Chapter 2 Street Performing Boy ②

  When the last note stopped jumping in the mobile player, the boy struck his final pose. The dance ended immediately and both hands were clapped loudly: "Awesome! Brilliant!......"

  While speaking, Wǔ Níngmò took a few steps forward, rummaging through his pockets as he walked. He stopped at the right side of the boy and dropped the only few copper coins on his body into a nearby "begging bowl" with a 'clanging' sound. Rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, he said: "Sorry, buddy, I'm left with just these few copper coins, haha..."

  Wu Ningmo was originally a poor man. The barber shop he went to for the first time just cut his hair, but he was actually cheated out of almost 100 yuan. What a black-hearted store! Wu Ningmo secretly vowed never to go again, and the hundred-yuan bill in his pocket was left with only 3 or 5 copper coins.

  The dancing boy turned around when he heard a clear and sweet voice behind him, thinking it was a beautiful girl, but instead saw a handsome 'boy'. Lowering his head, he only then discovered that there really was a tattered can in the place where he had put his phone, with rust spots all over it, indeed very much like a street beggar's tool. However, a boy with such a temperament would never be thought of as someone who begs on the streets, right?

  The boy looked at Wǔ Níngmò again, and her eyes had already turned into heart shapes. Her mouth was almost unknowingly slowly seeping out: "So handsome!" Although he only wore a plain black loose t-shirt, the unique aura of the king was not damaged at all. His healthy wheat-colored skin, his head of dark green hair standing tall, messy but with a hint of wildness. Wǔ Níngmò had never seen a boy who could "interpret" the so-called Hanjian hairstyle (middle parting, Hanjian during the anti-war period were all this hairstyle (^o^)/~) so handsomely and nobly. A pair of dark green eyes shining like stars, sharp and profound. Wǔ Níngmò only glanced at him briefly, but she heard a "zzt zzt zzt" electric current sound that ran through her entire body. Her limbs were as if they had been cast with a petrification spell, unable to move no matter what.

  "Have you had enough?! The handsome young man's good-looking sword-like eyebrows were scrunched into a '川' shape, being surrounded by girls was nothing new to him, but it was the first time he was stared at by a strange boy with drooling mouth."

  The moment before, Wu Ning's eyes were dull and she shook her head: "No—" Such a handsome man, of course, can't be looked at enough!

  The next second, she suddenly realized her loss of composure. The handsome man's face was full of displeasure, and in her fluster, she hastily withdrew her dazed gaze, wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth: "Uh... I've seen enough - sorry, I have something else to do!"

  This is embarrassing! Wu Ning had never lost her composure because of a handsome guy before. She remembered that in the past, she was always the one teasing Xiao Xue for being too flirtatious, but now it's her turn.

  Hurry up and get out of here! This is the only thought in Wu Ning's mind!

  But she took half a day's steps, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take a step out of the original place. She raised her head and met those eagle-like sharp eyes again, his gaze was really the nemesis of Wu Xingmo! Wu Xingmo didn't dare to look at him for one second more, and immediately looked down at his shoes with a wronged expression like a child who had been caught telling lies.

  Wu Ningmo was held by the handsome boy's collar and couldn't move. Wu Ningmo always thought she was tall enough, often bullying Xiaoxue for being short. Today, in front of the tall handsome boy, she was just a little dwarf! Her head only reached the bottom of the handsome boy's chin.

  He - he wouldn't be thinking of fighting, would he? In the brief few seconds they locked eyes, Wu Xing Mo accurately captured the icy glint in the handsome man's gaze, which seemed to hold needles, thorns, and even flames! Having witnessed his "skills" before, Wu Xing Mo secretly assessed that if they really fought, her chances of losing were quite high.

  Who would have thought that the expected dispute did not come, but instead, the handsome man himself took the initiative to hand over his beautiful small paws to Wǔ Yīn's palm. He said: "Want to leave? Take your coins and go together——" After finishing speaking, he stepped out with his long legs.

  Watching the handsome man's figure fade into the distance, Wu Xiangmo finally agreed with Xiaoxue that she really had no eye for talent, actually taking the majestic super-handsome man for a street performer and even only giving him a few copper coins! No wonder the handsome man had been looking displeased all along, his gaze at Wu Xiangmo was as sharp as a knife...