The next day is Thursday.

In the afternoon, the program team arranged a job for Fang Xing and Shao Yu 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 this short film, they received a big red envelope from the advertiser, totaling 20,000 yuan.

When we left the Dongyin Opera House, it was already seven in the evening.

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 you 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 thought about it.

I 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 feels the same way.

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 "Tomorrow's Star", both of them have become very famous.

Especially in music colleges 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 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."

"Hmm."

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 would

Turn it in from the bass position. Later, the school raised the note 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, you arrive 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 her business is very good.

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 a lot."

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 chopped 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, and you wait here for the noodles."

Fang Xing was indeed hungry. Auntie's cooking was really good. When she smelled the fragrance, her stomach growled.

The zipper of Auntie Chow Mein's pocket was not closed, and you could see a few wads of ten or twenty yuan 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 noodle business is doing well, and the auntie who owns the stall has already collected a few red one-hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them casually into her pocket.

At this moment.

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.

"Hey!"

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

However, that man was very fast, and there was no way the fried noodle auntie 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! Or I'll kick you!"

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

At this time.

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

While Fang Xing was running, he reached out and grabbed 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, punched Fang Xing in the face.

Fang Xing didn't expect that the other party would be so fierce even after he was knocked down. He felt so fierce in his heart 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 there.

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 is worth at least six figures.

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At this time.

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 we have already called the police. Don't even film."

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 hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, thank you..."

At this time.

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

Seeing the girl crying, the fried noodle aunt asked quickly: "What happened to the little girl? Did you break the piano when you caught the thief? How about auntie give you a piano."

When Fang Xing heard this, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull the chow mein auntie'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.

I guess it won’t cost much to file a claim against the bag robber.

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

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

Besides, it was not my intention to damage the violin.

Fang Xing walked up 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 thief. Of course, this matter has something to do with me, and I can try to find someone to repair it for you. If not,

Repair it and we will 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 make you pinch water, she looks extremely pitiful.

"No need..."
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