"Xiao Tang, would you like to introduce someone to you?"
Tang Ping sat up slightly from the recliner, looked at Sister Bai of the Management Committee who came in, and smiled helplessly:
"Sister Bai, please stop making fun of me."
"Hey, why are you kidding? Look at you, you are only in your early twenties, but you have such a big family property. This convenience store house is your own, right? Including the place where you live on the second floor, it is more than 300 yuan. Is it settled? How can you have such a big family business without a good wife to help you take care of it? "
"Although your pickup truck doesn't look high-end, Sister Bai knows that it's not cheap! And you are a handsome young man, and your parents are abroad. Let me tell you, on your terms, let us go to Xi'an It’s already the best.”
Tang Ping shook his head helplessly. Sister Bai's biggest hobby on this cultural and creative street is to be a matchmaker for others. This is not the first time she has mentioned this.
"Thank you, Sister Bai. I will tell you when I want to ask for a wife. Are you here to charge the stereo? You can plug it in yourself at the same place!"
Seeing a big stereo on Sister Bai's trolley, Tang Ping knew that she had come to him to borrow a place to charge.
"Okay, when you want to ask for a wife, you must tell Sister Bai. You don't know that there are many single girls in Sister Bai's group of square dancing sisters. When the time comes, I will definitely introduce you to a satisfactory one. "
"Sister Bai, thank you for your trouble."
After connecting the power supply, Sister Bai took a bottle of water from the shelf.
"Hey, Sister Bai, you said you would drink a bottle of water, why would you pay me?"
"Yes, yes, we have rules and don't take advantage of the common people. Also, tomorrow is the Hanfu Culture Day in our Cultural and Creative Street, don't forget it!"
"Don't worry, I won't forget it! I've prepared all the Hanfu!"
"Okay, it started to rain today. I guess I won't be able to dance tonight. I'll pick up this stereo tomorrow. See you tomorrow!"
After sending Sister Bai away, Tang Ping shook his head helplessly and looked at the dark clouds rolling outside. He knew that there might not be many customers today, so he closed the shop early to rest.
Returning to the bedroom upstairs, he excitedly turned on his computer and started the canyon battle. He chose top laner Lu Xian and quit the game after fifteen minutes, cursing him.
He lay on the bed, opened the Zongheng Novel APP, and started to read a Tang Dynasty historical novel. He fell asleep instantly after reading it...
*****
"Nima, it's so early in the morning, why are you so noisy? Do you want anyone to sleep?"
Early the next morning, there was a lot of noise and commotion on the street outside. Tang Ping was so excited that he took out his cell phone from under his pillow and looked at it. It was only around 7 o'clock in the morning.
Are those Hanfu lovers here so early?
Although the Cultural and Creative Street is usually busy on Hanfu Culture Day, it has never happened so early.
The depressed Tang Ping put on the prepared Tang Dynasty Hanfu and hurried downstairs while thinking about how to argue with people outside.
Press the switch of the electric rolling shutter door, and as the rolling shutter is raised a little bit, the noisy sound becomes clearer.
Why does it sound like a murderous cry from a TV series?
Confused, Tang Ping leaned over and looked outside. Don't be impatient with this look. He was startled.
Facts have proved that he heard correctly. There are indeed many people dressed as soldiers fighting each other on the street, and there are also many people who look like ordinary people running away.
Which crew is filming the costume war drama here?
But the street didn’t notify us in advance!
Which crew is this damn guy from?
Don’t you need to give advance notice when coming to Cultural and Creative Street for filming?
Moreover, the plasma was splashed at the entrance of his store, and there was actually a severed prop hand next to it. Tang Ping's stomach was already missing YUE even before he had breakfast.
While Tang Ping was looking for a camera, a soldier ran over with a little girl.
"Run!" The soldier shouted to Tang Ping, then turned around and held up his shield to block the chop of a chasing alien soldier, kicked him in the stomach, then turned around and staggered towards Tang Ping. .
"Ah? Ah!" Before Tang Ping could react, the little girl tripped and fell into Tang Ping's arms.
"Brother, run quickly, the Turks are coming."
Don't tell me, this group of actors performed really well, their emotions were sincere, and their expressions were not exaggerated at all!
Just like the real thing!
At this time, the soldier also retreated to Tang Ping, and three foreign soldiers had already surrounded him.
"Huhuhu..." The soldier panted heavily and protected the two of them behind him: "Don't worry, you two, since you are my subjects of the Tang Dynasty, you are protected by me. If you want to kill someone, you must first step over my Lao Cui's body!"
Tang Ping had already retreated into the store with the little girl. He thought that he would not be able to take pictures here. He asked in a low voice: "What kind of scene are you filming? This service is very good!"
"Filming... filming? What filming?" The little girl was already frightened and could not understand what Tang Ping said.
At this time, the soldier who called himself Lao Cui and the alien soldiers outside the door collided with each other, and sparks flew. Tang Ping, who was watching the movie at close range, immediately clapped his hands and exclaimed in a low voice: "You are so good, what are you guys doing?" I’m looking for someone who won’t fall behind in 1V3, and you can’t tell that he’s acting well at all. Isn’t this too awesome?”
The four of them fought fiercely. Although Lao Cui was one against three, he could barely hold on. The three enemy soldiers were unable to do anything to him for a while.
"Chichichiquagua..." Several enemy soldiers shouted a few words. Although Tang Ping couldn't understand, he watched the people on the other side start to disperse. It was obvious that they were planning to rush into the store and besiege Lao Cui.
Lao Cui also discovered this. He was so anxious that he accidentally exposed his flaw. The enemy cut his left arm with a knife and blood flew everywhere. He also pressed his teeth and swiped the knife horizontally. He raised and lowered the knife with his right hand. Kill the enemy soldier who wounded him with a knife.
Lao Cui felt that it was worth it to trade one arm for one enemy.
"puff!"
Lao Cui's blood was like a high-pressure water pump bursting, splattering at the entrance of Tang Ping's shop, while the enemy's head rolled away a long way.
"Hmm...YUE..." Tang Ping couldn't bear it anymore and bent over and retched.
This cliff is true!
He was 100% sure that it was not a prop or special effect!
A real person was beheaded in front of him.
Lao Cui killed an enemy soldier and let the enemy rush into the store and besiege him. His plan went bankrupt.
But his injuries were not serious. Now his entire left hand is hanging there, obviously useless.
Upon seeing this, the two opponents immediately raised their swords and stepped forward. However, they no longer attacked fiercely. Instead, they wandered and fought, constantly consuming Lao Cui's physical strength.
"Big...brother...we...we have to help...help..." The little girl was too frightened to say a complete sentence. She pulled Tang Ping's sleeve and said in a panic.
"Help...help...yes...yes...help, we have to help...help..." Although he was still sick in his heart and his mind was like a mess, Tang Ping now knew that this man named Lao Cui was in Protect yourself, and those alien soldiers obviously want to kill everyone.
If he can't find a way to help Lao Cui, then when Lao Cui is unable to fight anymore, there will only be one word waiting for him, Tang Ping!
die!
