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Chapter 30 Night Market Pianist

After arguing with the dean, Lin Qian'an finally let the dean accept the money.

For him, there is really no place to spend a lot of money for the time being.

And many facilities in the orphanage are actually very old. When he went back before, he could only watch helplessly because he had more energy than energy.

Now that he has money, he naturally wants to give back to the place where he was raised.

With this money, those younger brothers and sisters should be able to live better, and the dean can adopt more orphans.

In this way, two more days passed quickly, and it was June [-]rd.

Lin Qian'an's game progress was temporarily stuck, but there was a visible change in the cultivation of internal strength.

Now he has to attack the eyebrow acupoint four times a day, and fill his dantian with zhenqi three times, once before going to bed consumes nearly half of the dantian zhenqi, so as to ensure that he will not be awakened by the dantian zhenqi halfway.

And the acupoint between the eyebrows also undergoes new changes every day, and that layer of barriers has obviously become thinner and thinner in Lin Qianan's perception.

I don't know when he will suddenly open the acupuncture point between the eyebrows, and then break through to the innate realm.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Qian'an had a sudden inspiration, turned on the computer and typed two more chapters.

When he came to his senses, it was already 11:30 in the evening.

At this time, he was a little hungry, so he planned to go out to the night market to eat something.

Due to the small population in Shuangrong County, the night market is actually not very lively, and it is not yet July and August when the stalls are hot, so basically all the night market stall owners will close their stalls and leave at [-] o'clock. .

It was almost [-]:[-] when Lin Qianan went out and walked to the night market.

He just happened to be in time for the last wave of closing stalls.

After ordering more than [-] skewers at a barbecue stall, Lin Qianan opened a can of drink, waited quietly by the side of the stall and began to watch videos.

Since the country released superhuman information, information about superhumans is now everywhere on the Internet.

Moreover, there are more and more abnormal events, and some new stalks have also appeared.

There are many hidden extraordinary people who have now disclosed their own information and started to make self-media videos.

Among them is Wang Bin, the head coach of the 800 million fishermen in Qing'an City.

In his latest video, he fished a motorcycle weighing more than 400 kilograms directly from the bottom of the river with a slender fishing rod.

It feels like a small crane.

But for now, there are quite a few people who abuse stalkers and supernatural abilities on the Internet.

The country is also introducing relevant policies, and at the same time is actively cracking down on extraordinary crimes.

Compared with the domestic situation, Lin Qianan found that the foreign countries have already become chaotic.

It seems that since January of this year, the frequency of stalks has been increasing. In addition, foreign countries seem to have not dealt with it very actively, and the control is relatively weak. At present, there are already signs of a comprehensive collapse and start to rot.

But then again, even without the stalker, things don't seem to be much better for them.

That is to say, he was not interested in foreign news before, and the foreign country has been in a state of subtle chaos for a long time, with wars and crimes everywhere, so that Lin Qianan didn't notice it at all.

Otherwise, if he watched foreign news a few times, he would have realized the appearance of the stalk long ago.

At this time, the stall owner grilled the skewers that Lin Qianan needed and brought them up, and immediately began to get busy preparing to close the stall.

Soon, the stall owner packed up his things, pushed the barbecue cart and left.

Seeing this, Lin Qian'an also took a disposable lunch box and walked towards the outside of the night market while eating skewers.

And just as he passed by an alley, a burst of piano sound came suddenly.

The sound of the piano is very urgent, but at the same time it is so clear in this silent night.

Lin Qian'an recognized the name of this song, because it was the very famous Flying Bumble Bee.

Along with the music, there is also the aroma of cumin.

At this time, through the light of the street lamp, Lin Qian'an also saw the source of the piano sound in the alley.

That is a piano skewer truck?

He didn't know if it was right to describe it that way, but it was indeed a combination of a piano and a skewer cart! !

Sitting on the piano skewer cart was a handsome man with black hair and blue eyes in a tuxedo.

Accompanied by the beating of the keys, the skewers kept rolling, and at the same time, the piano cart drove out slowly in the alley.

[Hint: There are stalks near the host, which have been marked. 】

Just when the piano barbecue truck was only about ten meters away from Lin Qianan, a prompt appeared.

Lin Qian'an looked at the piano car and the man in tuxedo that already had red marks on it, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

Before Lin Qian'an could think about it, the piano car had slowly parked in front of Lin Qian'an.

The man sitting on the piano car stood up, picked up two skewers of barbecue with his right hand, and bowed to Lin Qian'an in a gentlemanly manner: "Thank you for listening, do you want some skewers, sir?"

Lin Qian'an smelled the strong aroma on the skewers, and looked at the skewers in his disposable food box, and suddenly felt that his skewers were so soulless.

Subconsciously, Lin Qian'an took the skewers from the opponent's hand.

After one bite, the juicy juice of the fresh and tender roasted meat splashes, mixed with green peppers, which neutralizes a little greasiness. With the unique flavor in the mouth, each special note resounds in the mind.

""destiny"?"

Lin Qian'an woke up suddenly, her expression became very strange.

After the man heard Lin Qianan's words, he revealed a trace of surprise and said, "Sir, you actually recognized its name? Not many people in the night market know how to appreciate my music. I thought no one here could understand it." It does!"

Lin Qianan asked: "Since you want to find someone who can appreciate your music, why don't you go to a place like an opera house to perform? The people there will definitely understand your music."

"No, they don't understand, and there, their minds are not on the music at all. Only in the night market, can people really stop and appreciate my music, although they appreciate the difference more than the art ’” explained the man in the tuxedo.

Lin Qian'an couldn't help but fell silent when he heard the words.

