Fu Tiao felt that he had not seen Mr. Brotz for a long time since the start of the game. He did not expect to see Mr. Brotz in this place. He felt that he had recovered a lot from his tired body and was slightly excited.

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"Mr. Brotz, you're actually here tonight?"

"Of course! I have been paying attention to ticket sales for a long time. I even asked my friends to help get tickets. You have to know that the Chopin International Piano Competition is not just a competition in Poland, it is actually a global competition.

For a game of this nature, even if we are Polish, it is very difficult to buy tickets for this game. If we didn’t have some connections, we probably wouldn’t have been able to buy this ticket.”

Broz picked up a ticket and waved it in front of Fu Tiao's face, his expression extremely proud.

It seems that it is not easy to grab this ticket, even if this ticket is only a ticket to the top of the mountain at the farthest point, the price is the lowest.

Seeing Brotz like this, Fu Diao couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "If you want an autograph, I can actually sign it for you alone. I can even bring you a record specially and sign it for you on the back. No.

You need to come here specifically to queue up. You see there are so many people queuing up now and it’s so late..."

"What's wrong? Do you dislike me?" Brotz pretended to be angry and said, "Don't look at me like this. I was very strong when I was young, until I was shot in the knee."

"ah???"

"No, just kidding, I wasn't even born when we attacked Poland."

"ah……"

Broz joked to Fu Diao, but Fu Diao didn't seem to understand what he meant. He could only say helplessly: "No, I just remember that when I lived in your house, your legs and feet didn't seem to be the same.

It’s very convenient, and I went to bed very early at night. If I remember correctly, I might have gone to bed at eight or nine in the evening, and now..."

Fu Diao glanced at the clock beside him.

"It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, almost ten-thirty, so I never thought that Mr. Brotz was still awake."

"It's okay, it's okay. It doesn't matter if you sleep a little late sometimes." Broz waved his hands with a smile, turned his head and looked behind him. He was about to say something, but found that the expression of the person behind him was very resentful, and his mood immediately changed.

After a slight interruption, he turned his head slightly embarrassed and continued.

"The main thing is the bet I made with you at that time. If you can pass the preliminaries of the Chopin International Piano Competition, I will give you 3,000 zloty. If you can get a better result in the Chopin International Piano Competition, then... I will give you 3,000 zlotys."

You are more! Do you remember?"

"I seem to remember, but I remember Broz that you had already given me the 3,000 zloty before, and I thought this was over..."

"No! It's not over!" Broz took out a bulging envelope from his pocket, pushed it to Fu Diao, and said softly.

"This is 5,000 euros. This is your personal reward for winning the Chopin International Piano Competition."

"5,000 euros?" Fu Tiao was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. He immediately stood up and refused to Broz: "No, the 3,000 zloty you gave me before, Mr. Broz, was already a lot. This 5,000 euros

, almost 20,000 zlotys, this price is much higher than the previous 3,000 zlotys, and..."

"No, you are worth the price! I never thought that the little boy dragging a huge suitcase on a rainy day could actually get such a high score. He would actually be the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition! Even if I go back half a year

I would never have imagined this before!”

Broz looked at Fu Diao's tone and said softly: "Although you are not my child, or some of my relatives, I am really happy to see that you can get such high results.

, I am very happy that I was able to help you with a little kindness. I am really, very happy."

"But, this money is too much." Fu Diao touched the 5,000 euros in his hand and felt it was extremely hot.

Broz put his hand gently on Fu Diao's hand holding the envelope, and shook his head slightly: "No, you won this, or do you want to use your Chinese etiquette with me, please give in three times and give in four times?"

? If you insist, I can do this with you."

"No……"

Fu Tiao felt the warmth in Brotz's palm and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he sighed, put the money under the inner pocket of his suit, and said with a helpless smile, "This money happens to be the third place prize.

Mr. Brotz, you have given us a new third place."

When Broz saw Fu Tiao accepting the money, he immediately laughed and said: "Haha, if you want, I can also give you a new first place, it's not just 30,000 euros, I'm still alive."

After all this time, 30,000 euros can still be spent."

"No, don't! Don't do it. I'm under greater psychological pressure when you look like this!" Fu Tiao refused immediately without any hesitation.

After receiving 5,000 euros from Broz, he was already a little bit intolerant. If he received another 30,000 euros, Fu Tiao felt that he might not be able to survive this hurdle in his life.

He still lives in a small house in the Polish countryside, and there is only one heating source, but he charges him 30,000 euros. What kind of vampire is this? Even those who chew on the elderly do not chew on the elderly like this.

He would rather play another game than have these strangers suddenly give him money.

Giving some cheap and thoughtful gifts is better than giving money.

