Gu Yanshu had a dream.
I dreamed that when I practiced dancing in my teens, my legs hurt and I wanted to ask for leave to rest, but that bastard Shen Jue relied on his status as the captain and insisted on calling him brother, otherwise he would not be granted leave.
Very annoying.
But did you call yourself in the end
It should not be called.
I still have a lot of backbone.
Thinking about it, Gu Yanshu turned over and planned to sleep for a while.
However, as soon as he turned over, the dazzling sunlight formed a hazy halo on the retina through the half-thin eyelids, reminding him that the sky was already bright.
The morning light in northern winter is often lazy and late, so it should be late now.
Gu Yanshu reached out to the bedside table, picked up the phone slowly, and opened his eyelids.
Sure enough, it was ten o'clock.
There was no sign of Shen Jue in the room either.
Gu Yanshu didn't stay in bed anymore, got up to wash, changed his clothes, and went downstairs, only to find that Shen Jue was already leisurely sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing the suit he lent him.
I have to say that Shen Jue is really a clothes hanger, the ankle-length coat with wide shoulders is very easy to make people look short, but he is dressed in a good way, and with the curly hair tied behind his head, he can go there casually As soon as you sit, it has the lazy taste of a fashion blockbuster.
Such a good skin, why did it grow on such a hooligan
Gu Yanshu felt pity, and walked towards the living room with his slippers on.
When passing by the TV, he almost bumped into Xu Fangfang who twisted himself into a twist.
Xu Fangfang turned his legs over the top of his head and smiled at him, "Good morning, little book."
"morning."
"Teacher Sheng and Xiao Xia have a variety show to be on today, and they have already left. There is breakfast in the kitchen, you go and eat."
"good."
Gu Yanshu had just walked two steps towards the kitchen when he met Jie Shuang who came out of the kitchen with a sandwich. Seeing him, he asked, "Hey, Xiaoshu, why did you get up? Aren't you going to the rehearsal?"
Jie Shuang is the first singer of "The Strongest Stage". It should be that the director mentioned that he would go to the stadium today, but he didn't know that there was a change in the middle.
So he replied lightly: "There are temporary circumstances, so I won't go."
"Oh, that's it." There were too many things in the circle, Xie Shuang didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled, "Then you happen to be working part-time today to make money, otherwise you might not even be able to eat."
As he spoke, he pointed to the sandwich on the Nakajima stage: "Only that sandwich was picked out of Xiaoxia's mouth by Mr. Shen forcibly."
Xu Fangfang was also happy when he heard this: "No, Mr. Shen said that Xiao Xia is only 1.75 meters, but she is 130 pounds. If she doesn't lose weight, she will be disqualified as an idol. Xiao Xia was so scared that she only drank a glass of boiled water in the morning."
Gu Yanshu raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Jue: "He's only seventeen, and he's still tall."
Shen Jue was idly leaning against the back of the sofa, fiddling with his mobile phone with his head down, casually: "I'm doing it for his own good. If I don't pay attention to body management, I can only follow the route of comedians. And if it's not that I don't have money, I wouldn't fight a child for food. ?”
Gu Yanshu was silent.
He forgot about the fact that they had no money.
Cao Dan took the opportunity to stick out the small horn: "Well, since this is the case, do you want to find out if you want to work to earn money? Today is a special high-paying job, distributed according to work, more work, more pay, don't miss it when you pass by."
It's tempting to say that.
Because if he couldn't pay the heating bill today, he would have to share the same bed with Shen Jue again, which was much scarier than not being able to eat.
So Gu Yanshu didn't hesitate: "What job?"
Cao Dan: "Wear a doll costume and go to the subway station to distribute leaflets, one cent per copy."
Then send 2,000 copies.
Gu Yanshu nodded: "OK."
Shen Jue raised his head and looked at him: "Did you see that doll costume? It's big, thick and heavy, can you bear it?"
Gu Yanshu felt annoyed when he thought that he had wrapped himself up like a silkworm baby last night and called him brother in his dream.
He said coldly, "That's better than not sleeping well at night."
"Can't sleep well?" Shen Jue raised his brows slightly, half-closed his eyes, "You mean, you didn't sleep well with me last night?"
"Well, uncomfortable."
