Yuan Zelang's singing skills are already very good, but at this moment, there is an emotion in his heart, so this song was interpreted by him very well.

When they heard Yuan Zelang's voice, many people's eyes lit up, and when they recalled the lyrics in their minds, many people were silent, and they were deeply shocked by the lyrics, yes, how pitiful a blind person is.

So, some people began to put some money in the old man's bowl.

After one person took action, many people followed suit, and everyone took out their own change and put it in the old man's bowl.

The blind old man heard the sound of the coins falling into the broken bowl and kowtowed to the people.

"Old man, I can't help it, I can't help it!" A young woman hurriedly helped the old man up.

"Yes, old man, I can't help it."

"Alas... It's pathetic. ”

Everyone around was talking, listening to Yuan Zelang's singing, looking at the poor old man, almost all of his eyes were red.

After singing a song, looking at this plot, Yuan Zelang smiled.

He did it, and that's the magic of music.

"Everyone, be quiet, I want to ask everyone, blind? Aphasia? Deaf? If you were asked to lose a feeling, what would you choose? Yuan Zelang suddenly asked.

The people around heard Yuan Zelang's voice and knew that he had something to say and quieted down, wanting to hear what he would say.

Sure enough, after everyone quieted down, Yuan Zelang spoke: "I don't know what everyone will choose, but I think I will choose blindness." Why should I choose blindness? It's not that vision isn't important, but even if I can't see with both eyes, I still have my heart, and I have a pair of eyes in my heart. ”

"It's a pair of talking eyes. Tell me what black is, what white is, and what is colorful; Tell me that the dew is round, and the clouds are light, and the wind is clear; Tell me the moonlight of the night, the sun of the day; Tell me that the little river is babbling, the grass is green, and the child's face is red; Tell me how high the mountains are, how deep the sea is, how vast the desert and grasslands are; Tell me there is the Great Wall in Beijing, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, and Mt. Fuji in Japan. ”

"Before, I didn't open these eyes, or I didn't understand the truth, but today I understand, thank you." When Yuan Zelang said this, he bowed deeply to everyone.

"Okay, sing well, speak better, actually, we all want to thank you."

"Yes, our eyes have also been blinded by the unfairness and injustice of society and the deception we imagined, it was the little brother who touched the ashes in our hearts!"

"That's right, it's all us who want to thank you, and it's us who should bow."

As everyone spoke, they actually bowed deeply to Yuan Zelang.

Bu Qianqian was stunned, things were a little unexpected to her, she couldn't imagine that this thin-looking teenager would have such magical powers.

"Little brother, what's the name of your song?" A passerby asked.

"It's called 'You Are My Eyes.'" Yuan Zelang smiled slightly.

"You Are My Eyes...... Well, what a good one you are my eyes! The ancients: With copper as a mirror, you can be dressed properly; Using history as a mirror, we can see the rise and fall; With people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses, little brother, you taught us a lesson with your heart today! The man muttered for a moment, and then exclaimed without hesitation.

"This song is much better than those stars, if only those star singers could have such a level!"

"There are many stars who sing well, but there are not many stars who sing well and know how to give back to society."

"Isn't it, alas...... That's how this society is! ”

People were talking about it, but in the midst of people's discussions, Yuan Zelang had already returned the guitar in his hand to the young man who was standing in place in a daze, and took Bu Qianqian's hand and ran away.

"What are we running?" Bu Qianqian said a little out of breath.

"It's nothing." Yuan Zelang held Bu Qianqian's little hand and spoke, but what he thought in his heart was that if he didn't pull you to run, how could he have a chance to hold your hand.

"Then you let go of my hand." Bu Qianqian, feeling Yuan Zelang's thumb rubbing the back of her hand a few times, her face was a little red.

"Oh, oh." Yuan Zelang saw that his little trick was recognized, so he had to let go of Bu Qianqian's soft little hand with some reluctance.

"Then let's go back." Yuan Zelang said around the back of his head.

"Okay, let's go, I remember there's an alley ahead, let's go through it somewhere." Bu Qianqian spoke, and then walked forward.

