Soon the day of Fu's concert came to Lucas, who habitually rode the RB10 from Wiesbaden to Frankfurt, and couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, Frankfurt's main train station is still so dirty.

For a Wiesbaden native, he feels that Frankfurt is a rich man with no history at all.

Even if they are historic buildings, the vast majority of them were rebuilt after the war, not existing ones.

Therefore, his feeling for Frankfurt is basically just a big rural feeling, and he does not have many special affections.

But......

Because there are more cultural activities in Frankfurt, he is actually quite acceptable to Frankfurt.

After all, there isn't much cultural activity in his hometown of Wiesbaden.

The most cultural events are at the Wiesbaden Conservatory where students play the piano.

There are basically 20 concerts a week.

Due to the small number of students enrolled in the city, not only is the quantity not as large as that of Frankfurt, but even the quality is relatively average.

That is, a few Chinese people played well, and other European natives played indescribably.

That's why he often comes to Frankfurt when he sees good music coming out.

But even so, every time he came to Frankfurt, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

He cautiously looked at the passers-by around him, and after clutching his wallet, he covered his nose and ran out of the vicinity of the station quickly.

Because there are many homeless people near the main gate, there is even an irrepressible smell of urine there, and many homeless people directly use that place as a field toilet.

It's disgusting.

When he walked to the dirtiest part of Europe around the main fire, where the refugees lived, he could only rush ahead quickly, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he reached the relatively clean railroad train.

Although others may be dirty and messy, at the very least, the interior of this rail transit is relatively clean and tidy.

There was a clean-up every day.

He sat down at random and watched the cars pass through the area, heading in the direction of the city's real financial center.

It was still not much different from what he remembered, countless homeless people lay here motionless, like corpses, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing what to chew in their mouths.

He hated the bums.

Because this group of people wasted his tax revenues.

He didn't know why the government was taking so many homeless people into the city.

And the government is providing accommodation for this group of refugees.

They even have a special accommodation fee every month, which can be about a few hundred euros for the group of people, giving them a place to sleep.

Even every month, they are provided with medical insurance and a place to eat.

Even the school has arranged it for them, and it's completely free.

You know, the German teachers who can teach refugees are basically the best German teachers in Germany, because teaching this group of people requires an additional certificate for teaching German to refugees.

At the same time, they also need to pass an assessment set by a lawyer who is specifically responsible for refugees before they can teach this group of refugees.

But this group of people just refused to go to class, refused to look for a job, and just lay here like moths.

This made him very uncomfortable as a taxpayer, so he could only take his eyes off the group of refugees and look at the other things in the carriage.

Subsequently, he saw Fu Tune.

It's not Fu Tune himself, it's a poster of Fu Tune.

The poster of Fu Tune's concert was actually put up in the carriage.

Looking at Fu Tuo sitting in front of the piano on the poster, Lucas couldn't help but complain.

"What the hell, your concert tickets are all sold out, what are you still advertising in this place?"

"Advertising? Concert? ”

The man sitting next to him paused for a moment, looked at Lucas, and spoke tentatively.

"What were you talking about...... Dior? Diorfu? ”

"Genau (of course)!" Lucas pointed to Fu Tune's poster with his mouth and said helplessly.

"It's really just a little bit, when I bought Dior's poster, the tickets were basically sold out, and I was still missing the last two concert tickets, but I didn't expect the poster to still hang outside."

“……”

The man looked at Lucas and didn't know what to say for a while, his fists clenched, and he said with a strange expression.

"You bought the last ticket?"

"Huh?"

Lucas was stunned for a moment: "What? I didn't think there were 10 when I looked at it, right? But when I paid for it, there was nothing left. ”

"Sure enough! Sure enough, it's you! ”

The man on the side was a little out of control.

"I just made a phone call with my friend, and I happened to see that there were about ten tickets left, so I went to ask him if he wanted to go to Fu Diao's concert with me, but, but when I was talking to my friend on the phone, the tickets were gone! Not a single one is gone! I've been refreshing for days and haven't seen a single ticket! I even left my email address, and still didn't receive any message of a refund from others, I, I ......"

As he spoke, he was a little speechless, and finally sighed and said helplessly.

"I can only go to the venue now to see if there are any tickets left, maybe there are tickets at the ticket office of the concert."

Of course, this is only a possibility, and he doesn't know if there are tickets at the concert hall ticket hall.

As a German.

Or, as Europeans, they don't really trust this kind of online stuff.

To put it simply, what you can see online isn't necessarily true.

Only the information you search offline will be the most correct content.