With a slumped face, there was no flaw, as if the sleeper who slept for ten hours at a stretch was not Gu Yanshu himself.
If it weren't for the glorious history of five consecutive polygraph drops, Shen Jue would probably believe it.
But he didn't want to expose him, so he just chuckled lightly: "Okay, if you say you're uncomfortable, then it's uncomfortable. I'll work hard so that you can sleep comfortably in the next few days."
"boom-"
As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Xu Fangfang struggling to get up from the yoga mat: "It's nothing, you go on, you go on."
But he took a deep breath in his heart.
Oh my god, why are you sleeping with me, why are you uncomfortable, what are you working hard for? These two people are talking about bullshit.
No, no, no, I can't put my personal hobbies into my work, I can't look at people with yellow glasses, and I can't be dirty any more.
Xu Fangfang shook his head vigorously, and returned to normal thinking: "I am the one who distributes the leaflets. Sister Shuang competes today, and I want to buy her a bouquet of flowers."
Cao Dan nodded, looked at Shen Jue: "What about Teacher Shen?"
Shen Jue lifted his legs lazily: "Can your doll clothes fit my two long legs?"
"..."
Amazing long legs
Facts have proved that Gu Yanshu, who is less than 1.8 meters tall, can only fit into a doll costume, and Shen Jue, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, is indeed remarkable.
So the program team had no choice but to make him a baseball cap, hide his hair in it, put on a big mask, wrap it tightly, and prepare to send him to a flower shop next to the subway station to work.
Gu Yanshu looked at Shen Jue's attire coldly, feeling as if he had seen it before somewhere.
But before he could take a closer look, Shen Jue put his head into Pikachu's hood: "You are much cuter than your original appearance."
You are cute, and your whole family is cute.
Gu Yanshu turned around indifferently, not wanting to look at Shen Jue.
However, when he turned around indifferently, in Shen Jue's eyes, he turned into an angry Pikachu slowly showing his chubby little butt.
It looks even more fucking cute.
No deterrent.
Shen Jue held back his laughter.
Xu Fangfang next to him was still in a hurry: "Why is this doll costume so difficult to wear?"
Gu Yanshu found her direction through the gap hidden in Pikachu's mouth, and slowly moved over: "If you do this, you can just stretch your hand through here. Don't block your neck, or you will get hurt if you wear a hood."
When Gu Yanshu talked to the girl, his voice was still very weak, but there was an imperceptible detached tenderness, which sounded reassuring.
Xu Fangfang acted according to his instructions, and finally got dressed.
Exhale deeply: "It's so heavy, so stuffy."
"It's good to get used to it slowly. It's not bad in winter now, but it's uncomfortable in summer."
"That's right, at least it won't freeze. But Xiaoshu, how do you dress so skillfully."
"I've worn it before." Gu Yanshu answered lightly.
Xu Fangfang only thought that he had passed through other variety shows before, and didn't pay much attention to it. He turned around and took the flyer from the director.
This doll costume is very well-made, with exquisite appearance and texture. There is a gap at the nose and mouth, which is convenient for talking and breathing. The fabric of the hands is soft, which can barely support some simple hand movements.
After the staff hid the wheat inside, they took the two short-legged chubby guys out the door, while Shen Jue followed slowly with two big long legs, admiring Pikachu's chubby ass with impunity.
Probably because he was too fat, he seemed to be struggling to walk, but fortunately, the subway station was not far from the villa area, and he arrived in a short time.
Shen Jue went to the flower shop, and Gu Yanshu and Xu Fang placed the leaflets on the square outside the exit of the subway station.
Follow PD and VJ are hiding in the crowd with small cameras.
Wearing doll clothes in winter is indeed not hot, but it is not comfortable after all. The whole person is stuffy inside, with narrow vision, difficult breathing, and neck pain from the heavy headgear.
Pedestrians were in a hurry, or joking with each other, and few people were willing to accept the leaflets.
Until noon, only about 300 cards were issued, and the salary was not even 40 yuan, and Xu Fangfang was already so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, and his stomach was growling twice.
Aggrieved, he sat down on the curb and wanted to rest for a while.
As soon as I sat down, the song "Erquan Yingyue" came from somewhere behind me. It should be played on some low-quality stereo. The bleak erhu sound was mixed with the sound of electric current, which made it even more bleak .
