Xiao Xingyu was stunned for 2 seconds, his calm brows suddenly turned stern: "Buy a ticket? Miss?"

The handsome guy was stunned for a moment, then suddenly seemed to understand something. He lowered his head embarrassedly: "Ah, I thought I would see her when I came here today. It turns out that she bought the tickets for you..."

Xiao Xingyu frowned, glanced back at Ms. Meng, who was concentrating on the stage, and asked the handsome guy, "Are you saying that the same young lady bought these two tickets from you?"

The handsome guy was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand again. He said in surprise, "Uh, you don't know, so should I not tell you?"

"No, tell me." Xiao Xingyu waved his hand and said patiently, "Aren't you asking me about my little sister? Explain yourself first and I'll tell you."

The handsome guy was persuaded (enticed) by his logic and hesitantly said, "Well, I won three tickets to this concert in a raffle a while ago. Since my school is far away and I couldn't find anyone to accompany me, I put them up for sale online. The day before yesterday, a young lady named Zhang saw my post and called me, saying she needed two tickets. Would you still sell them?"

Xiao Xingyu immediately asked, "How much are you selling her for?"

The handsome guy pursed his lips.

At this time, the lights in the magnificent concert hall had dimmed, and the pleasant piano music rang out again in the room, with the slow melody flowing. Most people were already intoxicated by Chopin's romantic charm.

Xiao Xingyu put on a kind smile at the handsome young man who hadn't spoken yet, and said gently and coaxingly, "This ticket was given to us by that young lady. You have to tell me the truth so that I know how much I owe her. You know it's not easy for that young lady to make money, right? I should have some idea of it. Tell me, I won't hit you."

Some part of this sentence touched the handsome guy. He thought for a moment and stammered, "Two... sixteen thousand."

Xiao Xingyu lowered his eyebrows and said, "Two thousand six taels?"

The young man shook his head and held up a finger: "One."

"I..." Xiao Xingyu almost couldn't control himself and wanted to hit someone. He glared fiercely: "Two thousand sixty one?! Two for five thousand two?"

The young man was frightened by his sudden change of expression and timidly defended himself: "I'm not asking for an exorbitant price... This concert is open and the ticket prices are sold like this. If you don't believe me... look!" As he said that, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened a ticketing APP, searched it, and handed it to Xiao Xingyu to see.

"There's another show next Friday. Look at our area, it's 2,600, right? And it's currently sold out, so tickets are incredibly hard to come by... I could probably sell them even if I just raised the price..."

Xiao Xingyu glared at him: "Then should I praise you?"

At this time, Meng Xiaoya patted him and whispered, "What are you doing? Stop talking all the time!"

Xiao Xingyu raised his arm to tell her not to worry, and continued to ask the handsome guy: "When and how did that young lady buy the ticket from you?"

The handsome young man looked at the handsome man in front of him with increasingly fierce eyes, and suddenly felt a little regretful about telling him what he had said. But if he didn't say it, he was a little scared, so he confessed obediently: "I received a call from her the night before yesterday... She seemed very anxious, saying that someone had promised to give her a ticket, but in the end, that person couldn't give it to her."

Xiao Xingyu: "Oh."

Handsome guy: "Then she came to my school yesterday morning. I handed her the money and the goods... I transferred it via WeChat."

"Yesterday morning? To your school?" Xiao Xingyu's dark eyes were filled with shock.

The young man shrank back. "Because the weather was so bad yesterday, I really didn't want to go out. Then... the girl said she would come to my school to pick up the ticket herself."

"You..." Xiao Xingyu clenched his fists and resisted the urge to beat the handsome guy as if he were a kid.

Yesterday morning saw the heaviest rainfall in the past two days, with wind speeds reaching level 8 and temperatures only a few degrees.

Zhang Moyan actually braved the rain and wind to rush to the university town two hours away from the city, and spent 5,200 yuan out of her own pocket to buy them two tickets for the Chopin concert!

This money is nothing to him, but for an ordinary white-collar worker, it is definitely not a small amount.

Xiao Xingyu leaned back in his chair, speechless for a moment.

The handsome young man stared at Xiao Xingyu's throbbing fist, fearing it would strike him any second. He instinctively hugged his backpack to his chest as a shield. After a while, realizing he was relatively safe, he bravely said, "Actually... I think it's a bit inappropriate. When I saw her yesterday, I tried to charge her a thousand less, but she refused... So I'm going to give her a thousand yuan if I see her today. I even took out cash..."

"Why do you want to charge her a thousand less when you see her?" Xiao Xingyu keenly extracted the key information and interrupted him without further explanation.

The handsome boy's face turned red. Yes, although the light was dim, Xiao Xingyu's eyes, which were already infrared in the dark wilderness, could clearly see that the boy's face was red.

As he expected, after a long pause, the handsome young man shyly said, "This sister... I want to meet her. Before I met her, I was moved by her persistence. After meeting her... To be honest, her appearance and temperament are exactly my favorite type. I fell in love with her at first sight..."

"X!" Xiao Xingyu grabbed the handsome guy by the collar and approached him: "You have the guts to say it again? You want money and sex, how can you do that, you little bastard!"

The handsome young man, who was full of enthusiasm, was stunned by this outburst.

This outburst was so sudden and unexpected amidst the melodious and elegant music that it was like a bolt from the blue. There was a commotion in front, behind, and around Xiao Xingyu's seat.

"Xingyu, what are you doing?!" Meng Xiaoya was so frightened that she quickly went over to pull him back: "Let me go! Let go!"

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