Wen Hao and Sun Yurong walked out, and the Japanese wanted to stop them, but there was a Japanese on the side who didn't know what to say in his ear. They didn't continue to dwell on it.

"It's really a disappointment, I didn't expect to meet this kind of person, I'm embarrassed just now." Sun Yurong thought that his cousin was mixed with the Japanese, and he was a traitor. Even she couldn't raise her head in front of Wen Hao. At the same time, I was afraid that Wen Hao would misunderstand that she was involved with the Japanese.

Wen Hao saw Sun Yurong's nervous appearance and knew what she was thinking. I thought to myself, I don't think that in a special era, the children of rich families and those born in capitalists will be attacked, and the children of poor peasants and working class are just roots. Don't get involved. There's a traitor cousin, you're a traitor.

"Nothing, he's him, you're you. Don't worry about that. Wen Hao said to her with a smile.

"Then you accompany me around the street, I haven't been out for a few days." Sun Yurong said to Wen Hao. She was afraid that Wen Hao didn't care when she said it, and she didn't want to get along with her in her heart.

Wen Hao thought to himself, anyway, when he came out today, he would take a good look in Shanghai, and it felt good to be accompanied by beautiful women. So I agreed,

Sun Yurong saw Wen Hao nodding in agreement, so she believed that Wen Hao didn't pay attention to what happened just now. She was afraid that a traitorous cousin would cause her to be looked down upon by others.

I don't know anything about old Shanghai Wen Hao, but with Sun Yurong's guidance and explanation, Wen Hao has a better understanding of old Shanghai. At this time, a few young people from Shanghai walked over, humming something.

Approaching Wen Hao, he couldn't help laughing when he heard it, wasn't it the song he sang in his heart in the dance hall that day.

"I'm the worst in our village, the bad ones are oily, the bad ones are smoking, the bad ones are sweating all over,

In our village, I dragged the most, and the horizontal crab was not dragged by me.

I'm the coolest in our village, not just inside and outside. ”

Sun Yurong frowned when she heard this, turned her head to Wen Hao and said, "What kind of mess is this." There are still people who say that they are the worst, and they still drag them like crabs and Wang Ba, which are ruffians with a bad breath, and it is really disgusting to hear. Compared with the song sung by your sister, it is 108,000 miles behind, and you can see that those people just now are the ruffians singing. Serious people don't like it. ”

Wen Hao couldn't help touching his nose with his hand when he heard it, he didn't know what to say, although this song was not made by him, at least it was sung by him for the first time in this era. It seems that she doesn't know that this song is sung by him, Wen Hao doesn't know what to say in her heart, she is really embarrassed.

Sun Yurong saw the unnatural expression on Wen Hao's face and asked Wen Hao what was wrong. "It's nothing, but everyone has different hobbies. It is necessary to take into account the preferences of others. Wen Hao only needs to say modestly.

"Anyway, I don't like it, I believe you won't like it either, your sister can make that beautiful song, I believe you won't be so vulgar and obscene, right?" Sun Yurong said to Wen Hao seriously.

When he heard this, Wen Hao wanted to cry but couldn't cry, this song not only did he like but he brought it, and if it became a vulgar and obscene song in Sun Yurong's mouth, then he would also become a vulgar and obscene person.

looked at Sun Yurong's innocent gaze, and wanted to tell her that this song was his song. But I opened my mouth and still didn't say it.

"You're right." Wen Hao didn't know how to say a word from a mortal. I'm scolding the right Mao in my heart, am I so vulgar and obscene! Smell the hundred days of easy to use and eat a fly.

"I'm right, how can a woman as elegant and talented as your sister have a vulgar and obscene brother?"

Wen Hao regretted why he didn't tell the truth just now, did he say something that catered to her just now, in case he knew that I sang it that day, wouldn't it be self-pumping. Could it be that the IQ has dropped after the crossing?

At this time, a child's voice came over and I was the worst in our village, the most dragged in our village, and the coolest in our village. There were still people on the side who laughed when they heard it, and Wen Hao broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it, no, even children can sing.

Wen Hao and Sun Yurong followed the singing, and saw that it was still a 5-6-year-old girl singing, her face was red and simple like an apple, very cute and pleasing, but unfortunately the singing voice in her mouth destroyed this cute image.

Sun Yurong couldn't stand it and ran to the little child, squatted down and hugged the little girl: "This song is not good, little girls shouldn't sing this kind of song." You parents also let their children sing this kind of song, purely want their children to learn badly, right? ”

Looking at Sun Yurong's expression, it seemed that the child was her child, but her parents became the big bad wolf who instigated the child to learn badly.

"It's not that we want him to learn, but there are a few young people in my neighborhood who don't know where they learned, and they always sing in our house, and our children will listen to it too much. I don't know who made this kind of immoral singing, didn't it make children learn badly? The child's mother also complained.

"If you do more songs like "See You Cooking Smoke Again" and "When Will You Come", everyone still likes it very much." The child's father also said on the side.