Xu Fang felt sad, and felt that this was not an option, so he turned around and wanted to discuss with Gu Yanshu what to do.
Then I saw a chubby Pikachu standing in front of a homeless man.
The homeless man knelt on the ground, with a portable stereo standing next to him, a microphone in his hand, and a piece of paper in front of him. On the paper was written, "Raise money to buy a bus ticket to go back to my hometown, and I'm still 99 short, please help from kind people." Holding a bowl with scattered coins.
Pikachu was staring straight at the coins.
The tramp collected the bowl vigilantly.
Pikachu followed suit and took a small step forward.
Tramp: "..."
Pikachu: "..."
Xu Fangfang: "..."
Could it be that Gu Yanshu was hungry and foolish and planned to steal money from other homeless people
Xu Fangfang quickly ran over with Kumamon's short legs, and whispered, "Xiao Shu, I can't!"
What not
Pikachu turned around slowly, tilted his head, and the two little blushes showed great doubts, so cute.
Xu Fangfang was fainted by Mengmeng, but his reason told her: "Stealing money is against the law!"
Pikachu slowly moved his head back, stretched out his chubby hand, pointed to the stereo, and said to the homeless man, "Can I borrow yours for use? Pay."
tramp:"?"
"I observed it. You received about 20 yuan an hour, so I'll give you 30 yuan. You can rent this thing to me for an hour, is that okay?"
The homeless man snapped his fingers, three is greater than two, this is a good deal!
But is this man stupid? In a hurry to send money
The homeless man was still wary of the shabby electric mouse in front of him.
And Xu Fangfang has already reacted: "Xiaoshu, do you want to sing?"
Pikachu shook his huge head, nodded, and his ears shook obediently.
Xu Fangfang will understand after a while.
The program team said before that as long as you don't rely on the status of an artist to make money, it counts. They are now wearing doll costumes, so they definitely cannot be regarded as artists, and all the money they earn will be theirs.
In this way, relying on Gu Yanshu's singing skills and his cuteness, he can earn more money than handing out leaflets.
Kumamon and Pikachu hit it off and decided to reach a cross-racial business cooperation between the cute creatures of the century.
So Xu Fangfang quickly took out the remaining 30 yuan from his small pocket, and handed it to the homeless man: "Brother, can you do us a favor, please, please."
Straight male killer Lolita.
Tramp, pawn.
Pikachu and Kumamon successfully acquired audio microphones with huge sums of money.
The stereo and microphone are very inferior no matter from which point of view, but it is better than nothing, and the stereo also comes with accompaniment of some songs, which should be better than a cappella.
It took a long time to study the two big heads together, and finally almost figured it out.
Pikachu held the microphone with both hands and brought it to the bottom of his mouth, just enough for the sound to come out.
Kumamon finished showing his cuteness, announced the curtain, and attracted the audience, then stood beside the karaoke stand, scratching his head: "Pikachu, his songs here are a bit old, can you sing?"
Pikachu nodded: "It should be."
Kumamon was very satisfied: "Then I'll just order it casually."
"good."
Basically, as long as it is not too unpopular indie music, he has heard some. Besides, this kind of music used to be played on the street should be relatively familiar.
However, when the accompaniment really sounded, Gu Yanshu was slightly taken aback.
How come it happens to be this one.
However, he was only slightly taken aback, and immediately opened his mouth in a low voice.
"By the small river in the field, cranberry blossoms are blooming. There is a boy I really love, but I can't confess my love to him, and I can't speak out the words of my heart..."
The clean and clear voice is like snow falling in the empty mountains, lightly coming out, breaking through the noisy flow of people, and gurgling into the hearts of passers-by.
Many people looked back.
Shen Jue, who was idling with roses in the flower shop, also raised his head and looked through the cabinet full of flowers.
Then I saw a Pikachu singing a sad song with a cute smile that never changes.
Shen Jue remembered that the first time he heard Gu Yanshu sing this song, the vocal teacher said that his mind was too clean to sing the emotion in it, and the last time he heard Gu Yanshu sing this song, the vocal teacher said that his sadness was too strong , Can't sing the restraint in it.
If the vocal music teacher were to listen to it now, Shen Jue felt that he would definitely speak just right.
Because many things in this world always take a long time to understand, and only you know whether the price is worth it or not.
