But it''s none of his business. These fans feel satisfied after subscribing to the paintings one after another. That''s enough. Thousands of gold can''t buy happiness. If they spend money to buy happiness, it''s worth it, and the money is not in vain


    The subscribers collected the silver and gave orders to them to pick up the goods by themselves in local painting shops.


    When Cao Shuai saw that the subscription was over, he continued to shout at his throat. As soon as he spoke, the fans silenced themselves. Those fans who didn''t shut up in time would even provoke the anger of other fans: "don''t talk! I can''t hear Cao Shuai''s voice!"


    "It''s hard for you to come to see my performance today, because too many people come to see the performance today, and the number of people maintaining order seems to be insufficient. For the sake of your safety, I have to reluctantly shorten the performance time for half an hour..."


    Although I''m not good at math, I can still work out a rough figure by breaking my fingers: brother, you''re more than an hour late, the subscription activity takes half an hour, and you want to shorten half an hour for the "safety" of fans... Announce the performance of more than two hours. You can punch in and get off work as long as you stand on it for less than one fifth of the time??


    "I''m so moved! Cao Shuai, you''re the best idol we''ve ever seen and think of us everywhere!" "it''s all because Shaozhou doesn''t arrange enough maintenance personnel, and Shaozhou doesn''t pay enough attention to you. We don''t blame you!" "we''re satisfied when we can see you, not to mention your care. We love your regret that you can''t complete all the performances!!"


    Walter? So the big pot is thrown on us??


    I he meow royal guards! Girls, we all work at the level of saving lives and helping the wounded. What is willing to spend so much manpower here is that we don''t pay enough attention to it?


    Well, if you''re happy, I can''t guarantee that he will end up jumping on it in two seconds. I can finish work and go back to King Wu''s house to cheat on food and drink


    "Then I''ll start with the excited beast by pembai to warm everyone up in the cold winter!"


    After a crazy scream, Cao Shuai''s upper body tilted back, his hands slightly opened, and his eyes looked in all directions affectionately. It has to be said that the goods have momentum, but he doesn''t know where his momentum is supported by his self-confidence. I''m afraid he can''t do the number one in the brothel. In short, meiqianxiao thinks it''s a pity that he doesn''t be a woman. No matter how bad it is, it''s OK to be a father-in-law in the palace.


    "Beast!


    The bright moon in front of the bed!


    Suspected to be frost on the ground ~ roar!


    Look up at the moon ~ Ow!


    Bow your head and think of your hometown ~ Xiao! "


    Every time Cao Shuai sings a sentence, he will pose a beast posture corresponding to the sound as the ending posture... Such a crazy way of poetry recitation, with a thousand smiles on his eyebrows, is a long experience.


    What''s more terrible is that the fans around them shouted wildly, as if some peerless performance had come to a perfect end, and even burst into tears.


    My God, I don''t understand what''s going on in the world of young people. Is it the conspiracy of the generation gap or the fault of the times? I can''t find the reason


    "See!" one hand fiercely grabbed meiqianxiao''s back collar and shook it hard. Meiqianxiao looked back and found that it was the black eyed girl again, "see? This is Cao Shuai''s masterpiece, isn''t it great!"


    Girl, don''t talk nonsense. It''s not great! When did "thinking at night" become Cao Shuai''s masterpiece? Comrade Li Bai''s coffin can''t hold down, okay!!


    "Elder sister, have you heard of the name Li Bai?"


    "Li Bai? No, who cares who he is!"


    Well, you won.


    After intoxicating the fans for more than ten minutes, Cao Shuai waved to greet them and everyone calmed down.


    "I''m sorry, it took me some time to get out of the mood just now. I don''t know if you are satisfied with the beast?"


    Where''s the mood? A neurological hospital??


    "I love you so much!" "Cao Shuai, I love you!!"


    "You like is my greatest happiness! Next, I''ll show you my latest poem patriotism! This poem was created by me alone. It took me three years, and every word exhausted my efforts. It not only expressed my patriotism, but also combined with the popular style of foreign characteristics, which can be said to open up a new era of the trend of the Central Plains!!"


    oh It seems that this Cao Shuai has to show his real ability! Mei qianxiao rubbed the wings of his nose to eliminate his dizziness. I''m all ears.


    "Patriotic!


    The country is breaking mountains and rivers ~ yo!


    The trees and grass in the city are deep ~ yo!


    When feeling the flower splashes tears ~ cool!


    Don''t be surprised by the bird ~ silk!


    biubiubiubeng！”


    I''ll go


    Meiqian smiled and widened his eyes, man, is this your original? Even the lid of Du Fu''s coffin can''t hold down. WOW! If two leading figures form a team to trouble you in the middle of the night, you will die without regret!


    "That''s wonderful!" "I''ve never heard a poem with such sincerity!"


    I''m too lazy to ask people who don''t know about "thinking at quiet night" if they''ve heard of "looking at Spring". Just like it. Finish offending Bai Juyi, Li Qingzhao and so on. Calculate the time. It should be almost time to offend. It''s time to end the curtain call. I''m good to get off work.


    Mei qianxiao is too lazy to ask for trouble, but some people don''t like it.


