It was a touch of respect and goodwill. Brother Shan always thought that they would only perform on the street in this life. He never thought that one day he would be able to stand on the stage with dignity, accept this flood of applause, and receive love. flowers.
The crowd dispersed. Brother Shan and the others were packing their instruments on the stage. Wen Qiao walked over, stretched out his hand, sat on the edge of the stage, shook his legs leisurely, and called Brother Shan.
Brother Shan had just put away his erhu when he heard someone calling him. He immediately turned around and saw Wen Qiao, and his smile blossomed.
The lights on the stage were extinguished one after another, leaving only one, and the red curtain was reflected behind him. Seeing him smiling happily, Wen Qiao couldn't help but feel happy for him.
"How did you come?"
Wen Qiao smiled: "I heard that there was a very special band in the nearby theater, so I came over to have a look. I didn't expect it to be you. The performance was great."
Brother Shan struggled to sit down next to her. The theater was empty, the lights in the dome were extinguished, and everything was quiet.
"We're lucky. I don't know how the owner of this theater found out about us and gave us this place. I'm very grateful to her."
Wen Qiao smiled: "Now that the Internet and self-media are developed, someone may have put your performance video online. The boss here saw it and appreciated you."
Brother Shan: "I haven't met the boss yet. I really want to thank her in front of her."
"You can generate revenue for the theater, it's just a win-win situation. After all, businessmen still want to make money."
Brother Shan looked around and said with emotion: "In the beginning, every day felt like a dream. I was afraid that I would be back on the street when I woke up. At that time, I was most afraid of rainy days. No one would watch our performance on rainy days. Haicheng Once it rained for a whole month, which really made us miserable.”
Wen Qiao shook his legs: "I'm fine now."
"Yeah, it's fine now."
Wen Qiao chatted with him for a few more words, then said goodbye. One-armed Ah Hai helped Brother Shan stand up.
Brother Shan looked at the girl's back: "When I donated money to her, I didn't think about asking her to repay her. I didn't misjudge the person. She is a good child who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. I just didn't expect that she would have such great ability. ”
"What's the meaning?"
Brother Shan lowered his head and smiled, "It's nothing, just practice hard. We can't live up to others' goodwill. We must repay her and the audience with the best performance."
Wen Qiao always feels that her injuries recover faster than the average person. The last time she broke her wrist, she said it took a hundred days to break her muscles and bones, but in fact she almost recovered in a month.
Another example is that now, someone stabbed her in the waist. The incision was not shallow. It would take a month to heal, but it only took her a week and she was almost healed.
When he returned to Fu Nanli's apartment, he happened to encounter Shen Tian pressing the door code at the door.
"Auntie, I just have something to do with you."
Wen Qiao put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him coldly: "What's the matter?"
Shen Tian dragged the person into the room: "The results of our school's proficiency test are out, and the parents' names need to be signed on the report card."
Wen Qiao: "I'm not your parent."
"My mother entrusted me to my uncle. My uncle was busy, so my aunt signed the same contract."
The report card was spread out on the coffee table in front of the sofa. When Wen Qiao saw the numbers on it, his eyebrows trembled slightly: "Has the high school been reformed now? Isn't the total score 660?"
"It's 660."
Wen Qiao had a question mark: "Then you only took more than 200 exams?"
"So I asked you to sign it. I was a little neglected some time ago."
If this were Wen Chi, Wen Qiao would have beaten him to death long ago. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and told herself that although she verbally called her nephew, she has no blood relationship with you and cannot be beaten.
Wen Qiao instinctively pushed his head. Shen Second Ancestor fell to the ground weakly and looked at her innocently: "What are you doing?"
"What? I want to beat you!"
"Auntie, please be accommodating. My uncle will definitely beat me if he finds out."
Wen Qiao raised his foot and kicked someone: "Do you think your uncle is a violent maniac? He will not beat you for such a thing."
Fu Nanli really doesn't know how. He will lose his mind unless Wen Qiao is involved.
Shen Tian hid aside: "Please, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Boss Wen Qiao sat on the sofa: "I can help you, but you have to give me a military order. How many points can I get in the final exam?"
Shen Tian looked troubled: "The final exam is in less than a month. How much do you think I can do?"
"Three hundred points."
Shen Tian's face fell: "It's too cruel."
Wen Qiao took out his phone and said, "Then I'd better ask your uncle to come back and sign it for you."
"No, aunt!"
Shen Tian reached out to grab her phone. His foot slipped, and when he was about to pounce on Wen Qiao, his fierce desire to live made him put his hand on the armrest of the sofa.
If he dared to touch his aunt, his uncle would definitely break his legs.
Fortunately, he reined in his horse in time and didn't touch a hair of his aunt. This posture was slightly ambiguous.
Clicking, the sound of closing the door was accompanied by the sound of footsteps. Shen Tian looked back and saw his uncle's face that was so handsome but also so gloomy that it drove him to pieces. He suddenly trembled.
This chapter has 1,500 words. In addition, there should be six updates in the past few days. It will be supplemented on the 19th.
I will also change the rules for monthly ticket recharges. Replacements will be added every time the monthly pass reaches 500.
There will be another update in March, and there will be a lot more releases (I have to wait for notification of the specific time)
(End of chapter)