At the end of the song, the square was unbelievably quiet.
It wasn't until Pikachu bowed slowly that warm applause broke out.
Xu Fangfang came back to his senses, and came forward holding a small bowl and saying auspicious words.
The woman standing at the front of the crowd was already quite old, but she could vaguely see her blond hair and blue-eyed beauty when she was young. She tremblingly took out a wallet, took out a coin from it, and said in Chinese with a slight accent : "You can sing very well. Can you sing Russian?"
It's tempting to pay for songs.
But forget about English, isn't it embarrassing for Russian
Xu Fangfang seemed to be watching the white silver drifting past his eyes, feeling very sad, and then heard a clear and gentle voice behind him: "Are you from Russia?"
The old woman nodded: "Yes. My lover used to sing this song to me."
People of this age have hidden too much life and death before a sentence.
Through the gap in the hood, Gu Yanshu saw the longing and loneliness in the old man's eyes, and said in a soft voice, "I can sing, but I probably can't sing as well as your lover."
After finishing speaking, the familiar melody sounded again.
This time without the accompaniment of inferior speakers, the unique clear voice became more clean and gentle, with a touch of sadness covering every molecule in the air peacefully, delicate and domineering.
Even a completely unfamiliar language does not affect people's understanding of this song.
Everyone is immersed in it.
The song ends again.
The eyes of the old man were a little moist, but an elegant smile bloomed on the corner of his lips: "You sing so well, I think of my lover and hometown."
Regardless of the clumsiness and heavyness of the doll costume, Gu Yanshu slowly saluted the old man: "I hope that one day, you can still meet the person you want to see."
The old man nodded: "Yes. You will too. So please don't be sad."
Gu Yanshu paused for a moment, then replied: "Okay."
The old man didn't stay long and staggered away.
With this precedent, other onlookers followed suit. More and more people asked for songs. There were five yuan, ten yuan, and twenty yuan. Gu Yanshu didn't dislike it, and sang them all.
Even without accompaniment, he has plenty of breath and strong resonance. In the open outdoor environment, the recognizable cool tone is even more special.
There are many people who sell and sing.
There are also many good singers.
But there are not many who sing so well, not to mention such a huge stock of songs.
Coupled with the cute and cute Pikachu appearance, but singing so affectionately and cleanly, the strong contrast made people even more interested.
As a result, more and more people watched, and people everywhere held up their mobile phones to record videos and upload them to various social networking sites.
The money in Xu Fangfang's bowl was too much to fit.
But when there are more people, there are more problems.
When Xu Fangfang came forward again with a small bowl, he heard a little girl whispering together: "This voice sounds like Gu Yanshu."
Xu Fangfang quickly waved his hand: "It doesn't look like it."
The little girl asked suspiciously: "Why is it not like it? Gu Yanshu's voice is very special. It's the first time I've heard such a resemblance."
Xu Fangfang said emphatically: "The problem with the microphone is not my voice."
The little girl was even more suspicious: "Which microphone is so high-end? And your voice is so familiar."
Xu Fangfang pretended to be stupid: "Is it high-end? Are you familiar with it?"
"Familiar... Hey! Look, is there a camera over there!"
Xu Fangfang was dying: "That's not a photograph..."
"Ah! That must be Gu Yanshu!!! Come on, sisters!!!"
Xu Fangfang gave up saving.
I can't hide it!
Immediately turned around and shouted, "Gu Yanshu! Run! You've been recognized!"
Gu Yanshu was concentrating on singing in the doll costume, when he suddenly heard such a shout, he seemed to have returned to the scene where he was chased and intercepted by fans every time, he turned around and ran instinctively, trying to show his usual agility of hiding from illegitimate children, paparazzi and the media .
However, he forgot that at this moment he was no longer the one with long arms and legs.
The oversized headgear blocked his line of sight, Pikachu's short legs hindered his pace, and his congenital poor sense of direction made him bump into an unknown thing as soon as he turned around, even though he thought he was very handsome Running wildly, it can't change the reality that it looks like a pair of short legs rampaging in diudiudiu.
Seeing that he was about to be caught by the fans, Pikachu's chubby hand was suddenly firmly grasped, and a gentle low laugh came from his ear.
"Fool, I went wrong, this way."