"Brother Fei is so versatile. He has so many songs at his fingertips! But please, can you please stop singing English songs? My ears are dying! Also, his voice seems a little hoarse..."
"Brother Yuan is so hardworking! I didn't even know he could play the guitar. He's so handsome!"
"Sister Ling's face is red from the sun, but she is still playing the drums. But she is really smiling so happily. It is another day that I am healed by Sister Ling's smile!"
"Sister Wan and Brother Chen's clothes are soaked through, and their backs are wet against their bodies. It's such a hot day..."
It's cool in the middle of the night in China, so you don't even need to turn on the fan.
But Ye Wan and others in Los Angeles Plaza have been running around to help since afternoon.
At this moment, everyone was sweating and their faces were red from the sun.
But even so, no one complained that they were tired.
Singing.
played.
Distributing gifts.
Although there was no rehearsal in advance, the five people performed their duties and cooperated with Alex and others to complete a small-scale charity party.
As the setting sun spread over the square, Alex and the others prepared to go back as usual.
He solemnly bowed and thanked the pedestrians who came to support and donate money, and everyone played a joyful and peaceful Ode to Joy.
Amidst the melodious notes, Alex and others began to pack up their instruments.
After greeting Alex and Grade, Ye Wan and the other five were also busy returning the table, basket and other things they had just borrowed.
When Alex was packing the piano case, he was shocked by the money in it.
I was just concentrating on playing, and I only occasionally caught a glimpse of someone throwing things into the piano case, but I didn't pay much attention.
But now it seems that he has received much more than he imagined.
Not only for the next month, I'm afraid this year's living expenses will be enough.
"Grade..."
Alex looked at Grad for help.
This is the largest fundraiser they have ever raised in the past two years, and it is also the time they have raised the most money.
But they didn't do it themselves.
They are those kind, beautiful and handsome Chinese men and women.
"Give half to them."
Grad glanced at it and said solemnly: "Although I don't know their purpose, but after thinking about it, no one will refuse the wealth given by God. Sharing half of it is a thank you to them."
"good."
Alex nodded.
5 minutes.
10 minutes.
Half an hour passed by in a blink of an eye. Seeing that everything was packed away, Ye Wan and others went to return the things but they still hadn't come back.
Alex looked anxiously.
"They won't leave, right? I'll go to the restaurant..." to find them
"Alex!"
When there was a call, Alex turned around and saw his companion picking up an envelope from under the ancient snare drum, "It's for you!"
The white envelope also bears the logo of the restaurant in the distance.
It's not so much an envelope as it is a napkin randomly grabbed from the restaurant table.
It just says big Alex on it.
Alex subconsciously looked towards the restaurant in the distance.
Those sparkling Chinese people were like a ray of breeze when they arrived.
There are no traces left when I leave.
Just looking at the thickness, Alex seemed to have guessed what it was.
When I opened it, sure enough, it was a wad of money.
The maximum denomination is 100, and the minimum denomination is 1. A thick stack of money has odd and whole coins, old and new.
It looks like they gave them all the money they could get!
Seeing black writing in the napkin, Alex gave the coin to Grad and opened the napkin.