quadruple sleep

Just a cello, no matter how good it is, what else?

Nian Baixiao and Hang Si were both sitting downstairs, Nian Baixiao said to Hang Si, "It would be interesting if no one cheers."

It was dinner time, and it was hot. The innkeeper moved the tables and chairs to the small courtyard, and everyone enjoyed the cool while eating.All the guests eating at the moment are hotel guests, and everyone is curious about this scene.

Now that Hang Si is free, Nian Baixiao personally served her rice. A small bowl of rice was filled to the brim and filled to the brim.

Hang Si looked around, and hummed, there were not many people eating, even if everyone paid for these three melons, it wouldn't be much.

"Will you give it later?" Hang Si asked Nian Baixiao curiously.

Nian Baixiao was hungry, so he started eating without waiting for the cello to set off the dining environment.Shaking the chopsticks at Hang Si, "No, avoid suspicion."

Hang Si raised his eyebrows, did he avoid suspicion?

"You can't give it either."

He was hungry, but Hang Si found that he actually had a very good dining experience.Like now, when he talks, there is no food in his mouth. Hang Si can't bear to talk with food in his mouth the most. He will slur his speech, and sometimes even spit out rice grains.

So what Nian Baixiao said was clear and refreshing.

Hang Si asked him why she couldn't give it?
Nian Baixiao put down his chopsticks, and said earnestly, "Now everyone here knows that you are taking care of the little boy, and you can prove it by paying the money."

The expression was not clear, but Hang Si understood the meaning, she smiled, and said disapprovingly, "If my girl raises a bad boy, how much I would like to give, I don't care what others think."

Nian Baixiao gave her a thumbs up, bowing down.

Upstairs the cello played.

There is no previous summary and foreshadowing, just open and pull.

As soon as the tune started, Nian Baixiao stopped picking up vegetables and looked up.

Some people have a nice voice, and they can hear the kind in their bones, which is commonly known as opening their mouths and kneeling.Nian Baixiao knows that there are people with such a natural voice, but he has never heard a piece of music that can surprise people the moment it is played.

The cello played Main-Title, a familiar tune, to be precise, a tune familiar to young people, and all the people sitting in the courtyard were young people, and the prelude of the tune was all boiling.

Hang Si was not in a hurry to eat, and leaned his face to listen.

To be honest, she has heard many versions of this song, even if it is a master, and the feelings it brings to her are not bad, because the song itself is the one that shocks.

But Lu Nanshen played a different kind of emotion, in addition to the shock, there is also the magnificence from the world, and the coldness from the winter and the struggle for power.

Such a familiar piece, such a piece that can be heard everywhere, until today she didn't know that there is another way to express emotions.

And what Lu Nanshen had in his hands was just a dilapidated cello that was quite old and the sound quality was not as good as famous instruments.

Being chased and fed by God must be talking about Lu Nanshen.

Nian Baixiao clicked his tongue, "I got goosebumps when I heard that."

Then he got up and walked to the donation box, took out the money in his pocket.

After returning to the dining table, Hang Si laughed and said, "Didn't you just say you would never pay?"

Nian Baixiao gave a high-sounding reason——

"Sometimes you have to tip when you go to a restaurant to eat, and I'm tipping him. And,"

He said slowly, "There are so few people here, I'm afraid he will be hit."

Hang Si smiled and said nothing.

Nian Baixiao's worries didn't come to fruition, because all the diners present couldn't help but take out their money. If they didn't have cash, they would scan the QR code next to the donation box. The level of support can make people teary-eyed. .

The music was not blocked, and people outside soon heard the sound of the music. At first, they all looked in through the door, and when they saw someone playing in person, they all stopped to listen.

Later, someone simply came in and settled the dinner together, so more and more people had this idea.

The small courtyard quickly became lively. When Lu Nanshen played the third piece, the courtyard was already full of people.

The dining table is limited, and there is no room to sit at the table. Later people just pull up chairs and sit on them, and those who can’t even get a chair just find a place to sit.

Maybe people like to follow the trend under certain circumstances, or it is because Lu Nanshen's music played too deeply into people's hearts, and everyone in the small courtyard praised him for money.

Lu Nanshen played four pieces, and put away the cello after playing.Hang Si took a cursory look, as long as they were in the small courtyard, they paid money, and no one left in the middle.

The popularity of dinner at the inn tonight has reached an unprecedented level, and many people even asked the boss, is it really because they are here to earn travel expenses, not someone hired by your family to play?
The boss kept saying no.

It’s a pity that the person who asked the question liked it. I suggest that the boss hire someone to be a guest performer. You can see that as soon as there is a live performance in the small courtyard, the taste will come up immediately.

The boss was ashamed. Although he didn't know Lu Nanshen's background, it was definitely not easy for someone who could pick up a cello that had been scrapped for a long time and could play it. How could he afford it?

After ten o'clock in the evening, the courtyard became quiet.

Nian Baixiao helped Lu Nanshen make statistics and was shocked.

"Lu Nanshen, otherwise, let's go to the end of the world with our swords."

This guy is quite capable of making money, and he made a lot of money this night.

Lu Nanshen didn't eat much for dinner, so he lay down on the bed again, and shook his head after hearing the words, "No, I'm weak and can't carry a sword on my back."

Nian Baixiao didn't care whether he could carry his sword or not, he was very interested, "Let's set up a stall in China first, and then go global."

Lu Nan had a deep headache.

He said to Hang Si, "Today I borrowed the venue of the inn to make money, and I gave the boss the money directly. He definitely can't take it. You know them well, and I'll buy them what's missing."

Hang Si thought for a while, "Change the freezer for the kitchen, it doesn't have to be expensive."

The freezer in the inn has been used for many years now. The proprietress is generous to the guests, but she is very economical, and she is still reluctant to change to a large-capacity freezer.

Lu Nan smiled deeply, "Okay."

He thinks Hang Si like this is very good, he can understand his thoughts very well, and he doesn't pretend.

Hearing this, Nian Baixiao sighed heavily, "As for me, I originally wanted to collect debts, but seeing how hard you are working, forget it, you owe me first."

Besides, he didn't have much money left after buying a freezer.

Hang Si turned to look at Nian Baixiao, "Is he just to pay off the debt?"

Nian Baixiao's "yes" kept lingering in his mouth, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

At the end, he cleared his throat, "It's so late before I know it, no wonder I'm so sleepy."

Oil the soles of your feet and slip away.

Hang Si couldn't help laughing, he was also tired, stretched his waist and got up, and said good night to Lu Nan.When she was about to walk out of the inner room, she turned to him and asked, "Can you wash yourself?"

So, you shouldn't ask soft-heartedly.

So I heard Lu Nanshen say softly, "Can you accompany me? I played four songs in a row, and my hands are soft."