What the man said was right. In many popular videos now, those food delivery guys are versatile and can easily get out of the circle.

But is it his art that people appreciate?

No, in fact, I just want to see the gap between them.

"My name is Zaphant, dear sir, may I have the honor to know your name?" Zaphant asked aloud.

"Lin Qianan." Lin Qianan replied.

"Mr. Lin Qian'an, do you have free time now? Am I lucky enough to invite you to enjoy a piece of music here?" Zaphant asked.

"Of course." Lin Qianan nodded.

"So, the next song is "To Alice". This song has a slow rhythm and is suitable for grilling some vegetarian food. Do you like spicy food, sir?"

As Zaphant said, he began to place skewers of potatoes, eggplants, and leeks on the grill above the piano.

"I'm not taboo, just look at it." Lin Qian'an said.

"Then, Mr. Lin Qian'an, please enjoy the piano piece "To Alice"."

Zaphant lifted the dovetail behind him, and suddenly sat in front of the piano car.

As Zaphant's hands fell and his fingers shook, a comfortable piece of music sounded.

As he plays, he also reaches for the seasoning bottle on the side and sprinkles seasonings like cumin peppers on the skewers.

The combination of piano music and the aroma of grilled skewers made Lin Qianan's expression very comfortable. He felt as if he was having a massage, and the faint pain in his lungs disappeared temporarily.

After finishing the song, Lin Qianan took the skewers from Zaphant and asked, "How much?"

"Dear sir, it's hard to find a bosom friend, so let me treat these skewers as yours!" Zaphant laughed.

After finishing speaking, he got on his piano barbecue car again, and gradually moved away while playing the piano.

Lin Qian'an looked at the skewers he got from Zaphant, with a wonderful expression on his face.

Because he suddenly discovered that skewers are also a stalk! !

He picked up a skewer and thought about it.

[Hint: Whether to collect the stem points attached to the current stem. (Reminder: After collecting the stalk points, the stalk will lose its original function.)]

[Hint: 0.1 stalk points have been successfully collected. 】

The next moment, the skewer in his hand turned into an ordinary skewer, and the aroma on it was still there, but Lin Qianan felt that it seemed to have lost its soul.

After picking it up and taking a bite, Lin Qian'an confirmed his guess.

At this time, its taste is no different from that of ordinary skewers.

And most importantly, there is no music in my head anymore.

Lin Qianan looked at his panel.

The stalk point above has not increased, perhaps because of the problem that the decimal point is not displayed.

He expressed some regrets about this.

And just when this idea appeared, he found that his stem point changed from 13 to 13.3.

Lin Qian'an didn't expect that there was room for adjustment on this panel, and tried to make it display more complex data, but failed.

Shaking his head, Lin Qianan looked back at the direction Zaphant left.

In his eyes, the marked red light also appeared on Zaphant.

There is no doubt that he himself is also a stalker.

If Lin Qian'an wanted to, he might be able to subdue him and collect stalk points directly.

But Lin Qianan did not do that in the end.

Zaphant is obviously a harmless stalk, and facing a human being who can communicate normally, Lin Qian'an can't do that kind of thing.

Putting the skewer given by Zaphant in his mouth, Lin Qianan took a bite.

Accompanied by the rich aroma and special taste, a moving piano piece resounded in my mind.

After eating a skewer, Lin Qian'an felt much more energetic, and most of the fatigue caused by the whole day's activities disappeared.

After eating Zaphant's skewers, he couldn't eat those ordinary skewers.

But food can't be wasted after all, so Lin Qian'an bit the bullet and swallowed it all into his stomach.

Back at his residence, Lin Qian'an turned on his computer and searched for keywords such as night market, man in tuxedo, piano skewer cart, and then saw related stalks.

But it turned out that a very popular handmade blogger burst out with inspiration and produced a piano skewer car, which combined Yangchun Baixue and Xialiba people very cleverly.

So after the video became popular, the meme of night market pianist was born.

It is said that every twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, accompanied by bursts of piano sounds and the aroma of cumin, he will appear, bringing skewers and music to people.

Lin Qianan guessed that Zaphant should also be born because of this meme.

Thinking of his skewers, Lin Qian'an actually looked forward to seeing him again at night.

Chapter 31 Spiritual Alchemy

Ever since she ate Zaphant's skewers, Lin Qian'an habitually went out to eat skewers at night, hoping to meet Zaphant.

It's not because of the little bits and pieces of his kebabs, but mainly because after eating his kebabs, people feel the baptism from the soul to the body, and the whole person will feel much more relaxed.

And after listening to the music he played, the faint pain in Lin Qianan's chest when he breathed would also disappear.

The hard work paid off, and at [-]:[-]pm on June [-]th, Lin Qianan finally saw Zaphant again at the night market.

Accompanied by a cheerful piano piece, Zaphant also appeared.

"Mr. Lin Qian'an, you seem to have been waiting here for a long time? I'm really sorry, and please forgive me for being late!" Zaphant stood up and saluted.

"Don't say these polite words, bake me twenty kebabs and ten vegetarian skewers." Lin Qianan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said directly.

"Okay, no problem, so what song do you want to listen to?" Zaphant said while placing the skewers on top of the piano skewer cart.

"You look good." Lin Qianan said.

He himself does not have much art appreciation ability, but because when he was in the orphanage, an aunt who could play the piano would give them a music lesson every once in a while, so he memorized some of the more famous pieces.

"Then, please enjoy the piano piece "Post Cart"." Zaphant said, sitting directly in front of the piano skewer cart and began to play.

After a while, Lin Qianan asked Zaphant while eating the skewers: "How much? You have to pay this time, or I won't be able to eat well!"