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"You...... What are you doing......" Yang Chan leaned back shyly, this was just an instinctive reaction, but in fact, Yang Chan was very happy about Lu Yifan's sudden attack.

"'Touched' Tang Mengyao's buttocks, scratched your 'chest', this is the rain 'dew', don't be jealous!" Lu Yifan said narcissistically as he 'touched' his chin.

The chick's 'boobs' are really big!

Not to mention that one hand can't be mastered, it's difficult to master both hands!

Yang Chan was also amused by Lu Yifan: "Are you so narcissistic?

Glancing at the time, it was almost time for school.

After thinking about it, Lu Yifan said: "Lao Yang, didn't you say a while ago that you want to find a part-time job at night?

"Yes, yes...... But when I told you about this a while ago, wasn't you reprimanded me and told me to study hard?" Yang Chan said suspiciously.

Brother has helped you 'get' the guaranteed quota, and you're still learning a fart!

"Isn't it my mother who just opened a small restaurant and needs help at night? Lu Yifan explained.

"Auntie has finally opened a restaurant! Okay, okay, I'll help, I don't have to give me any money, just take care of the meal." Hearing that Lu Yifan regarded Yang Chan as his own, Yang Chan's heart was as sweet as eating honey.

"Don't mind, help is help, money still has to be given. I won't give you more, I'll pay you the hourly rate of your part-time job at KFC, and how about two meals in the morning and evening?"

"Okay! great!" Yang Chan was 'excited'.

"Call your brother in a moment and follow me directly to my mother's shop. ”

After school, Lu Yifan took Yang Chan to a snack street not very far from Jiangdong No. 1 Middle School.

At night, the street becomes very crowded and lively.

Not only are all kinds of barbecue stalls and night market stalls set up, but from time to time there will be one or two young people with guitars or accordions, going back and forth between the stalls, allowing people to order songs to make a living.

Lu Yifan's mother opened a barbecue restaurant around the corner of the street.

The store is not big, after all, this is Jiangdong, where every inch of land is valuable, and the geographical location is not very good, so the business seems a little deserted.

"Xiaofan is back!" Seeing that Lu Yifan was back, Mother Lu put down the work in her hand and walked over with a smile.

"Come on, Lao Yang, meet your parents, meet your parents!" Say hello!" Lu Yifan grabbed Yang Chan's delicate little hand and said with a smile.

"Good evening, Auntie. Yang Chan said a little shyly.

Mother Lu knows Yang Chan, although this girl has eaten her free breakfast for three years, but she has also helped herself a lot in private, and Mother Lu still recognizes this helper.

"It's a pity that the child's face is ......," Lu's mother sighed in her heart that God was unfair.

Tall, hot, skinny, and 'fine' facial features, she should have been a peerless beauty, but she was ruined by a large piece of terrible birthmarks.

Yang Chan was born poor since she was a child, so it is natural for her to work.

As night falls, the snack street is crowded.

The lights reflected the darkness, and the colorful 'color' brilliance turned on the lively long street, like a fish dragon, very noisy.

Lu Yifan was not polite, and ate twenty or thirty skewers of roast 'meat' tendons and five roasted 'chicken' wings at home, and drank a glass of draft beer.

After being full of wine and food, Lu Yifan looked around and found that although the business on his side's side was not bad, it was still much worse than the stalls in the center of the snack street.

Thinking about it, Lu Yifan understood the truth.

Barbecue, everyone makes the same taste, naturally the store business is good in a good location.

"No, I have to help my mom with the business. ”

While pondering, a young man with a guitar case and long hair stopped not far from the stall.

He removed the box, placed it in front of him, and adjusted the guitar to sing and make money.

However, listening to the process of playing the guitar, Lu Yifan couldn't help but shake his head.

The skill of playing is too shallow, and the sound can only be said to be better than the average person, and there is no very outstanding place, so that although there are many pedestrians coming and going, most of them just glance at it and leave, and few people invest money, even if they do, it is only one piece or two, and there are even those who invest a 'dime' money.

After thinking for a while, Lu Yifan stepped forward and patted the man's arm: "Dude, can you borrow your guitar and use it?"

"What are you doing?" the young man glanced at Lu Yifan vigilantly.

"I'm from a barbecue stand over there, and I want to use your guitar to get some business. If you make money, it's yours, how about you have a barbecue if you can't make money?" Lu Yifan smiled.

When the young man heard this, he seemed to have no loss.

Anyway, if you continue to sing, you won't be able to earn money for a barbecue, so it's better to lend it to this teenager.

"Cheng, I lent it to you. But don't blame me for not reminding you that people who come here aren't very interested in music, and I don't think your guitar is going to be very viable. The young man said.

Lu Yifan smiled and did not refute him.

Back at his store, he plucked the strings with his fingers a few times to a point where his fingers were comfortable.

Facing the crowded streets, I slowly played the familiar melody and brewed the feeling in my heart.

Overhead, the faint white street lamp light fell, reflecting everything white, and the edge part shone on the left half of Lu Yifan's body, illuminating half of his face, while the other half was silent in the lonely darkness.

He slowly opened his mouth to sing, and the voice possessed an indescribable magnetic 'nature', the tone of which was enough to penetrate the human body and reach the depths of the soul.

"You're snowing in the 'bright' sun of the south. ”

This lyric is accompanied by the amplification of the sound, which is full of rendering on the snack street, seeping into people's hearts, just like thick ink spreading on white rice paper, no one can stop the rendering of the combination of particles with each other, because it goes straight to the softest part of the human heart.

The pedestrians walking in front of Lu Yifan stopped involuntarily.

Lu Ma and Yang Chan, who were working, were also stunned and followed the singing, casting surprised eyes.

Facing the eyes of hundreds of gatherers, Lu Yifan's face remained unchanged and he sang the lyrics of the second sentence.

"I am in the cold night of the north, and the four seasons are like 'spring'. ”

More and more pedestrians stopped to listen to the song, and in front of this small barbecue stand, a small fan formed a circle.

"If it's too late before dark, I'll forget your eyes. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Yang Chan, who was still holding a green onion in her hand next to her, trembled slightly at the corner of her mouth, as if she was touched by this song.