Chapter 666

"My god!" Jian Mingfan saw a huge black mass in front and opened his mouth in shock.

"Five-thirty, half an hour before it starts, and so many people have already come."

Seeing Jian Qiu looked at the time and then looked at the people passing by in groups of three or five, her face full of worry.

"If better measures are not taken, it won't be safe even with police officers from the police station maintaining order. Also, look, the crowd has blocked the doors of other shops.

Now that the balcony show has just started for a few days, it's fresh, and no one will say anything, but as time goes on, it will delay other people's business, and conflicts will definitely arise."

Zhou Andong was also very helpless. If it were ten or eight years later, with the rise of the internet and rich entertainment projects, this form of performance like the balcony show would just be for freshness.

It would calm down in ten days or half a month, and later it would only attract tourists from other places and wouldn't gather in large numbers. But it's different now; entertainment projects are scarce. Even open-air movies can attract large numbers of people to chase after them.

Not to mention the balcony show, which is a literary performance. How many ordinary people can see it live, and there are big stars.

"If it really doesn't work, buy some mobile partitions and separate the shops at night before the performance, leaving a path."

Seeing Jian Qiu nodded: "That's the only way."

At this time, the two could no longer pass, and Jian Mingfan stood beside them, standing on tiptoe and looking forward.

"Damn, came late, can't see anything."

At this time, a young man wearing a blue plaid shirt and black trousers came to their side.

"Chairman!"

Zhou Andong turned his head to look; it was a Golden Shield security guard, familiar, but he didn't know his name.

"How is it?"

The young man said: "The captain has communicated with Director Zhang, and everything has been arranged."

Zhou Andong nodded: "I know."

The young man turned around, drilled into the crowd, and disappeared.

Jian Mingfan's eyes flickered, and he pulled Zhou Andong's arm: "Brother-in-law, Brother-in-law, who was that person just now, and what has been arranged?"

Zhou Andong said: "Catching a few mice."

"Catching a few mice?" Jian Mingfan didn't understand, his face full of confusion.

Zhou Andong smiled: "Watch, you'll know when the time comes."

Dicos, An Jing, Zhang Zhonghui, the captain, and two police officers were staring at the monitor, which was the scene on the street at the entrance. However, because the light outside was not enough, it didn't look very clear. After all, there were no high-definition cameras in this era.

An Jing said: "This morning, we installed two follow-spots on the roof and let people guard them. Once a situation is discovered below, turn on the follow-spots. In this way, the monitoring effect will definitely be better."

Zhang Zhonghui nodded: "Your preparation work is very well done, which has reduced a lot of our pressure."

An Jing said: "This is what should be done."

Zhang Zhonghui said to the two police officers: "You guys stare here, you must stare closely. I'm going to guard outside, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"I'm going too!" The captain said, and An Jing also left with them.

The time for the performance was getting closer and closer, and An Jing went to the second floor. The actors were all ready.

A young girl was holding a towel, carefully wiping the saxophone, looking very serious.

An Jing walked over: "Bai Hui, how is it? It's about to start. You are the first to go on stage. Are you ready?"

Bai Hui raised her head, her round face with two small dimples: "Ready."

An Jing said: "Six o'clock, the performance starts on time, five minutes left."

"I know." Bai Hui pressed the saxophone strap, hung it around her neck, tried blowing a few notes, and then opened the balcony door. The noisy sound outside rushed toward her.

When she appeared on the balcony, the noisy sound gradually disappeared, and then the black heads below all looked up at her.

She was a freshman in the music department of the Minzu University. This was her first time performing in front of so many people, and she was a bit nervous.

Standing on the balcony, she took a deep breath to relieve her nervousness.

The melodious and clear sound of the saxophone entered everyone's ears through the loudspeaker.

Zhou Andong, standing in the crowd, couldn't see the person on the balcony, but could hear the sound.

"Going Home!"

Seeing Jian Qiu nodded: "Going Home!"

"Didn't you say you were catching mice?" Jian Mingfan was very dissatisfied, "How come the performance just started and you want to go home."

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

Almost at the same time, Zhou Andong and Seeing Jian Qiu raised their hands and slapped the kid on the head.

"Ignorant!" Zhou Andong said: "This saxophone piece is called Going Home!"

Jian Mingfan was about to lose his temper, but hearing Zhou Andong's words, he gave a dry laugh and didn't speak again.

Because he knew very well that if he said the wrong thing again, he would definitely be beaten.

Seeing Jian Qiu held Zhou Andong's hand tightly, listening very enjoyably: "This performer has great skill, expressing the ethereal and lingering artistic conception of the song Going Home very well, giving people infinite beautiful reverie and yearning."

Zhou Andong nodded in agreement: "Indeed!"

Seeing Jian Qiu tilted her head and looked at Zhou Andong: "You said you wrote a song for me. Why don't you go on the balcony tomorrow and sing it to me?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "I originally wanted to sing it to you alone, but since you want me to go on the balcony, I'll go tomorrow."

Seeing Jian Qiu leaned her head on Zhou Andong's shoulder, full of happiness: "I want more people to know my happiness."

Jian Mingfan stood beside the two, listening to their words, his eyes rolling upward, and his mouth pouting to the roots of his ears.

"Pa!" Zhou Andong tilted his head and saw Jian Mingfan rolling his eyes and pouting again, and slapped him on the head, "What kind of expression is this, what do you want to express?"

Jian Mingfan rubbed his head, looking at Zhou Andong through gritted teeth, but didn't dare to get angry.

If he dared to get angry with Zhou Andong, he absolutely believed that Seeing Jian Qiu would clean him up without hesitation.

"Sigh!" Jian Mingfan looked at the sky in despair. He shouldn't have gotten involved with this pair of dog men and women; he should have stayed far away from them.

Dicos, the young man sitting by the window, took a napkin and wiped his hands very carefully, his head swaying slightly with the saxophone music.

"This song is good. Er Meng, go to the second floor and see who is playing. If it's a man, forget it. If it's a woman, ask her name and where she lives."

"Good!" Er Meng stood up and walked toward the stairs, swaying.

At this time, a commotion came from the second floor, along with cursing, and then it calmed down again.

"Damn!" The young man cursed, "What the hell is Er Meng doing? Asking for a name and address, and he can make such a big commotion."

"In the crowd, there is you and me, meeting, knowing, and pondering each other..."

The cheers outside continued, and the young man looked out the window: "These leopards are really popular."

The young man said: "When are we moving?"