The "Cruel Iron Circus" on the Spanish border is about to close down - Carlos, the leader of the group, shouts "We are not bad" at the top of his lungs every day, but the "Golden Lion Circus" opposite can turn into a magic flying lion, and they can't even keep a monkey that can only do somersaults.
Just when old Carlos was about to sell the circus to the opposite side for use as a "circus-themed restaurant", a beggar wearing a rag shirt and carrying moldy bread ran into the tent: "Sir, I can hold a Frisbee with my feet. Although the Frisbee is broken, my feet are even more broken."
Old Carlos stared at the beggar without shoes and suddenly felt that this was the last straw.
Then the absurd daily routine began: the beggar performed "Trapeze" for the first time, and actually used his feet to hold a Frisbee and hit the magic lion on the opposite side, turning the lion into a flying cat; he dyed the group leader's wig with a Mexican pepper-flavored magic potion, and the wig turned into a "talking pepper", which scared the group leader to cut his head overnight; the most outrageous thing is that he used "beggar's survival wisdom" to teach the actors to "pretend to be nobles without money" - using rags as dresses and mud as cosmetics, and actually deceived all the audience.
No CP, pure comedy, full of black humor - no love brain, only the joy of using comedy to fight boredom!
Concept: In the absurd world of the circus, imperfections can still be the protagonist - the beggar's "unreliability" has become the "life-saving straw" of the old circus.