeah, did you say something wrong, you should have said 51 catties, not five yuan a catty, right?"

Hearing that Li Bu's pears only cost five yuan a catty, everyone was shocked.

At first everyone thought that Li Bu was popular now, and the things he sells now 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 suspicious at this time, did Li Bu shout Wrong price.

Hearing what the big guy said, Li Bu quickly waved his hands and explained; "It's only five yuan a catty, and I didn't call the wrong price. These pears are grown by myself and there is no cost, so the selling will be cheaper..."

"Okay, the one who bought me fifty catties, I'm going to bring ten catties to each of my relatives."

"Give me thirty catties, one catty for my family, one catty for my parents' house, and one catty for my father-in-law and the others. Pack it in three bags."

"We also want [-] catties. We are not the bosses here, but you can't favor one another. You have to sell it fairly and justly."

After explaining it clearly, Li Bu saw that the big guys also started asking for pears, so he stopped talking. He and Li Hong weighed the pears for the big guys to collect money, and at the same time put away the baskets 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, and after playing the accompaniment on the car stereo, he took the matching microphone, straightened his throat, and sang in a thick, slightly hoarse voice;
Homeless people miss you, dear mother,

Wandering footsteps travel all over the world, without a home,

Winter wind, with snowflakes in between, blows my tears down,
Homeless people miss you, dear mother, wandering footsteps travel all over the world, without a home, the winter wind with snowflakes, blowing down my tears,

Walk, walk, walk, how many years have passed, the grass in spring is sprouting, and it is another spring and summer... "

When you first listen to wandering songs, there is a hazy touch, as if you have found it, but you have not touched it yet, and this feeling will also make you have a strong desire to explore.

When listening to it for the second time, those who have worked outside for several years and have not returned home, and those who have not achieved any results in their old age, tears flowed out almost instantly and uncontrollably.

In the farmer's market, there were a lot of people who were not promising, so when Li Bu sang the vagabond song twice, there were already many farmers' market bosses and customers on the scene, crying loudly with their heads in their hands.

Seeing that someone started crying, Li Bu hurriedly pulled Li Hong into the car, then quickly started the car, then drove Li Hong away from the farmer's market as if fleeing, and drove towards the town government.

Seeing Li Bu's actions, Li Hong, who was also sung by Li Bu, immediately asked with a puzzled expression; "Xiao Bu, you sang very well just now, why did you sing so quickly?" Pulled me away?"

"Aren't you stupid? I've sung them so much that they're crying. If you don't leave, you'll be beaten up there?" Li Bu threw the tissue to him after annoyed Li Hong. Then he continued to drive his car.

To be honest, Li Bu didn't know what his situation was. He sang very well before, but he wouldn't be like this now.

The songs he sang now are always like magic, and it is easy to bring people in, even himself, sometimes he can feel empathetic and cry because of his own singing.

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