"Okay." Yuan Zelang did not object when he heard this.

……

This is an alley that runs through the second middle school and the city center, and many students in the second middle school know it, but because it is a little dark and some twists and turns, it is generally rarely walked.

Bu Qianqian and Yuan Zelang walked side by side in this slightly deep alley, and suddenly, when they came to a corner of Yuan Zelang, a rush of footsteps sounded from behind.

Yuan Zelang turned around, only to see several figures with black hats and black masks suddenly popping out from behind, one of them holding an iron rod in his hand, and hit Yuan Zelang's back fiercely.

Yuan Zelang only felt a hot pain in his back, and at this moment his reaction was fast, he knew that he had met a bad guy, looking at this body shape and the shoes on his feet, it should be the gangster who had a conflict with them at school in the morning.

"I'll give you time to stall, run! Leave me alone. Yuan Zelang immediately said to Bu Qianqian.

"I know it's you, kill Matt, take off your mask." After Yuan Zelang finished speaking, he turned his head to the two and said.

"Haha, boy, my brain is really spinning fast." The voice of the person named Yang Wei came before, and then several people uncovered their masks, it was really the people in the morning.

"Haha boy, I said that you were told to wait, I thought it would take a while to have a chance, but I didn't expect that there is a road in heaven, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you break in, and you actually walk this alley." Yang Wei looked at Yuan Zelang and Bu Qianqian with a smile.

"Hurry up, why don't you leave." Yuan Zelang urged this step.

"No, I'm not leaving!" Step Qianqian stepped forward.

"Let's go, leave me alone! I'll be fine. Yuan Zelang was anxious, turned his head and said loudly.

"Go far away and call Brother Hu." Yuan Zelang then spoke with his mouth.

"But ......" Bu Qianqian wanted to say something.

"Don't do it, you go quickly, you can't help me here, you will drag me down." Yuan Zelang looked at the few killers who slowly stepped forward and said.

"Hmm...... Then you be careful. Bu Qianqian also understood that she couldn't help Yuan Zelang here, so she quickly ran towards the other end of the alley, and at the same time reached into her bag and took out her mobile phone.

The two people who were playing chess did not chase after seeing Bu Qianqian running away, but slowly walked towards Yuan Zelang.

When Yuan Zelang saw this scene, he felt a little relieved, at least Bu Qianqian was safe for the time being. He took two steps back and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Hmph, what? Boy, when you offend me, you should think about what I'm going to do. Yang Wei squinted his already small invisible eyes, patted the iron rod in his hand, and said to Yuan Zelang with a sneer.

"Hey, boss, what are you talking about with the? You say, do you want the left leg or the right leg? Or is it a third leg? A thug with a scar seven or eight centimeters long on his face stepped forward and stared playfully at Yuan Zelang's crotch, this person Yuan Zelang had never seen at school before. But he felt that this should be the most vicious person in the city.

The man smiled wickedly, and the iron rod in his hand gently tapped against the wall beside him, making a "clang" sound.

"Are you still unreasonable?"

Yuan Zelang wasn't very scared, just a little nervous, in his previous life, he often fought with others before high school, so he didn't coax.

"Reason? What age is it still reasonable? Do you think we're here to reason with you? Young man, are you stupid to read? Scar Kill Matt smiled disdainfully.

"Boss, **** no?" Scar Kill Matt finished speaking, and asked again.

"Big brother, it's been a long time since I've tasted such a little fresh meat, don't be too ruthless when you get started, you have to protect my chrysanthemums." An extremely obscene-looking bald head spoke, his eyes glancing at Yuan Zelang.

"Get out! Don't be disgusted, Lao Tzu. Yang Wei kicked and scolded on the bald buttocks.

"Hahaha...... Third brother, don't worry, the second brother will definitely keep it for you, and you will have a live performance later, and I will take pictures of it for you! The scar man laughed out loud unconcerned.

When Yuan Zelang heard this, he suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, his back was cold, and his heart was cold.

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(Not at all, I feel like my body is hollowed out...... The brain has been hollowed out, and I can't write it, so there's only one chapter today. ）