Tilt Jiu decided to go street on Saturday night and play erhu. She has never had this kind of experience, since she has chosen to live a little more chic in this world, it is better to start with acting!

First of all, she needs an erhu that can be pulled.

So Tilt Jiu found a reputable store on the Internet and bought an erhu for 1,000 yuan.

Online shopping is all about convenience.

……

"That little slut transferred to the second middle school, I didn't expect that her family was so poor and had such ability."

"Why do we have to deal with her?"

"If you can't get used to it, what about dealing with her? I just can't get used to her kind of person, the toad still wants to eat swan meat, where is there such a good thing? "Lin Zixuan is mine, and no one can take it away.

……

Time slipped through the middle of one word after another, and Tilt Nine received the courier on Friday.

After all, something that costs a thousand dollars is better again than something that costs tens of dollars.

"Xiao Jiu, this is an erhu, do you play an erhu?" Ling Yue'er exclaimed.

In these years, everyone has learned the piano and violin, and few people can play the erhu.

"I learned it from my grandfather when I was a child, and I bought an erhu at home without bringing it." Tilt nine while trying the strings and adjusting. Put on the saddle, adjust the back leaning nine and pull a few sounds, feel the sound under the action of the barrel, the timbre of the metal strings is better, but it still requires the skill of the player to pull out the thick feeling.

"What are you buying erhu for? Do you want to go into art and sports, and be a special student? ”

As soon as Liu Huanan came out of the bathroom, he saw Tian Jiu fiddling with the erhu.

"No, Xiao Jiu, you want to go to heaven!"

"I don't go through art, I just have itchy hands and want to have fun." Regarding the matter of performing arts, Tilt Jiu privately felt that it was better not to mention it.

Ling Yue'er put her heart back in her stomach and said teasingly: "Xueshen is great, you must keep it, it is already powerful enough, and now you are still grabbing food with art students, give them a way to live, hahaha." With such a treasure tablemate and roommate, Ling Yue'er felt very happy.

However, with the pearl of Tilt Jiu in front, she would be very embarrassed if she didn't work hard.

Ling Yue'er's attention to Qian Jiu was quickly withdrawn, she had to prepare for the night battle tonight, and first do a good job of strategic protection, so as not to turn off the lights when the time comes, and the teacher will be in a hurry when he goes to bed.

Saturday arrived as scheduled, and Tilt Jiu successfully completed his homework before school in the afternoon, took the erhu straight to the largest square nearby, and successfully occupied a place.

The little maza under her ass was bought at the school grocery store, and it was quite cheap.

The cardboard box that collected the money looked for a treasure mineral water box that the commissary aunt wanted, and the aunt asked her what she was using it for.

The resonator of the erhu itself has a very loud sound, and for the first time he played the erhu on the street, he chose not to use an electronic amplifier.

I put on my mask, my hair was down, it was dark and the lights were dim, and I didn't know anyone.

Tilting nine to get started is a song and two springs reflecting the moon.

The sound of the piano is like crying, and the listener stops and listens to tears.

"Nima, who is pulling the second spring to reflect the moon? Lao Tzu is about to cry to death, how can Lao Tzu, a big man, be like a girl? ”

As soon as these words came out, the women around him cast unkind glances at him.

The man threw down a ten-dollar bill and hurried away.

Only a small number of people put money in the cardboard box, and most people stand and listen, listen or leave without listening. Tilting Jiu didn't stop, he kept changing the tune, and paused for ten minutes for each song.

"Little girl, you erhu is good, you see that everyone wants to give you money, why don't you go out with you except your mobile phone, many people ask me to change banknotes, you must know how to keep pace with the times when you are performing on the street! You didn't see it, now beggars are scanning the QR code. ”

The uncle who was setting up a stall on the side took advantage of the time when he was resting and came over to remind him kindly.

"Ah, I didn't expect that." Tilt Jiu smiled embarrassedly. "Thank you, uncle, for the reminder."

"It's okay, you can continue." The uncle was about to leave as he spoke, and he suddenly thought of something and turned around.

"Little girl, you can pull a racehorse, right? Why don't you play a song, I'll hear you play some sad songs, to be honest, we big men don't like to listen to it very much. ”

"Okay, the next song is horse racing." Tilt Jiu smiled in response.

The first time I hit a wall, I took the erhu and Xiao Maza, and walked slowly down the street with a cardboard box that didn't have much money.

Passing by a printing shop, I spent a few dollars to print out my WeChat collection code.

"Ninety-nine, the beggars have scanned the QR code, hahaha." The elf laughed.

"Shut up!" Tilt Jiu put away the freshly baked QR code, and then sent out a soul torture question: "Have you updated today?" ”

"Whew!" Why does it write fiction? Tilt Jiu, you give me a little kindness.

The ghost spirit really opened a novel at a certain point according to Tilt Jiu's statement, and it was signed for only 6,000 words.

It doesn't know what to write, so after thinking about it, it uses Leaning Nine as the protagonist and writes a short story about fast wearing, and the name is "Fast Wear Tilt Nine".

This theme is quite popular right now. However, because the number of words is too small, it is still in a state of no one's interest.

"By the way, Jiujiu, when are you going to do the task? It's been days. "The ghost elf took the opportunity to change the topic, and he must not let Tilt Jiu clamp it down on the novel.

"Tonight!"

Tomorrow and Sunday, there will be no classes in the morning, and she told her roommate in advance that she would not bother her if she was lazy.

Sitting in a small noodle restaurant outside the school, packing two portions of rice noodles, she began to count the small coins in the cardboard box while waiting.

Basically, the amount of each piece of paper is not more than 20 yuan, which is more than 100 yuan, which is enough for next week's food expenses. In the future, I will come out every Saturday to play erhu and earn some food expenses.

The ghost spirit was lying on the mouth of the plastic bowl and sucking on the rice noodles, and Tilt Jiu felt that it was delicious, so he gave it his share.

I really don't know how this small body can hold so many things?

"Little Nine Scholars, you're back!" Ling Yue'er and Miao Qianqian were carrying large bags and small bags, obviously going shopping.

At this stage, they are completely supported by their parents, and unless the family is rich, they have little money on them.

"Come on, we finally lined up to buy a Tang rose cake, try it!" Ling Yue'er was very enthusiastic and stuffed two flower cakes for Tan Jiu.

"Thank you." Tilt Nine smiled back.

"You're welcome?" Miao Qianqian took two more apples and a bunch of jelly for Qian Jiu.

“……”

I feel like a white eater, I thought.

Most of the snacks were eaten by the ghosts, and she tried them slightly.

It was night, and everyone else in the dormitory slept except for Liu Huanan who was playing with his mobile phone.

"Jiujiu, this mission is a bit tricky, you may get hurt, and ...... Forget it, you'll find out when you go. The ghost spirit collapsed his eyelids and didn't dare to look at Tilt Jiu.

"It's okay, just don't die."