"Call the police! Must be a broke Beijing Drifter artist!"
"Hahaha, you know, I also met one before, a street performer insisting he'd become a big star someday... asked the boss to treat him to a meal..."
Amidst the mocking laughter of the onlookers, the man unhurriedly took out his cello from the case.
When this cello emerged, it made Lin Tian grimace as well.
Anyone who loves cellos would hate to see this.
Yet another battle-damaged cello, with so many scratches on the body that Lin Tian couldn't begin to count them.
Considering the man's earlier act of using the bow to knock on a bowl.
It seemed like smashing someone with the cello wasn't off the table either.
The things Lin Tian wanted to see Gan Yanyu do seemed to often happen with this man.
Watching the man set up the battered cello, Lin Tian almost felt like selling him on his and Gan Yanyu's cello.
"Listen up!"
