Chapter 141 The Attitude of the Record Store Owner

   Zhou Bai looked at Austin, and secretly felt that he had to find an opportunity to find out his identity again.

  So Zhou Bai smiled at him and said.

   "Then it's agreed. On the afternoon of the 24th, at 6 o'clock.

  Remember to go to the castle and join the party I held. "

   Austin nodded.

   "No problem, I'm always on time.

   I also hope that you will be on time. "

   After Zhou Bai made an appointment with Austin, he continued his cake learning course.

  At 5:45 p.m., Boots drove the car and waited at the door of the bakery in advance.

  At 6 o'clock, Zhou Bai finished class on time.

   “I’m such a good teacher.”

  Austin looked at Zhou Bai's study results and couldn't help boasting.

   "Come over early tomorrow, let's review it again, and then we can leave the teacher."

   Zhou Bai looked at the cake in front of him, and was also very satisfied.

  The learning progress is much faster than he expected.

   After Zhou Bai said goodbye to Austin, he walked out of the bakery.

  Buzz was already standing at the door, opening the car door for Zhou Bai.

  Holding the direction, he asked Zhou Bai.

   "Sir, are we going back to the castle now?"

  He looked at Zhou Bai, with a little anxiety in his eyes.

   It seems that everything is going to the grave, but it still left a little psychological shadow on Boots.

   Zhou Bai, on the other hand, sat in the car and hesitated.

   Only 4 days left.

   And his preparation progress is still a bit slow.

   Especially the record store, he has only been there once so far.

   Thinking of this, Zhou Bai asked Boots.

   "In the car, is there any paper and pen?"

  Booz opened the storage box of the passenger seat.

   "Yes, sir."

   Then he took out a notebook and a pen from inside.

   Zhou Bai took it, took a pen, and began to draw on the notebook.

   Then, he said to Boots.

   "Don't go back to the castle yet.

  You just drive the car to the alley in front, just park there and wait for me. "

  Booz was obviously relieved to hear that Zhou Bai wasn't going to the grave.

   "Yes, sir."

   Then, he drove the car to the location designated by Zhou Bai.

   Zhou Bai looked at the car, parked it beside the alley, looked inside, but fell into deep thought again.

  The alley in front of you, if you go further in, you will see the path leading to the record store.

  Although Zhou Bai told Boots to park the car here.

  However, he was still hesitant about going to that record store.

  Last time, Zhou Bai went to that record store only after hearing the strange sound of music.

  This made Zhou Bai doubt the authenticity of Article 4 of the Christmas Eve Survival Rules.

  【The owner of the record store may tell you that there is no record of the song "Jingle Bells". But don't give up, please be sure to play this song on Christmas Eve. 】

  The song "Jingle Bells" seems to be linked to the interests of "it".

   That is to say, this record store, most likely, has something to do with "it".

  However, the attitude of the old man looking at the store is a bit strange.

  Last time, Zhou Bai didn't buy a record. On the surface, it was because he couldn't understand the title of the song that Zhou Bai said.

   But in fact, is it possible that he didn't want Zhou Bai to buy that record at all?

  Thinking of this, Zhou Bai felt a little confused.

  Whether this record store owner is an enemy or a friend is still unclear.

  So, Zhou Bai thought, at least he should confirm again.

  To see if he is real, he purposely prevented Zhou Bai from buying that record.

  After clearing his mind in the car, Zhou Bai took the notebook and got out of the car.

  He walked along the alley in the direction of the record store.

   On Zhou Bai's finger, where he pricked it with the brooch before, the wound has already healed.

   It's just that when other fingers touch it, there will still be a slight pain, reminding him of what happened on this small road.

   Along the way, the sound of music was no longer heard.

  Relying on his own memory, Zhou Bai walked towards the record store.

  When he walked to the end of the path in his memory, he found that the record store was not open.

  He looked up with some doubts.

  If not, the flashing light sign from last time is still there.

  He might think that the record store he saw the day before yesterday was just his hallucination.

  Zhou Bai stood under the light board, in front of the closed iron gate.

  Take out your phone and check the time on it.

  6:20.

   It is also possible that he came too late.

   During this time period, the store is closed, which seems quite reasonable.

   Zhou Bai comforted himself like this, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

   Right at this moment, an old voice sounded from behind him.

   "Are you here to buy records?"

   Zhou Bai hurriedly turned his head to look.

  However, when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he froze in place.

   It was the old man who was sitting in the record store the day before yesterday who was talking to him.

   It's just that, after seeing each other for a few days, he looks like he has aged several years.

   And it looks more skinny and haggard than before.

   Zhou Bai didn't know what had happened to him, that there would be such a change.

  Suddenly, some forgot to answer.

  Seeing that Zhou Bai didn't speak, the old man didn't continue to ask, but opened the iron gate of the record store, and walked in on his own.

   Zhou Bai looked at his hunched back, and then at the dilapidated record store.

   It just feels like this old man, with this record store, is going to disappear at any moment.

  Zhou Bai reminded himself that business is more important.

   Then put these strange thoughts behind.

   Then walk forward.

  Besides the old man, Zhou Bai wanted to say something to him, so he put his hand next to his ear.

  However, Zhou Bai didn't speak, but directly handed over a notebook and put it in front of him.

   In order to prevent the old man from pretending not to hear clearly, Zhou Bai wrote down his question on the notebook in advance.

   "Do you have a record of the song "Jingle Bells?"

  The eyes of the old man stared at the words on the book, and he was stunned for a while.

   Zhou Bai could see in his eyes that he had understood the content above.

  However, he suddenly waved his hands at Zhou Bai in a panic.

"No no.

  You hurry up. "

   Zhou Bai had expected that he would be rejected.

   It was just the attitude of the old man, but it made him a little puzzled.

  Zhou Bai stared at the old man's expression, always felt that he looked obviously panicked.

   Zhou Bai stood there without moving.

  The old man sat on his stool.

  Turned his head and turned his back to Zhou Bai.

  Put on the look of trying to drive away the guests.

  Zhou Bai had no choice but to take the notebook and walk back the same way.

  (end of this chapter)