It’s such a coincidence, on this street in Baijing, using a cello.
At this moment, amidst the crowd watching for fun, enjoying themselves.
Only Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu could see how terrifying the piano skills of this seemingly unserious, shabby musician who casually displayed this performance were.
The most outrageous part.
Is this man’s magical modification of "What a beautiful violet".
This level of song modification is not something an ordinary music enthusiast can easily achieve.
This not only requires a high proficiency in an instrument but also an extremely high accomplishment in music.
To not mess it up, he must be a professional musician...
Lin Tian looked at the man’s appearance, but the style and somewhat unstable demeanor bore no resemblance to a professional musician.
Not willing to admit it!
If it’s true, Lin Tian really wanted to ask Gan Yanyu.
Is it that even cellists have different sects, and this man belongs to the legendary Ancient Tomb Sect... just to draw a clear line from this guy.
Under the man’s uncomfortable performance, like planning a funeral for the store.
The bald-headed owner finally couldn’t take it anymore.
For him to have tolerated the music this long, he could be considered patient.
He called over another staffer from the store and strode up to the man, ready to teach this freeloader a lesson.
"Kid, I’ll ask you again, do you have any money?"
"If you’re , I’ll have to invite you to the back kitchen for a chat."
The owner widened his eyes, staring at the man.
An imposing aura, finally not betraying his bald look and the big gold chain around his neck.
"Hey, owner, I played my music for you, how can you..."
The man put away the bow, looking unconcerned.
He said this, yet it seemed he was about to laugh the next second.
"How much, owner, I’ll pay for him."
At this moment, Lin Tian stood up and said.
The nearby owner turned his head to look at Lin Tian. Although his face showed slight confusion, he still said:
"Four dishes, his total is 68, you and your friend’s is 39, together it’s 107."
Whoa, this guy ate more by himself than Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu combined.
Lin Tian thought amusingly to himself and smiled as he scanned to pay.
He wasn’t lacking this bit of money; he simply thought the man was interesting.
Since the man said the performance was meant to cover the debt, then Lin Tian considered the 68 as a payment for the performance.
It has to be said, the combination of cello and jinghu’s magical modification was rather interesting.
Lin Tian scanned the payment.
The man turned his head, curiously looking at him.
The watching crowd also began to chatter:
"You’re crazy, brother!"
"This kid is just scamming for food and drink, why are you paying for him!"
"I’ve seen him at another place before, he does this full-time!"
Ignoring the crowd’s warning shouts, Lin Tian just smiled.
With such piano skills, there’s no reason this man can’t earn money.
Living , there must be a reason.
Perhaps, just as they described, a disappointed "Beijing Drifter" claiming to be an artist?
Ever since Lin Tian embarked on the path of a musician, his thoughts toward such people naturally shifted to "it doesn’t hurt to help."
Probably under the influence of another person.
Lin Tian looked toward Gan Yanyu.
After payment, the bald-headed owner smiled at Lin Tian courteously,
Then turned to the man and cursed,
"Consider yourself lucky! Otherwise, I’d have made you wash dishes here for two days straight!"
"Don’t worry, sir, just wait for that performance of mine to turn your shop into a Douyin sensation~" the man joked back with a grin.
"Making music has clearly fried your brain."
The bald-headed owner shook his head and walked back inside.
What the man was referring to was that during his performance, many onlookers had recorded him with their phones.
However, most of the audience recorded it with a mindset of curiosity, just watching the fun.
[A poor cello player tries to trade a meal with a performance, ends up making people cry with the terrible sound!]
Such a video seems intriguing no matter how you think about it!
Now hearing the man’s words, the bystanders laughed even louder.
"Ah, I can’t get through to people with no taste~"
The man put the cello back in its case, slung it over his shoulder, and started to leave.
As he passed by Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu’s table, he hesitated for a moment but stopped.
He grinned at Lin Tian:
"Thanks, bro, you’re the only one with good taste here!"
Looks like he accepted Lin Tian’s payment for his performance.
Lin Tian felt a bit embarrassed by his sheer confidence from beginning to end.
"Consider this meal a debt, I’ll repay you when we meet again!"
With that, he patted Lin Tian on the shoulder, flashing that impish yet carefree smile once more, then walked ahead.
"You say you’ll repay me, but I do need to know your name, right?"
As if with some premonition, Lin Tian added.
The man lifted his hand and waved in the air,
With that, Bai Junze disappeared at the end of the alley.
Hearing that name, Lin Tian wasn’t surprised.