Wu Renai sat there for a while, then got up and walked forward again.

Sang Apple hurriedly pulled Qiao Ziqian to follow behind Wu Renai, Qiao Ziqian shook off Sang Apple's hand in disgust and walked unhurriedly.

Despite walking unhurriedly like this, Qiao Ziqian walked in front of Sang Apple after a while, Sang Apple looked at his enviable long legs, obviously walking so slowly, he could still walk in front of her!

The apple classmate who refused to admit defeat stepped forward with her little short legs and wanted to catch up with Qiao Ziqian, but she couldn't catch up with Qiao Ziqian.

Why are these legs so long?!There is no doubt that Apple-kun, who has short legs, thinks so.

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the mulberry apple who was struggling to catch up with his feet with his puffed cheeks, smiled, and slowed down.

Qiao Ziqian, who slowed down, was caught up by Sang Apple at once.

Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian with a red face and indignantly, and said, "Don't stop!

With a smile on the corner of Qiao Ziqian's mouth, he reached out and touched the head of the mulberry apple, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble." ”

It's like a routine to appease a bear child, but the mulberry apple eats this set......

The arrogant mulberry apple walked forward happily with a proud tail.

Qiao Ziqian smiled softly, and followed behind Sang Apple unhurriedly, when Sang Apple slowed down, he slowed down, and when Sang Apple slowed up, he was two steps faster, always one or two steps away from Sang Apple, as if taking care of a child who could just walk.

Wu Renai carried a musical instrument all the way to a circular overpass in the center of the city, the overpass is erected above the high-speed vehicles, there are many people coming and going, surrounded by various LED screens, playing all kinds of advertisements, the largest of which plays An Qiyu's advertisement.

Wu Renai stood on the overpass and watched for a while, and after watching An Qiyu's advertisement finish, he sat down in place, took off the instrument he was carrying behind his back, put it in front of him, and opened the heavily wrapped black cloth, revealing the true face of the instrument inside.

Sure enough, erhu.

Sang Apple and Qiao Ziqian stood at a distance from him, and after seeing him carefully take out the erhu, Sang Apple shook his head and sighed: "I guessed that it was the erhu, did he want to perform on this rooftop?"

"I don't know. Qiao Ziqian said.

Sang Apple took the ice cream in his hand, looked up at the sky, and complained: "Why the hell did I come out on this day!

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the sunny sky, and stood sideways to the left of the mulberry apple, his tall figure blocking the scorching sun.

Sang Apple bit the spoon and looked at Wu Renai, who was slowly wiping the erhu over there, not realizing that she was in the shadows, she frowned and said, "What is he doing for half a day." ”

Qiao Ziqian looked over and saw Wu Renai, who was loving and wiping the erhu, that kind of cherished look would not be fake, Qiao Ziqian had seen it many times over the years.

"He comes here every day. ”

The voice of the female ghost suddenly appeared to the right of the mulberry apple.

Mulberry Apple bit the spoon on the side of his head, and saw the gray-white face that was close at hand.

"Ancestor!"

Sang Apple screamed, and the whole cup of Häagen-Dazs that was about to melt rubbed against Qiao Ziqian's shirt.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the ice cream box that was "rubbing" on his clothes, and his face darkened five degrees.

She shouldn't have bought her this kind of thing that would turn into a liquid just now.

Qiao Ziqian thought.

After Sang Apple calmed down, he said to the female ghost standing beside him with a small anxious face: "Sister, can you please not be like this, okay? I will have a myocardial infarction in the hospital sooner or later!"

The female ghost touched her face aggrievedly and muttered, "I'm not ugly." ”

Sang Apple couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Not ugly and scary are two different things!" Sang Apple took off the spoon, looked at the female ghost, and suddenly frowned, "But...... How can you go out during the day? and still stand in the scorching sun!"

You're a fake ghost! That's not how it is done on TV!

Feeling that the law of ghosts and gods transmitted on the screen was collapsing, Sang Apple suddenly thought that there was a yin man standing next to him who could be called the "little prince of the cemetery"!

