Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

There are many people sitting on the floor tiles of the square, and there are ancient carriages walking on the square.

But at the same time, it also has a modern atmosphere, such as vendors selling various small commodities, and Jianghu entertainers playing violin in the square.

It seems to have a leisurely, soothing and romantic atmosphere.

But Wan Feng was not used to staying here, the roofs with spikes gave him a chilling feeling, and the semi-new classical buildings around the square were depressing.

Anyway, he didn't feel any sense of beauty. Compared with Huaguo's extensive and profound history, everything here gave him a false feeling like gold-plated plastic.

The only place where he stopped for a long time was an artist playing the violin.

This is a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a sloppy suit. Standing in a corner of the square, there is a piano case in front of him, his head bowed, and he is playing the piano by himself.

His long hair covered his face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

The reason why Wan Feng stopped here was not because he had any research on his music. He didn't know anything about the violin and didn't like it very much.

He stopped mainly to see if anyone had given money. There were a few bills in the piano case, and Wan Feng suspected that they were the artist's own property.

I didn't see anyone throwing a piece of money into the piano box for a long time.

Wan Feng quickly felt sorry and threw two yuan into the piano box.

I thought that the artist whose face was covered by his hair couldn't see it at all, but who knew that this guy stopped playing the violin the first time to express his gratitude to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng felt that his language was French or Helan, not English anyway.

"The tune you play is at the same level as my neighbor's. He is also an artist and has played cotton all his life."

Wan Feng said something like this with his thumb up in his right hand, and Han Guang's family was annoyed and funny when they heard it.

"You're bluffing with staring eyes."

"Anyway, he can't understand Chinese. I just greet his ancestors. Maybe he will thank me."

"Thank you." The raunchy artist really thanked.

"What do you think!" Wan Feng said triumphantly.

Wanfeng doesn't know other English, but he still knows a few words, such as OK, Shet, Falk, etc. He also understands the phrase thank you.

Han Guang's family is speechless, do you take advantage of this?

In addition to the Grand Place, another must-see for those who have been to Brussels is the kid who can pee.

People can't pee well, if they don't know how to pee, they won't be suffocated to death!

Everyone can pee, but there is no one who can piss out his thoughts and height like this kid.

The history here says that the kid pissed off the bomb that was going to blow up City Hall.

listen!Look at the level and height of the pee.

Every time I hear this bridge, Wanfeng feels a burst of haha.

It's okay for you to make a child pee Wanfeng, but making up such a story is not looking down on people's IQ.

A child who doesn't know if he has any memory, saw the fuze of the bomb on the smoke, urinated and extinguished it!

Wan Feng didn't know whether others believed it or not, but he didn't believe it anyway.

Don't make trouble!

At that time, the fuse appeared.

Wan Feng put a fuse into a can and lit it and threw it into the river to fry the fish. The can and bottle sank to the bottom of the river and the fuse was still alive. How could you, a little boy, urinate and extinguish it?

Even if the fuse can be extinguished, how can you pee so accurately when you are a child who walks wildly?You'll look good if you don't pee on your feet.

Assuming that there was such a dynamite pack with a smoking fuse in front of Wan Feng... He probably ran away with his pants in his hands.

What is nonsense?This is!

Besides, as for the cathedrals and other scenic spots, Wan Feng didn't even go in.

He has no interest in the Western religion that fools people and fools ghosts.

The others were walking around with great interest, but Wan Feng was yawning profusely.

It was so easy to fool this day, and the next day Wan Feng said nothing and didn't go out again.

If you have that time, you might as well sleep in a hotel.

Chapter 1556 Exposition

The fair finally opened on July [-]th.

Although the Lussel Expo is not the top exposition in the world, it is still among the top in Europe.

Therefore, on the opening day of the expo, although the Lussel Expo Center was not crowded with people, it was also full of voices.

People from all over the world came to open their eyes, people of all colors gathered together, and all kinds of languages ​​were flying in the sky.

The price of a ticket is [-] yuan. In [-], this price was definitely not a conscientious price.

Wan Feng followed the Huaguo sightseeing group to the gate.

When the Huaguo sightseeing group entered, Kai suffered a little tribulation, but after people learned that they were from Huaguo, the inspection was extremely strict and careful.

What's checked?

They are not terrorists. Except for a few people with cameras, people like Wan Feng have nothing on them except a suit of clothes and some rice.

But the other party still looked like they were facing an enemy, and used a scanner to sweep them around.

And looking at the tickets in their hands over and over again, it means that the tickets are all fake.

The same cold country and Japanese stupid people are not so cumbersome.

Looking at the contempt on the faces of these two people from the small country, Wan Feng also contempt in his heart.

What are you proud of? The two colonial countries are just huskies if you use curse words. Do you still feel superior when you are a husky?

Do fashionable colonials have a sense of superiority these days?

What a world!

After half an hour, they finally entered the exhibition hall.

Entering from the main entrance is the Intel-style booth.