The lively streets, all kinds of passers-by, neon lights shine, and from time to time you can see some impromptu performances.

It was already evening, and Li Zhirong was holding a cup of ice cream in his hand, wandering among foreign objects. On his right, Jung so-kyung was reading something, and on his left was Park Ji-yeon, who was also eating ice cream.

The girl's pink little tongue licks her lips, and her expression of enjoyment and satisfaction makes people laugh! This is also a rare time not to quarrel with Zheng Xiujing.

"There's someone singing over there!"

After shopping all day, the two girls didn't buy much, but they wasted a lot of saliva. Seeing that Park Ji-yeon ignored herself, Zheng Xiujing began to look left and right, the girl's eyes lit up, and she pointed to the crowd not far in front of her.

Li Zhirong suddenly looked back at it, and said casually: "Let's go to dinner first!" ”

"Doesn't OPPA want to hear it?" Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips, looked at Li Zhirong inexplicably and whispered.

"Yes, look at the strength, the young people now like to perform on the street and find opportunities." Park Ji-yeon also came, pulling Lee Ji-young's arm and shouting.

"Really?" Lee Ji-young's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't resist, and let Park Ji-yeon pull him into the crowd.

Relying on his height and physique, Li Zhirong opened his hand and squeezed out a position, only to see a mask hanging on his chin in the middle of the crowd, wearing a peaked cap! A young boy holding a guitar is singing.

"Hey, isn't that our song?"

After listening to it for a while, Park Ji-yeon exclaimed with her mouth slightly open: "Singing lies, good, good!" ”

"Lies......" Li Zhirong looked stunned, and after muttering a word, he began to listen quietly.

Zheng Xiujing also quieted down, pretending to be listening to the song, but the girl secretly glanced at Li Zhirong from time to time, not knowing what she was observing.

"Thank you!"

At the end of the song, the boy thanked those who threw the bills into the box in front of him in rusty Korean, but more often than not, he shouted.

'Young man, why do you always sing T-ara, come to another song!' ’

'yes, I see you every day, so let's have something else.' ’

"I'm sorry, I'll only do them!"

The boy said with a shy smile on his face, scratching his head and being embarrassed.

'Hey, I'll give you money if you sing someone else's, how about it?' ’

'Stop singing T-ara, that group isn't a good guy. ’

But the boy didn't have any idea of responding to these shouts, he picked up his guitar again, coughed into the microphone in front of him, and said in a slightly twisted Korean voice, "Next, Falling-U." ”

There are no complicated combinations of instruments, just a slightly childish voice of a boy and a monotonous guitar. I don't know if the other party has practiced many times, or if the other party has listened to it countless times, the song Falling-U is a multi-person chorus, and he cleverly uses the transposition to change the beat, but sings a little differently.

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, feeling that the corners of his clothes were being pulled, Lee Ji-young turned his head to look at Park Ji-yeon with a lost face in confusion.

"We let him down."

Sensing Lee Ji-young's gaze, Park Ji-yeon sighed and said softly, "He was an early member of Citrine and released a lot of T-ara's cover songs in his personal space, and he was also the first person to join after the formation of QUEEN'S. ”

"Oh, you still know each other?" Li Zhirong asked with some surprise.

"I don't know, I've just heard of it." Park Ji-yeon's tone was a little sluggish, and she lowered her head and said, "Since the incident with that woman, they have all dispersed." ”

"You mean, he's already taken off his meal?" Li Zhirong turned his head to look at the boy who was singing very attentively, and asked lightly.

"I don't know, Ernie didn't tell me, and I don't dare to look at it."

The ice cream in Park Ji-yeon's hand had been pinched and slightly deformed, she took a deep breath, pulled down Lee Ji-young again and urged, "Let's go, why are you still standing." ”

"I'll give you a gift."

Lee Ji-young threw the ice cream in his hand on the ground with his backhand, strode to the middle of the field under the stunned gaze of Jung so-kyung and Park Ji-yeon, and said hello to the young man who was singing.

The people around were also curious, what was this man who suddenly appeared! At some point, the golden tile and the iron spear had appeared on both sides of the crowd, patrolling the surroundings.

"What? You say you're a musician at T-ara? ”

In the field, the boy looked at the man who suddenly appeared with a look of surprise, and opened his mouth wide with a confused expression.

"Well, the song you just wrote was all my handwriting." Li Zhirong looked at the other party with a smile and said, "What is your name, do you like T-ara very much?" ”

"You can call me Minor." The boy swallowed his saliva and looked at Li Zhirong with a suspicious expression, this man with a very special temperament didn't look like a musician no matter how he looked at it, but he still replied honestly: "I'm a fan of T-ara, and I always have been." ”

"But I heard that they are now ANTI for all, and they are also crowding out their teammates." Li Zhirong said playfully.

"Are you really a musician at T-ara?" Minor frowned, and his face became a little unhappy, he couldn't care what outsiders said, because it was the result of countless experiences, but no one who knew the slightest thing about the six girls would say such a thing.

"So, you don't believe what the media says?" Li Zhirong became interested and asked teasingly.

"No matter what the outside world says, I only trust my eyes." He said with a serious expression: "And I will not be easily deceived by public opinion like Koreans." ”

"Chinese?" Li Zhirong suddenly asked in Chinese.

"Hey, your Chinese ......" minor key was confused again.

"No wonder." Li Zhirong smacked his lips, bent over and playfully said: "Listen to a song for you, this is a new single that T-ara will release in the near future, but I want to borrow you a guitar, okay?" ”

"Are you really T-ara's royal musician?" The minor key is completely silly.

Li Zhirong smiled and took the guitar from the other party's arms, and after fiddling with it, he began to test the sound into the microphone.

People are so hypocritical, he misses the blandness of the beginning, writing a few songs, singing in the square, and living a simple and smooth life with those little money. There's not so much deceit, and there's no need to worry about anyone working against you.

"Improv, welcome to watch."

Without superfluous words, Lee Ji-young smiled and winked at Park Ji-yeon, and began to sing under the strange gazes of the passers-by around him.

Zheng Xiujing looked at this scene stiffly, she looked at Park Ji-yeon, then at Lee Ji-young, and then relieved. Because of the first sentence of this song, she understood under what circumstances this was created.

"This guy ......" Compared with Zheng Xiujing's complicated mood, Park Ji-yeon's eyes were already red.