"Hey, I said ancestor, can you put that evil qi away, I ......"

Sang Apple turned his head as he spoke, and then he saw Qiao Ziqian who was wiping his clothes with a black face, looking at the two handkerchiefs on Qiao Ziqian's hands, Sang Apple swallowed his saliva, and looked at Qiao Ziqian with a blink of eyes, this ...... How kind of scary.

Don't be cowardly!

Sang Apple thought about it, straightened his waist, and with a pair of Qiao Ziqian's 100% lethal dark eyes, Sang Apple leaned back slightly, and blurted out: "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

It's a lot of apologies, but it's easy to get used to.

Qiao Ziqian barely wiped his clothes half clean with an indifferent face, and said in a low voice: "...... Do not eat it in the future. ”

After looking at Sang Apple's aggrieved little eyes, she also felt that she didn't mean it, so she changed her words: "Don't eat it in front of me, any liquid colored substance." ”

The mulberry apple was forgiven, and the order was like eating Xuanmai, and it couldn't stop at all!

"Apple, look!"

The female ghost's hand gently held the mulberry apple, leading her to look forward.

Sang Apple only felt a burst of yin qi entering her body, and she was dizzy for a moment, she broke free of the female ghost's hand, and said solemnly: "You, safe distance, one meter!"

The female ghost innocently spread her hands and said: "I will be stimulated by the sun one meter away." ”

Sang Apple thought, stretched out his hand and pointed to Qiao Ziqian's other side, and said, "Go over there!"

In the face of Sang Apple's ruthless expulsion, the female ghost had no choice but to come to the other side aggrieved.

I couldn't see the pale face, and the happiness of the mulberry apple rose several degrees.

At this time, a melodious and pleasant music came into the ears of Sang Apple, this is a familiar song, Sang Apple feels that he has heard it somewhere, and he is surrounded by this good listening group for a while, and Sang Apple is a little fluttering.

This song is like a brainwashing divine comedy, and it is so good.

“Theonlysong……”

The female ghost has her hands on her chest, her fingers interlocked, and her eyes are full of rare non-worship.

Hearing this, Sang Apple scratched his head and said with a smile: "Ouch, young lady is a cultural person-"

This sentence is quite a bit of a hooligan that teases people.

When Qiao Ziqian heard this, he stretched out his hand to her head and said a "pop", and taught seriously: "You are not allowed to learn second-rate children." ”

Sang Apple hugged his head and wanted to blow up, but the other party's aura was too strong and he didn't dare to blow it, so he had to nod his head and say yes.

Someday I want you to cry at my feet!

Sang Apple swears.

"Hey, that's not right," Sang Apple knocked on this, and her mind instantly cleared up, and she said suspiciously, "Isn't this song Angela's "Dewy"? Although it is very similar, there are a few differences. ”

Listening to Sang Apple's analysis, Qiao Ziqian said lightly: "You're not a sound idiot?"

As soon as she heard the word "sound idiot", Sang Apple, who claimed to be the god of songs, was not happy, she raised her head, glared at Qiao Ziqian, and said: "Sound idiot?

The three words "didn't appear" stiffly suffocated back in Qiao Ziqian's eyes, and Sang Apple braked in time and changed his words, "It's still my ancestor grandfather." ”

A kind and angry ancestor clasped his hands, withdrew his murderous gaze, looked at Wu Renai, who was pulling the erhu with his eyes closed, and said, "Because I'm a music idiot." ”

So do you think I should inherit it? What are you kidding, even if this bloodline has been passed down for hundreds of years, it should have disappeared! Besides, what is there to be proud of such a thing? Can it be used as a gene to determine the offspring?

Sang Apple kept roaring in his heart, and a little tiger with a vicious aura was rampage in his heart, wanting to rush out and tear Qiao Ziqian apart.

But that's not possible.

After about ten minutes, the sound idiot Qiao Ziqian expressed the doubt in his heart: "Why did he play a song repeatedly?"

