Chapter 189: Chapter 189: Nunchaku
After handing out flyers, the two fan girls quickly ran back, excitedly saying, "Miaomiao, can we draw now?"
"Sure, we can."
Tuanzi checked the time and was amazed by how fast these two were. Incredible!
"Do you want to draw now, or wait until it’s over?"
She pointed to the long line of people waiting.
"There are so many people, Miaomiao plans to put on a performance."
The two young girls’ eyes lit up.
"Then we’ll help you perform, and the reward is letting us experience flying once."
Tuanzi lowered her little head and counted with her tiny hand.
The two sisters were very capable and could bring in a lot of income. The reward was merely letting them fly once, such a good deal.
"Okay, okay." She cheerfully agreed.
The two girls high-fived each other.
Seeing the long line that could affect the order of the commercial street, they took some paper, made some number tags, and distributed them to the people in line.
"Our Miaomiao is about to perform. Everyone can gather around to watch, and you can wait for your number to be called before buying sugar paintings or portraits."
[I have to say, these two are the kind of employees every boss wants.]
[They’re proactive and quick-witted, it’s just a pity they’re fan girls.]
[Do you have a problem with fan girls?]
[I do have a problem. Fanatics are brainless, still blind to their idols’ faults even after scandals. They say radical things and attack other artists. If that’s not brainless, what is?]
[Have you ever considered that even among fans, there are different types? It’s wrong to generalize.]
[Yeah, looking at these two’s conduct, they don’t seem like the type to make those statements. Rational and career-driven fans wouldn’t act like that.]
[Heh, fans are just brainless.]
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[By the way, what’s Miaomiao planning to perform?]
[Flying? With so many people, it seems hard to perform.]
[Fans are just brainless.]
The audience understood, realizing that the repetitive comment was just from a troll seeking attention, so they swiftly blocked them and continued watching the livestream.
Surrounded by the crowd, Tuanzi wasn’t nervous.
"The first act," she said, hands in her pockets, smiling, "is called Lifting the Car."
The onlookers: "?"
Just then, a show staff member pushed in an electric bike.
This was the show’s bike, sometimes used by staff to ferry cameramen for filming.
"Does everyone believe Miaomiao can lift it?"
Everyone shook their heads. How could such a small child possibly do that?
Tuanzi smiled with pursed lips, letting people nearby touch the bike to confirm it was real. She then squatted, grasped the wheel axles, and lifted it effortlessly.
If an expert were present, they would notice her fingers were actually 0.1 centimeters away from the wheel axle.
She wasn’t lifting it with strength, merely using Inner Strength to make the wheels levitate.
But for the uninformed audience, they preferred to believe she was just incredibly strong.
Tuanzi beamed, "Would anyone like Miaomiao to lift them? 5 yuan per experience, five minutes each."
[I doubt anyone wants to experience that.]
[It’s not like flying. Gu Miaomiao is so short, being lifted wouldn’t take you far off the ground. Who would want that?]
[I’d love to try. It’s not about being lifted, but being lifted by a little girl. If I shoot a video and post it on social media, my friends would be so jealous.]
[Don’t underestimate people’s curiosity for novelty.]
Indeed, some were willing to pay for something novel.
They weren’t very interested in being lifted but being lifted by a girl who appeared to be about a meter tall was very intriguing.
The first up was a muscular man, 1.8 meters tall.
He seemed a bit embarrassed, "I weigh over 200 pounds, can you lift me?"
"Of course," Tuanzi thought, since it’s with Inner Strength, "Come, squat down first."
The muscular man squatted down, and Tuanzi stepped forward to grab the hem of his clothes.
"Heeya!"
The bystanders and the muscular man had no idea what happened; in the blink of an eye, the man was belly-up, face down.
A little girl’s adorable voice came through.
"Miaomiao can even spin around for free. You spin, or Miaomiao spins, and you follow."
The muscular man instinctively said, "Then you spin me around."
Maintaining the 0.1-centimeter distance, Tuanzi’s small hand spun in circles, and with an inner force surge, the lifted muscular man spun around too.
"Whoa!"
The onlookers couldn’t help but take out their phones to film.
"This is very entertaining."
"How is she doing it?"
"Could it be a magic trick?"
With one brave person trying, others were eager to give it a go.
So more people took out their phones to record videos.
They either posted them in chat groups, on social media, or on various online platforms with catchy titles.
Upon seeing the titles, unsuspecting netizens first suspected clickbait and clicked in frustration.
[Is this really not edited?]
[If she’s got this skill, she should apply to be a visual effects artist.]
[This girl looks so familiar.]
[Looking at the stand behind her, it seems to be a variety show.]
["Let’s Transform Together"? What’s that show about?]
[Why not go take a look?]
The show thus gained a wave of attention.
Director Miao Mu found out and immediately decided to reward Gu Miaomiao with a drumstick at dinner!
Gu Jiujiu wasn’t idle either. Holding a small box, he passed through the onlookers with a blush, quietly saying, "Uncles and aunties, brothers and sisters, if you think Miaomiao did well, could you give us some money? Just a few yuan is enough."
Many people were still willing to spend a few yuan to see the performance.
After the vehicle lifting and human lifting sessions ended, Tuanzi took out nunchucks.
"Miaomiao will perform a segment for everyone."
Holding a stick in each hand, Tuanzi bent her eyes, smiling adorably, but her hands rotated swiftly; soon, everyone only saw two whirlwinds.
Those standing close could feel the wind whipping across their cheeks.
Several quietly stepped back, fearing they might get hit.
[Oh my, her speed is incredible!]
[If she accidentally let go, due to inertia, anyone hit could be seriously injured.]
[Miaomiao wouldn’t let go.]
[Suddenly I think she’s being gentle to people. If she spun them at that speed, they’d probably throw up, like ’flower petals scattering.’]
[I can imagine the scene and the smell, stop it.]
After showcasing her nunchucks, Tuanzi casually took out her practice knives.
"Let everyone see the Dual Blade Style."
The two knives seemed to develop wings, fluidly revolving between her fingertips, palms, and wrists.
People watched from afar, thinking they were seeing flying butterflies.
Someone suddenly shouted, "If you add two more knives, I’ll tip you a thousand!"
Tuanzi’s eyes lit up; is there really such a good deal?
Forget four knives, even six is possible!
"You have to keep your word!"
Tuanzi hurriedly ran to the side, rummaging through to find two more small knives.
Her practice knives were custom-made, smaller than daggers, but wider and sharper.