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Text Chapter 449 Christmas Eve in Los Angeles

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    Los Angeles, a city on the West Coast of the United States, is under the jurisdiction of the state of California.  Due to global climate change recently, the winter temperature here has rarely dropped below zero, which has also brought a rare snowfall experience to the citizens of Los Angeles.  ¡­ ¡°Latest reports, the Pentagon¡¯s alert has been lifted, and the giant beast has returned to the bottom of the sea¡­¡± ¡°Yes!¡± ¡°Oh¡­¡± At 4 o¡¯clock in the afternoon, a group of Los Angeles citizens gathered in front of the street windows.  At this time, three homeless people blended into the crowd. They were Yang Ye, Sanbao and their new friend Nadi.  .  "After entering the waters of Los Angeles, Yang Ye did not dare to let the giant snake go down. This would not only cause panic, but also cause unnecessary trouble.  "Nadi, do you have any coins? Let me see if I can contact my friends." Looking at the TV in the window, Yang Ye turned to Nadi and said.  "You're leaving Paul." Nadi took out 1 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Yang Ye.  Yang Ye paused for a moment before taking it.  Originally, he wanted to contact 1900 and then leave, but after seeing the lonely look on Nadi's face, he decided to change his mind and at least spend this Christmas Eve with him before leaving.  Nadi is different from other homeless people. He originally had a decent career. Later, due to the bankruptcy of his company, Nadi lost his job, family, and house and eventually became homeless.  He tried to find a job, but working in the United States requires at least three basic requirements: a home address, a communication phone, and a bank card.  This means a lot of money will be needed unless someone rescues you.  Otherwise, life in the future will be a vicious cycle.  After half a day of contact, Yang Ye could see that Nadi was a good person.  "Yes Nadi, but I will spend a happy Christmas Eve with you today." "Really? That would be great! Will your friends come too?" Nadi asked happily.  "Probably not, I just want to tell her: I am safe now. Maybe I can borrow some more money or something." With that said, Yang Ye walked into the phone booth at the corner.  "Hey, who are you" Opposite me, Liu Feiyan's voice sounded tired.  ¡°I am Santa Claus from the North Pole, what is your wish?¡± Yang Ye pinched his throat and laughed.  "Haha, are you Huanzi?" Feiyan said with a smile: "I was about to call you and Xu Jiao. Have you received our gifts?" "What did you receive?" Yang Ye asked, regaining his voice.  "Of course" As she said this, Liu Feiyan felt great joy in her heart: "Youis your husband? Is it really you?" "Hahahahow did you know it was me? You just call me husband casually.  . . Are you cuckolding me?" Yang Yeshuang said with a smile.  Feiyan wiped away her tears and sobbed: "Oldhusband. Why are you in the United States? Aren't you" "Didn't I miss you guys?" Yang Ye told the story of the prison escape with a smile, and then talked to Shiru Wang Yan  Chatted for a while.  And told the three women not to reveal the news of his return for the time being.  "Then husband, what should you do if you have no money? If not, please contact Huanzi" Wang Shiru said.  "Well." Yang Ye looked at the timer and said, "You don't have to worry about me. I will definitely rush back before the Chinese New Year. Let's do this for now."  and walked out of the phone booth.  Yang Ye shrugged at Nadi.  Pretend you didn't borrow the money.  Nadi seemed to have gotten used to it and patted Yang Ye on the back to express comfort.  At 5 pm, they came to the local homeless area together.  Hundreds of homeless people live here.  In the evening, a bonfire will be lit in the gathering area.  "Hey Nadi, this is your new friend? Do you need service, sir? It's only $1." A black woman stuck her head out and opened her cotton coat teasingly.  "Thank you. If I have money, I will consider it." Yang Ye nodded with a smile and glanced at all kinds of people around him.  Each of them had a dead look and silence on their expressions, completely devoid of the Christmas atmosphere on the street. It seemed that this festival had nothing to do with them at all.  "Paul, this is my tent. Although it is smaller, it is still very warm. It can fit the three of us in." Nadi opened the curtain excitedly.  "It's great, I can't wait." Yang Ye rubbed his hands and smiled.  "Hi Nadi, how are you? Hello sir, my name is Cross." A white man holding a violin came out of the tent opposite.  Cross is a violinist. After his wife died, he voluntarily gave up his original life and became a wanderer.Performer.  "Hello Cross." Yang Ye shook hands with him, then turned to his violin and smiled: "Were you a violinist in the past?" "Yes." Cross found a sense of intimacy in Yang Ye's smile.  He smiled and said, "It's the most valuable thing to me now. Do you want some fries? I have some here." "Why not?" Yang Ye accepted his invitation and shared the fries while talking about music with him.  Looking at the dull neighborhood, Yang Ye was suddenly inspired and said to Cross: "Can you know "Flight of the Bumblebee"?" "Yes." Cross nodded, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.  I saw the corner of Yang Ye's mouth raised: "Then don't you think we should have something now? Today is Christmas Eve, brothers, we need some music." As he spoke, Yang Ye made a conductor's gesture, and Cross stood up and put the violin on the  On his shoulders, a familiar melody began to echo in his head.  