"It's impossible, you-" A certain apple, who was hovering on the verge of death, stopped, and after calming down, when he heard it, he found that Wu Renai had indeed been pulling this song, and Sang Apple was also puzzled, "Although Angela's song is very popular, does he like it so much?"

"It's not. The female ghost looked at Wu Renai, who was sitting in the distance and playing the erhu, her eyes were gloomy, and she said softly, "This song is his, it's Theonlysong, not Lushen." ”

"Hah?" Sang Apple was confused, she often ordered this song when she went to KTV during that time, she couldn't be mistaken, it was Lushen.

But the female ghost's determined eyes didn't look like a joke.

With the sound of music one after another, people coming and going from the flyover will stop here from time to time to listen to him play the erhu, and the person who can use the erhu to play the pop music so clearly and refined, Sang Apple can't think of a second person.

only heard the sound of "jingling", and a steel hammer fell gorgeously in front of Wu Renai.

Sang Apple said, "Is he really here to perform?"

"No, he just wants to show his talent. The female ghost shook her head, and her tone of voice was a little low.

At this time, Wu Renai stopped his movements, slowly put away his musical instrument, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, entertainer, pull the first "Alive". A yellow-haired killer Matt with a cigarette in his mouth walked in front of Wu Renai with a pair of shoes that pierced the blind eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother likes the erhu you pulled." Pull this one and I'll give it to you. ”

Xiao Lai Maozi shook the ten yuan in his hand.

Wu Renai silently put away his erhu and said lightly: "I don't pull anything else." ”

After speaking, he wrapped the erhu in a layer of cloth.

When Xiao Lai Maozi heard this, he was not happy, squatted down and reached out to poke Wu Renai's thin shoulder, and his tone was so ruffian.

"Don't pull it, you're a performer, and you won't pull it for ten dollars?"

As he spoke, he pushed and shoved, Wu Renai fell to the ground, and Wu Renai protected his erhu in a panic and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his cowering appearance, Xiao Lai Maozi became even more energetic, kicked up, and shouted while kicking.

"fart, stinky beggar!"

Those people didn't stop when he was playing the erhu, but at this time, they stopped and watched, and no one went up to stop them.

Seeing that something was not quite right, Sang Apple hurriedly wanted to go over, but was pulled by Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian ruthlessly struck: "You also sent it in the past." ”

After speaking, he let go of the mulberry apple, strode over, easily pushed through the crowd, and came behind Xiao Lai Maozi with an aura of two meters eight, grabbed Xiao Lai Maozi's dark wrist, and said coldly: "Is it enough?"

The people around began to talk about it, most of them talking about Qiao Ziqian.

There were even a few little girls blushing and discussing Qiao Ziqian's appearance, and no one cared about Wu Renai, who was lonely on the ground, even if he was the protagonist of this "play".

Hearing this trembling sound, Xiao Lai Maozi felt that there was a burst of yin qi behind him, he turned around and saw Qiao Ziqian, whose height and aura were completely suppressing him.

Xiao Lai Maozi is an agitated spirit, and secretly feels that this person is not easy to mess with.

And when the people around him saw this situation, they also wished that he would be beaten, so he broke free of his hand and scolded and left.

The people around saw that there was no more excitement and dispersed.

Qiao Ziqian calmly took out a light green plaid silk silk and wiped his hands elegantly.

Sang Apple ran to Qiao Ziqian with a stunned face, and said excitedly: "Ah, Lord Ancestor, your aura is eight meters today!"

Wu Renai, who was kicked twice, slowly stood up, looked at the two people standing beside him, and suddenly became very irritable, he turned around, and left trembling with the erhu on his back.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the bleak back and didn't speak.

"I can't see if you're really good at kung fu. "Mulberry apples keep patting the.

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the smirking mulberry apple and said, "Actually, I don't know how to fight." ”

Sang Apple's smile froze on his face: "Huh, are you kidding?"

Qiao Ziqian put the handkerchief in his pocket and said lightly: "Really." I'm not a liar. ”

What happened to Gao Shuai's scene just now? Could it be that she was blind?

You can't fight, what are you trying to do?