Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

"……what?"

——Shall we set off now?

"Of course I know you're concerned, but time waits for no one. The streets are crowded at this time. If you want to make money, do it now."

"Ms. Goto Ichiri, you don't want to have no money to spend, do you?"

"Okay... okay."

Pochi-chan had a frown on her forehead. She answered Hai Mingli timidly and finished her drink in silence.

……

Hai Mingli doesn't like this city very much. There are too many people, too many things to do, but too little time.

People are hurrying along the road, office workers are hurrying along with briefcases, older sisters are hurrying along with cigarettes in their mouths, young students are hurrying along with their friends playing and joking along the road... Every passerby seems to be busy with his own things, and no one stops for anything.

However, Hai Mingli also likes this atmosphere of rushing on the road, not for any other reason, just because it makes money quickly.

Passersby walked quickly. After being attracted by the street performances, they would just listen to one song at most, then put down their money and leave without stopping.

It's good to make some money and leave.

Among the crowd of people hurrying along, a man in a big red flowered jacket suddenly appeared. He was holding a suona in his arms and leading a girl wearing several layers of pink sportswear.

The way they are dressed is the same as how people from the Northeast, a neighboring country, spend the winter.

Seeing that there were many people on this road and there were no urban management comrades to maintain the city appearance, Hai Mingli suddenly stopped and looked back.

"Is it okay to perform here?" he asked.

The young man's sudden stop caught the girl off guard. She bumped into Hai Mingli and realized that he had stopped.

"Eh...what?"

The girl's tone was full of panic.

"Look, there are a lot of people here, how about we perform here?"

Are you performing here?

Hearing Hai Mingli talking, the girl timidly stuck her head out and looked around.

Indeed, there were many pedestrians on this road. They were hurrying on their way and occasionally brushed against the girl. The girl shuddered all over and they quickly apologized and said "sorry, sorry".

If you want to do street singing, this is a good place.

but……

"Mr. Hai...are we...really going to perform here?"

Seeing that there were too many strangers and that she was close to the limit of her tolerance, Pochi-chan stuttered when she spoke. Her legs were shaking and she almost couldn't stand.

Not to mention the performance, if the girl doesn't fall down on the spot, it will be considered a success.

"Yes, but..."

Hai Mingli looked back and saw the girl shaking like this, thinking that he had acted too hastily. His brain, full of amazing wisdom, suddenly twitched and he thought of a solution.

He quickly said, "Wait for me a moment," and then turned and walked to a fruit stall nearby.

After a few minutes, while the girl was huddled together waiting, Hai Mingli hurried back carrying two large cardboard boxes.

"This is……"

The girl didn't even finish her words before her eyes went dark. By the time she came to her senses, Hai Mingli had already pushed her into a cardboard box.

——Hey, this is……

Pointing to where the girl's shoulders were, Hai Mingli used force to make two holes in the cardboard box. He guided the girl to put her hands through and asked, "How is it? It doesn't affect your guitar playing, does it?"

"No...it doesn't affect..."

Pochi still stuttered when she spoke, but because the cardboard box gave her a sense of security, the girl now spoke much more continuously than before.

--what's the situation? !

"Are you afraid of strangers?" Hai Mingli opened the girl's eye and breathing holes. "After you perform in here, you shouldn't be afraid anymore, right?"

"Eh?!"

Pochi-chan was stunned for a second, and then completely numb!

Putting it in a cardboard box or something, wouldn't it make you more conspicuous standing in the crowd?

With a snap, two cardboard boxes emerged from the crowd... This is too weird!

"Of course, I admit that this thing is very conspicuous."

Hai Mingli made a hole in another cardboard box and continued to explain to the girl: "But passers-by can only see the cardboard box at most. You are hiding inside, so people can't see your face."

"The show is 'Masked Mango', what does it have to do with me, Pochi-chan?"

In order to match the girl's online name, he specially asked the boss for a mango carton. The girl could not be seen inside the box, but passers-by who turned around could see the mango pattern printed on the girl's box.

Hai Mingli put on a cardboard box and made sure that there was no problem here. He reached out and knocked on the girl's box, "Is there anything wrong with you here?"

"No... no problem..."

"Then let's begin..."

He took out the equipment hidden in his big cotton-padded jacket and connected all the wires. After debugging it and making sure that there were no problems with the performance equipment and that the guitar box used to hold the money was open, he quickly stood up.

"that……"

The microphone made a sound, attracting the attention of passers-by, and occasionally someone stopped.

Forget it, there is no need to say anything more. Hai Mingli put down the microphone, knocked on the girl's cardboard box, and whispered:

"Ms. Masked Mango, please sing me a song called 'I Want to Bloom'."

……

A very strange performance took place on the streets of Tokyo.

Two large "cardboard boxes" stood on the side of the street. A shorter mango box held a guitar, and its fingers rolled flexibly on the guitar strings; the other taller dragon fruit box held a suona, stood in front of the girl as the lead singer, and played the suona from time to time.

When passers-by saw this, their brains stopped working and they just stood there in a daze.

What's happening here?

A performance art show?

