Just when Zhang Xiaobei and Bai Changgua were chatting privately, the already small number of onlookers left again, and they all thought that this pair of black and white artists was going to withdraw, so they all left one after another.

After the black gown took out all the money in the black jar and put it away, Bai Changgua handed the empty black jar to Zhang Xiaobei.

"Then I'll leave it to you. It's up to you how much money you can make. Bai Changgua smiled at Zhang Xiaobei, so he picked up the black coat and took a few steps back, giving up his position to Zhang Xiaobei.

Zhang Xiaobei put the black jar back on the ground in front of him, then picked up the hole flute with both hands, hesitated for a while, and then played a song "Lone Star Solo Yin", "Lone Star Solo Yin" is very suitable for the cave flute to play, and it is very beautiful and beautiful, which is more suitable for attracting pedestrians and tourists.

Bai Changgua took a stool and retreated to the back, and just when he wanted to sit down, Zhang Xiaobei's flute sounded, and then he paused as if he was petrified in an instant, and his ass had not yet sat on the chair.

This child's flute skills are not ordinary!

He stood up straight again, pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Zhang Xiaobei's flute.

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.

After all, Bai Changgua is a person who makes a living by blowing the flute, and he knows in his heart that Zhang Xiaobei's flute skills have reached a height that he will never be able to reach.

This kid is young, and his flute skills have reached such a high level, this may be the so-called talent!

Zhang Xiaobei's flute soon attracted a lot of people around him, although these people didn't know what kind of height Zhang Xiaobei's flute skills had reached, but they all felt that Zhang Xiaobei's song was good, and slowly some viewers began to throw money into the black jar.

After Zhang Xiaobei finished playing "Lone Star Singing Solitaire", he planned to play a pop song, after all, most ordinary audiences love to listen to pop songs. After thinking for a while, he raised the hole flute, and his mouth was blowing holes, and the flute of "Red Bean" rose leisurely.

As soon as the familiar pop melody sounded, the crowd of onlookers immediately resounded with undulating cheers, and more and more proximity pedestrians surrounded them, gradually three floors inside and out.

After blowing "Red Beans", Zhang Xiaobei glanced at the countless changes in the black jar and felt quite satisfied, so he blew another song "Myth", and there was a burst of cheers among the onlookers. More and more people are throwing money into the black jar, and the face value is getting bigger and bigger, with ten, twenty, and even fifty dollars being voted for.

The white coat on the side saw Zhang Xiaobei's black jar full of change, he and his companions didn't earn as much as Zhang Xiaobei's performance for half an hour in one night, but he didn't have the slightest jealousy, because he knew in his heart that Zhang Xiaobei's flute performance would get more applause and income if it was put on a bigger stage.

The white coat took out a twenty yuan Huaxia coin from his pocket and threw it into the black jar, and as a listener at this time, he had already been impressed by Zhang Xiaobei's flute.

After Zhang Xiaobei finished playing "Myth", he immediately followed up with a few pop songs.

After a few pop songs were played, there were far more onlookers on his side than the guitar booth not far away.

Next he wanted to play the song that he hadn't yet thought of a name, and the first place he played the unnamed song was in Minghu Park, not far from his house.

"Keep blowing!"

"Don't stop, boy!

The onlookers all shouted and urged after seeing Zhang Xiaobei stop.

Zhang Xiaobei raised the flute in his hand again and played the song that he played with the old man in Minghu Park that day, but this time he used not a flute but a dong flute.

After Li Xinqin helped her grandmother out of the gate of the Yongyun Music Hall, her grandmother Wu Fen proposed to go to the Shenyue Lake in front of her and let the lake breeze blow away her nervousness.

So she helped her grandmother to continue walking towards Shenyue Lake, and the two of them were followed by a female assistant holding a guqin.

After the cool night breeze blew a few times on her body, Wu Fen felt that she no longer had the tension before going on stage.

"I haven't been to see this Shenyue Lake in a while. Wu Fen said as he walked as he looked at the lake.

"If grandma wants to come, I will accompany grandma more in the future. Li Xinqin said.

"If you have a heart, your mother arranged for you to come back because she wanted you and the Liao Pavilion Master to learn how to take care of the music hall, but don't spend too much time on me. ”

"Grandma, it's not, my mother made it clear that the main reason for me to come back is to let me accompany you more. My mom is afraid you'll feel lonely here. ”

"Oh, then why didn't your mother come back to accompany me by herself? I will leave the troublesome matter of accompanying the old man to take care of the old man to my granddaughter, and she will be happy outside?" Wu Fen's emotions suddenly became a little excited, and there seemed to be a knot between her and her daughter.

"Grandma, my mother is very busy with work...... Li Xinqin defended her mother.

"Alright. Wu Fen gently patted the back of her granddaughter's hand, "Don't speak for your mother, I don't want to talk about her today." Let's go further, there seem to be a lot of people in front of us. ”

"Okay, Grandma. ”

The old man and the young man continued to walk along the lake.

At this time, they happened to meet Zhang Xiaobei playing the unnamed flute song.

Fate seems to have brought Wu Fen here in time.

The night breeze brought Zhang Xiaobei's flute to her ears.

"Xinqin!" Wu Fen screamed violently. Scared her granddaughter by her side.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable. Li Xinqin asked worriedly.

"Listen!" Wu Fen said as he quickened his pace and walked forward.

Li Xinqin also followed her grandmother's pace to speed up, and was reminded by her grandmother, she also heard a very beautiful melody in the distance.

"It's this song! It's this song!" Wu Fen said excitedly as she walked, "This is it!"

"Could it be that this Xiaoqu is the Xiaoqu of "God-given Good Fate" that Grandma has been looking for?"

Li Xinqin asked in surprise.

"That's it!

Her grandmother Wu Fen kept repeating a sentence in her mouth.

The more she walked into the source of the sound, the more sure she was that this piece was the same piece that she played with her in Minghu Park that day.

She didn't expect that she would encounter this Xiaoqu again here, she couldn't meet it in Minghu Park every day these days, and she couldn't even find it with the radio, she thought that fate was playing tricks on her, deliberately letting her not find it, and now she realized that fate had already made the best arrangements.