Chapter 145: The Storm Rises

Watching a concert in mid-air is an amazing feeling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Generally speaking, the atmosphere at the concert is more frenetic, with everyone pulling their necks and shouting words that they can't even understand.

But in this concert, all the audience sat quietly in their seats, listening intently to the lady on the stage singing.

It's like a symphony concert!

Everyone is so well-behaved, but Su Ye and Chuan Shangyue feel a little bored in mid-air.

I bought a big bag of snacks, clicked and ate, and watched the performance on the stage boredly.

Wang Fei is a singer with a lot of character, it is relatively novel to say, and it is the first time that Chuan Shangyue has seen someone only sing and not chat at his concert.

It feels like watching a drama, the actors on the stage are engaged in their own one-man show, and the audience is fascinated. It's a small circle, and people outside the circle don't know what to say.

After eating the last bag of chips, the two men left the venue anyway.

Maybe it's because neither of them has any musical cells, so it's a shame that they can't hear the style and mood in the song.

Compared to the inside of the venue, it is still more lively outside.

Many literary and artistic young people who didn't have the money to buy tickets gathered outside the venue, looking up at the neon lights at the top of the venue at 45 degrees, and their eyes reflected the blurry lights, looking very sad.

Su Ye and the two of them left the black technology car and shuttled through the crowd.

Although every time two people go for a walk, they will encounter some strange things, but the two of them encounter better than the others.

No, the two of them saw a handsome literary youth at once.

Like everyone else around him, he raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the mood of the not-so-clear tune coming from the air.

But the obscene uncle behind him doesn't think so, at the end of the year, they also have to celebrate the New Year!

The uncle took out a pair of long fast jumps from his sleeve, put it in the pocket of the literary youth, and took out his wallet.

Not everyone is Su Ye, and they will deliberately leave a note in their wallet that says "Do you know Li'an".

Although the times are developing, and the money in the wallet is getting less and less, it is still a very troublesome thing to lose the ID card.

The young man was unaware that his wallet had been touched, and he was fascinated by the faint song.

Su Ye couldn't look at it a little, and with a flick of his fingers, a ball of paper smashed on the face of the literary and artistic youth.

He hurriedly turned around, and then saw the lewd uncle, putting his chopsticks back on his sleeve.

This is a concert, not a group hot pot, so it's a particularly unusual thing to hold such long chopsticks.

What's more, who would put chopsticks in their sleeves?

There is only one answer -

"Thief!"

The literary youth pointed at the obscene uncle and shouted loudly.

When the uncle saw it, he didn't even put down a cruel word, turned around directly, and ran away.

The literary and artistic youth didn't care about appreciating the artistic conception of Wang Fei's song at this time, he first touched his pocket, and thought that if he hadn't been stolen, he would forget it.

This is probably "it's none of your business, hang high", right?

However, to his disappointment, the pocket told him, "Dear, don't be stupid, it's you who were stolen!" ”

At this moment, he didn't care about listening to the song, and chased directly in the direction where the obscene uncle escaped.

As a thief, how to escape after being found is a compulsory lesson for them.

Don't mention those reckless people who were exposed to stealing things, so they showed their knives, they didn't have any technical content at all.

Whether it is explosive power or staying power, it is a cut above ordinary people.

If nothing else, as long as they run twenty meters, they can disappear into the vast sea of people, so that the lost owner can no longer find what he lost.

The obscene uncle hid in a small alley where no one was around, bent over and gasped for breath for a long time.

Eventually, the intense heartbeat calmed down a little, and he leaned against the wall and took his wallet out of his pocket.

In these years, the thief's business is not easy.

On weekdays, everyone doesn't have much money in their pockets, and even if they steal their wallets, they don't have much to gain.

Therefore, he usually steals mobile phones.

But today's young people are very good at mobile phones, either listening to songs on their mobile phones or reading novels. How could such a mobile phone be stolen!

That is, during the holidays, there will be more money in the wallet.

He opened his wallet expectantly, ready to take stock of his gains.

But before he could see how much money was in his wallet, a loud voice startled him.

"Thief, I'll see where you're going!"

Who did the lewd uncle steal today? It's a literary youth!

What kind of people are literary and artistic youths?

Sad? Literary? Looking up at the sky at 45 degrees?

No, the biggest characteristic of literary and artistic youth is sensibility and intuition!

They don't know the world with their eyes, they use direct access to the most real side of the world!

Although he can no longer see the direction of the obscene uncle's escape, the deep bond in his wallet in the heart of the literary and artistic young man has been guiding him forward!

Sure enough, in this small alley, he found the lewd uncle who was opening his wallet!

He shouted loudly, and then something that alarmed him happened.

The lewd uncle turned his head to look at him, with a panicked expression on his face.

He thought that the uncle would continue to run away, but the uncle stiffened and fell to the ground, convulsing all over, and his mouth was still foaming at the mouth.

The literary young man was scared at first, but considering the identity of the other party, he began to think that this thief was acting.

"Uncle! Just your acting skills! Go to Hengdian to run tricks and be a thief on the street, okay? ”

He hesitated and didn't dare to go over, but bet on the only exit of the alley, and said angrily.

The uncle didn't speak, his hands touched his neck, and his face quickly turned red.

The literary and artistic youth was slightly worried in his heart, what happened to this guy? Why is it so painful?

Even if you are an actor, you can't make such a realistic performance, right?

The uncle's lips were slightly purple, his eyes bulged out, and he stared at the young man watching the play on the side

was a little hairy by the uncle's staring, and the literary and artistic youth was also a little panicked.

Without bothering to get his wallet back from his uncle, he dialed the ambulance on his mobile phone.

It didn't take long for the sound of an ambulance to be faintly heard.

The literary young man hurriedly ran out, the ambulance couldn't drive into the alley, he wanted to go out and lead the other party to find here.

However, as soon as he walked on his front foot, the obscene uncle on his back foot disappeared directly in place.

Looking at the corpse of the uncle parked in the black technology car, Su Ye pursed his lips, "You are so timid, what kind of thief do you come out to do?" (To be continued.) )