Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 545 - 544: I Perform a Somersault

Black Tortoise didn’t hear the audience’s thoughts, but from the looks in the eyes of the people around him, he could tell how surprised everyone was by his sudden transformation.

He said to Mianmian in a low voice, "Today’s mortals lack faith; they don’t even know about the various appearances of deities. They’re so ignorant."

Mianmian always felt that Black Tortoise’s words carried a hint of irritation, perhaps because she and her grandnephews had previously called him an ancient ancestor who was unaware of new things?

"They’ll know in the future," Mianmian thought and looked up at Black Tortoise very seriously, "Everyone will come to understand and know about each other."

Black Tortoise didn’t respond.

Mianmian didn’t have the time to talk either because she saw a large group running over from across the street, holding a super long banner. The banner read, "Little Auntie, your grandnephew fans wish you triumphant success and a rolling wealth!"

Online, Mianmian had seen this scene before. It seemed to be what was known as a fan visit to the set!

It wasn’t just her fans present at the scene; the fans of the other guests had also arrived. Gu Youyou’s fans were holding a banner that read, "Youyou, your auntie fans wish you success in all your heart’s desires!"

Little White Dragon had fans too, with their banner reading, "Little White Dragon, your mama fans wish you success in pursuing love!"

Situ Zha’s fans held a banner saying, "Zhazha, your sisters love you, Zhazha fly bravely, you bear the consequences of your actions."

Everyone holding the banners didn’t get too close and stood on the other side of the road, waving towards this side with smiling faces.

Mianmian felt a bit happy and raised her little hand to wave back. Feeling that waving was too short to be seen by the fans, she reached out to Black Tortoise, who was nearest to her, with both hands, "Uncle Xuan Wu, hold Mianmian, Mianmian wants to interact with the fans!"

Black Tortoise was taken aback for the first time hearing Mianmian’s soft and sticky voice acting coquettishly.

By the time he realized what she meant by wanting to be held, the joyfully laughing Little Bun at his feet had already been scooped up by another pair of hands.

The person who picked up Mianmian was Su Chenyan.

Su Chenyan, being slightly faster than his brothers, promptly lifted Mianmian high after picking her up. Feeling that it wasn’t quite appropriate, he simply let her sit on his neck.

Being tall, lifting Mianmian high expanded her field of vision all at once, and she waved even more vigorously.

Mianmian’s fans saw this and smiled even more cheerfully.

After the waving segment was over, a fan crossed the street and came over, holding a thick notebook in their hands.

"Little Auntie, I’m here on their behalf to ask for your autograph; I wonder if it’s convenient at this moment," the fan who asked finished speaking and then addressed the camera, "Director Hu, I wonder if this is okay?"

Hu Zhengguo wasn’t the stingy type. He stroked his chin and gave the signal to the staff that it was okay.

After all, the guests signing autographs for the fans didn’t take up his time, so why worry?

Once Hu Zhengguo agreed, other guests’ fans came over quickly.

The guests prepared to sell seafood suddenly became signing machines.

Hu Zhengguo liked the scene of the fans mentioning they’d only visit and not buy seafood, contemplating how nice it would be to see all the guests fail their tasks and be forced to perform. Ha-ha-ha!

After signing autographs for the fans, the time had already reached 8 AM.

The guests hurriedly set up their stands, ready to start hawking their wares.

There were too many people in Mianmian’s group, occupying a whole long row.

Having experience in selling, she cupped her hands around her mouth like a loudspeaker, and shouted, "Fresh seafood here, come and buy if you want some seafood. Buy seafood, get a performance for free!"

Without discussing with her family, Little Bun just went ahead, causing the Su Family brothers to look at each other in bewilderment.

Buy seafood, get a performance for free, but who was going to perform? Little Auntie?

Mianmian shouted with great enthusiasm and soon, lots of pedestrians were attracted by the childish voice of the child. An old grandmother happily asked Mianmian, "Little friend, you’re offering a free performance with purchase, will you be performing?"

Mianmian nodded very seriously, "Yes, Mianmian will perform for you. If it’s not good, you don’t have to buy."

This grandma’s family was indeed fond of seafood; their dining table was never without it every day. Living in Linhai City, the convenience was there; wanting seafood, you would find it everywhere on the streets.

Because she had ample experience buying seafood, the grandma looked down at the fresh fish still getting oxygen in the basin and some live abalones and other seafood, and then nodded, "Hmm, child, your seafood does seem fresh. So, what are you going to perform? If it’s not good, I really won’t buy it."

Mianmian chuckled, "I’ll do cartwheels, granny. How many do you think I can do?"

The old lady was startled.

She thought that a child’s performance would at most involve singing a song or reciting a poem, never expecting to hear about doing cartwheels.

Such a small child, looking adorable and precious, doing cartwheels on the concrete road? What if she hurts her head?

"Little friend, the ground is concrete here; cartwheels aren’t a good idea," the old lady tried to dissuade her, "perhaps perform something else."

Mianmian shook her head, "No worries, the concrete floor doesn’t matter, watch."

After speaking, she walked in front of the stand, asked the old lady to step back, and bent her body backward for a quick backflip.

The old lady: !!

This child could do backflips? Quite impressive, right?

"Then, then you do five for granny, and I’ll buy your seafood," she tentatively said.

Mianmian patted her chest, "One buy, one free, I’ll do ten for granny!"

She did it right on the spot, ten full flips. Dressed in red, as she flipped, her silhouette resembled spinning Wind Fire Wheels, maximizing the visual effect.

The staff secretly filming with hidden cameras couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration; their angle was perfect, capturing Mianmian’s side profile and even including a zoomed-in high-definition feature.

The audience in the Live Broadcast Room was also clapping onscreen.

[/clap/clap/clap/clap Little Auntie is so good at flips, ha-ha-ha. The inspiration definitely came from Director Hu’s statement about losers performing, ha-ha-ha, performing in advance, and even selling the goods.]

[Just now, Little Auntie mentioned helping her grandnephews, right? If she sells everything, won’t she be exhausted?]

While the audience was concerned, the camera switched to the Su Family brothers.

Well, well, well. It was thought that they needed Mianmian’s help to sell the goods, but now they seemed to be closing deals on their own! It looked like the buyers were quite happy too.

The happiest were the customers at Su Chenyan’s side, mostly young housewives. The housewives getting up at their leisure, just in time to buy their noon vegetables, couldn’t resist stopping by when they saw a group of handsome guys on the roadside.