America's Zhouyi Bone-Reading Master and the Electric Carnival of The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style

Just as Illyana was staring at the plastic ring, engrossed in spherical geometry and fluid dynamics calculations...

A group of tourists were gathered in a corner of the small square, watching the spectacle.

Deadpool wore an old military overcoat he'd swiped from the guardhouse over his red and black bodysuit.

He was sitting cross-legged on a newspaper, with a bamboo pole stuck in a mineral water bottle next to him.

A piece of white cloth with the words "Authentic United States I Ching Bone Reading, Don't Grill Skewers If the Prediction is Inaccurate" written in red ink was hanging on a bamboo pole.

This guy was wearing glasses without lenses, and he was grabbing a young man's right hand, spouting nonsense with spittle flying everywhere.

"Oh my God! This is a terrible omen, family members!"

"Young man, look at your love line! It's slid right off your palm and split all the way to the base of your little finger!"

"It even branched into eight segments in the middle, what's that called?"

"This is called the 'Fully Automated Attempt at Poseidon Syndrome'!"

"According to our top Wall Street feng shui analysis based on the I Ching and Bagua..."

"Your destiny isn't lacking water or metal, it's lacking a string!"

Listen to my advice, the waters are too deep for you to handle!

"Just go to the stall across the street and get me ten sizzling, oily grilled kidneys, plus two bottles of ice-cold Beibingyang soda."

"This great immortal will immediately expend ten years of his cultivation to concoct a Pure Love Goddess Singles-Getting Talisman, personally passed down by a novel author. Guaranteed to help you find your other half next week. If it doesn't work, I'll give you a full refund in your next life!"

The young man was completely taken aback by his words.

His eyes were glazed over, and he was in a dazed state of "it's outrageous, but I'm actually a little tempted."

Just as he was about to take out his phone to scan the QR code to buy kidneys, two large hands reached out from behind the crowd and pressed down on Deadpool's shoulders, one on each side.

"Comrade Wade, you are not only operating a business without a license and engaging in feudal superstition and telecommunications fraud..."

"He's even suspected of extorting money from the public. Come back to the station with us and write a 5,000-word self-criticism!"

Wearing a jacket, Chan Ka-kui smiled and ripped the tattered cloth off the bamboo pole.

Standing to the side, Li Hongqi's face was ashen, and he confiscated the water bottle filled with bamboo skewers from Deadpool.

"Fuck! This is entrapment! It's blatant jealousy!"

"I call this a profound collision of Chinese and American folk cultures! It's a compliant and legitimate cyber-street vendor economy!"

"This is a blatant interference with the freedom of foreign non-staff employees to earn income through side jobs. I'm going to file a complaint with Instructor Hu about suspected workplace bullying!"

Deadpool yelled and tried to slip away, but Li Hongqi grabbed him by the wrist.

They shoved him into the patrol car next to them, like they were carrying a chick.

Failed to tame the Jiaju

In the very center of the square.

The vibrant and the Most Dazzling Ethnic Style is resounding through two upright speakers.

Marcus Howard, Tasha Jefferson, and Sofia Rhodey, the students who had come out for a walk with them, were standing by the flowerbed watching the commotion.

Sofia, a self-proclaimed foodie, was terrified of going hungry before.

Right now, I'm holding a big bowl of freshly bought Old Beijing braised pork offal with both hands, and my mouth is covered in sauce as I eat.

"Oh my god! Marcus, you have to try this pig intestine and fried tofu!"

"It's soaked up all the broth, and it's both tender and chewy!"

"It smells a hundred times better than those sour canned beans we used to get at the relief station!"

Marcus wiped the crumbs of fried dough from his lips, his eyes filled with envy as he looked at the group of energetic elderly men and women waving red silk fans in the square.

"Tasha, why are the elderly people here so energetic?"

Tasha chewed on a donkey roll while involuntarily swaying her head to the rhythm of the drums.

"Because there aren't any loan sharks like John Smith here, constantly lurking and harassing us!"

"Look at that curly-haired old lady in the bright red wool sweater, that way she twists her waist and swings her hips..."

"He jumps even harder than the cheerleader captain from our Detroit public high school!"

As they were talking, Auntie Wang, the lead dancer, finished a graceful spin and immediately spotted Marcus, the tall and imposing rock boy standing out from the crowd by the flower bed.

The old lady moved with lightning speed, rushed over, grabbed Marcus's thick forearm, and pulled him to the front of the line.

"Oh my goodness, these foreign young men and women are so handsome and festive!"

"Are you an international exchange student from Wudaokou?"

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot in this freezing weather? Young people should sweat more, come and stretch your muscles with this lady!"

Marcus's muscles tensed, and he almost reflexively activated his rock-skinned body.

He looked down at Auntie Wang's small frame, which was barely taller than his shoulder, and was so frightened that he waved his hands and backed away.

"No, no need, madam!"

"I... I have superhuman strength, and I can't control my power. If I slip and step on your foot, I'll crush your bones on the spot!"

"Hey! Look at this chubby little boy, he can't even speak Mandarin fluently yet! Speak English! I'm an old lady who retired from the Ministry of Foreign Trade, and I got an IELTS score of 6.5!"

"Old lady, I hang upside down and bump into trees in Temple of Heaven Park for half an hour every morning. Do you think I'm afraid of you stepping on my feet, you little brat?"

Who do you think you are!

Several middle-aged women nearby also enthusiastically gathered around, and without saying a word, pushed Tasha and Sofia, who hadn't finished eating the braised pork, into the middle of the line.

"Come on, foreign girl, don't be shy, put the bowl you're holding on the flower bed."

"Follow Auntie's instructions, draw a dragon on your left and a rainbow on your right!"

Marcus stood in the front row, careful not to bump his fists into the elderly women around him.

The middle-aged women around him didn't laugh at him; instead, they applauded and cheered.

"Wow, this young man has a great sense of rhythm!"

Just as Marcus was sweating profusely and gradually got the hang of it, swinging his arms in rhythm, the final battle was about to begin at the ring toss stall in the backstreet.

The Magik held five different colored plastic rings in his right hand, his eyes reflecting a red grid.

The stall floor has a slope angle of 3.5 degrees...

All the spatial geometric parameters converged in her mind into a perfect three-dimensional parabolic equation.

"That's the angle! Got it!"

The Magik flicked his wrist repeatedly, sending the remaining rings soaring into the air.

The first ten rings were stacked together, locking the big white goose as if it were wearing ten layers of collars.

What made the old man's blood pressure soar even higher was that the twenty-five plastic rings that flew out behind him bounced and scattered on the ground.

The third row features a large Jingdezhen blue-and-white porcelain tea mug.

The green metal wind-up frog in the fourth row.

There were also five glowing plastic Ultraman displayed on the far side as a mere decoration...

They were all caught in the ring toss game!

In just a few seconds, all the rings went in without missing a single one, almost emptying the old man's entire stall of belongings.

"I... I swear, my goodness!"

"Young lady, did you retire from a circus troupe?"

The stall owner, an elderly man, stood up shakily from his stool, looked at the prizes scattered on the ground, and stammered for a long time without uttering a single insincere word.

Li Qianhuan jumped half a meter high on the spot in excitement, clapping her hands and shouting.

Wow, Ili, you're practically a god in the ring toss world!

"The techniques Instructor Hu taught during the day really worked!"