That's the main reason why this man is sitting on the train and walking in the direction of the concert hall.

Seeing this person exposed, Lucas suddenly showed a hint of fear.

He originally just thought that Fu Diao's tickets were sold quickly, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

If you hesitate a little at the time, or if you ask your friends if you want to go with you, like this person, will you be ...... Didn't have a chance to buy a ticket for Fu Diao?

As soon as he thought that he might not be able to hear Fu Tune's performance, and thought that he had missed the ticket like this, he looked at the man next to him with a hint of sympathy.

Lucas immediately comforted the man next to him.

"It's okay, you have to believe the level of the Alte Oper in Frankfurt, as an old opera house, they are definitely not used to playing this kind of online stuff, so it must be difficult to buy tickets on their official website, right?"

"There's some truth to what you're saying, but I don't have much confidence in my heart......"

The man looked at Lucas, then at the Fu tune poster on the side of the carriage, and had no choice but to sigh again.

"I hope that I can still buy tickets at the Frankfurt Oper at that time, because my friend hurt me not to buy a ticket, I didn't bring him with me to Frankfurt this time, I hope that the Frankfurt Oper will open a few more floors for Dior because there are too many people buying tickets, otherwise I will be really miserable."

After he finished speaking, he directly changed the topic to other places, unwilling to continue the discussion on this topic.

The two chatted casually, followed the vehicle through the messy area, and came to the vicinity of the city center.

The Alte Oper is also a very important, or very famous, classic in Frankfurt.

Here, you could even say that she is a transportation hub.

This is because there is a famous shopping street near the Old Opera House.

In front of it is the main road of the financial city.

Not only can it be reached by public transport, but also by the rail on the road, as well as by the underground subway.

The two of them took the train to the Alte Oper in Frankfurt.

By the time they got out of the car, they found a very serious problem.

That's ......

There were a lot of people standing at the entrance of the old opera house.

There is a small square in front of the old opera house.

Normally, except for certain festivals, there should not be a lot of people.

But today, it's full of people.

They glanced at the time, it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and there might be more than five hours before Fu Tune's opening.

It's already full of people standing here?

Are you kidding?

Even if it's a weekend, even if a lot of people come out to play today, it shouldn't be able to stand so many people at this time, right?

A rough estimate is that there can be at least five or six hundred people standing on this side.

What are they all doing on this side of this square?

Lucas looked at the group of people standing around the concert hall with a hint of curiosity, not quite sure what they were thinking.

It seems to be communicating.

From time to time people leave, and people come in.

But the entire Place de l'Opéra is overflowing.

There are some difficulties in walking normally.

Lucas didn't think much about it, just thought that there might be some activity today, but the face of the person next to him, the person who had been chatting with him before, changed instantly.

He hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and ran in the direction of the ticket office of the concert hall.

Lucas was stunned and chased after him as well.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going? Why the hurry? ”

"Buy a ticket! Gan, how did I know there would be so many people today? Why did you guys with tickets come so early? Did you come here so early to chat in a daze? ”

"I'm ...... I'm going to make an appointment with my friends to meet and chat and drink, but are you still in time to buy tickets now? ”

"It's too late...... You have to check it out, right? ”

Lucas followed the man towards the concert hall.

I found that the concert hall was even more crowded.

It's much more crowded than outside the concert hall.

Countless people are piling up in front of the ticket hall of the concert hall, as if waiting for something.

From time to time, there was the sound of an argument, and the sound of a hard bang on the table.

Even if they hadn't completely informed Fu that the tickets were sold out, Lucas and the man probably guessed it.

This group of people came to buy tickets.

They felt that online tickets might not be useful, so they decided to buy tickets offline to see Fu Tune's concert.

It's a pity, though.

When they came over, they suddenly noticed something very serious.

That's how many people think that way.

Let's not talk about the group of people outside, there is a high probability that many of those people already have their own tickets.

It's just this group of people inside.

A simple glance at the past, there should be more than a hundred people.

The concert hall of the Alte Oper in Frankfurt has a total of just over 2,000 seats, and it is still forced to be stuffed.

How could this extra group of 100 or so people be stuffed any more.

Lucas followed the man he had been chatting with to the end of the line, looking around curiously as he lined up.

With so many people around, can you really buy a ticket?

Or...... Looking for scalpers?

Although there are fewer scalpers in classical music, there should be scalpers, right?

The profession of scalpers is not only in China, but also in other places.

But why, why are there no scalpers here?

Lucas looked at the bored appearance of the passer-by in front of him, who was also queuing, and immediately stepped forward to him and asked.

