Xiao Jiujiu said: "Didn't he disappear for a long time before and you haven't thought about it yet?"

Qi Bing said: "During the time when he disappeared, I thought about him all day long, for fear that he would never come back and I would have no time to think about our relationship."

Xiao Jiujiu nodded and said, "Yes."

Qi Bing's cell phone rang, and when she saw it was Zhang Chi, she hung up immediately.

Xiao Jiujiu guessed that it was Zhang Chi from her actions, and said softly: "Actually, he was also tricked, which is quite pitiful."

"Are you distressed?"

Xiao Jiujiu blushed and said, "Who cares about me?"

Standing in the underground tunnel, Zhang Daxian listened to the blind man wearing sunglasses pulling Erquan Yingyue. After listening for a while, he took out a hundred yuan and put it into the stainless steel basin. But when he got to the basin, he changed his mind again and collected the money.

As he turned back, the sound of the erhu suddenly stopped.

The blind artist grabbed Zhang Zhang's neck and said, "Young man, it's not fair for you to take my money."

Zhang Chi was delighted: "I didn't even let go of my money, so why did it become yours? I told you that you are not blind!"

The blind artist said: "Although I can't see with my eyes, I can see clearly with my heart."

Zhang Chi laughed, threw the money down, and took out another one hundred note: "Brother, this one hundred is my rent. Can you lend me your erhu and your place for an hour?"

"what are you doing?"

Zhang Chi said mysteriously: "I am actually an actor, and I want to experience life."

The blind artist looked at him.

Zhang Chi said again: "You are not blind!"

The blind artist smiled and said: "I haven't seen your performance. I can lend you the erhu or the place. But the rent is too small. You can add another hundred yuan. I usually make at least five hundred yuan an hour."

Zhang Chixin said, "You can blow a cow to death. The biggest ticket in the stainless steel basin is the one I just gave you."

Zhang Chi added another one to him.

The blind artist gave him the erhu and the place. When he got up, he emptied the stainless steel basin.

Zhang Chi said: "Let's make it clear, everything I earn in this hour is my own."

The blind artist smiled and said: "Of course, I will not be rewarded for my merits."

Zhang Chi said: "Brother, can you record a video for me? I'll give you an extra hundred later."

The blind artist nodded, and Zhang Chi handed him his cell phone.

Immortal Zhang sat down on the pony, pulled the strings twice, tuned the strings, took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

The blind artist is a little convinced that this guy is an actor. I feel like this guy plays the role of a blind man more like himself than himself?

Zhang Chi nodded to him to indicate that it was time to start. I played a paragraph first and I really miss you. If I don’t sing, I will become a blockbuster. Although Zhang Daxian doesn’t practice much at ordinary times, his basic skills are too deep after all. When he was in heaven, he played the erhu.

Hundreds and thousands of years, profound attainments cannot be compared to this kind of street artist who is obsessed with money.

The underground passage has its own reverberation effect, and it feels quite right when playing it. Zhang Daxian played this piece so that it is lingering, pathos, sad, and sad. I didn’t know what I meant when I first heard it, but when I listened to it again, I found myself in the middle of it.

A blind artist helped record the video.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over, stopped in front of the stainless steel basin, and listened blankly to the music. As he listened, he burst into tears. He took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan from it and gently placed it in the stainless steel basin.

A white-haired old lady walked over shakily. She listened and looked back, as if she was looking for the person in her heart. She passed by the stainless steel basin and missed it perfectly. After missing it, she turned back and took it out shakily from her pocket.

Two pieces, you read that right, two pieces worth 100 yuan and put them in.

A couple in love walked over hand in hand and stood aside to listen to the end. A long-legged lady also came over.

The blind artist saw the red banknotes falling into the stainless steel basin one after another, as if he had seen a miracle. To be honest, he didn't think this guy could play the piano better than him. Why did he sit down there and the money was like snowflakes?

It fell into the basin, Feng Shui! It's definitely Feng Shui, I wonder why he was willing to give me four hundred? I'm sorry this place is so nice, Mad, the rent will be less.

After Zhang Daxianren finished playing a song, the sound of high-heeled shoes was heard not far away, but it was a blond foreign girl who took out a handful of US dollars and threw them into the stainless steel basin: "I'll order a seone like you

.”

Zhang Daxian pulled his sunglasses down a little: "I only accept RMB."

The foreign girl took out a bank card and threw it into the basin: "Just do it if you are told, there is so much nonsense."

The blind artist put his sunglasses down and his eyes nearly popped out. For the first time, he realized that street performance could be such a lucrative career.

"No!" Zhang Chi is quite a character.

The blind artist hurried over and said, "I can!"

Zhang Chi's eyes widened: "Is it time? What can I do to you? Go over there." He grabbed the money in the stainless steel basin, left a one hundred card, and handed it to the foreign girl: "Rui Fu, when?

Coming back?"

Rui Fu smiled and said, "I just arrived, otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to appreciate your street performance."

Zhang Chi took his cell phone from the blind artist's hand, smiled a little sheepishly and said: "This world is really small, there are acquaintances everywhere, hey, I said, are you following me?"

Ruifu said: "It's not easy to find you."

The two of them left the underground passage. A white wind blew outside, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot. He stretched his arms and said, "Thank you for Adele's matter."

Rui Fu said: "Don't just talk without practicing. I heard that the director of Han Luo Cinema in your college passed away?"

Zhang Chi nodded: "It's been a few days." He was a little wary. Is Rui Fu coming back this time for this matter?

Ruifu said: "You don't have to be wary of me. I didn't come here just to find you."

Zhang Chi said: "It's official business."

Ruifu said: "It's just business. We have a cooperative relationship with the Bureau of Secrets and Secrets. There is a case that needs to be handled collaboratively."

Zhang Chi said: "I'm just wondering, how did you find me?"

Rui Fu laughed: "Anyway, there is a way."

"Put a tracker on me?"
Chapter completed!