Thinking back to how he and Yang Heng went out like this, and were even stopped by the traffic police to check their driver's licenses, Shen Chengyue was filled with regret.
Seeing them like that made me feel like a complete fool.
That's out of their mind.
Shen Chengyue instinctively reached out to wipe his face, but then accidentally knocked his sunglasses off.
Startled, he quickly picked it up and put it on, glancing around guiltily. Only when he saw that the onlookers' attention was focused on the owner playing the suona did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He's quite famous now.
Thanks to his friend, even having a meal made him a trending topic. Even his parents saw the video and came to ask him what happened.
The embarrassing story spread among his relatives and friends, and even his relatives' children showed him the video and asked if the steak was delicious.
I can't imagine what it would be like if there were a family gathering someday; he'd probably become the biggest laughing stock at the dinner table.
"Spread out! What are you doing huddled together? You think we're not conspicuous enough already!"
"That makes sense, let's pretend we don't know each other!"
"No, the piece hasn't been chosen yet."
"Communicate via mobile phone and send messages."
"Western food should be accompanied by English songs, it must feel really good."
Wow, I can picture it!
......
"What's going on outside? Is there a performance? It's so lively!"
"Let's go take a look."
The sound of the suona was extremely penetrating, and even the noise from the onlookers could be heard by people inside Times Square.
The coffee shop owner and employees, still wearing aprons, ran out to see what was going on, afraid of missing a single thing.
The employees in the nearby shop heard the noise and looked out. Seeing people arguing on the side of the road, their eyes lit up, and they turned to the people in the shop and shouted, "There's a fight going on outside!"
After saying that, he ran towards the crowd without looking back to see what was going on.
In no time, everyone in the store, whether eating or working, was on the move.
There's going to be a good show to watch, who could resist!
A large group of people rushed to the scene and saw a young woman taking street photos with a photographer taking stunning pictures on the roadside.
"Okay, that pose is good. Here's a side profile. Yes, that's it, next..."
Just a few meters away, two grown men were arguing, while two girls were trying to break them up, each holding one of them back.
There was also a guy holding a selfie stick and livestreaming, explaining the situation to the camera.
The onlookers kept glancing at this and then at the suona performance in the crowd.
It was really lively.
Those arguing were on the verge of exploding. Those trying to mediate were talking themselves hoarse, like they were in a tug-of-war.
The filmmakers can strike dozens of poses per second.
The onlookers held up their phones to film.
Great, each one is very interesting, and they even come with their own suona background music.
I don't know where to look anymore!
"Take a picture or a video first, then watch it later!"
Someone in the crowd offered advice.
Immediately, all the onlookers took out their phones and started recording.
The commotion was so great that even security guards came over to maintain order, fearing a fight might break out.
Lin Zhou was still playing the suona; the suona version of "Interlude at Anhe Bridge" was not long.
In less than a minute, he finished blowing the flute, and the diners had finished eating.
very good.
Continue with the next batch.
Influenced by his regular customers, Lin Zhou no longer felt embarrassed playing the suona.
I gradually got back into the swing of running a stall.
This batch of steaks was just what Yang Heng and his group were getting.
"Boss, how about some background music, like 'The Spectre'?"
Lin Zhou: ......
It's actually quite stylish.
Suddenly I feel that the suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) goes quite well with Western food.
Seeing how creative today's diners are.
Lin Zhou felt that he wasn't there to sell steaks, but rather to play the suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).
The moment the music started, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
If it weren't broad daylight, they would have thought they had stumbled into a disco.
As soon as the exciting and energetic rhythm started, those who had heard the song were immediately astonished and widened their eyes.
Good grief, this works?
“This song is good. I’ll play it on my grave after I’m buried.”
"How come I didn't know this song was so energetic before?"
"It's perfect, it fits perfectly, there's no sense of incongruity at all. I'll play this music next time I have Western food."
"This is divine! Is it possible for me to hear a performance without spending a penny?"
"If I weren't broke, I'd really like to go upstairs and order a steak to enjoy with this amazing music—how awesome would that be!"
"Are you stupid? If you can't afford steak, there are plenty of other places to eat around here. Just buy some, eat it on the roadside, and you can still listen to music!"
These words enlightened the passersby, but he was occupying a prime spot in the front row to watch the spectacle and was unwilling to give it up.
Then, turning my head, I saw a man standing on a stone bench in the green belt, holding a rice bowl in his hand, eating while watching the commotion, which was quite entertaining.
It was lunchtime, and eating while watching the commotion wasn't as interesting as eating in a restaurant.
Some passersby were also drawn by the sound of the suona horn. Seeing that there was a steak stall being set up and a live performance, those who didn't mind spending money also came over to join in the fun.
This is the first time I've ever come across such an interesting roadside stall.
There were many customers at the stall today. With so many people, it had that street food vibe. Everyone was eating, so there was nothing awkward about it; in fact, it was quite interesting.
Yang Heng forked the whole steak and ate half of it in one bite. Savoring the delicious taste, he felt it wasn't enough and asked in confusion, "Why didn't we order two portions? One wasn't enough!"
This question stumped them.
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