Chapter 438

"Hello? Brother Hei, I'm a monkey. Brother, you've got a big deal." anyway, the golden pear flower is not nearby. I let go of my voice and can laugh at Lao Hei by the way.

"Big event? Cut, what big event? Empress Yan is resurrected? Kunba is upgraded? Or brother Bao has defected to the enemy? Apart from these, there is no big event."

"No, listen to me, you find a safe place to sit down and don't faint." I deliberately accentuated my tone.

"My wife didn't hear the news?" although Lao Hei was brave, he was also afraid. After all, he did something bad and said it with a little lack of confidence.

"Well, I covered it up for you. You said you wanted to hook up, but it didn't work. Also, this is the only time. I don't care next time. You can do it yourself."

"OK, it's still my brother. You stand up for justice. The shopkeeper and I will be here almost tonight. Don't tell my mother-in-law that I'm going to surprise her and meet her in bed. You know that a woman will always become more obedient and have a better temper after she is satisfied. Thank you for writing to me in advance, otherwise she will attack suddenly. I may slip my tongue. I'll say that a monkey is a monkey The most righteous, please fly back. "

"You..." Lao Hei hung up the phone before I finished, leaving me shaking my head there, thinking that this guy still wanted to drag me into the water. How can I have the courage.

Put away the phone. As soon as I looked back, there was a woman with a melon seed face standing not far behind me. At first glance, I almost cried out. I thought it was a golden pear flower. When I looked carefully, I breathed a sigh. Only the face shape and temperament were slightly similar. They were Asian faces, skin color and size. It was not a golden pear flower, but the woman wearing a red cheongsam playing the piano, Seeing this, I was relieved and ready to go back to the concert hall.

But when I passed the woman, she said two words coldly: "shameless"

"Eh?" I stopped, "who are you talking about?" and realized that the woman spoke Chinese and was very authentic. She should have heard me on the phone in Chinese, so she also spoke to me in Chinese.

"You, and the person you called, shameless betrayal." she seemed to guess the content of my call with Lao Hei.

"Hei hei" I laughed twice and wanted to say something to explain, but then I thought, "it's none of your business." I threw a white eye at her and continued to go.

She didn't follow up, but said behind my back, "you can kill a woman, but don't betray her, it will make her more uncomfortable than death." after that, she tapped the ground with high heels and walked towards the women's bathroom.

In fact, I also know what she said is reasonable, but for Lao Hei, it means "you can kill Lao Hei, but you can't prohibit him from cheating. It will make him more uncomfortable than death."

Just like when I came out, I quietly returned to the concert hall. No one except the woman in red knew that I had just done something to help the tyranny. They were not surprised when I passed by my companions, but it suddenly made me feel more guilty. I didn't dare to look directly at the golden pear flower. I always felt a little empty in my heart.

I said in my heart, what's the matter? The person who had an affair was the same as me. At the same time, I made a firm decision in my heart. If I see Lao Hei doing anything messy in the future, I must stop him, or I'll be caught between the two ends.

During the time I went out, the violin, piano and drum ensemble "one step away" was over, more people stood on the stage, and there was already a medium-sized band. Brother donkey told me that this kind of concert was a gradual increase in the number of people, and the performance method of different instrument ensemble ended with a magnificent symphony at the end.

"Hey, hey, the climax is over. I like it." I smiled badly. Brother donkey immediately looked like playing the lute to a cow: "it's very elegant. Why is it so vulgar when you say it in your mouth“

San Mei immediately said, "he's a dirty bastard."

Jin Lihua also said, "yes, like Lao Hei, you think I'll let him go and wait and see."

As soon as I saw that the limelight was wrong, I quickly stared at the band on the stage and didn't make a sound. At this time, the biggest symphony in the audience also began. The woman in red cheongsam came back and continued to play the piano. They all turned to enjoy the music. I didn't continue to be denounced.

The charm of the symphony is really different from any solo, either excited, or talking, or with a clear rhythm, or gurgling water. Even I was intoxicated until the last note suddenly stopped, and I was still immersed in the intoxication brought by the music. The whole audience was quiet for more than ten seconds before warm applause broke out. All the audience got up and applauded, and all the members of the band lined up in a row OK, the woman in the red cheongsam stood in the middle, and there were big violinists and drummers in black tuxedos on both sides. Most of these people were women, and there were no lack of outstanding beauties. Everyone bowed back, and the audience applauded more. They saluted again. It was over after repeated several times.

"Shit, it's really nice to hear JB. My hands are red." I followed the crowd and said when I came to the door.

