Di Yun was mixed in the market in his previous life, and the people around him were either thieves or liars who could fool people, and the better point was that they were salesmen who hit the sky with their mouths, and the most normal thing was probably a plate of peanuts, two steamed buns, and two taels of white wine that could satisfy the migrant workers, and they really couldn't cultivate any artistic cells.

The place where I hear it the most is the place where it grows. is a Qin dialect that can hum two sentences for everyone, and he doesn't have much love for those songs that love love, life and death. I don't know where I learned the word "beautiful sound", and I stayed away from the song even more, thinking that it was not something that a big man should learn.

But ah, but, there are always exceptions.

One day his companion told him a story. A folk singer who has been poor since he was a child and has not gone to much school, but loves music, started from wandering the streets, then sang in bars, and finally became a winner in life, and mixed a mentor or something in the show called "The Voice".

The story is very immersive, which left a deep impression on Di Yun, and he went to learn about the song that the person sang, but he didn't expect it to be really powerful and able to sing in people's hearts. So he remembered the name of a singer for the first time, that is, Wang Feng.

Oh, and forgot to mention that his companion was a semi-professional liar.

……

The singer in the middle of the crowd sang very emotionally, shaking his head to the rhythm, and his long hair flew with it.

Sing one song after another.

People come to watch just to be curious and lively. After listening to it with high interest, he clapped his hands, and those who were in a bad mood didn't even bother to clap his hands after listening to it, and left directly. Anyway, there are no lunch boxes, small basins or anything on the ground, so you don't have to pay for it.

Di Yun lit a cigarette and leaned against the telephone pole next to him.

When he was the only one left, he said loudly: "Hey, buddy, everyone is gone, still singing?" ”

Well? Wang Feng stopped and looked at him, not understanding what he meant.

Di Yun smiled and asked, "Your name is Wang Feng, right?" ”

"Well, yes. Pls are you"

Di Yun enthusiastically stepped forward and stretched out a hand and said, "Hello, hello, my name is Di Yun." I love your songs, your singing is very powerful, it can resonate in people's hearts, and hear people cry. When it's over, he smashed his mouth twice and said, "Stick to it, you will definitely become famous in the future, the kind that is popular all over the country." ”

Wang Feng was stunned and stretched out his hand to shake it and say thank you.

He felt like a mess in his head at the moment, and he couldn't figure out what it was. Is it a fan? But no, his first chapter record is still in preparation, how can anyone have heard his own songs.

Di Yun was still familiar with Balabala: "I've heard of your deeds, it's worth this" said and gave a thumbs up.

Wang Feng pulled his long hair embarrassedly, not knowing what to say.

Di Yun handed over a cigarette.

"Oh, sorry, I don't smoke." Wang Feng waved his hand and refused.

"Yes, those who engage in music must protect their voices and not smoke." Di Yun lit it for himself, took a puff and asked, "Did you graduate from junior high school or high school and start coming out to mix?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Feng was a little stunned, and it took a while to come back to his senses and say, "I finished high school and went to university, the Beijing Conservatory of Music, and I only graduated last year." ”

"Went to college? Only graduated last year? Di Yun frowned and said, "No, I remember that you should have come out and sang on the street at the age of sixteen, like this with a guitar." ”

Wang Feng only graduated from the Beijing Conservatory of Music last year, but he formed a band by himself and is still the soul singer in it. During this time, I was preparing my first album, and my mind was a little exhausted, so I was singing in the streets with a guitar alone for inspiration these days. I didn't expect to meet such a ghost who came out of nowhere, strange.

But he still said patiently: "Did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

Di Yun looked at his face, shook his head, and said, "No." Then he continued to ask, "You said that you graduated from the Beijing Conservatory of Music, why did you sing here?" ”

Singing... Wang Feng was stunned for a few seconds, and said with a wry smile: "It's not for money, it's just for inspiration." ”

Di Yun was silent for a few seconds, then spat out the cigarette in his mouth, turned his head and left.

"Hey, wait a minute"

Wang Feng picked up his guitar and hurriedly caught up, he was now full of question marks, he didn't understand what was going on with this guy who appeared inexplicably and left inexplicably, and wanted to make a fuss. However, Di Yun shook a few times and disappeared into the crowd. He had to stop, stand there and frown and ponder for a moment, and finally lost the interest in continuing to find inspiration, shook his head and left with his guitar on his back.

Di Yun shook off Wang Feng, slowed down his pace, and slowly brushed up his thoughts.