Familiar music started playing, and the two paper boxes sang the song of Ershiermeigui. Their skills were so superb that even passers-by who didn't understand music thought the song was very nice. They were very professional.

But passers-by were puzzled and thought this was even more strange.

There's nothing shameful about the technique, so why are they performing in cardboard boxes?

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"How is it, can I make money?"

The cardboard box was too hard, so Hai Mingli squatted down reluctantly. He reached out and took the money from the guitar case. "Put it away for now, and then we'll count how much we've earned later."

It has only been less than half an hour since the performance began, and I don't know how many passers-by stopped to watch. After listening to the two people's performance, most of them applauded and encouraged them, thinking that the performance was very good, and then they put down their money and left.

What's more, some people thought it was fun to perform in cardboard boxes, so they took out their mobile phones to record videos, which were then uploaded to various Internet platforms. The videos were converted into data and circulated in various chat groups.

"...This money should be more than your piggy bank, right?" Hai Mingli knocked on the girl's cardboard box, "I've made a profit!"

He continued to play the guitar, but the girl did not respond to Hai Mingli.

Okay, let’s continue the performance, Hai Mingli touched the suona, waiting for the rhythm of the guitar to be inserted into his own suona sound.

……

after an hour……

"Big profit, big profit!"

An hour had passed since the performance. Seeing that the girl had overcome her fear and had followed Hai Mingli in the street performance for so long, Hai Mingli simply stopped pretending. He took off the cardboard box and then stood up to take away the guitar case.

The box is full of tips from passers-by. In addition to those who simply passed by and thought the performance was good, there are also some passers-by who learned about the performance through online media and came to the scene specifically with the mentality of having fun.

The fact that they were just having fun showed that these guys just wanted to make fun of the two "performance artists" and had no intention of listening to the music at all.

but……

The sound of suona rang out, rushing towards every audience member with the momentum of breaking through clouds and fog.

The sky in this city had not been sunny for several days. Even if you looked up at this moment, the sky was still gray. When the suona sounded from the dragon fruit box, everyone seemed to feel the sun shining brightly, and almost thought that the sun was rising in the sky.

Right next to the dragon fruit carton, the musician curled up in a mango carton did not stop playing. Her fingers flew and pressed the guitar strings flexibly, and the guitar strings responded to her movements, emitting bursts of melody.

Under the majestic sound of suona, the sound of guitar is relatively small, giving people the feeling of flowers blooming in the wilderness. Although its vitality is not as strong as that of the sun, it blooms with its own vitality.

This song is...

"I want to bloom"?

After a while, Mango Box's skilled guitar skills and Dragon Fruit's brilliant suona, the two performed together and perfectly reproduced the classic works of Ershiermeigui.

There is no need to say much about the popularity of Ershoumeigui in this country. After ten years of hard work, they have become the current top star. The duo's cover is so authentic, it's simply terrifying.

How could they know that the founder and soul of Second Hand Rose was hiding in this cardboard box and performing...

As the guitar stopped, Hai Mingli's suona also stopped, and this "Second Hand Rose performance that is not Second Hand Rose" came to an end.

"Oh my god..." Passerby A exclaimed while holding his cell phone.

"Holy crap! That's so cool!" Passerby B was ready to laugh at the joke, but ended up being captivated by this street performance.

“You guys know I’ve been following this group for a long time. Don’t ask me what the name of the group is, I don’t know…” Passerby B went crazy.

The audience originally came to watch the show for fun, but they didn't expect these two people to be really capable. As messengers of justice, at this time they——

Cut off! You must cut off from the self who was just having fun!

The performance had been over for a long time, but people were still looking up and savoring it. After more than ten minutes, these passers-by left with a feeling of not having enough.

Absolutely!

Hai Mingli felt like laughing. If only the band had been so popular when it first started, he wouldn't have to travel around performing to make money.

The abstract young man packed up his things and gave Pochi-chan a heartfelt lecture:

"In the beginning, the band was poor. We traveled around all day to perform at commercial events, weddings and funerals, and that's how our band got started."

"Second-Hand Roses is not easy to come by now. I have suffered so much before. I have performed so many times at weddings and funerals, and I have been invited to sit at the table so many times... Sorry for going off topic."

"In short, your generation is much more comfortable in forming a band than our generation. The economic foundation is in place, and as for social phobia and the like, you can take your time. We are not in a hurry."

"You agree, right, Pochi-chan?"

After saying so much, seeing that the girl still didn't reply, Hai Mingli looked up and asked, "Pochi-chan?"

Still no answer.

"Hey..."

Hai Mingli stretched out his finger and lightly touched the mango carton. The next second, the carton fell to the ground.

then……

Pochi-chan fell out of the box and fell to the ground. She was foaming at the mouth, her body was twitching, and her body had shrunk several times.

Hemingway: ...

No, isn’t it just a street performance?

Is it really that powerful?

--fine……

The pink-haired girl lying on the ground didn't care about the foam at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were dazed and she was thinking about something else in her mind.

——My dowry money is saved!

……

Not far from where Hai Mingli was, a group of people gathered under a low residential building.

"Where are the people? Where is the funeral band?"

"Someone go call and urge them!"

"I do not know!"