"Some people sing rock and roll well, some people sing love songs well, you have a good voice, but you're really not fit to sing these. Su Fan said.

This is another stranger who has come to attack him, but fortunately the young man is used to it, and for the sake of a few large bills, the young man is silent.

"You don't seem to be convinced. Su Fan sat on a stone pier next to him and said.

The young man was even more depressed, he had seen the person who hit him, but he had never seen the person who wanted to sit down and continue to fight him.

"You should sing songs that express your feelings, songs that are suitable for you to pour out your heart, sing with emotion, and don't moan without illness like before. Su Fan said.

"Then what song do you say is suitable for me to sing. The young man said angrily.

"I don't think there's really a song for you. Su Fan said seriously.

The young man is even more depressed, isn't this a disguised way of saying that I don't sing well.

"There's no song for you, but you can write one for yourself. Su Fan said.

"You think writing a song is as simple as eating, just write it, but you have to hold it for a while if you. The young man couldn't help but slap Su Fan, it was too hateful, this person really thought that writing songs was the same as writing a diary, how to write and how to write.

"It doesn't seem that hard. Su Fan looked at him and said.

The young man turned his head and ignored Su Fan, and talked to the self-righteous people about the difference between creation and playing the piano to the cow.

"You still don't have a clear idea of what song you sing, come on, guitar, I'll sing a song for you to hear. Su Fan said.

Su Fan took his guitar, tried to pluck the strings, and then played it.

The young man didn't know what he was playing, and it sounded a little sad.

Su Fan stood up with the guitar in his arms, and motioned to the young man to quickly put away the big tickets in the box, whoever saw so many big tickets would not believe that they were here to sing.

Seeing that the money was put away, Su Fan turned his head and shouted loudly to the crowd of people coming and going: "Passing by, passing by, single, married, men, women, and young masters, all come over quickly, the lights are already in place, and the handsome guy is about to sing a song that is always good, and it is not good, hit me with a brick." ”

The young man listened dumbfounded, Nima, this thing is not the usual way, what if some two people really hit it with bricks.

Su Fan's voice was quite loud, attracting many people to come and see, and almost twenty people surrounded him.

Seeing a lot of people coming around, Su Fan played all kinds of coquettish movements with a dance-like rhythm, the movement of his fingers on the guitar gave people a beautiful enjoyment, and his body was also swaying left and right, not to mention, it looked quite tasteful.

The young man has a toothache to watch, and the mode of playing the guitar is too avant-garde, the problem is that he is still very special and the beautiful cuties in the audience keep throwing wink, you are not afraid that some men will really smash you.

Su Fan's coquettish posture attracted a lot of people who came and went, and only when there were more people could someone reward him.

Su Fan saw that the people were slowly gathering, so he began to play and sing, and as soon as he began to sing a few words, the young man was stunned.

He, his singing voice is exactly the same as his own, hoarse with a trace of trill, and a trace of bitterness, he doesn't know what song he sings, but when he sings, it gives people a kind of sadness and sadness.

He seemed to have been abandoned by a woman, standing alone here holding a guitar and singing, alone, facing the wind.

As a young man who has just been pryed away by a big money and his girlfriend wants to cry when he listens to it, this song seems to be written for him, writing about his love experience, and writing about his girlfriend who has been with him for many years and abandons him.

Love is beautiful, separation is bleak, he sings the essence of the lyrics, he uses song to romance, he uses his voice to interpret a heartbroken picture and scene.

The young man's tears flowed involuntarily, he had heard countless songs, countless scenes, none of which was sensational and poignant, perhaps it was the experience of just breaking up, which made his emotions uncontrollable, so he shed sad tears.

But he had never shed a tear before, and this song was sung into his heart.

Su Fan sang very hard and devotedly, he imagined himself on the dazzling big stage, and there were countless audiences cheering for him, he sang very seriously and affectionately.

The men, women, young and old who came up around did not make a sound at this time, they all quietly looked at the boy who played the guitar in front of them, and quietly listened to the sad song he sang.

The sentimental audience couldn't help but wipe the tears that slipped from the corners of their eyes with the back of their hands, the singing was too sad, like the result of a song ending and people scattering, which made people want to cry.

I just heard a long sound coming from the guitar, and then it became very quiet, and he finished singing.

As soon as Su Fan finished singing, the audience around him began to shout, and then applause poured over like a rising tide.

The young man also suddenly realized how his voice was exactly the same as mine, and why the song he sang in such a voice was so moving.

"School is about to start, come out to earn a tuition, those who have money will have a money field, and those who don't have money will applaud again. Su Fan picked up the iron box from the ground and stretched it out, and there were only two five-yuan tickets in the box.

Su Fan turned around, and there were one hundred and eighty yuan in the box, the small square was not big, there were not many people, and there were less than thirty people who came to listen to the song.

The young man looked at the tickets in the box, he couldn't earn so much by singing twenty or thirty songs a day, but he could earn so much with one song.

"Handsome guy, your voice is so manly. ”

"The singing was so good, it was the first time I heard a song and heard tears flow. ”

"This voice is amazing, and I want to practice this voice too, so lethal. ”

"Do it again, sing it again, and I'll give you a reward of fifty yuan. ”

There were people around him praising Su Fan's voice, the young man couldn't calm down, he used this voice to sing no less than dozens of times in this square, no one had ever praised him so much, but laughed at him.

Hearing that someone wanted to give a reward, Su Fan said: "Then I'll do it again, it's still the same sentence, those who have money will have a money field, and those who don't have money will applaud again." ”

Su Fan played the guitar and sang the song just now, and as soon as he started singing, the listeners fell silent, for fear of destroying the sadness that came out of the singing.

The young man listened carefully to Su Fan's voice this time, his singing voice was so similar to his own, even he couldn't tell where the place was that was not like it.

"You have a good voice, but you're really not fit to sing these. "What Su Fan said to the young man just now appeared in front of the young man again, he didn't talk nonsense without purpose, what he said was true, he used his singing voice to prove that I can sing well with this kind of voice.

After singing a song, the audience around it applauded again, and there was an extra income of hundreds of yuan in the small box.

"Handsome guy, is there a kuku number, add a friend, please have a meal when it's okay. There were bold girls in the audience who threw Su Fan's first step of an affair.

(When I wrote this chapter, I was sleepy, I was typing with my eyes open, and I was allowed to sleep and then continue to write, asking for recommendation votes, come to a few, and I was particularly excited to type when I saw more tickets.) ）