Broz didn't care. After seeing Fu Diao's refusal, he nodded casually, spread his hands and said, "Okay, since you insist, then so be it. I wish you good luck in your artistic career. If nothing else happens, I will always

I will support you until I die."

"Thank you, but this sentence seems a bit disgusting. It feels like a fanatic fan said it to his idol."

"Idol? Haha, then you can also consider me your fan."

Let's talk. Broz patted Fu Diao on the shoulder, took out a record from his pocket, and said with a smile: "Okay, big star, sign it for me, old man. This one came out of my house."

A big star!"

"OK!"

Fu Tiao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, picked up a pen and wrote on the inside of the record box, "To Mr. Brotz, all the best, Fu Tiao."

As the last stroke fell, Fu Diao handed the record in his hand to Brotz and said with a smile: "I wish you all the best, Mr. Brotz."

"Similarly, I wish you all the best in your future artistic career."

Broz smiled at Fu Diao, then turned around and left without any hesitation, returning the space to Fu Diao.

Although the two talked a lot, it was actually just a very brief exchange. The people behind did not wait particularly long. After Broz left, he quickly caught up.

Audiences lined up one after another, and Fu Tiao smiled at everyone and signed autographs. His fingers were even a little sore when he signed, and his face froze in laughter.

He couldn't remember how many albums he sold, he just signed autographs for everyone.

While signing autographs and blessings to one audience after another, he inexplicably thought of those idol stars. He felt frightened when he thought that they might have to work so hard to sign autographs and even smile with a business-like smile for several years.

As for those Japanese girl groups, it is said that they can still sell hand-holding coupons at their autograph signings. It feels even more disgusting and terrifying to have their hands touched by a group of inexplicable people with smiles on their faces.

Therefore, even if his fans are very ordinary and all of them are gentlemen, he has already felt enough with such a signing event once. If he is asked to do it a second or third time, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

Even if we want to do it in the future, we will definitely have to wait for a while, maybe wait until a few years later.

Maybe by then he can save a whole set of albums and sell them instead of just one record.

How much can a record sell for?

Those sets of records are so expensive!

Fu Tiao was so confused that he even had to sign autographs for the people in front of him. He didn't even pay attention to Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin who walked in front of him and came to him to buy albums and sign autographs.

Because there were too many people, Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin had finished signing, and Fu Tiao's position was not yet available.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin felt envious and sympathetic.

There are many fans who envy Fu Diao and sympathize with Fu Diao for signing so many autographs and not finishing them yet.

Looking at the people behind me, I can tell that almost a hundred more people need to sign up before the signing can be completed.

And now at this time, it is already almost one or two in the morning.

From the end of Fu Tiao's performance, to chatting and meeting with everyone, to signing the first person's autograph, to now, almost more than four hours have passed.

By the time the last person signed, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

The urban area of ​​Warsaw, Poland, has become very quiet, with few people staying in the city center. Everyone returned to their homes to sleep early.

The whole city became particularly quiet.

Even in the corners of the city, those club-type places that are often used as nightclubs, discotheques, etc. are already very quiet, and the whole city seems to have fallen asleep at this time.

This intoxicating sense of tranquility is also brought to the concert hall.

With the last "thank you", Fu Diao sent away the last portion of fans. He raised his head in confusion and looked at the man in front of him. Just as he was about to reach out to sign his autograph, the man hugged Fu Diao's hand with great excitement.

, said excitedly.

"Fu Diao! Did you know? Your autograph signing today broke the record! Your album sold almost more than 5,000 copies, and the entire concert hall only accommodates about 1,000 people, which is equivalent to 5 copies per capita!

You are very likely to get 40,000 euros! This directly exceeds your previous first place, plus the total amount of the award for the best concerto!"

"ah?"

Fu Tiao was shaken by the hand held by the man in front of him, and his head was in a daze. After being stunned for a long time, he said blankly: "How...how deep?"

It took too long to sign people's autographs, and it was too late now, which made Fu Tiao's head a little confused. All he could think about now was sleepiness, and he just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep as soon as possible. He didn't think about anything else.

But after seeing He Shen, his mind gradually became clearer. He sat on the chair again and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Sorry, I signed too many signatures today, my head is a little blurry..."

"Indeed, after I saw the number of records you sold, I felt a little stupid."

He Shensen felt the same and sat next to Fu Diao, patted his back, and handed Fu Diao a cup of cold, but not full, coffee: "No, drink a cup of coffee to refresh yourself."

Fu Diao looked at the coffee, then glanced at He Shen beside him. Not knowing what was going on, he suddenly asked: "This coffee... is it that you have drank before?"
To be continued...