When the assistant director saw him looking thoughtful, his heart sank, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he asked tentatively: "Mr. Lu, you don't still have cards or cash that hasn't been handed in, right?"

God knows what kind of big baby Dora-A Xiu will pull out of his clothes.

I saw Lu Xiu smile slightly: "This time it's really gone." ”

The assistant director believed his words, and he was obviously relieved and said: "As long as you don't make money with illegal items, there's no problem, our program team is very talkative." ”

Lu Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and went back to the RV.

The assistant director was left alone to stand in place, wondering what Lu Xiu meant in his mind.

......

When they returned to the old town of Kaleich to perform again, Chu Xingzhou had just lowered his head and set up the mobile speakers, and a large group of people rushed up.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's really coming. ”

"It was a shame to miss it yesterday, I didn't expect them to be there today. ”

"Can Xu Chunqiu turn his head?"

"She's doing such desperate somersaults these days, can her body bear it?"

"Come here ......"

“......”

They were surrounded by groups, and they had little interest in Chu Xingzhou and Xie Lang, who were also standing in the encirclement, and only asked Xu Chunqiu to turn his heels in the name of him.

Xie Lang put down the guitar, put his mouth close to Xu Chunqiu's ear and whispered, "Why do you feel like they are watching juggling monkeys......"

Xu Chunqiu rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, and was about to turn it over.

Xie Lang shouted at her from behind: "It's still over, your waist ......"

saw that Xu Chunqiu had already flown into the air, and fell gently and skillfully in the cheers.

The paper and pen in the guitar bag began to accumulate gradually, Xie Lang looked left and right, and found that Lu Xiu was gone.

"What about Mr. Lu?" she turned to ask Zhong Can.

Zhong Can pointed to the small shop on the side of the road and replied, "I just said that I was going to buy water, and I should be back in a while." ”

Xie Lang nodded and continued to turn his gaze back to Xu Chunqiu.

......

Probably because of what he said in the RV camp in the morning, the assistant director paid special attention to Lu Xiu for the rest of the day.

He was staring at the camera crew one second ago to shoot the scene of Xu Chunqiu and his party performing on the street, and the next second he turned his head to see that Lu Xiu was gone.

"Why is Mr. Lu gone, who saw Mr. Lu?" he asked nervously.

The camera teacher didn't understand why the assistant director was so nervous, but he still held the machine steadily and said, "I just went to buy water, right?"

God knows what he did.

The red light in the assistant director's mind flashed sharply, and he urged anxiously: "Hurry up, don't shoot Xu Chunqiu, two cameras are almost enough, hurry up and shoot Mr. Lu." ”

The camera teacher was a little confused, so he said, "Just buy some water, and I'll be back in a few minutes." ”

The assistant director silently threw him a roll of the eye in his heart: "I'm the director, you're the director, hurry up, it's time to lose it in a while." ”

The camera teacher was holding the heavy machine, and after a while, he disappeared between the doors of the small shops on the side of the street.

Lu Xiu left the army silently, and followed yesterday's route with ease, striding straight to a familiar store.

The staff ran out of breath and caught up from behind: "Mr. Lu...... Mr. Lu, slow down, just buy water, don't be in such a hurry, right?"

After he finally stood still, he found that Lu Xiu didn't buy any water at all, but stopped in front of a small handicraft shop.

It is said that it is a handicraft store, in fact, this description is not very accurate, look into the glass display case outside, the decoration inside is quite casual, there are not many handicrafts with local characteristics, but there are a lot of second-hand luxury goods, rings, necklaces, handbags, watches, everything.

"Mr. Lu, ...... are you?"

The camera teacher vaguely felt that something was wrong, and before he had time to think about it, he saw Lu Xiu glance at the glass display case outside, quickly found what he wanted, and then pushed the door in without hesitation.

The camera teacher hurriedly used the machine to shoot on the glass window for two seconds, and quickly pushed the door in.

In the framed frame of the camera is a tired red agate hairpin, which is the one that Xu Chunqiu took a fancy to yesterday.

Lu Xiu felt uncomfortable when he remembered that when Xu Chunqiu was doing a street flip yesterday, the disposable chopsticks that were casually inserted in his hair were not pleasing to the eye.

How could Xu Chunqiu use such a thing on his body.

The wind chimes at the door of the store rang crisply, the proprietress pushed her glasses, raised her head with half-squinted eyes, she didn't even stand up, she didn't even want to do business, and greeted lazily: "Welcome, please take care of yourself." ”

Lu Xiu greeted politely, and then pointed in the direction of the window: "How can you sell that tired agate hairpin outside?"

"The glass door of the display case is not locked," the proprietress did not raise her head: "There is a price tag on it, see for yourself." ”

The price tag is 12,000 lira.

The proprietress looked at him as if she had something to say, and added another sentence before he could speak: "How much is written on it, no bargaining." ”

Lu Xiu shook his head: "I'm not trying to bargain. ”

He looked at the storefront, second-hand luxury items accounted for almost half, he pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Do you accept things in your store?"

The proprietress pushed her glasses and finally sat up straighter: "It depends on what kind of thing it is." ”

The staff was alarmed, and they saw Lu Xiu slowly roll up his sleeves and take off the watch on his left wrist.

The proprietress looked at the well-dressed man in front of her with interest, and in addition to the watch, there was a shallow red mark on his wrist, as if it had been strangled by something.

Lu Xiu casually placed the watch on the glass countertop and pushed it forward.

"You're ......" the proprietress then landed on the watch, her eyes widening unconsciously, "You're a limited edition, right?"

"Vacheron Constantin's tourbillon, limited to 150 pieces worldwide. Lu Xiu said lightly, as if he was just selling an untight object, and his tone was casual and casual, "You can make a price." ”

(Tourbillon: a kind of clock speed regulating device, the completely original Swiss tourbillon movement is more than a million at every turn, and the mechanical watch equipped with the tourbillon movement has always been the darling of the collecting world)