Los Angeles, USA.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun slowly rises and the morning light shines into Los Angeles International Airport.

Yu Ran'er stepped into this city, her expression was slightly different, as if she was recalling something.

At this time, a taxi came, and on the car was a female driver with golden wavy waves, a big-breasted American, about thirty years old, a simple yellow shirt, and a smile like the nine o'clock sun in Los Angeles, very sunny.

I only listened to the driver ask the crowd where they were going in fluent English.

Yu Ran'er communicated in English and went on a morning tour of Los Angeles.

"Are you sure?" The female driver was a little shocked, and repeatedly confirmed that Yu Ran'er and the three of them wanted to take a taxi around the city.

"In that case, it would cost a lot." The female driver was afraid that these three people were stunned for the first time to travel abroad, so she couldn't help but remind her to save her cheating dad when she checked out later.

"It's okay, we can afford it." Yu Ran'er knew the female driver's worries, and showed a stack of freshly exchanged dollar bills.

She was relieved to see a wad of brand-new dollar bills.

After a while, yellow taxis buzzed into the road and began to tour the city with the ridiculous ideas of their guests.

When wandering around on the streets of Los Angeles, the three Lori girls sat in the back row together, Yu Ran'er sat in the left window, Yu Qian sat in the right window, and Su Yuanyuan sat in the middle, squeezing to Yu Ran'er from time to time to watch the scenery through the window.

Yu Ran's childhood was squeezed by Su Yuanyuan from time to time, but this did not affect Yu Ran'er's appreciation of foreign scenery.

The streets are full of people, blonde beauties, full of English, full of urban exoticism.

Yu Ran'er looked at some familiar scenes in Los Angeles through the window of the taxi, her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but show a touch of emotion and sadness.

The high-rise buildings, the Avenue of Stars, she obviously hadn't been here, but there was a strange sense of familiarity.

Has Yu Ran'er been here before?

What is certain is that the original owner of this body never came.

Thinking about it carefully, Yu Ran'er understood.

This familiar strangeness comes from an urban sandbox game in my past life - Grand Theft Auto 5.

The game is based in Los Angeles and Southern California, and it feels free, realistic, and even indulgent.

At that time, he was still a fan of the game, and he was quite addicted to sandbox games, so now he touches the scene, as if the game scene of that day is vivid.

I thought I had forgotten, but seeing these scenes, Yu Ran'er knew that she hadn't forgotten.

It was also because of the fascination that the voices of two companions came to my ears.

"Sister?"

"Are you in a daze, hurry up and shoot one."

Click, the photo maniac Su Yuanyuan took another photo of Yu Ran'er in a daze.

Yu Ran'er came to her senses and saw Su Yuanyuan filming herself, and asked her to delete the photo quickly with a black face.

"You deleted the picture."

After that, Yu Ran'er stretched out a hand to go over.

Yuan Yuan waved his hand to refuse, but looking at the almost blackened eyes, he couldn't help but be deflated: "Oh." ”

When the two of them deleted the photos, my sister saw more, and felt that the sister just now was in a wrong state, and couldn't help but worry: "Sister, are you okay?" ”

Yu Ran'er's heart froze, but her face was calm, she glanced at her sister, and naturally showed a puzzled expression, "What can I do, I'm just thinking about something, and I'm just accidentally in a daze." ”

This was said lightly, without any mood swings.

Su Yuanyuan, who had just deleted a photo, was in a low mood, and when she heard Yu Ran'er mention "thinking about something", she picked out the faulty words that were originally fine, "What are you thinking, are you thinking about new songs?" ”

Speaking of the new song, Yu Ran'er felt that the atmosphere inside the taxi was suddenly solemn.

Yu Ran'er was speechless, she just thought of a certain sandbox game, and she didn't think about a new song.

What a big hatred and a lot of resentment, didn't you just delete a photo in a daze.

Yu Ran'er looked at the camera, there were hundreds of private photos in it, and there was absolutely no shortage of this photo.

However, Yu Ran'er looked at Su Yuanyuan's questioning face, and the other party was too idle to find trouble.

It seems that I have to find some proper reason to deal with it, such as seeing a gringo who looks like a classmate or something.

Or look at a sports car that's really cool and wonder when to buy a sports car for a ride.

There are other reasons, but Yu Ran'er thinks they are unreliable.

Since he couldn't find a suitable reason, Yu Ran'er followed Su Yuanyuan's spearhead and said vaguely: "There is a little bit of inspiration, and emotions are still brewing." ”

Inspired, emotionally brewed.

In other words, Yu Ran'er has an idea for a new song, but there is no finished product, and you don't want to ask anything further.

"There really is!"

Su Yuanyuan just said it casually, but she didn't expect that she didn't succeed, but poked out the idea of the new song.

"New song!?" Yu Qian's eyes lit up when she heard the inspiration for the new song.

My sister thought that his sister was in a low mood, but combined with his sister's answer, Yu Qian's mind automatically made up for Yu Ran'er's psychological fluctuations.

A talented music girl sat in a taxi, looking at the various American architectural landscapes around her, and couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration, brewing feelings for a certain song.

That feeling was so strong that it was expressed on the face of a genius music girl, so Yu Ran'er looked a little emotional and sad.

Now that Yu Ran'er no longer had that strange expression on her face, Yu Qian suspected that she had interrupted her sister's thoughts.

"If you have an idea, write it down quickly, and if you put it in your head, you may forget it when you go to the toilet." Yu Qian pulled Yu Ran'er's arm, more anxious than Yu Ran'er.

“……”

Yu Ran'er was casually confused, they took it seriously, and this reason was really good.

"But how do you remember inspiration?" Yu Ran'er said slowly.

"Thinking of a special melody, humming a recording. If you think of lyrics, write them down on a sticky note on your phone. Yu Qian said seriously.

Melody, lyrics.

It's a real headache to think about, where to find the song at this time, the phone is in the pocket, both of them are staring, and they can't check the song.

I pretended to be forced to finish it with tears.

So Yu Ran'er took out her mobile phone, opened the recording software, coughed twice, and pretended to groan, very solemn.

"Miss driver, please turn off the radio, my sister wants to record."

“OK！”

The next moment, there was no noise in the taxi except for the roar of the engine and the noise of people and traffic outside the car.

Yu Qian and Su Yuanyuan pricked up their ears, and they didn't dare to breathe, lest the sound of their breathing destroy Yu Ran'er's inspiration.

However, after a long time, no tune was issued.

Yu Qian and Su Yuanyuan turned their eyes to Yu Ran'er, who was groaning, opened their mouths and closed them again, for fear of disturbing her brewing emotions.

After another minute, there was still dead silence in the car.

The female driver didn't know Mandarin, but she felt that the atmosphere in the car was weird, and the girl told her to turn off the radio before, but now she hasn't started recording, what are they doing?

Playing a game of wooden man?

At this time, the female driver glanced at the rearview mirror, saw Yu Ran'er scratching her head, and said embarrassedly:

"enmmmmm, I forgot that tune."

“……”