The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

In the afternoon of the second day, Chu Zihang went out wearing casual clothes and carrying a cello case. The biggest advantage of this hotel is that it is only 10 minutes away from the old town.

The old town of Stockholm has a history of more than 700 years. The streets and alleys are paved with cobblestones. The widest part is only 5 to 6 meters, and the narrowest part is less than 1 meter. This is a disadvantage, and it is not a good place to swing a knife... ...I really want to blow up here...

Chu Zihang chose a place with a better view, sat on a bench under a tree, opened the piano case, picked up the cello, hesitated for a moment and began to pull the bow.

At the end of the song, Chu Zihang smiled and looked at the people standing around, and then watched with a stiff face as people put the change into his piano box in a friendly manner... The president of the Lionheart Society performed on the streets of Sweden... No one believed it.

The daytime in winter in Sweden is only more than four hours, and it is only afternoon, but the sky is slowly getting dark. Chu Zihang is holding the cello and chatting with the wandering artists nearby. Although the language is different, Chu Zihang still has a general understanding of the situation in the old city .Although the population here is not large, there are quite a lot of tourists, but it is winter now, and most of the tourists are concentrated in the new city...Huh?

A brand new stack of one hundred euros, yes, a stack, was put into Chu Zihang's piano case. Chu Zihang looked down at the money, and then looked up.The other party was in a neat suit, carrying a dark briefcase and a pile of gift bags, and looked at him jokingly.

"Play a song for me?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Chu Zihang didn't expect to meet the other party here. He obviously dressed like a technical geek last night, but today he became a business elite in suits and leather shoes.

With one hand in his pocket, the man looked at the oriental boy with great interest. He lowered his head and seemed to be looking at the money in the piano box. Then he clenched the bow tightly, and pressed his white and knuckle fingers on the strings , the melodious and solemn melody flows out under the hands of the young man. The first part of the whole song is solemn and solemn, the second half of the melody is rich in changes, and finally the song ends in a quiet prayer-like atmosphere.

""Aria on the G String", it's... not bad." The man raised his eyebrows. He came to the old town to buy a gift for his assistant. You must know that after offending Xiaojiao, the other party didn't care about him. up!Leave him alone!

Will dignified Tony Stark be distressed because he doesn't have an assistant?That's right!meeting! ! !

So taking advantage of this trip to Sweden for a meeting, Tony stayed at the Grand Hotel in Stockholm, planning to go to the old town to buy some small gifts for Penny the next day. When Tony didn't bother to go to the old town to see what stores were there and directly used the surveillance cameras, he His military-grade computer was kicked out of the computer network... Well, he was kicked out, and Stark, who is proud of technology and computer technology, was kicked out of the computer network.

"Jarvis?"

"Yes, sir, because the two supercomputer systems used remote control to intrude the surveillance camera at the same time, the speed of the other computer system was slowed down by 0.3 seconds, so the other party kicked us out..." The bluetooth headset came from the artificial intelligence Jarvis. Voice, "It only took three seconds."

"You don't need to repeat it, I can see it!" Tony rubbed his eyes helplessly, and suddenly smiled, "Hey Jarvis, which room is the other party in?"

"Another room on the same floor as you, oh sir, you're not going to..."

"Hmm~" Tony put on a ring calmly. This thing was just made for fun, but it turned out to be useful.Then, he met this indifferent oriental boy, and he got a bad nose...

Now, he came back from the old town after shopping for gifts. On the way back, he suddenly heard the melancholy sound of the cello - "Schindler's List", and then he saw the boy sitting under the tree...

On the bench, the oriental boy was wearing a dark blue jacket, with his head down, slowly pulling the strings. Passers-by came and went, some stopped to admire, some looked back... The sound of the cello makes you feel as if you are in a dense forest. In the forest, the old tree trunks whisper in the cracks of the sun, the sound is like the rhythm of the earth's breath absorbed by the old tree from the deepest root, sometimes low and soothing, sometimes slightly melodious.

They met each other by such a coincidence, this boy who lives in a five-star hotel is actually doing street art! ?But he admitted that this piano skill...isn't that bad?

"Are you interested in working in the bar of the Stockholm hotel for a few days?" Tony said with a smile. He really wanted to hear the boy play the cello for him for a few days.

"Sorry I don't know you." Chu Zihang put down the cello indifferently.

"Hey, I'm not a bad guy." Tony obviously regarded Chu Zihang as a boy traveling by himself, and the appearance of Asians is indeed younger.

"Huh?" Chu Zihang frowned and looked at the man dressed as a typical playboy in front of him.

"I promise?"

"What guarantee?" It was getting dark, and Chu Zihang was going back to the hotel.

"My face!!" Tony raised his eyebrows proudly.

"..." Chu Zihang turned around and left. He tried to tell himself in his heart that this cello was left by his father. It is very precious, so it cannot be used to photograph the person in front of him!

"My Tony Stark face!"

Chu Zihang's footsteps paused, and he looked back at the other party. Tony smiled immediately. He felt that the other party finally recognized him. Please know that Chu Zihang left immediately in the next second.

"Why, the conversation was ugly rejected?"

"Come on, Natasha, why are you still here?" Tony curled his lips and turned to see the woman standing behind him.

"Tsk, do you think I'm willing to be your bodyguard? Who told you to go to Stockholm at this time." Natasha was dressed like a gorgeous Versailles rose, and men passing by couldn't help but take a look.

"Bodyguard? You look like you just finished the opera." Tony shrugged, "Anyway, we can meet again when we return to the hotel." '

Chu Zihang left for the good of the other party. He was afraid that he really couldn't help but open the second layer of the cello case and take out Cun Yu to blow the other party away.

"Tony Stark..." Back in the hotel room, Chu Zihang rubbed his temples, recalling the Marvel comics on Lancelot's desk, Iron Man or something, go to hell...

But... the only gain is that he saw Alan, Alan Mance.

He was not going to play for Tony just now, but when he lowered his head for a moment, he saw through the reflective paint on the inside of the opened cello case on the ground, behind the dark red building window, behind the half-drawn gray curtains, there was a gray On that face, the protruding golden eyes stared at him firmly! !

"Aria on the G String" is a piece often played by Alan Mance's mother, Kats Bates, who died when she was a child. Chu Zihang's plan has succeeded, and he has already determined that Alan will be attracted to this piece ...What a boring weakness...

Chu Zihang leaned against the head of the bed, recalling in his mind the scene of his father teaching him the cello, the weakness of boredom...

The author has something to say:

Being forced to dance at the opening ceremony every day, the operator is very tired

My heart is also tired, I have to practice for half a month and dance for two and a half hours every day

I don’t even go to QAQ for evening self-study

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