As soon as I entered the door, I took off my hat wet with snow, stuffed it into my bag and strode in, staring at everything like an apple. When I walked into the restaurant, I looked around for a while, and when I saw the funny hunchback painting, I put on a rabbit face.

No one can't help smiling at his rabbit face.

After the performance, the monitor thanked the audience and everyone got up and squeezed out of the venue.

I was crowded in the crowd and was about to go out when I felt someone touch my hand. Looking back, it was the little artist. Black face, black hair hanging down, smiling at me, hands full of fruit. I didn't understand what he meant until I saw him like that.