"Please, be gentle." brother donkey frowned at me as if I had humiliated him. There were several Asian looking people nearby who looked at me. I realized that although we were in the United States, there were many people who knew Chinese. It seems that our Chinese people are really luxuriant and take root everywhere.

When I got out of the building, I realized that it was already dark. Unconsciously, we spent more than four hours at the time. No wonder so many people like listening to music to pass the time. It works really well. According to brother donkey, a concert of two grades worse than this level costs thousands of tickets to listen to in Beijing. I'm blessed to hear it today.

Although the tickets were confiscated, a notice was put at the door of the main building, saying that there would be a charity show here tomorrow. Everyone is welcome to participate. A fund-raising box was put next to the notice, and someone had begun to put money in it.

Doing charity in the United States is much better than the domestic environment. First of all, you don't have to worry about being embezzled or intercepted by an international star. In addition, you can deduct taxes, tax rebates and a series of encouraging activities. In addition, people's enthusiasm for charity and the popularity of religion are different, so there are many large and small fund-raising activities, As small as a junior high school student carrying a fund-raising box, as large as a first-line star, and so on. Moreover, there are a lot of people involved, and they donate money enthusiastically. This has to be said to be a problem worthy of our consideration.

Sanmei made a gesture to me. I stuffed hundreds of dollars into the fund-raising box for the three of them. I thought it would be the ticket for today's concert. After all, I enjoyed listening to the concert for the first time since I was a child.

At night, the town lights up the street lights, and each family lights up the porch lights. The whole town is shrouded in peace and tranquility. We drove around the town, got familiar with the terrain, and then returned to the hotel we went to in Downtown Cleveland.

We had a brief exchange on the bus. All four felt that if they were connected with the evil spirit shiraisi, it would undoubtedly be this Conservatory of music, because they had a common feature - music. But where exactly? Who is it? In what way? Led by that evil spirit? Or are you secretly helping the evil spirit? We need to intensify our further investigation.

Back at the hotel, we found a restaurant to eat steak. After listening to music all afternoon and tossing back and forth for dozens of kilometers, we were both tired and hungry. I ate a steak and half a 12 inch pizza alone.

Maybe the concert in the afternoon developed artistic cells. I noticed in a panic that there was also a piano player in the restaurant. After dinner, I gave a tip and asked the waiter to send it to the pianist.

"Yo, drink? What's the situation?" brother donkey looked at me with great interest.

"Why? I tell you, from now on, I'm also a music lover. Don't look down on people," I said deliberately.

"Well, a pool of mud, you learn to play saxophone later, and men play saxophone. Especially at sunset on the beach, the scene is the most beautiful," said Sanmei with bright eyes and yearning on her face.

Looking at her excitement, I suddenly feel that I'm dressed up. Maybe I can fit myself in.

After dinner, the four of them were too tired to walk around. They were ready to get up early tomorrow and go to the Conservatory of music, so they went straight back to the hotel to have a rest.

After practicing the third charm technique with Sanmei several times, I was tired and relaxed. Fortunately, I was young and had good physical strength. They hugged each other and lay down. I smelled the faint aroma of Sanmei and fell asleep.

Half way through my sleep, I felt thirsty, so I got up, took a bottle of water in the refrigerator, opened it, and just had two drinks, I heard the unique sound of high-heeled shoes when I walked, and when I listened carefully, it seemed to remind me of a familiar feeling.

Although no one here knows that Saif should still be under drug control, I have developed the habit of always being vigilant in the face of different enemies after living in danger for many years. I immediately went to the bedside, pulled out the pistol from under the pillow, crept behind the door and looked out from the cat's eye.

The energy-saving LED lights are on in the hotel corridor, and the light is reflected in different directions by the lampshade. The whole corridor presents a light yellow light. Because it is night, the light is slightly dim.

When I looked out from the door mirror, I just saw a woman with black hair and shawl, pale skin and wearing red clothes walking in the light of pale yellow. When she came to my door, she paused slightly and looked at my door mirror. It seemed that she knew someone was watching her behind the door.

What surprised me more than her intuition was that I actually met this person. It was the woman who played the piano in the Performance Hall of the main building of the Oberlin Conservatory of music during the day. Only during the day, she turned her head, put it down and combed it into a neat shawl hair, and she was wearing a red cheongsam, which was wrapped with a round and slender figure.

The red cheongsam, long black hair and white skin that look very attractive during the day. I don't know why at night, under the light yellow light, it gives people a very gritty feeling. What's more, she looks at me through the door mirror with a very complex feeling, like ridicule, irony or contempt, and seems to have known that I was peeping at her here