No Jokes Here

After talking with the dean, Lin Qianan finally let the dean accept the money.

For him, there is really no place to spend a lot of money for the time being.

And many of the facilities at the orphanage are actually very old. When he went back, he could only watch helplessly because he had more than enough energy.

Now that he has money, it is natural to give back to the place that raised him as soon as possible.

With this money, those younger brothers and sisters should be able to live better, and the dean will be able to adopt more orphans.

In this way, two days passed quickly, and it came to June 3rd.

Lin Qian'an's game progress was temporarily stuck, but there was a visible change in the cultivation of internal skills.

He now has to hit the acupoints in the center of the eyebrows four times a day, three times to fill the Dantian infuriating, and once is to consume nearly half of the Dantian infuriating before going to bed, so as to ensure that he will not be awakened by the Dantian infuriating halfway.

And the acupoints in the middle of the eyebrows also changed every day, and that layer of barriers was obviously getting thinner and thinner in Lin Qianan's perception.

I don't know when he will suddenly open the acupuncture point between the eyebrows, and then break through to the innate realm.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Qian'an had a temporary inspiration, turned on the computer and typed two more chapters.

When he came back to his senses, it was already half past eleven in the evening.

At this time, he was a little hungry in his stomach, so he planned to go out to the night market stall to eat something.

Because the population of Shuangrong County is not large, the night market is not very lively. In addition, it is not yet the hot July and August period, so basically all the night market stall owners will close their stalls and leave at twelve o'clock. .

When Lin Qianan went out to the night market, it was almost 11:50.

He was just in time for the last wave of stalls.

After ordering more than 20 skewers at a barbecue stall, Lin Qianan opened a can of beverages and waited quietly by the side of the stall to start watching videos.

Since the state made the supernatural information public, information about supernatural beings is now everywhere on the Internet.

And there are more and more abnormal events, and some new stalks have also appeared.

There are many hidden superhumans who have also disclosed their own information and started to make self-media videos.

Among them was Wang Bin, the head coach of the eight million fishermen in Qing'an.

In his latest video, he relied on a slender fishing rod to fish a motorcycle weighing more than 400 kilograms directly from the bottom of the river.

It feels like a small crane.

However, at present, there are also many people who abuse stalks and extraordinary abilities on the Internet.

The country is also introducing relevant policies, and is also actively cracking down on extraordinary crimes.

Compared with the domestic situation, Lin Qianan found that the foreign country had already been in chaos.

It seems that since January this year, the frequency of occurrence of stalks has increased. In addition, foreign countries do not seem to be very active in handling them, and the management and control are relatively weak. At present, there are signs of a complete collapse and beginning to rot.

But then again, even if there is no trouble, their situation doesn't seem to be much better.

That is to say, he was not interested in foreign news before, and the foreign country has been in a delicate state of chaos for a long time, with wars and crimes everywhere, so that Lin Qianan didn't notice it at all.

Otherwise, if he watched foreign news a few more times, he would have realized the appearance of the stalker long ago.

At this time, the stall owner grilled the skewers that Lin Qianan needed and brought them up, and immediately started to get busy and planned to close the stall.

Soon, the stall owner packed up his things, pushed the barbecue cart and left.

Seeing this, Lin Qianan also took the disposable lunch box and walked out of the night market while eating skewers.

And just as he passed an alley, a piano sound suddenly came.

The sound of the piano is very fast, and at the same time it is so clear in this silent night.

Lin Qianan heard the name of this piece, because it was the very famous Bumblebee Flying.

Accompanied by the music, there is also the aroma of cumin.

At this time, through the light of the street lamp, Lin Qianan also saw the source of the piano sound in the alley.

Is that a piano kebab cart?

He doesn't know if that's the right way to describe it, but it's really a combination of a piano and a kebab cart! !

And sitting on the piano skewer car was a handsome man with black hair and blue eyes in a tuxedo.

With the percussion of the piano keys, the skewers kept rolling, and at the same time the piano car slowly drove out of the alley.

[Hint: There is a stalk near the host, which has been marked. 】

Just when the piano skewer was only about ten meters away from Lin Qian'an, a prompt appeared.

Lin Qianan narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the piano car and the man in the tuxedo who had been marked with red.

Without waiting for Lin Qian'an to think more, the piano car had slowly parked in front of Lin Qian'an.

The man sitting in the piano car got up, picked up two skewers of barbecued meat in his right hand, and bowed to Lin Qian'an with a gentleman's salute: "Thank you for listening, do you need to eat skewers, sir?"

Lin Qianan smelled the rich aroma on the skewers, and looked at the skewers in his disposable food box, suddenly feeling that his skewers were so soulless.

Subconsciously, Lin Qianan took the skewer from the other party's hand.

Taking a bite, the fresh and tender barbecued meat splashed with juice, mixed with green peppers, and neutralized a little greasy. Along with the unique flavor in the mouth, a special note resounded in my mind.

