"Are you, Chang'an?" Cheng Jun's hands trembled, and the guitar he was playing with was no longer a tune. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, you just said you'd come here every day to sing? Isn't your age the 'compulsory education stage' they say? Why don't you go to class? Chang'an slowed down and asked softly, quite a bit of a bosom sister.

Who knew that the boy blew up on the spot: "My age? Compulsory education? Is my brother older than you, why don't you go to school? I've all graduated from high school, ok? He spoke quickly and firmly, as if he had insulted him when he was young.

It's no wonder that Chang'an misunderstood, perhaps because of the poverty of the family, Cheng Jun, who was born prematurely, looked thinner than his peers, coupled with malnutrition, although his facial features were very good, he was just a little child no matter how he looked at it. "High school graduation?" Chang'an was a little surprised, it was really hard to imagine this little guy...... Feeling that the disbelief in his eyes had a tendency to anger the other party, Chang'an hurriedly spoke: "School is about to start, you better go home and get ready for college, music is a hobby, you can always stick to it, but don't give up other paths." The first time he persuaded so inspiringly, Chang'an felt a sense of accomplishment, but it seemed that the other party didn't seem to buy it.

"That's a nice thing to say, the most annoying thing is that you don't have back pain when you stand and talk, okay, okay, let's go, let's go, you stand here and the master looks dizzy, don't you give money? Don't look like an old pedant. I can't figure it out! Cheng Jun suddenly felt irritable, and even ignored that the other party was the kind of "high" and glamorous star, and if the two sentences did not match, he would drive people away.

Looking at the impatience he pretended to be and the almost undetectable gloom in his eyes, Chang'an seemed to understand a little. She put on her sunglasses again, took a few steps forward, and the corners of her lips showed a playful smile that a young girl should have: "I just ran out of money, but I can't listen to your songs in vain, so let's compensate you in another way." ”

"Make up, make up for it......" Cheng Jun's lips trembled, don't blame him for thinking crookedly, poor boy, he mixes with street fighters all day long, and what he learns is not a good word. However, he can only say that he doesn't dare to do it, and now when he hears these words, his heart trembles subconsciously, but he doesn't know what kind of compensation method this is, and he retreats a little.

Chang'an would have thought that this kid in front of him was so unscathed, and he was cranky. Instead, he walked back to the next door, went to the old couple who had rested and were about to call it a day, and borrowed the microphone of the two of them. They still remember that this girl was the girl who had just made a generous move, and the money she gave was worth many days' income, so they also generously gave away their own equipment. Anyway, the girl won't be trying to mess with her broken microphone.

In Cheng Jun's cranky thoughts and stunned, Chang'an walked back, followed by the husband and wife who had nothing to do anyway. I saw her pick up the microphone, gently open her lips, and a string of light and elegant music flowed in her ears. "You ruffian smile, thousands of silences are teased by you; I love to listen to that song, and it's not as gentle as this dreamy color......" sighed tactfully, like crying, at the beginning of the first sentence, Cheng Jun was already stunned.

Like, this is the song he just sang, the song he wrote for girls who have drifted away. Despite his poverty, he worked his best to earn money, and his grandmother worked tirelessly to raise tuition for himself. Therefore, he is qualified to sit next to that flower-like girl, so that he has the opportunity to intersect with her.

However, he was never afraid of heaven and earth, but finally began to feel inferior and cowardly, he only dared to watch from afar, and he didn't even know how to express his full admiration. Now, after graduation, she is about to become a top student at a prestigious university, and she is an unwilling homeless man, singing songs that have never been sung to her in a corner of the city.

Chang'an, she only listened to it once, and she was able to interpret this song so beautifully in such a noisy environment, and even understood that this was a song sung by men and women...... Cheng Jun's eyes were complicated.

When the first paragraph of Chang'an ended, she smiled encouragingly at Cheng Jun and handed the microphone to the other party.

"You gradually walk, the night is slightly cool and the hair shuttles between your fingers; I'm lonely and adrift, low in the dust, I'm hungry and cold......" The slightly choked voice, hoarse and charming, I don't know whether it was sad because I remembered the past or joyful because I met my soulmate.

Through the amplification of the not high-quality sound, the chorus of the two seems to be so in tune, in addition to the first sentence of Chang'an's cappella, the faint guitar accompaniment sound behind makes the artistic conception more full and attractive.

One is Langyuan Immortal, and the other is a stubborn stone with flaws...... How can this helpless and humble emotion not be moving?

Gradually, there are more and more audiences gathered here, and the original heart-rending percussion over there has gradually become silent, young boys and girls, affectionate, simple and unhesitating, this song has aroused how many people's feelings when they were young, and how many people's sweet and bitter memories have been evoked.

I saw that in addition to countless pairs of burning eyes at the scene, there were more and more banknotes in front of Cheng Junqin's box. At this time, Cheng Jun heard a young girl next to him pulling her boyfriend, and asked with a little excitement: "Take a look, that girl is so familiar, is it Chang'an, she looks like Chang'an!" When the boy heard this, he looked towards Chang'an, and his eyebrows were full of doubts. It's a little familiar, but it should be like it. How can Chang'an sing here? Hearing this, the girl also nodded in agreement, but her gaze at Chang'an became more and more hot.

felt that if it continued like this, there would be something wrong, after singing the song, Cheng Jun returned the mike to the couple who were stunned, grabbed a few banknotes and stuffed them into their hands, and then, closing the full harvest of the piano box, holding the guitar in one hand and pulling Chang'an in the other, flexibly ran out from the encirclement of the human wall. By the time the unknown people reacted, they had already run out a long way. In an instant, there was an uproar.

"Why do I think more and more I think that girl just now is Chang'an?"

"Do you think so? I thought I was the only one who thought so! ”

The onlookers were not in a hurry to disperse, but you said a word to me, vowing to clarify the doubts in your hearts. There are quick eyes, and when I was just attracted by the music, I had already recorded it with my mobile phone. At this time, the video was replayed, and the singing voice like the first blooming of the mountain flowers flowed again in everyone's ears. However, because Cheng Jun was already sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the underground passage, and there was no light, Chang'an wrapped himself tightly, and the recording effect of the mobile phone under such dim light was only enough to see the figure clearly.

Among the regrets of everyone, a lively female voice is quite eye-catching: "Whether it is Chang'an or not, in short, this song is so good, I believe it will not just appear once, we will still hear it, and it will not be too late to figure it out when the time comes." ”