"Sorry to excuse me, did you come here to buy tickets for tonight's concert?"

"You're just."

When the man heard Lucas's voice, he glanced at Lucas behind him angrily, and he didn't have a good breath.

"Now in the concert hall, most of them are waiting to see if there is a refund, compared to the online notice, the conductor can get the ticket the fastest."

As soon as the words fell, an excited monkey cry was heard in the distance.

"Hey, hey, hey, I've got it, I've got it! I got my ticket! Hey, hey, hey!! ”

"Damn, another lucky guy got the ticket, tanned ......"

The man scolded the lucky man who was happily announcing that he had won the ticket in front of him, then looked at Lucas and the other person behind him, sighed twice, and shook his head.

"But I feel like you don't have to think too much, the tickets should be almost sold, your position is basically 100% without tickets, I'm hanging here, I feel that the odds of my votes are about the same as yours."

"Are there no scalpers? I mean...... Why not buy a ticket from a ticket seller? ”

Lucas glanced at the crowd around him and asked, "I think it's better to spend a little more money and buy a suitable ticket instead of trying your luck in this place, right?" ”

"Spending money? What are you dreaming about? It's not a problem to spend money to get it! ”

The man glanced at Lucas behind him and spoke with a hint of anger.

"Today there is a girl group from South Korea at the Grand Stadium in Frankfurt, and the ticket sellers have gone there to get tickets, and no one has come here to get tickets, and the starting price of tickets there is almost 100 euros, and they can even double it! And what about our side? The maximum ticket is 100 euros!

If it were me, I would be willing to give Fu a first-class seat of 300 euros at most, and tripling to buy it is my last bottom line, but for those fans of the girl group, they can even sell it tenfold! So today there is not a single ticket seller at all! It's the first time I've wished for a ticket seller to show up, and not as resentful as I was before! ”

When he said this, he was stunned for a moment and added.

"Oh no, it's wrong, it's my fault, there's actually a ticket seller today."

Before Lucas could react, the man next to him became excited: "What? Where? Where is he? Tell me quickly, I hope he will come and take my money! ”

"If only he could come and take your money now, I wouldn't have to wait in this place."

The man in front sighed helplessly.

"The ticket seller has sold out all the tickets in his hand, there is not a penny left, and they are all sold more than twice, and now he still regrets that he sold less, not only him, I regret it, why didn't he find me earlier, I can buy it at three times the price! Really damn it. ”

“……”

For the first time, Lucas felt a little disillusioned with his worldview.

He had always thought that ticket sellers were a cancer, but he didn't expect to meet someone who wanted to ask ticket sellers to raise the price to sell tickets.

But......

He put himself in the shoes of their group, and everything seemed to be explained.

It seems that if the price is increased by two or three times to buy a ticket for Fu Diao, it is not a particularly big price.

He was inexplicable, and seemed to be quite willing to spend this money on Fu Diao.

Looking at the sad faces of everyone in front of him, Lucas reached out and touched the ticket in the chest of his clothes, and laughed happily.

"Okay, then you can continue to wait, I'll go out for a walk first, I still have friends over there."

"What? Don't you keep waiting? ”

The man in front of him was stunned for a moment: "I'm just kidding, maybe I can still buy tickets before the concert starts tonight?" After all, there are only about 100 people, so it's a bit hopeful to wait a little longer. ”

"I don't have to wait."

Lucas winked at the men, speaking to them in a tone that sounded extremely sincere to outsiders.

"I have a ticket, I'm still the ticket in the front row, I'm just curious to come and ask why you're queuing up here."

"You! @#！ ”

Looking at the crowd whose expressions were gradually distorting, Lucas turned and left the ticket hall and stood outside the door of the concert hall before they could rush forward.

He turned his head to look at the people who were still standing in line angrily over there, and somehow felt extra happy.

Sure enough, happiness is all through comparison.

He happily walked down the steps from the platform of the concert hall to the bottom of the steps, ready to drink and chat with his friends as he had agreed.

Unexpectedly, when he blended into the crowd, there was suddenly a slight commotion in the crowd.

He followed the rioting crowd and looked over.

The source of the riots was finally discovered.

In the distance, luxury vehicles dedicated to the Alte Oper in Frankfurt are parked at the edge of the opera house.

A very familiar Chinese man stepped out of the car and walked towards the concert hall under the escort of the staff.

Looking at the man who was so familiar, Lucas, like the others, shouted out in astonishment.

"! Tutor! ”

(End of chapter)