Chapter 2362

The night wind is blowing, and the empty streets seem to have dissipated the summer heat. Zhuoyang is walking alone in the market street of St. Louis, and he is still making self mockery for his dirty guess just now.

In fact, I can't blame him for thinking too much. Yumei used to be les, but she didn't seem to be anymore, but she seemed to be again a while ago. I don't understand. When reesa was famous in Hanyin University 11 years ago, her charm was originally male and female.

As a result, his guess almost annoyed the two nvxia, so he had to pay for it in a hurry, and then he punished himself with three cups to get through.

However, with the seemingly uncomfortable speculation, the atmosphere became active. Originally, the three had not seen each other for a long time, so they were a little restrained.

A long meal, topics from football to music, from Europe to the United States, in addition to tacitly do not talk about each other's past, and even talk about Koko.

Naturally, they all knew that Yumei had even met real people. At that year's Warsaw "forever Chopin" New Year's concert, she was overwhelmed by the unique elegance of Koko at a glance.

Although risakova has not seen Konko with her own eyes, she can see Zhuoyang's expression flying without any concealment when she talks about Konko. However, due to her age and experience, she can carefully hide some taste in her eyes.

the hotel on both sides is not far away. The straight distance is only 800 meters. Walking on the open street, Zhuoyang's step is as easy as playing a serenade.

Americans don't have many real art appreciation cells, but Lombardy restaurant is an authentic Italian restaurant. Although the owner is a second generation, he still retains a strong and traditional Italian style, and there is a piano beside the wall.

At the request of Yumei, Zhuoyang is excited to play for the reunion of old friends. Then it became an on-demand audience. Yumei was a naughty girl. She searched her heart and soul to come up with the title of the track for Zhuoyang to play.

Yumei is not a classical music fan. All she knows about serious music are familiar names. She has no difficulty in playing.

Lisa, who has been listening with a smile, can't help but play four hands with Zhuoyang on the piano key. Eleven years ago, they often played like this. After eleven years, some tacit understanding seemed to remain.

Her major was not piano, but classical music theory and production. However, piano is the king of musical instruments. Students of Hanyin university are not unfamiliar with piano no matter what major they major in.

When she was completely relaxed, she couldn't help but play her favorite piece, Piano Concerto No. 5 in E flat major, and Beethoven's Emperor Concerto.

There are many stories in this song. Zhuoyang would never touch it again for a while, but now it doesn't matter. When it bounces up again, there is no disturbance in my heart.

It can be seen that resakova is deeply intoxicated in this piece of music. This accompanying song is the scene she dreams of.

When a piece is played, both the player and the listener are happy.

at the end of market street is the grand arch square, which is not very big. On the other side of the square is the Mississippi River. It came out of the Rockies and traveled all the way to St. Louis with great momentum.

It's time for Qu Zhong to leave. There are only three guests left in the restaurant. The boss is very good. Although he said that he was a Cagliari fan, he didn't worry about proofing, and finally accepted the signature of the former AC Milan player with a smile.

Even if it was close, Zhuoyang insisted on sending Yumei and Ruisha into the lobby of the hotel. It's very late. It's not good to bother them again. Besides, people who have masters of famous flowers should pay attention to avoid the suspicion.

Back in the room, Yumei is still happy like a bird, but Raisa is a little trance, seems very tired. But after washing, the excited Yumei soon gave out a slight snore, while some tired risakova stayed up all night.

Zhuoyang turns around and leaves the Hilton Hotel. There are no pedestrians on the street. The night life in the United States is hidden in deep lights, not on the street.

Even though it is very close to the city center, the market street, which is not the main road, is now quiet. Don't worry about being surrounded by fans any more, and there is no sign of a taxi where you can see them. Zhuoyang then walks towards the fulch hotel where Real Madrid is staying.

Just north of the square at the end of the street, next to the Mississippi River, it's ten minutes away.

Still immersed in the joy of reuniting with his old friends, Zhuoyang did not notice the Chevrolet car parked on the road opposite the hotel gate. Someone in the back seat had been staring at him, with a camera in his hand.

Just now, when he walked in with Yumei and Raisa to the front door of the store, the camera in the car kept flashing.

St. Louis is not a very prosperous city in the United States. The square at the end of the market street is well lit. In contrast, it is a little dark here.

Xuefulai car starts quietly and slowly follows Zhuoyang.

Zhuoyang didn't realize that he was still humming a song and walked briskly outside. In fact, before today, Zhuoyang was disconnected from Yumei and Ruisha. That's what friends are like. If they don't get in touch for a long time, they will feel abrupt if they want to say something more. It's also inevitable that they will get separated.But tonight's encounter gave each other a good reason to get back in touch later. These are the two girls he used to like. Although he won't have any more ideas, it's always pleasant to find them back as friends.

Zhuoyang has redefined his emotional experience since he met Konko.

Coco is his only, his first love.

After the car stopped, the driver's door opened, the tall and thin man came out and put on Zhuoyang, their distance was approaching rapidly.

Because of the pre-season training with the team, the bodyguard leader Brent Wilder will not follow. Real Madrid is a collective activity, with its own security, and the reception side will also have corresponding security measures.

But on this hot and dark night, Zhuoyang is alone.

Zhuo Yang is playing with his mobile phone with his head down, wondering if he is going to send a text message to Konko, or go back to the hotel and dial directly. Anyway, it is not far away, and he will go out of the market street soon.

When the crisis comes, human beings will foresee the danger ahead of time, which is a talent left over from the age of drinking blood. But as we grow up and experience too much turbidity, this talent of the vast majority of people will be quietly consumed, only the simple children still retain it.

Zhuoyang retains this talent. Prediction is what he is better than others.

Suddenly, Zhuoyang turned around when he was on alert.

The tall and thin man, who had approached three meters left, was taking it out of his pocket.