People shouldn't lie to themselves, for no reason. Then it can only mean that there is something wrong with the story I heard back then, and it has definitely been tampered with. suddenly felt very stupid and naïve, and even believed the story told by a liar, and deserved the embarrassment just now.

In fact, whether Wang Feng graduated from junior high school or college has nothing to do with him, he is just a little depressed that his idol collapsed in his heart.

As I walked, I saw a can on the ground and kicked it with my foot.

The can rolled out more than two meters away, and then hit a stone, and then the can flew up strangely, heading straight for a girl in front of her who was squatting slightly with a camera to take pictures... Forehead... The buttocks and go.

Di Yun was directly dumbfounded, this is special... Quickly turned around, pretended to look at the graffiti on the wall next to him, studied it very carefully, and nodded from time to time.

The girl who was taking pictures was startled, and subconsciously reached out to cover her back, and halfway through felt that it was inappropriate to do such an action on the street, she withdrew her hand, and quickly stood up straight and looked back.

There is some irritation on her youthful cheeks that do not apply powder.

The streets were bustling, hawkers, and laughers, and it was impossible to see who was causing the damage. The eyes scanned around, and only the guy who was admiring the mural with his hands behind his back was the most suspicious.

But she had no evidence that the can was thrown by him, so she bit her lip and had to turn away helplessly.

Di Yun kept squinting his eyes and fell on the girl, and when he saw her leave, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked from the other side.

wiped the sweat on his head, and thought as he walked, today is declining enough, is it really not suitable to travel when it is written on the calendar?

Before I knew it, I walked to the main square and stopped. I've been to this place several times, but I've never really looked at it and felt the atmosphere here.

Cai Lin also felt that he was very weak today. She is a Korean girl, formerly known as Park Chae-rim, who is in her second year at Seoul National University of the Arts and is only nineteen years old. Like most people in South Korea, I have some admiration for Chinese culture, so I took the opportunity of winter vacation to travel. I just arrived in the capital this morning, and I couldn't wait to go out to visit the streets of the capital in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to be separated from the tour guide, and then I was thrown away with a can... Buttocks.

Until I walked to the main square, I still felt a little angry in my heart, and I was a little lacking in interest in taking pictures.

Suddenly, my eyes caught a glimpse of a figure standing under the red flag and looking up.

"Huh?" The beautiful eyes narrowed, whether it was the can that this guy just threw just now, in short, the anger in his heart seemed to have found an outlet for catharsis, sprayed out fiercely, and stood up suddenly.

In reality, if you can see the special effects in the film and television, then this girl is burning all over her body at this moment.

After all, he studied acting, and he also starred in two TV series, and he grasped the love very well. By the time he walked behind Di Yun, he had already restrained his anger.

"You... Well..."

Di Yun turned his head to see the person in front of him clearly, was slightly stunned for a second, raised his hand and stroked the brim of his hat to cover up the past without a trace, and said, "Hello, is there something wrong?" ”

"Can you help me... Take a picture... Is it? Cai Lin's Mandarin was stumbling and a little weird.

The girl jumped out word by word, and Di Yun listened awkwardly, frowning at her.

"I am... Korea... People, Chinese... To put it mildly... No... Imperishable... Don't mind. ”

Korean? Di Yun really didn't see it, if she hadn't said it herself, she really thought that she had met another girl who stuttered when she was nervous.

"Excuse me... Help me... Take a picture. Cai Lin said again.

In fact, Di Yun didn't want to help with this favor, what was the reason? Weak heart!

The can kicked the girl's buttocks, although it was not intentional, but the fact he didn't say. You didn't mean to. It's not a fact, and it's always a little embarrassing to stay together and keep it casual.

However, a foreign girl, who is still alone and does not understand the language, begged pitifully twice and returned ...... In this case, do you think a big man can make a decision? Can you?

Di Yun took the camera and asked, "How do you call?" ”

Cai Lin pointed to the top button and said, "Press this... That's it. ”

The girl leaned a little closer, and the fragrance of nothingness penetrated Di Yun's nose, making him a little itchy, so he quickly turned his head and looked at the red flag and said, "Okay, I understand." You're standing under the flagpole, don't get too close, watch out for the guard shooting you. ”

The girl chose a moderate position to stand still, and then posed.

Di Yun took a few steps back, feeling that it was almost over, so he half-crouched down and set up the camera and pressed it four or five times in a row. He walked over and said, "Okay, you see." ”

Cai Lin took the camera and looked at it twice, and suddenly asked casually: "The can is still yours, right?" ”

This sentence is said very smoothly, and there is still a little stumbling in Chinese.

Di Yun subconsciously denied: "It's not me..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and an indescribable atmosphere permeated the air.