    On the second floor of an elegant teahouse in a far away place, an old gentleman dressed as a literati went to the window, pointed to the grass handsome on the four platforms, opened his mouth and scolded: "bastard! You''ve made a mess of Mr. Du''s poems, and dare you say it was your original?"


    The old man is not young, but he is full of anger. His angry cries spread all over the whole area. It''s much more majestic than the young man on the stage who lacks Qi and seems to have kidney deficiency!


    Cao Shuai naturally heard the old man''s scolding on the four sides of the stage. Of course, he knew he was wrong and ignored it when he couldn''t hear it. It''s not suitable for him to argue about it. Fans can''t see him yelling at others. If the price drops so much, someone will help him deal with it.


    Then in the fan group below, it was obvious that the nursery arranged by Cao Shuai stood up, pointed to the old gentleman upstairs and yelled: "what do you know? You can''t appreciate Cao Shuai''s works. Go away!"


    When someone took the lead in saying this, all the fans immediately vented their anger because someone scolded their idols, and it was a genealogical deep greeting to the old man.


    At first glance, the old man knew that he was a scholar''s son, and his whole body exuded the stubbornness of literary talents: "it''s his business how he sings poems, but he stole Li Bai''s and Du Fu''s poems and said they were his own original. That''s a person who deceives the world and steals fame. It''s a great deal of justice!"


    "Who stole it? Cao Shuai just used those words repeatedly in his own works! Can''t the words used by predecessors be used by future generations!" childcare seemed to have been used to how to deal with this scene and brought up the rhythm in an instant.


    "You, you... You''re a piece of nonsense!" the old man obviously hasn''t seen such a shameless refutation. He blushed with anger, his neck was thick, and his eyebrows smiled with anxiety. He was afraid that he would fall down with a stroke at any time. It''s not worth falling down for this group of wonderful flowers, "There must be a degree of repetition! For example, ''the bright moon in front of the bed'', you wrote a poem ''two pairs of shoes in front of the bed'', and only the word ''in front of the bed'' is repeated, which makes sense. How can you copy the whole article!"


    Hmm?! old gentleman, you can tell you are a fellow disciple by reciting a word casually. There were many romantic anecdotes when you were young! Let''s have a drink sometime!


    "You''re just a piece of nonsense! You said Cao Shuai stole other people''s poems. Did the original poems have ''yo'' and ''silk''?"


    "Dead, dead brother? Of course there''s no such mess!"


    "That''s right! The previous paragraph happens to be repeated, but the ''silk'' and so on are all Cao Shuai''s original! Isn''t this poem Cao Shuai''s original!"


    "This, this..." the old man suddenly found that the other party''s face was thicker than he thought, and his blood vessels were not as strong as he thought. He covered the back of his congested head and was too angry to speak.


    "This poem will eventually be those that are created by Cao Shuai. Those are the essence! Who is going to steal other people''s poetry? You old man''s speech is really funny!"


    This time, he completely held Cao Shuai to death, the rhythm was completely brought up, and a group of fans scrambled to roar and defend their idols.


    "No! There is no such thing as" brother dead ". There is no meaning in this poem." the essence, you do not understand, dead old man! " "Li Bai and Du Fu know how hot Cao Shuai is. Cao Shuai is so pitiful. When he was not famous before, no one said he stole it. Now he is famous and spray it out one by one. There are so many people who are red, right and wrong!"


    "Ah bah!" the old gentleman was probably confused. The scholar could not explain clearly when he met the soldier. He couldn''t reason with this group of people and spit in the direction of Cao Shuai in anger to express his contempt.


    Wow... How dare you spit on Cao Shuai! This dead old man is so hateful!


    The anger of all the fans ran to the extreme. The enemies put aside the hatred of the small gangs before and rushed to the teahouse together. The human wall surrounded by the royal guards and captains could not withstand so many people out of control, and was suddenly dispersed.


    Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing... Meiqianxiao was surrounded by a crowd in an instant, like a boat floating in the sea, weak, poor and helpless


    I didn''t expect that the next second, I was suddenly carried by someone and my collar was empty!


    Several explosive "Dong Dong" sounds came from the air. Eyebrows and smiles were galloped across the wall of the building. Turning his head, it was not surprising that brother Chen took him flying on the eaves and walls with leopard legs!


    Jiang Chen rushed to the teahouse with him first. Mei qianxiao suddenly felt frightened and asked in a trembling voice, "wait! Brother, what do you want!"


    "You hold on first, I''ll take the old man first! These people are crazy!"


    "No! Why don''t I take the old gentleman first! To tell you the truth, my real identity is the leader of the demon sect. My lightness skills are 10000 better than you..."


    "It''s urgent. I don''t have time to talk to you!"


    Meiqian was thrown into the first floor gate of the teahouse before he finished his joke. Before he yelled, he was drowned by countless fans who wanted to break into the gate.


    Jiang Chen rushed to the second floor, successfully rescued the old man who almost had a stroke, and completed the rescue task with honor.


    As for the task of maintaining order... Cao Shuai took advantage of the chaos and didn''t suppress it until the officers and soldiers of urban defense came. The nearby streets were made a mess by crazy fans. I heard that many fans had been arrested and could not even fit in the cell.