Since the death of his wife, he has never touched such passionate music as "Flight of the Bumblebee".  "Are you ready?" Yang Ye asked with a smile.  "Yes, sir." Cross nodded, breathing a little quickly, and his right hand holding the bow trembled regularly, as if he was practicing.  "Start!" Yang Ye suddenly shouted, Cross immediately fell into crazy music creation, and the extremely fast violin melody sounded throughout the street.  The homeless people on both sides of the street seemed to be activated by the passionate violin, and they came out of their tents one after another.  After playing "Flight of the Bumblebee", Cross seemed unable to stop, and passionately played the soundtrack of the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean": He is a pirate.  From the high momentum at the beginning to the lyricism later.  Cross ended the performance with tears in his eyes, his red cheeks and heavy breathing indicating that he was in an emotional state of excitement.  "Yahhoo!" "You played so well Cross!" "I love you!" "Haha" After a few seconds of silence, the surrounding homeless people cheered one by one, causing some passers-by to stop and look around.  "Gentlemen and ladies, please listen to me." Yang Ye clapped and looked at the crowd and shouted: "I am Nadi's friend, my name is Paul, I met Nadi on the beach. He took the  I came here. " "I thought this would be a cool place. But now I'm really disappointed, it's not cool at all." "Yes, yes" Everyone around me agreed.  "Please!" Yang Ye almost screamed: "Please! Today is Christmas Eve, do you guys spend Christmas like this? We need a party!" "Do you know how they celebrate the New Year in China?  ? They will get together to sing and dance" "Excuse me. Who can do magic?" "Me!" A thin young man stood up: "I will do the party later.  You can perform. Come on, brothers, it¡¯s Christmas Eve, let¡¯s have some fun!¡± Yang Ye inspired everyone with his most intense and infectious moves.  Seeing the homeless people around, they were all ready to move.  Yang Ye quickly walked to an oil drum: "We can make a grill here" "We can build a performance stage here" "I" "But sir, we have no money." That man  The black woman said helplessly, and everyone nodded.  "If we don't have money, we can make money!" Yang Ye pointed at her with a snap of his fingers, then turned and walked towards Cross with a beautiful dance step: "Man, are you willing to join my performance team? The reward is to participate in this year's "Wandering"  "How about the Chinese New Year Party?" "Okay, sir, I'm honored!" Cross nodded excitedly.  "Welcome!" Yang Ye patted his shoulder happily, raised his arms and said, "I also need a drummer. He can also play the beat. Does anyone want to join? Don't any of you know how to dance? Come on,  We don't have much time!" "Can I join," said Nadi.  As soon as he started, everyone around him was mobilized, and some drug dealers were also attracted to them.  Before it gets dark, Yang Ye puts those who know the rhythm of musical instruments into one group, those who can dance into another group, and those who can sing into another group.  Later, these three groups of people were used to temporarily form a performance team.  Starting at 6:30 in the evening, a group of people claiming to be ¡®People from the Tramp Troupe.  They use their unique playing skills, cool dance moves, and touching collective singing to bring a different New Year experience to the citizens of Los Angeles.  At 9 o'clock in the evening, they used the more than 1,000 US dollars they earned to buy discounted supermarket products After spending the most enjoyable night, their friend Paul quietly left and became the most mysterious person in the eyes of everyone and the media.  Nadi said in an interview with the Los Angeles newspaper: "Paul suddenly came down like God and told them with practical actions, 'Even if you have nothing, you will still be happy.'"  ¡¯¡­ December 25th, Christmas.  cnn radio station.  "Female host: Oh my God, Jack, you know? Yesterday there was a group of homeless performers in Los Angeles. They were so awesome!" "Male host: Yes, I watched it on the video network. It was a great show. I also  I heard they held a party at the gathering place, attracting hundreds of people to attend. "Oh God, I really should go see it" No. 1577, Anna Metropolitan Area, is Liu Huan's in Los Angeles.  Home.  Having been here for more than two years, Huanzi and Xu Jiao have gradually adapted to the American environment.  As soon as she got up in the morning, Xu Jiao started to prepare milk powder for her child, while Huanzi hid in the kitchen to make breakfast.  After a while, the bell rang outside the house, and a security guard led Yang Ye and Sanbao to the door.  "Sir, he said he is your friend. Do you know him?" Liu Huan closed the door in confusion, stared at Yang Ye and said, "Are you" "I don't know you anymore?" Yang Ye smiled and said in Chinese: "I am  The person you used to eat every day when you were in college." After saying this, he glanced at the security guard on the side.  "Ye yes!" Liu Huan's eyes widened and he immediately pulled him towards the house: "Where have you been for so long?" "I just came to New Zealand for a walk, but I encountered a robber, and now I am homeless.  I can only ask for help from my brother. Merry Christmas," Yang Ye said with a smile.  ¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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