Li Wenyan clenched her pink fists and wanted to beat Lu Chong up, but found that Lu Chong had already run away.

When Li Wenyan returned to school and went to the restaurant for dinner, other students stared at her with strange eyes.

She felt very confused.

A female classmate who was close to her couldn't help but ask, "Wen Yan, have you been going to beat Lu Chong? Why are you bruised and swollen now? You won't be beaten by him, right?"

Li Wenyan touched the red spots on her face that had not yet subsided, and said with a wry smile: "I am allergic to pollen! I wasn't beaten by him, but his little arms and calf still wanted to beat me!"

The little arm and calves in Li Wenyan took a car and rushed to Qinghe Flower Market to find Jinzui Molan.

The trend of stir-frying orchids and plants has not yet swept across the country, so few orchids are sold in Qinghe Flower Market.

Lu Chong visited the entire market and barely found a house. He found that there was no golden molan. The only pot left was bought by Li Wenyan not long ago and was eaten by Lu Chong.

Lu Chong looked at other flowers and found that other flowers, including other varieties of orchids, were all without spiritual energy, or there was also extremely thin and there was no need to take them at all.

He speculated that Li Wenyan's pot of golden orchids probably grew up in a very special place and was very full of spiritual energy, so he became a prosperous golden orchid. Other orchids did not have that kind of environment, so they would not have the chance to become spiritual herbs.

He asked the flower shop owner: "Boss, where did you dig that pot of golden-mouthed molan?"

He wanted to find that place full of spiritual energy.

The flower shop owner shook his head and said, "I have passed the pot of flowers several times, and I don't know very well where it was."

Lu Chong left the flower market in disappointment. As soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly heard his stomach growling.

It turned out that I had been busy saving Li Wenyan's father, but I didn't have time to eat lunch.

Now he is only at the first level of Qi Refining Stage, and his cultivation is far from the state of fasting. When he is hungry, he can only eat like an ordinary person.

Not far from the flower market, there is a large restaurant. It is frequently visited by the flower market and a commercial city. There are quite a few people eating at lunch, and hundreds of people can eat up the upper floor and downstairs.

Lu Chong ordered four dishes and five bowls of rice alone, and finished all the meals in surprise eyes of the people around him.

He was helpless. Whether it was the Tongtian Art or the Entertainment Immortal Cultivation Lesson, they were all methods of cultivating both qi and body. If you refine your body, you would need to consume a lot of energy. Now the spiritual energy is thin, and most of the medicinal materials do not have spiritual energy. The medicine is not practical to replenish, so let’s replenish it first.

When he finished his meal and was about to pay, he was shocked to find that his wallet was not on his body. Maybe he had drunk too much in the morning and his wallet was in the classroom. Moreover, his cell phone was not on his body, so he couldn't help but ask his classmates to send money.

When Lu Chong was helpless, he suddenly saw a guitar hanging on the wall behind the owner of the hotel.

He walked up and said to the boss: "Boss, sorry, I forgot to bring my wallet. Otherwise, I will sing and help you attract some customers as a meal money!"

The boss looked up and down at Lu Chong and asked suspiciously: "Handsome guy, can you sing? Don't let me attract customers at that time, but I will scare all my customers away. That's not good!"

"Then I will sing a song to you in a low voice," Lu Chong coughed lightly and sang: "Get up! People who don't want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall..."

The reason why he sang the national anthem was purely helpless because the songs he could sing in the last life almost disappeared in the cracks of time and space in this time and space, and what he could sang were the national anthem "March of the Volunteers", "Singing the Motherland" and "Nanniwan". If he sang those popular songs, he would basically have written his own original lyrics and composed. How about the copyright protection of the knowledge of this time and space? He didn't know much about it. If he just finished singing here and then became someone else's, wouldn't it be unfair?

After listening to Lu Chong's singing, the boss's eyes lit up and couldn't help but exclaim: "The national anthem is very simple. All Chinese people can sing the national anthem, but how many people can really sing it well? And the singing is as beautiful as you, and people still want to listen to it, very few! You are still a high school student. Listen to your words, you must take the music school in the future and be a singer. With your strength and image, you may be even more popular than Cai Heqing in the future!"

Lu Chong thought of Cai Shiqing singing a song thousands of times in his life, and couldn't help but sweat in his forehead: "Boss, it's too late. I'm in my third year of high school, science!"

The boss couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, such a good voice and such a good image! It's too wasteful to be a technician!"

"Don't worry, I'm determined not to be a technician!" Lu Chong smiled and said, "Boss, can I sing outside your door?"

The boss smiled and said, "Of course! Your voice is much better than me back then. I can sing even, you can definitely sing!"

Lu Chong looked at the boss, who was in his thirties, had a national face, unshaven beard, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, a shawl hair, and leather pants. He was simply a replica of Wang Banbi. He must have been a rock singer back then.

"Now that meal time is almost over, you can't bring in a few customers. This is how you go outside to sing," the boss handed the guitar to Lu Chong and gave him a hat: "When I was singing on the street, saving money piece by piece, and finally..."

Lu Chong thought he was going to tell an inspirational story about saving money to open a store, so he listened attentively.

The boss continued, "In the end, my father-in-law saw that I couldn't make it anymore, so he gave me some money and opened this store. My music dream was killed. Young man, take this guitar and go to fulfill my music dream for me!"

The boss said it was very sensational. With Teacher Wang's style, Lu Chong couldn't help but be infected by him and asked emotionally: "Brother, are you going to give me this guitar?"

The boss smiled and said, "I think beautifully! Make enough money and return the guitar! I have a hat!"

When Lu Chong was about to go out, he suddenly remembered the copyright issue and turned around to ask the hotel owner of the father who looked a bit like Zhang Ziyi's daughter: "I want to sing the song I wrote myself, will there be copyright issues?"

The boss took out a recorder and a blank tape and smiled and said, "As long as you record your songs now and register at the copyright office, no one dares to pirate your copyright!"

"Then I'm relieved, thank you so much!" Lu Chong was relieved immediately, carrying a guitar, a hat, a recorder and a magnetic tape to the entrance of the restaurant.

This restaurant is frequently visited by the flower market and the trade city, and there are many people coming and going.

Lu Chong put down his hat, carried a guitar, and picked a few chords. The guitar sound was pretty good. What song should he sing? What songs should he sing? What songs are suitable for street singing?
Chapter completed!