Mastering entertainment: starting with identification

Chapter 15 Artists on the Skybridge
After successfully negotiating the conditions, Zhang Qinghuan hummed a little tune and entered the office.

After this incident, Zhang Qinghuan believed that a healthy eating plan for several people should be put on the agenda.

Although this time Chopin's problem may not be in diet.But a good diet and good physical condition are always good for their development.

Zhang Qinghuan wrote down the diet list given by the system and glanced at it.Five-day recipes, each day has different foods, but maintains the best eating habits.

But Zhang Qinghuan knew that everyone would not be able to get used to this recipe in a while.A healthy diet often means quitting most of the things people like to eat, such as heavy oil, heavy salt, high sugar and so on.

The so-called healthy diet refers to some diet plans provided by most nutritionists on the market.Even if you can't achieve very high results within a certain period of time, it is difficult to get abdominal muscles.He is very good at taking care of his body and other aspects, and after a month or two, his energy and spirit have improved to a certain extent.

Such customized recipes are probably not available in the company canteen, and it is almost impossible for the company's big pot canteen to serve private individuals.Even if they are traffic kings and queens, they just go out to eat by themselves.

After some thought, Zhang Qinghuan thought that he could only go outside to find customized recipes.

Zhang Qinghuan walked under the company's building, and a gust of cold wind blew into Zhang Qinghuan's collar, making Zhang Qinghuan shiver.

Hiding his neck under his collar, he clicked on the thousand-degree map and headed towards the hotel closest to the company.

Zhang Qinghuan looked up at the pedestrian bridge in front of him, and there seemed to be a different kind of fireworks.Zhang Qinghuan stretched his cold hands into his back, and casually touched the fine sweat that had just appeared.

After finishing all this, Zhang Qinghuan raised his feet and stepped into the countless stairs.

Hum. Hum came, the sound of the erhu came, and the trembling of the strings was like the bleak leaves, showing the meaning of dusk.

It was an old man with a white beard, wearing a certain retro round hat, sitting on a small bamboo bench.The sound continued to come out, and the old man's body swayed slightly.

Many people gathered around the old man, listening to the ancient voice.Some children took the banknotes from their parents and handed them to the old man.The old man just shook his head, and the people around him stopped doing so when they saw what the old man meant.

Zhang Qinghuan is also one of the people surrounded. Although the music of the two worlds is very different, has the feeling of the music changed?

Although the old man in front of him was half a hundred, Zhang Qinghuan had the urge to sign a contract with him.

But Zhang Qinghuan knew that this was impossible, and he was filled with emotion.

[Release task: "In this street, find a person with a single ability value of 80 or more, and sign him, the reward is unknown. 】

Zhang Qinghuan, who had just had a little turmoil in his heart, was a little surprised. Looking around, he saw a pedestrian bridge.Say long is not long, say short is not short.There are all kinds of stalls: matryoshka carpets, singer stalls, and the Erhu old man area in front of you.

After the old man's song ended, Zhang Qinghuan walked towards other stalls, wanting to use the identification technique to check their values.But Zhang Qinghuan did not check the old Erhu man's numerical value. The old artist's persistence cannot be described in numerical terms.

Zhang Qinghuan found his target, and the first thing he checked was the middle-aged uncle in the nesting doll area.Although Zhang Qinghuan knew that this uncle was unlikely to be his target, he still insisted on the idea that he would rather kill one thousand by mistake and not let one go.

[Character: Wang Dazhuang]

【Age: 40】

[Influence: 430]

【Music: 18(23)】

[Art: 8 (12)]

[Performing Arts: 64 (64)]

[Literature: 20 (32)]

[Achievement: King of Carpet Matryoshka]

Zhang Qinghuan: "?"

Zhang Qinghuan was a little puzzled, the achievements of the system were really strange.But there is some truth to it, the uncle probably bought goods from other stalls, and then opened his own stall, using the things he bought to set up a stall.Matryoshka ability value +n.

The acting value is 64, which proves that the Wang Dazhuang in front of him is also a person with acting skills.Soon Wang Dazhuang showed Zhang Qinghuan what it means to come when you say it.

A young man who looked very accurate stood in front of Wang Dazhuang's matryoshka stall with his girlfriend.

"Boss, come 20 laps."

"Okay, here you are."

The young man pushed up the glasses on his nose and started his journey of matryoshka dolls.

Soon, ten circles flew out.They didn't hit [-]% of the hits, but they hit eight. Wang Dazhuang, who set up the stall, looked a little ugly.

What surprised Zhang Qinghuan was that after Wang Dazhuang picked up the items that the young man had collected, he handed them to the young man and his girlfriend.A line of tears slowly flowed down when the thing was handed out, and it was displayed in front of the two of them.

Wang Dazhuang turned his head silently, raised his right arm covered with plastic rings, and wiped away his tears.

The young man's girlfriend couldn't bear to see it. She stretched out her hand and pulled the young man's sleeve, indicating that he should give up the circle behind.

The young man also understood what his girlfriend meant, and handed the circle in his hand to Wang Dazhuang.

"Boss, forget about the rest, I'll send you off."

"Thank you." Wang Dazhuang replied with a slightly trembling voice after taking it.

The young man took his girlfriend and left with the spoils, after the two walked away.Zhang Qinghuan looked at Wang Dazhuang with a triumphant smile, indescribably treacherous.

Now Zhang Qinghuan knew that this person's acting skills were in this kind of place.

In her previous life, Zhang Qinghuan didn't like to study when she was young.He is very good at such things as the ring machine, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he can hit every shot, and he is called the king of fast accuracy by his classmates.

In the first rebirth, Zhang Qinghuan decided to act and teach Wang Dazhuang a small lesson.

"Twenty circles." Zhang Qinghuan handed out the 50 yuan in his hand.

"Okay, please." Wang Dazhuang said the same as before.

Zhang Qinghuan took the circle and looked at the back row of items.Shaking his wrist lightly, the circle landed on the item in the last row, encircling it.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the circles fell on things one by one.

The circle kept falling, and Wang Dazhuang kept rubbing the hair on the top of his head, looking a little anxious.

Then Zhang Qinghuan saw Wang Dazhuang repeating his old tricks, and tears flowed down again. He didn't speak, but just looked at Zhang Qinghuan directly.

Having learned from the past, Zhang Qinghuan naturally ignored him, and the twenty circles were quickly used up, and Wang Dazhuang's stall was also empty.

Wang Dazhuang's face turned black, he threw all his things in front of Zhang Qinghuan, and silently cleaned up the mess.

There are many passers-by on the overpass, and there are also many children.

Zhang Qinghuan stood in front of Wang Dazhuang's stall and distributed all the small toys to the children who refused to leave after looking at the toys.

(End of this chapter)