""destiny"?"

Lin Qianan woke up suddenly, and his expression became very strange.

After the man heard Lin Qian'an's words, he showed a hint of surprise: "Sir, you actually heard its name? Not many people in the night market understand my music, and I thought no one here would understand it. It's!"

Lin Qianan asked, "Since you want to find someone who can appreciate your music, why don't you go to a place like the opera house to perform? People there will definitely understand your music."

"No, they don't understand, and there, their minds are not on music at all. Only in the night market can people really stop and appreciate my music, although they appreciate the gap more than the art. ." The tuxedo man explained.

When Lin Qianan heard the words, he couldn't help falling into silence.

What the man said is right. In many popular videos now, the little guys who deliver food are versatile and can easily get out of the circle.

But are people appreciating his art?

No, I just want to see the difference.

"My name is Zafente, dear sir, can I be fortunate enough to know your name?" Zafente asked aloud.

"Lin Qian'an." Lin Qian'an replied.

"Mr. Lin Qian'an, do you have free time now? Am I fortunate enough to invite you to enjoy a piece of music here?" Zafente asked.

"Of course." Lin Qianan nodded.

"So, the next song is "To Alice". This song has a slow rhythm and is suitable for roasting some vegetarian food. Do you like spicy food, sir?"

Zavente said, and began to place skewers of potatoes, eggplants, and leeks on the grill above the piano.

"I'm not taboo, you can watch it." Lin Qianan said.

"Then, Mr. Lin Qian'an, please enjoy the piano piece "To Alice"."

Zaphant lifted the swallowtail behind him and suddenly sat in front of the piano car.

As Zaphant's hands fell and his fingers swayed, a comfortable piece of music followed.

While playing, he would also reach for the condiment bottle on the side and sprinkle seasonings such as cumin and chilli on the skewers.

The combination of the piano music and the aroma of the skewers made Lin Qian'an's expression very comfortable. He felt like he was doing a massage, and the faint pain in his lungs disappeared temporarily.

After the song was finished, Lin Qianan took the skewers from Zafente and asked, "How much?"

"Dear sir, it's hard to find friends, so I invite you to these skewers!" Zaffint laughed.

After he finished speaking, he got on his piano skewer again, playing the piano and gradually moved away.

Lin Qian'an looked at the skewers obtained from Zafente, and the expression on his face was very exciting.

Because he found out that the skewers are also stalks! !

He picked up a skewer and thought.

[Hint: Whether to collect the stalk points attached to the current stalk. (Hint: After collecting the stalk points, the stalks will lose their original function.)]

[Hint: 0.1 stalk points have been successfully collected. 】

The next moment, the skewer in his hand turned into an ordinary skewer, and the aroma on it was still there, but Lin Qianan felt that he had lost his soul.

After picking it up and taking a bite, Lin Qianan confirmed his guess.

At this point its taste is no different from ordinary skewers.

And most importantly, there is no more music playing in my head.

Lin Qianan looked at his panel.

The above stalk points did not increase, perhaps because of the problem that the decimal point is not displayed.

He expressed some regrets about this.

And just when this idea appeared, he found that his stubborn point had changed from 13 to 13.3.

Lin Qianan did not expect that this panel still has room for adjustment, and tried to make it display more complex data, but it failed.

Shaking his head, Lin Qianan looked back at the direction where Zafent was leaving.

In his eyes, Zaphant also had a marked red light on his body.

Undoubtedly, he himself is also a stalker.

If Lin Qianan wanted to, he might be able to directly collect stalk points after subduing him.

However, Lin Qian'an did not do that in the end.

Zafent is obviously a harmless stalker, and facing a human who can communicate normally, Lin Qian'an can't do that kind of thing.

Putting the skewer given by Zafent in his mouth, Lin Qianan took a bite.

With the rich aroma and special taste, a touching piano song also resounded in my mind.

After eating a skewer, Lin Qianan felt that the whole person was in a lot of energy, and most of the fatigue caused by the whole day's activities disappeared.

After eating Zaphant's skewers, he couldn't eat those ordinary skewers.

But after all, food can't be wasted, so Lin Qian'an still swallowed it all into his stomach.

Back at the residence, Lin Qian'an turned on the computer and searched for keywords such as night markets, men in tuxedos, piano skewers, etc., and then saw related stalks.

But it turned out that a very popular handmade blogger was inspired to make a piano skewer car, which combined the spring and the white snow and the people of Xialiba ingeniously.

So after the video became popular, the stalk of the night market pianist was derived.

It is said that every midnight, with the sound of the piano and the aroma of cumin, he will appear, bringing people skewers and music.

Lin Qianan guessed that Zafent should also be born because of this stalk.

Thinking of his skewers, Lin Qianan was looking forward to seeing him again at night.