Zhang Yang took the stage, which naturally attracted a cheer and applause, and many passers-by in the audience cheered at the same time, but also did not forget to introduce to their companions:

"This is what I told you at noon, and the singing is very good~"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true~I can still lie to you~"

The noisy whispers in the audience were heard clearly by Zhang Yang, but he just smiled slightly, didn't care too much, and still adjusted the position of the microphone by himself.

"A song "Baby" is for everyone, I hope you can like it~"

"Baby?"

Singing this song "Baby" is also Zhang Yang's temporary intention, the reason why he chose this song, the main reason is that the melody of this song is simple, only a guitar is needed, simple and convenient, on the other hand, Zhang Yang feels that only by singing this kind of song can the characteristics of the voice and guitar be highlighted.

"Drip~Drip~A~A~"

Before the surrounding discussion completely dissipated, the light and playful melody poured into people's ears through the sound, as if receiving a holy decree, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes invariably gathered on Zhang Yang.

Yay~~~~Dada~~

Squinting his eyes, humming the prelude briskly, this kind of song with a brisk rhythm and simple melody has always been his favorite, singing effortlessly, and it can better highlight the voice, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

My baby baby

Give you a little sweetness

Let you sleep well tonight

My little ghost little ghost

Tease your eyebrows

Makes you love the world

The gentle and playful singing is like a babbling stream, gently flowing into people's cochlea, and the playful lyrics and songs are like whispering, making everyone smile, and after smiling, they are all praised:

"Good~"

Zhang Yang's song selection this time is so good, such a simple song perfectly highlights the gentleness of his voice, and with the excellent timbre guitar in his hand, the two echo each other, and it is the perfect of perfections.

"Wow~~"

I don't know when, Jin Li and the others who were resting in the house came to the door together, and the old wolf observed the reactions of passers-by and exclaimed:

"Look at the expressions of those people ~ how intoxicated ~ "

"Nonsense, you don't look at who sang it~"

Gao Xiaosong has always been against the old wolf, his sworn enemy, but this time he didn't, but after a mockery, he said with envy:

"Brother Yang's voice, if only it were given to me~"

"Daydreaming~"

Gao Xiaosong's obscenity was quickly broken by everyone's cooperation, patted his head, and Jin Li said angrily:

"Be quiet, concentrate on listening to the song~"

La-la-la

When you are tired, you have someone to accompany you

Oops, ay, ay, my baby~

I want you to know that you are the most beautiful~

On the stage, Zhang Yang has briskly finished singing the high/tide of the whole song, saying that it is high/tide, but in fact, the rhythm of the whole song has been bland and warm from the beginning, but it is this warmth and blandness that brings people different touches.

"It's so warm~"

A good song can bring people a variety of emotions, or moving, or sad, or memories, and this "Baby" brings people warmth and happiness.

Intoxicated with their eyes closed, people entered their respective worlds under the guidance of singing, some thought of the newly born child, some thought of the partner who had been in love for many years, and the warm memories surged with the heart, faithfully jumped on the face, and the pattern outlined by the slightly trembling muscles was warm and remembrance.

Lala~ My baby

I want you to know that you are the most beautiful~

I want you to know that you are the most beautiful~

The brisk start, the brisk end, after the end dissipated, Zhang Yang gently opened his eyes, and when he saw the passers-by in the audience who closed their eyes and smiled, he unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

Being a singer, some are to make money, some are to be famous, but Zhang Yang is different, he chooses to sing, just for hobbies and pleasure, his own happiness when singing, and the happiness of others after singing.

For him, applause and cheers are secondary, and happiness is the main thing.

"Papa~"

A few seconds later, the first person woke up from the singing, did not speak, and directly began to slap wildly, alarmed by the applause, and the other passers-by also woke up one after another, joining the ranks of applause and cheers.

"Little Brother ~Sing Well~"

"Little brother, one more song~"

"Little Brother~"

The applause and demands of the total gathered into a noisy sound in an instant, and they all poured onto the stage, and from these noises, Zhang Yang could barely distinguish some, but more of them were disturbing noises.

bowed with a wry smile, Zhang Yang had to use the microphone to suppress everyone's voices:

"Thank you~Thank you~ Please be quiet, if you have any requirements, you can say it slowly~"

"Handsome guy~~ What's your name? Where do you live? ”

The first to ask questions was a tall long-haired beauty in a knee-length dress, judging from her blushing cheeks, the girl should have looked flamboyant, so she asked such a question.

"Whew~"

"Beauty ~Come on~"

Heckling is always people's patent, the brave actions of the long-haired beauty ushered in everyone's wolf howl and encouragement, and the girl was also brave, she did not turn around and leave shyly, but stared at Zhang Yang, waiting for his answer.

“~”

Zhang Yang couldn't bear to hit her, but he couldn't lie, and after thinking about it, he could only turn the topic to the other side:

"If you like to sing, you can come to my bar and sit down~ I sing there every night~"

"Huh?"

The long-haired beauty was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a happy face:

"Bars? Where is it? ”

Not only her, but also the passers-by below were impatient to ask:

"Little brother, where's the bar? I'll cheer you on in the evening~"

"No. 23 South Tsinghua Road, the name is Music House, welcome everyone to come and cheer~"

Advertising at someone else's opening ceremony, Zhang Yang was somewhat embarrassed, touched the tip of his nose, quickly lifted the guitar in his hand, and introduced:

"This Hessian guitar ......"

After introducing the characteristics of the guitar concisely, Zhang Yang was about to go down to take a rest, but he didn't want to, he wanted to go, but the passers-by in the audience didn't let him, they slapped their hands, raised their heads and greeted:

"One more song~"

"One More Song"

Someone took the lead, others also shouted, and soon, the originally scattered calls quickly converged into a big river, wildly breaking into Zhang Yang's ears, seeing that the audience was so enthusiastic, Zhang Yang had to look apologetically at Gao Xiaosong, who was about to go on stage, and then returned to the microphone with his guitar.

"What do you want to hear about that song?"

"Singing "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves"

"Sing the song "Baby" just now"

The voices are zero, most of them shout "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves", and some people shout "Baby", turnip and cabbage have their own love, Zhang Yang can't take care of them all, so he has to comply with the meaning of most people, holding the microphone and whispering:

"A song "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves" for everyone~"