I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 154 The Arrival of the Famous Band
Jincha Airport.

A group of people holding various signs looked towards the exit, their eyes full of anticipation.

A few minutes later, four men and one woman, five stylishly dressed Westerners, came out from the exit. The crowd holding signs suddenly "exploded", and a woman screamed hoarsely at the top of her throat. Said: "SB".

Others followed suit: "SB".

It attracted the attention of passengers in the terminal building.

After shouting, swarms rushed up, took out pens, photos, small books, spoke a bad foreign language, and asked for autographs.

These five westerners are the famous SB band, from the country of roses, with fans all over the world. The organizer of the music festival spent a lot of money to invite them to be the finale.

Surrounded by fans, he hurriedly signed a few names and walked quickly to the outside of the terminal. The toy was pulled away by the fans and almost fell down.

When the child's parents saw it, they cursed angrily: "Your mother is dead. Are these Westerners your father?".

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted a lot of scolding.

"You inferior man, shut up!"

"They're from Roseland, a world-renowned band, what are you? How dare you bark here?"

"Get lost! You don't have any quality at all, you really embarrass the people of Long Kingdom by stepping on a horse"

The child's parents were about to be blown up, and were about to scold these dogs, when a sad, desolate, loud music suddenly appeared in the terminal, like a sharp sword, piercing the softest part of the heart.

For a moment, all kinds of sad memories flashed in my mind, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

The same goes for everyone else, even the five Westerners were in tears.

A few seconds, or more than a dozen seconds, I don't know how long it took, the song slowly dissipated, everyone broke free from the sad memory, wiped their tears, sighed, and secretly said in surprise:

"This song is awesome, it actually made me cry"

"Who played the tune? It's so sad. I'm an imposing seven-foot man with a brick in his eye!"

"Dad, I miss you"

To be surprised, the members of the SB band are themselves engaged in music, and they know better how difficult it is for a piece of music to mobilize people's emotions to the extreme. I didn't expect to hear a divine comedy when I first came to this ancient oriental country .

The drummer in the band suddenly said with red eyes: "I miss my daughter!".

This sentence was like a switch, which instantly aroused the thoughts of several other team members. Seeing that something was wrong, the captain quickly comforted the team members, don't have to perform yet, because they all ran home for a piece of music.

In the little park.

In the tears of the uncle, Wang Liang handed him the crutch that he used as a suona in his hand. Looking at the golden progress bar in front of him, he laughed and screamed "goose goose goose".

At this time, the progress bar has skyrocketed from [Suona Blowing: 80000/100000] to [Suona Blowing: 99000/100000], and I will play a new song tomorrow, and I will definitely be able to complete the practice. I am very happy, and suddenly there is a sentence " You not only deceived my tears, but also stole my heart!".

Turn around.

An old man with wrinkled face was looking at him with tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of resentment, like a resentful woman.

Wang Liang ducked back subconsciously, and said, "Master, did you admit the wrong person? When did I deceive you?".

"It's not cheating me, it's cheating my tears, and stealing my heart!"

"How did I deceive your tears? And... steal your heart, you are not Bigan, with a seven-apertured exquisite heart, why should I steal your heart?" Wang Liang was about to leave, sir He grabbed him and said, "Did you play the song just now?".

"I don't even have a stereo, how can I play it?"

In a word, the uncle who said it was immediately confused, froze for a moment, and said with a dazed face: "Then what are you bragging about with my walking stick?".

"Master, you don't know about this. It's called performance art. It's an artistic performance. You can figure it out by yourself. I'm going home for dinner."

After Wang Liang left, the uncle stood there, muttering, "Performance art, artistic performance!", the CPU was running at high load, and the radiator was aging, causing his head to turn red.

After a very rigorous investigation, the reasons for the disappearance of the Mona Lisa portrait, as well as various precious cultural relics and works of art were not found out in the end.

So far, the best news that the museum curator Majeri has received is that he will not be prosecuted for his malfeasance for the time being, and he will be given a month to retrieve the precious cultural relics and artworks lost in the museum, especially the Mona The portrait of Lisa must be retrieved, otherwise, he will end up in prison.

At this time, Margery was an ant on the hot pot and a fat pig on the door panel. He was so anxious that he lost weight and couldn't think of any solution.

Surveillance, tourists, internal employees, everything that needs to be investigated, and a well-known detective was hired with a lot of money, but even the most basic clues were not found. Margery, who was in a hurry and went to the doctor, suddenly thought of divination. The things in the museum disappear so weirdly, so find them back in an even weirder way.

After many inquiries, Margery contacted a fortune-teller who claimed to be from the Society of Magic.

According to the address provided by the other party, I came to an old apartment building. The mottled walls were covered with creepers, which almost blocked the windows. After ringing the doorbell, I waited for a long time before the door opened.

A damp, cold moisture rushed towards his face.

A thin, white-skinned, almost transparent youth stood at the door, squinting his eyes, obviously not used to the strong light outside.

"Hello, fortune teller"

Margery smiled and held out his hand.

The thin young man glanced at his hand, a look of disgust suddenly appeared on his face, he took a step back, and a cold voice came out of his mouth, "Come in, remember to close the door, I hate those damn sunshine, they would mess with my perception of magic."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the depths of the apartment, watching from the door, the darkness instantly swallowed him.

Margery was a little afraid to go in. His mind kept flashing the scenes of witches summoning Satan with human blood in the movie. Finally, he walked into the apartment by mistake and closed the door, because he had no way out. Compared with the legendary witch, he is more afraid of being imprisoned.

After the door closed, the apartment was completely dark.

There are only a few old wall lamps emitting a yellowish light, barely illuminating the wooden spiral staircase at the end of the entrance. The thin young man is walking up the stairs step by step, with his back straight, and the sound of "creak, creak" is coming. echoes in the apartment.

Suddenly, the thin young man turned his head to look at Margery. The yellowish light was blocked by his high eye sockets, making his eyes very dark, like two black holes.

　At your age, at your age, do you have the nerve to take a break?Those great writers in their 40s and [-]s are updating every day. You, a young writer in your twenties, still want to rest?Does it match?Are you worthy of supporting your readers?Are you worthy of the mutton shumai this morning?Even!More to death!Start challenging daily [-]D! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)