This star’s style is wrong

The next day is Thursday.

In the afternoon, the program team assigned Fang Xing and Shao Yu a job to shoot a short commercial for the audio brand Wanderer.

This commercial short film requires Fang Xing and Shao Yu to sing a relatively classic musical segment, so the scene was chosen at the Dongyin Opera House.

After the two filmed the short film, they received a big red envelope from the advertiser, totaling 20,000 yuan.

It was already seven in the evening when we came out of Dongyin Opera House.

When the lanterns come on, the night market in Donghai University Town is especially prosperous.

There is no other work or training scheduled tonight, so I can take a night off.

Shao Yu didn't want to go back so early, so he suggested: "I haven't been back to school for almost two years, and I'm here today. Why don't we go shopping in the school? Have you been to the food court behind the school? Suddenly I felt like it. Ate the fried noodles and squid skewers there.”

"Would it be too late to go back?"

Fang Xing was both familiar and unfamiliar with this alma mater, so he was a little nervous.

In fact, Shao Yu also felt the same.

Because he has graduated two years ago. Although two years is not a long time, it is enough for many changes to occur.

Shao Yu took out two masks, put on one, gave one to Fang Xing, and joked: "Put it on, let's go back to school and hang out, maybe we can meet a pretty schoolgirl."

Due to the high popularity of "Star of Tomorrow", both of them have gained high popularity.

Especially in music schools like Donghai Conservatory of Music, the proportion of students watching "Tomorrow's Star" is very high.

The two walked through the Dongyin campus.

The lights have been turned on in the teaching building, and students are studying inside in twos and threes.

Shao Yu pointed to the teaching building to the east and said, "Your major is over there. Next to it is the orchestra teaching building."

"Um."

Fang Xing nodded casually.

Then, Shao Yu pointed to a unique wall in the south of the school and said: "The staff wall is still there. Let me tell you, there used to be a bass note on the staff wall, which was very short. When a student was about to be late for class, he Flip in from that bass position. Then the school moved that note up an octave."

Fang Xing listened to Shao Yu's story and recalled every moment in school.

While talking, the two walked across the campus and out the back door.

After turning a corner, we arrived at the food street of the university town.

Next to Donghai Conservatory of Music is Donghai Normal University, and two streets away is Jiaotong University.

Several universities are located here, making the food street particularly lively at night.

Shao Yu led Fang Xing familiarly to the corner of the food street and came to a stall selling fried noodles.

The fried noodle stall is an electric tricycle. The stall owner is an aunt in her fifties or sixties. She is kind-hearted and has a good business.

Shao Yu waited until the customer in front finished buying fried noodles and left, then said, "Auntie, do you still remember me? I used to eat your fried noodles all the time."

The fried noodle aunt stared at Shao Yu for a few times and said uncertainly: "It looks familiar, but I can't remember..."

Fang Xing was a little speechless and complained: "You have graduated two years ago and you are still wearing a mask. How can you let my aunt recognize you?"

"That's right, Auntie, give us two portions of fried noodles and add more green onions."

"Okay, I'll be ready soon."

The fried noodle aunt hurriedly put the money paid by the previous customer into her pocket, then skillfully put two portions of fried noodles into the pot and fried them together.

Shao Yu finished ordering the fried noodles, and then said to Fang Xing, "I'll buy some squid skewers. You wait here for the noodles."

Fang Xing was indeed hungry. Auntie's cooking was really good. Her stomach growled when she smelled the fragrance.

Aunt Chow Mein's fanny pack was not zipped up, and you could see a few wads of ten or twenty yuan in change inside.

Many people now pay by scanning QR codes, but occasionally customers still pay with cash.

Therefore, vendors still have to carry hundreds of dollars in change.

The fried noodles business was going well, and the stall owner's aunt had already collected a few red one-hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them casually into her pocket.

That's when.

A man stood sneakily behind the noodle auntie. While she was cooking the noodles, he suddenly grabbed his pocket and ran away, heading into a remote alley.

"Eh!"

The fried noodle aunt held up the spatula and shouted. She was stunned for half a second before she hurriedly chased after her. While chasing, she shouted: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

However, the man was very fast, and there was no way that the fried noodle aunt could catch up with him.