Wen Hao felt very uncomfortable when he heard it on the side. I didn't expect this song to be a bad phenomenon for children to listen to. Although Shanghai at this time was at the forefront of pop music in Asia, pop songs were still rarely comparable to later generations, so his song would make an impression on underage children.

Wen Hao also walked up to the child. took it from Sun Yurong's hand, "Children should not sing this kind of song, they should sing children's songs and the like, they are good children." ”

"What is a nursery rhyme, no one has taught me." The little girl asked Wen Hao innocently. Wen Hao was stunned when he heard it, he knew a lot of pop songs, but he really didn't know much about children's songs.

Wen Hao hugged the little girl and looked at her red and simple little face like an apple, and remembered a popular song.

I planted a seed and finally it bore fruit

Today is a great day

Pick the stars and give them to you, pull down the moon and give them to you

Let the sun rise for you every day

Turn into a candle and burn yourself just to illuminate you

Give you everything I have, as long as you rejoice

You make every tomorrow meaningful

Life is short, love you and never give up

You're my little apple

I can't love you enough

The little red face warms my heart

The fire that brightens my life

You're my little apple

Like the most beautiful clouds in the sky

Spring has come again and the hillsides are full of flowers

If you plant hope, you will reap the rewards

Don't feel like you hate everything you like

Fresh every day with yours

With you, the sun is brighter, and the night is not dark

You are the white clouds, I am the blue sky

Spring and you walk among the blooming flowers

Watch the stars and wink with you on summer nights

Autumn dusk with you wandering in the golden wheat fields

Winter snowflakes fly with you warmer

You're my little apple

This Internet Divine Comedy made Wen Hao sing it so that everyone on the street stopped and watched, and the little girl was attracted at once. If you don't learn anything else, you will learn to say, "You are my little apple, no matter how much I love you, you are my little apple, just like the clouds in the sky." Wen Hao sang while pinching the little girl's little face like a little apple.

Sun Yurong listened and learned while listening, even the little girl's parents were also going to school, and many passers-by were also learning. Although you can't learn the whole piece at once, "You're my little apple." Not only did the little girl learn, but the people around her would sing, whenever Wen Hao sang here, the little girl also sang loudly, and Wen Hao also learned to pinch Wen Hao's big face with her hands, "You are my little little apple"

Sun Yurong and her parents smiled back and forth. Sun Yurong said to the little girl, "He is a big apple, you are the little apple, the little apple is cute, and the big apple is not cute." ”

The little girl tilted her head and thought about it, and said, "To him, if you are an adult, you are the big apple, and if I am a child, you are the little apple." After speaking, the people around him laughed a lot.

"You're my big apple," the little girl then changed the lyrics.

"The little guy is so smart, don't sing any worst and most dragged songs in the future, just sing this song." Sun Yurong turned her head and asked, "What is this song called?" ”

"You're my little apple." Wen Hao returned.

"You're my little apple, it's easy to understand, and it's much better for you to sing this little apple in the future than those messy songs." Sun Yurong kissed the little girl's little face and said with a smile.

"I'll make a little apple in the future, Mom and Dad." The little girl turned her head and asked her parents.

"Okay, I'll call you Little Apple in the future." Her mother said happily.

"You're my little apple, I can't love you too much." The little girl's father sang to her. His wife couldn't help but glance at her husband, not thinking that he, a rigid man, still had such a cute side.

"Can this gentleman write down the lyrics, I'm afraid I'll forget some when I go back." The girl's mother said embarrassedly.

"Yes, uncle, I don't remember a lot of lyrics, just remember that you are my little apple." The little girl stands behind in solidarity with her mother.

Wen Hao touched his body and found that he didn't bring pen and paper, turned his head to look at Sun Yurong, Sun Yurong shook his head and didn't bring it.

The girl's parents handed over the pen from behind, but there was no paper on them, and a young man next to him somehow got a few pieces of paper from there and handed them over.

Wen Hao found a platform, spread the paper on it, wrote the lyrics, and handed it to the couple. At this time, someone on the side asked the couple if they could copy it. There are also many people who want to copy this song.

Many people also asked Wen Hao about the person whose name he called. Seeing this, Wen Hao took advantage of those who were copying the lyrics and pulled Sun Yurong to escape.

Sun Yurong gave Wen Hao a hand to escape from here, she looked at Wen Hao from behind and thought to herself, when he killed a few Japanese girls, he not only showed a ruthless side, but today he was full of childlike fun and kindness when facing that little girl. Although I didn't have much contact with him before, it was very different from before. This man has many secrets, and Sun Yurong is now full of curiosity about Wen Hao.

At this time, Wen Hao stopped. Well, now that those people can't find them, Wen Hao looked at the sky and said, "It's not too early to thank you for accompanying me out, do you want me to send you home." ”

Sun Yurong saw that the time was not early, but she didn't expect that time would pass so quickly today. I really don't want to go back. Thinking of this, Sun Yurong couldn't help blushing a little. Isn't it reluctant?

"It's not early, it's time for me to go back, I can go back by myself, I don't need you to send it." Sun Yurong.