SSS Class Fugitive: The Big Show of the Crore Show

Chapter 311

Hold your fists and close the curtain with the group; The clown immediately took out his umbrella to keep out the rain. What's wrong? The audience threw those flowers into the field, and after a while, buried the clown in the flowers.

When Tai Jiaoao returned to the dressing room, he saw that a room full of flower baskets and pennants, all of which said "For the genius juggler Tai Jiaoao", "For the genius Tai Jiaoao in the juggling world!" "..." Tai Jiaoao looked over one flower basket after another, pennant after pennant, and muttered: "Genius, genius, genius..." At

this time, the clown pushed the door and came in; It's a teenager. Tai Jiaoao squinted at him, his eyes facing the sky, and said to him: "Xiao Zheng, have you seen it, genius genius, I am a genius!" You also said to learn technical skills from me! Have you learned? Look at your juggling looks, be a clown. Ho

ho ho..." This clown is called Zheng Yonggong. Tai Jiaoao's assistant.

How many times did he ask Tai Jiaoao to teach him his skills and let him perform

: "Uncle Tai, I have learned..." "Uncle Tai, I have been able to..."

But every time he couldn't say half a sentence, he blocked Tai Jiaoao back: "There must be a genius!" "

But the genius, no more than the nose and eyes, can't see, Zheng Yonggong can't answer."

Besides, Tai Jiaoao took Zheng Yonggong to the rest house by car, and took a picture in the big mirror in the house, he was tall and long, thin and handsome. What a genius look.

He was overjoyed and lay down on the soft bed: "Hey, this time I have to recuperate, I want to move again." Comrade waiter, come two cups of milk, five eggs, a roast chicken, ten cups of ice cream..." Zheng

Yonggong was interrupted, "Uncle Tai, don't we jugglers like to eat so much?" Tai

Jiaoao's nose came out: "Hmph! That's an ordinary juggler, and for me, a genius juggler, these are not needed! Tai

Jiaoao ate and went to sleep, and in less than five seconds, he snored.

Early in the morning, before the sun came out, Zheng Yonggong knocked on the door: "Uncle Tai, it's time to get up and practice!" Tai

Jiaoao covered his head with a pillow: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I'm here to recuperate, I have to sleep well!"

"Uncle Tai, this is the rule of the juggling troupe."

"Rules and regulations! I'm a genius, I don't need these! "

Whew! Hoo —— hoo! Zheng Yonggong had to practice by himself.

The sun came out, it was half past seven, Zheng Yonggong had already turned over a number of heads, erected a dragonfly for an unknown number of times, practiced sweating, came back to see, hey, Tai Jiaoao was still sleeping: "Uncle Tai, it's time to get up and do radio exercises!" Tai

Jiaoao drilled his head under the pillow: "Don't make trouble, I still have to sleep, the talented juggler still does radio exercises?" Laughter - words! "Whew! - Phew! - Phew!

All in all, Tai Jiaoao lay down this time and never got up.

He didn't get up, so he asked the waiter to bring him to the house and let him lie down and eat.

Zheng Yonggong asked him to practice, and he was a four-word blocker: "I am a genius!" "

His food is getting bigger and bigger, and a hen lays not enough eggs in a month for him to eat.

At this moment, his body rose. He lay on the bed, snoring, his body rising a little, snoring, his body rising a little, snoring and snoring, his body rising a little and a little, just like a bicycle tire pumping up.

I don't know how long he slept, but suddenly woke up one day.

Zheng Yonggong, this kid, shouted at the window: "Uncle Tai, telegram, you have to leave immediately, the program is all lined up, just waiting for you!"

What else to say, let's go! Tai Jiaoao sat up, a bone, and rolled to the ground.

What's wrong? Because the body is too heavy.

He rolled twice on the ground, lying like a big leather ball—he couldn't say lying down, but he couldn't think of a word to say it, because at this time the two ends did not touch the ground, and his head and feet were far from the ground.

He can't get up if he dances on the ground, how can he get up without his feet!

He rolled to the wall and stood up staggering straight against it. It all depends on those years of training, thanks to his two legs to support such a big body! But it was not good, he was going to fight forward again, because the upper body was too heavy, he quickly hugged his stomach - this is also what he forced to hold, because the two hands could not rest together - did not fall.

Tai Jiaoao couldn't understand what was going on!

Go and look in the mirror, alas, the mirror has become smaller and cannot rest him.

He shone on the left half of his body, and the right half of his body was gone; He shone on the right half of his body, and the left half of his body was gone. Not to mention that the mirror is small, the house is also small, he walks around, either touching this or that. The chair was also small, a very large chair, only resting one-tenth of his ass.

His stomach now has only one benefit, top the table, sit down with the stomach against the chin, and the cup simply rests up.

There is no time to look at yourself, when the time comes, you have to leave immediately.

But I can't go! How? The door is small and can't get out.

It was useless for Zheng Yonggong to push hard behind him, and he blocked the door hole.

Zheng Yonggong easily thought of a way to let him stand sideways in the door frame.

The stomach was blocked in the door, Zheng Yonggong pressed the stomach desperately, let it slide out of the door little by little, exhaled, the whole stomach slipped outside the door, and Tai Jiaoao finally came out with his stomach.

Outside the car was already waiting.

Tai Jiaoao drilled his head into the car, and his body could not squeeze in for half a day.

Tai Jiaoao pulled out his head and gasped. Suddenly, he only felt that someone was pushing his ass and pushing him towards a truck.

He tried to push the man away with his hand, but his hand couldn't reach it, and they blocked his body.

So he unknowingly pushed it into the car. The man breathed a breath and closed the fence door. (This is a fenced car.) Coincidentally, the zoo was transporting Mima, an elephant sent from abroad, in a car.

Halfway up, the elephants get off the bus to rest and eat. When the time came, the driver pushed the elephant into the car. The driver was a daredevil, saw a behemoth in front of him, thought it was an elephant, so he lowered his head, closed his eyes and pushed him into the car. The driver was about to drive, Zheng Yonggong ran out with a box or something, quickly ran to the driver's cab, said a few words to the driver, and the car drove. The elephant next to it watched, blinking its little eyes.

In a flash, the truck arrived at the juggling theater.

I saw the lights in front of the theater and a sea of people. The neon and rainbow characters of "genius juggler Tai Jiao Ao performed stunts today" soared into the sky. It is the Tai Jiaoao painted on the huge advertisement that is too different from him.

Who said he was so skinny and long! And lo and behold, here he is. Come, get off. He got off the springboard, his body was crooked, his bones were in the middle of winter, and he rolled down on the springboard, a big leather ball!

The drums beat in the juggling courtyard, the trumpets blew, and the megaphone reported: "The world-famous talented juggler performs tightrope stunts!" Speaking

too late, in the thunderous applause, Tai Jiaoao ran out—no, get out.