Fang Xing was sitting on a small bench waiting for fried noodles. When this happened suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and hurriedly chased after him.

Fang Xing was tall and long-legged, and he exercised a lot, so he was very fast. He caught up with the bag thief and shouted, "Stop! Otherwise I'll kick him!"

The bag thief refused to stop and continued to run forward, passing Dongyin's side door and rushing towards the remote alley behind.

at this time.

A girl carrying a violin bag came out of Dongyin's side door.

Fang Xing was running and reached out to grab the hood of the bag thief's sweatshirt.

The bag thief was very fierce. He pounced on the girl, grabbed the violin bag, and then turned around and hit Fang Xing on the head.

Fang Xing instinctively raised his hand to block, pushed the violin bag away with his backhand, and then kicked the bag thief to the ground.

The bag thief turned around and punched Fang Xing in the face.

Fang Xing didn't expect that the other person would be so fierce even after he was knocked down. He became so fierce that he held him down and beat him violently.

After two or three punches, the bag thief was stunned and quickly shouted: "Stop, stop, stop... stop fighting!"

Fang Xing punched twice more before stopping.

Such a loud fight immediately attracted the attention of many students, and some students began to take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

the other side.

The girl carrying the violin bag was a little confused by this unexpected situation.

After being stunned for a while, she quickly ran over to pick up the violin bag.

She squatted on the ground, opened the zipper and took a look, and her whole body suddenly froze.

Just now, the bag thief snatched her violin bag and hit Fang Xing on the head.

Fang Xing raised his hand to block and threw the violin bag to the ground with a wave of his arm.

Seeing the girl squatting on the ground motionless, Fang Xing turned around to take a look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Because her violin costs at least six figures.

At this moment.

Shao Yu arrived in a hurry and saw students taking photos. He was worried that the photos would be posted online and cause trouble, so he quickly ran up and waved to stop them:

"Stop filming, stop filming, let's disperse. We are acting bravely and have already called the police, so don't take any pictures."

Then, the fried noodle aunty caught up with her panting.

Fang Xing took back his pocket bag and handed it over: "Auntie, see if you have any money."

The fried noodle aunt took a quick look at it to make sure that the big money was not missing, so she didn’t look at the change carefully, and thanked her hurriedly: "Thank you, thank you..."

At this moment.

The girl squatting aside, wiping tears with her sleeves, looked at the broken violin in front of her, at a loss.

Aunt Chow Mein saw the girl crying and asked quickly: "What happened to the little girl? Did you break the piano when you were catching the thief? How about Auntie give you a piano?"

When Fang Xing heard this, he quickly reached out to pull Auntie Chow Moodle's arm and said, "Auntie, no, it's not your responsibility to pay for this."

In this case, if the process of catching a thief causes damage to residents' property, according to the law, they can claim compensation from the bag robbers.

However, Fang Xing knew that this violin was worth at least six figures just by looking at it.

It is estimated that it will not cost much to file a claim against the bag thief.

The fried noodle aunt offered to pay for it, obviously she didn’t know the price of the violin.

Six figures, even at the lowest calculation, is at least 100,000.

It is obviously unrealistic for an aunt selling fried noodles to pay compensation.

Fang Xing had just filmed a short commercial, and the sponsor sent a big red envelope worth 20,000 yuan.

Although it is not enough to compensate for the violin, a part of it can be compensated first, and the rest can be settled through negotiation.

Besides, damaging the violin was not intentional.

Fang Xing walked to the girl, squatted down, and turned over the violin. The head of the violin was broken and it was difficult to repair.

"This piano is too expensive, so don't let Auntie pay for it. From a legal perspective, you can claim compensation from the bag robber. Of course, this matter has something to do with me, and I can try to find someone to repair it for you. If not Xiu, let’s negotiate again.”

The girl looked up at Fang Xing, her clear eyes filled with tears.

Coupled with her face, which is so tender that it can squeeze out water, she looks extremely pitiful.

"No……"

The girl held the violin in her arms, wiped her tears and left.