Just look at the starting point of the landing, there is a helmsman, the little servant street excitedly fell two bowls, but unfortunately there is no manuscript, otherwise I will add ten more, well, the current yard, so miserable.

"That, I don't know what songs to sing" Yang Yunruo pulled the strings helplessly, for a while he really didn't think of what songs he could sing, sometimes too many choices will make him have no choice, Yang Yunruo is burdened with a world of music, these can almost be said to be his own original, and he really can't find any songs to sing for a while.

"You can do anything, the girl on the other side can look at it. Chen Zixuan blinked his eyes and reminded Yang Yunruo.

Is it okay to "...... this", if you sing it yourself, will the fans think that you want to the fans, and it will feel black, forget it.

"Ding Dong ......" Yang Yunruo plucked the strings hard, and everyone stopped whispering and talking, and quietly listened to Yang Yunruo sing.

"Will you remember tomorrow

Yesterday you wrote in your diary

Do you still think about it tomorrow?

You used to cry the most

The teachers can't remember it anymore

You can't guess the problem

I also flipped through the photos by accident

I just remembered you at the same table

Who married you sentimental

Who read your diary

Who coils up your long hair

Who made you a wedding dress......"

Except for the two elderly men who were still clinking glasses and drinking with each other, almost the entire carriage slowly put down what they were doing and listened. A few middle-aged people dressed in the shape of dogs even silently left tears and secretly wiped them there.

Hu Zhijian took the notebook that Chen Zixuan had placed on the desk of the small class, and wrote something on it.

"What are you doing?" Chen Zixuan stared at Hu Zhijian, opening his mouth and changing the shape of his mouth=. Although he didn't make a sound, Hu Zhijian knew what she was talking about. Hu Zhijian pointed to the notebook in Chen Zixuan's hand, and by the way, he also had a heart.

'You are my tablemate, and I want to dress you in my wedding dress myself.' Chen Zixuanmei glanced at Hu Zhijian angrily, but her heart was sweet, even the red flutter was very cute, and her eyes were blurry, as if the whole room was pink.

"Come together," Yang Yunruo patted Hu Zhijian and shouted at everyone. When I watched the concert, if the star said this, the following echoed like this, but I don't know if the people who take the train are more shy or introverted, and few people echo. A few people sang along, and when they heard that no one was following, they all stopped and closed their mouths. Only Hu Zhijian was named by Yang Yunruo and had to sing along. Fortunately, I photographed Hu Zhijian, otherwise I don't know how embarrassing it would be. Yang Yunruo sneered in his heart.

"Who meets sentimental you

Who comforts you who love to cry

Who read the letter I wrote to you

Who threw it in the wind

The old days are gone

I will have my wife too

I'll show her pictures too

Tell her about you at the same table

Who married you sentimental

Who comforts you who love to cry

Who coils up your long hair

Who made you a wedding dress......"

At the end of the song, the audience applauded politely.

"What kind of song is this, it's very good" Zhou Hong smiled embarrassedly, and it was clear that this song was singing at the same table, and she was Yang Yunruo's tablemate. It's just that what is dressed to get married, after all, she is still a big girl from the mountains, even if she is married, she is not a young woman who accepts trendy ideas, and she doesn't dare to look at Yang Yunruo at all. The face itself is not white, and the congestion is a little purple.

"You at the same table. Yang Yunruo said: "How about it, it's good." ”

"Okay, listen to ......," Zhou Hongqi said Aidi. The sun shone in through the window, and he looked at Yang Yunruo against the backlight, as if he was emitting golden light. I don't know if it was because I hadn't met by chance for a few years and became cordial, or if Yang Yunruo had already become good-looking. Zhou Hong looked at Yang Yunruo, and for a while, he watched idol dramas when he was middle-aged, and felt that Yang Yunruo was very handsome. Half-length hair, shaved bright cheeks, a high nose, a long neck, a delicate Adam's apple on it, a white shirt, and a black coat. Everything is like the boy chasing the wind in a dream.

"Hey, hey" Hu Zhijian bumped Yang Yunruo's arm and said, "Big guy, isn't it, is this your first love or do you like this now." ”

Yang Yunruo looked at Hu Zhijian, he really wanted to strangle this goods, just say it, why do you say it so loudly. Hearing Hu Zhijian's words, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Yunruo, which was weird.

"What, how could it be his first love, many girls in our class didn't catch up with him at the beginning" Although Zhou Hong, who reacted, was still blushing, after all, she was not the cardamom girl who could do anything at the beginning, nor was she an ignorant and stupid cute age, so she hurriedly helped Yang Yunruo to justify.

"Why, why not, isn't it a very show-off thing to have a girl chase when you were a teenager?" Hu Zhijian asked puzzledly, if it was him, it didn't matter who he was, whoever chased him would accept whom, and stand in front of a group of single dogs outside, how much face. With a look of envy, he didn't see the corners of Chen Zixuan's slightly upturned mouth.

"Boy, ask about the past of a celebrity, that's what the paparazzi do, okay. Yang Yunruo looked helplessly at his only fan in reality so far, and helplessly tried his best to make himself and him look like friends.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Just as everyone was chatting and farting, several uniformed police officers walked over. Seeing a group of people around, he couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Let's all go back to our seats, check the tickets, check the tickets. The police officer walked over and reached for the passenger in the seat.

"Yo, Zhou Hong, don't sell anything, why are you still sitting on it? A female policeman avoided Zhou Hong and said, thin, with makeup on her face, reflecting the sun, looking a little zombie white.

"No, no, I met a classmate. Zhou Hong seemed to be a little afraid of her, just like a student when she was a child met a teacher, she didn't dare to raise her head, and lowered her eyebrows.

"I'm going to sell something, I'll come back later, and I'll get together again when I have time. After speaking, without waiting for Yang Yunruo to say anything, he pushed the car and walked forward, raising his hand to leave contact information, Yang Yunruo could only forget it in the end.

"Take out the ticket. The female policeman walked into Yang Yunruo, and her tone was not very kind, as if he had done something evil and was waiting for trial.

There were people all around, and Yang Yunruo took out his ticket and ID card in his pocket and handed them over.

"Sitting in the wrong position, change back. The female policeman said impatiently.

"They agreed to change it. Yang Yunruo hasn't spoken yet, Hu Zhijian has already drunk, it's easy to change to sit with the star, how can he change back.

"Whatever you change, it's all like you, how can we carry out our work. The female policeman crossed her waist, her waist was like a willow branch, and she pointed at Hu Zhijian proudly and said: "Do you know that we are working, do you understand the work, it's not that you children play at home, you can play how you want, I check the tickets one by one, you change it like this, he changes it like this, we check the ticket from the beginning." ”

"How to check, isn't it okay to have a ticket, who are you bluffing......" Hu Zhijian also stood up and said excitedly.

"Okay, okay" Yang Yunruo stopped Hu Zhijian, and if he didn't stop it, he would probably be able to fight. "What a big deal, I'll change it first, and then I'll change it when she's bored. ”

"No, she's not giving you face. Hu Zhijian said excitedly, quite a kind of consciousness of the death of a king's humiliation and his ministers.

"It's nothing, what face do I have, forget it. Yang Yunruo said self-deprecatingly, appeased Hu Zhijian, and changed his position with his uncle.

The female policeman glanced at Yang Yunruo, seemed to be very satisfied with his softness, nodded and continued to check the ticket in front.