Mr. President, I will not make an appointment

Chapter 176

The matter has finally come to an end, and I am about to embark on a new journey, going to Africa with the "Thunder" crew.

This is undoubtedly a new starting point, but also a new challenge.

The voyage is very long, and there is a connecting flight in the middle, and the city that stops in the middle is the famous Dubai.

Our group will stay at Dubai International Airport for five hours. After eating and drinking, we will have nothing to do. Someone proposed to go shopping, firstly to pass the time, and secondly to see the world of local tyrants by the way.

But I have no interest, the main reason is that I am a little airsick, and I want to rest for a while after landing. After all, there is still half of the voyage, and there are too many people in the duty-free shop.

So, instead of joining the big team, I found a Starbucks, ordered a cup of coffee, and planned to sit down to kill time, and took out the script from my bag, the English version.

After Qin Yuxiu's tutoring before, I have made great progress in English, but I still dare not take it lightly, so I read it whenever I have time, the so-called practice makes perfect.

However, I was a little absent-minded today. I don’t know if it’s because of the airsickness or the noisy environment at the airport. There is a little boy in the middle who is dancing street dance, and there are several adults watching.

Although there are people of all races in this airport, there are still a few Asian faces, especially children, and it is a child dancing street dance who is alone, which made me subconsciously look twice.

The little boy was dressed very avant-garde. His upper body was a mikihouse hooded sweater, his lower body was the same type of sweatpants, and his shoes were also from mikihouse. He was dressed in colorful clothes, but he was very stylish. He also wore a peaked cap on his head, which was cool. Yes, it half covered that round chubby face, but it couldn't hide the cute look in those big round eyes.

The little boy was intoxicated, and he was dancing to the music in the airport hall. He danced very vigorously, and his movements were very smooth, and occasionally there were some difficult ones. It seemed that he had received professional training.

The little boy's dance attracted more and more people, and more and more people were watching beside me, and my sight was somewhat blocked.

I naturally withdrew my gaze, but I was still thinking about it, and wanted to look again.

I suddenly felt a little funny, when did I become so curious?

However, this rare interest, I immediately packed up my belongings, left Starbucks, and walked directly in the direction of the little boy.

The little boy's popularity is really unfounded. When I approached, there were already three floors of people watching.

It took me a long time to squeeze in, but because of the Asian height and being a woman, everyone took care of me consciously, so I quickly occupied the front row.

I originally thought that the little boy was just dancing casually, but when I got closer, he was actually collecting money!oh, my god!

Just as the song was over, he took off the peaked cap on his head, flipped it back, and the people watching put the change in, some for US dollars, some for the local currency of Dubai, and the hat was full after just one turn. Well, if it is converted into RMB, there are two or three hundred, which is really a lot.

However, the little boy seemed dissatisfied. He might think he could have a little more, so he took the hat and walked around. Please, Please! Thank you, Thank you!"

In just 1 minute, hundreds of circles were circled.

This time the little boy was finally satisfied, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled like a cunning little fox.

(End of this chapter)