The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 69, Bayarna

Follow Li Xiaomei's voice.

I just watched a few girls who were much taller than normal girls, with good posture and wearing distinctive hats, supporting each other and sliding on the ice.

Although the skating action is not beautiful.

But set off by the exotic face, it looks unique.

Compared with their appearance, Li Mao was more curious about how those girls living on the grassland came to Kyoto at this time.

"Brother, you said they are so tall and in good shape, is it because they have milk to drink every day?

I heard from my classmates that they drink milk every day on the grassland.All trips to school are done on horseback! "

Li Xiaomei looked at their heights with a bit of envy in her heart.

This forced Li Mao to passively recall jokes about stereotypes.

For example, in some sketches, it was 70 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and people still rode donkeys to school there.

He shook his head and pushed these thoughts to the corner of his memory.

: "I've never been there, how could I know what their life is like? But judging from their height, I think their life should be pretty good."

Li Xiaomei was not surprised when Li Mao said this.

The living circle of the brother and sister is so large. If Li Mao really gave an accurate answer, Li Xiaomei would wonder if he was trying to coax her.

While the brother and sister were watching several interracial girls performing on the ice for fun.

A loud noise suddenly came from nearby.

"Hey! How are you guys? I said the information I got is very accurate!
Look at those girls, they came out of the troupe today! "

Upon hearing it suddenly, Li Mao felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't relate to the person in his head.

It wasn't until a group of young men dressed as generals skated onto the ice that Li Mao remembered.

Isn’t this voice the veteran who had an affair with him in the pigeon market before?
It had only been a few days since we last met, and the voice was a little stronger than last time. No wonder Li Mao didn't recall it immediately.

But speaking of the troupe.

Li Mao seemed to have remembered something.

"Oh, so it's them."

Li Mao nodded in surprise.

"What? Brother, do you know who they are?" Li Xiaomei turned her head and looked at Li Mao seriously.

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be like this."

Li Mao nodded, and while preparing to take Li Xiaomei away from this land of right and wrong, he also explained the other party's origin smoothly:

“I’ve heard it before in Publicity Corey.

It is said that a folk music and dance festival will be held in Kyoto next month. I heard that a total of 27 delegations have signed up, many of them from other ethnic groups.

Those girls probably went to Kyoto to rehearse in advance and took advantage of the Chinese New Year break to sneak out to play. "

"Ah! Dance party?!"

This news surprised Li Xiaomei.

In this era of extreme scarcity of entertainment information, any piece of news can arouse curiosity and shock in others.

Just when the two people were about to leave.

There was already a circle of people surrounding the foreign girls over there.

There was a young man from the courtyard who was dressed as a general, a stubborn man who looked like a prodigal, and a few alley gangsters who looked like they were not upright.

Further outside, there were a few sly-looking Buddhas mixed in with the crowd.

"Drink! What are you doing?"

Different from the big girls in Kyoto.

These foreign girls look weak and weak, but they speak extraordinarily boldly.

I saw a group of people gathering around me.

Their first reaction was not to be shy, but to hug together and make a movement of resistance.

"Nothing, nothing. I just want to make some **friendships with a few girls."

A group of young people were restless.

In Kyoto, this would be a perfectly normal way of photographing a mother-in-law.

"Hey, I don't like you. With your physique, I'm afraid you can't even throw me.

With just this amount of money, I'm not afraid of panicking. "The foreign girl in the head raised her neck and spoke disdainfully.

Wearing skates, they looked visually much taller than the young people from the compound.

"Huh?! This girl is so powerful!"

While a group of big courtyard boys were making noise, Hutong Chuanzi, who was silent and silent, started sarcastically:

"Hey, I said you people in the courtyard are really shameless!
A group of big men were actually told no by a few girls!I really don’t feel ashamed! "

It is said that enemies never get together, and this sarcastic voice was actually somewhat familiar to Li Mao.

After a little identification, Li Mao recalled that the voice was the Ergou who followed the tiger down the mountain in Pigeon City.

Count him Li Mao.

This is not just a few people getting together.

"It's you?!"

The brother from the big courtyard who bought the Jinyu Pill before frowned and looked at him extremely unhappy.

As a veteran of Roaring Kyoto.

This group of big courtyard boys have no regard for people outside the big courtyard.

Especially those stubborn people who eat Buddha and the Hutong skewers in the alley.

At some point, the children of workers were even added to the list of despised people.

"What? Zhou Cheng, do you know them?"

Listen to the other party's screams.

A group of big boys quickly gathered together.

"Brothers, do you still remember the things I purchased a few days ago?
This guy is the gatekeeper of that place! "

"Huh! We spent more than 40 yuan together and exchanged a few trusts for stuff that they didn't even want to see. Are they the ones who defrauded our brother of a lot of money?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of big courtyard boys following Zhou Cheng immediately became excited.

It can be said that these big courtyard boys are also two-handed.

I don’t know who I heard from that the fellow villagers in the pigeon market don’t know the goods. Antiques that can be sold for fifty or sixty yuan in the trust can be bought for a few yuan in the pigeon market.

A group of young people with little pocket money worked together here and there, and managed to scrape together dozens of dollars for Zhou Cheng to go to the pigeon market to exchange.

Who would have thought that it would be the first time to take action, but before they could taste the benefits, they would be tricked by the veterans of Pigeon Market.

Although this kind of thing may have nothing to do with flying pigeons.

But the person who hangs out with Zhou Cheng is obviously not a reasonable person.

Regardless of whether he has anything to do with it or not, we are still holding a grudge together.

Now I am being ridiculed again when I take pictures of my mother-in-law.

This is not about avenging old and new grudges at the same time.

"Huh, who do I think it is? It turns out to be the one with a weak waist.

Judging from the look on your face, the medicine you bought that day was quite useful, right? "

Ergou bared his teeth and looked at Zhou Cheng unsparingly. His face, which was already smug, looked even more sinister:

"This is not night, nor is it a market. You, a soft-footed shrimp, don't think I'm really afraid of you, do you?
Let me tell you, it was because I was afraid of ruining Mr. Liu’s situation!

Now? !
hum! "

Ergou hummed, but he took out a gray-black thumbtack from his bag and put it on his hand leisurely.

Just when the two parties were at war with each other.

I don't know when a group of foreign girls gathered around Li Mao.

"Hey, I said, is my brother married?
Do you want to form a **friendship with your sister? "

A foreign girl blinked her big bright eyes and stood upright at the fruit stand in front of her.

Even through the clothes, you can see the obvious bulge.

Needless to say, those who grew up drinking cow and goat milk are different from those who grew up drinking porridge.

At this time, it was the peak period for the development of gender equality.

No matter what type of work, there are men and women.

Men can go out on the street to take photos of their wives, and even tougher girls dare to form a team on the street to find "young men from all over the country."

(End of this chapter)