That Bai Junze...could he have some unique preferences?
First time to the bathhouse, discovered it’s surrounded by naked men, instantly felt like I was in earthly paradise, then went back every few days...just for the eye candy or something.
"Additionally, people often see him on the street hanging out with the local old folks of Baijing...learning?"
"Yeah, playing the erhu, singing Beijing opera...to put it simply, whatever the locals do, he does too."
"Is he...trying to integrate?"
Lin Tian remembered the first time he met Bai Junze.
His skillful jinghu playing, and the occasional use of authentic Baijing dialect.
Besides, even though he’s a southerner, as soon as he landed, he eagerly dived into the bathhouse.
All of these were changes he made after wandering into this city, actively adapting to the locals.
Rather than saying it’s learning...
It’s more like he’s enjoying life?
It was previously mentioned that this guy’s musical inspiration comes from his life as a wanderer.
Seeing it this way, Bai Junze’s spirit is quite free...
"Alright, I’ll go find Bai Junze tomorrow, and after confirming, I’ll let you know."
"You know where he is??"
Mao Weiang said, surprised.
"No, I don’t know yet."
Lin Tian grinned mysteriously,
Lin Tian sat alone in a taxi.
In his hand was an address given by his top intelligence agent He Zhichen.
"This was provided by a friend of mine, saying Bai Junze has been playing arcade games at this arcade during the time after the semi-finals."
After handing the address to Lin Tian, He Zhichen said this.
I’m going to play arcade games.
It’s hard to believe, having just secured a place in the national finals, currently rated second in the country, the cellist is actually playing games in an arcade!
Following the address, Lin Tian quickly found this arcade.
It wasn’t the colorful regular arcade Lin Tian imagined but was located in a small alley, a secluded corner without any signs at the entrance.
Standing at the entrance, Lin Tian felt a bit uncertain until he heard the noisy sounds inside, lifted the curtain, and was hit by the smell of smoke; then he knew he found the right place.
Unable to stand the smell of smoke, Lin Tian pinched his nose and walked in.
There were many people here, but most were of certain age, middle-aged, very few children.
The machines indeed looked quite old; the joysticks and buttons looked well-worn, and were playing arcade games popular in Japan during the 90s.
In front of a machine, Lin Tian found Bai Junze.
Because he was highly recognizable—with oily hair that looked like it hadn’t been washed since the Dragon Violin Cup, still sporting a carefree shirt and jacket.
At this moment, Bai Junze was playing a fighting game called King of Fighters,
the operation looked fierce as a tiger, but his health bar quickly ran out.
....This rich guy is indeed a rookie.
Lin Tian plopped down beside him.
Bai Junze turned his head and saw Lin Tian, instantly showing a delighted expression,
"Yo, isn’t it Mr. Lin Tian?! What a coincidence!"
"I have something to tell you...."
Just as Lin Tian spoke halfway.
The next second, a new match started, Bai Junze turned back and started operating again.
Lin Tian then spoke loudly into his ear over the noisy sounds,
"We and Mr. Maozi want to collaborate with you on a piece!"
"Collaborate? Perform together? That sort of thing is boring..."
Bai Junze said indifferently, hands not stopping.
"Listen to me, it’s too noisy here, let’s move to another place!" Lin Tian continued.
"Ah, you’ve got the wrong person; I’m not someone who can perform with others as you think."
"I’ve come a long way to find you; you should at least listen to what I have to say?"
"No way, I’m close to mastering this character today, you don’t disturb my gaming..."
"If you want to wait...I have no objection, just don’t bother me....."
Lin Tian slapped Bai Junze’s keys.
At a crucial moment, the operation went haywire.
Bai Junze’s character was KO’d onto the ground.
The man’s eyes widened.
He turned his head abruptly, glaring at Lin Tian, looking ready to fight.
Lin Tian suddenly raised his phone, putting it in front of Bai Junze’s face. Fresh chapters posted on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝙣𝙚𝙩
was a group purchase coupon screen.
"Want to go for a foot massage?"
"My treat, it’s more fun than the bathhouse."