Yunluo opened his eyes and looked at the owner of the high heels.

A girl with exquisite makeup looked at the young man angrily, "Xie Yan! You don't deserve to sing! You scum of the music industry. She took her bag and threw it at the guitar in the boy's arms.

Yunluo's hand grabbed her bag, so that she couldn't go further, and Peach Blossom's eyes were full of coldness: "You guys delayed me listening to the song!" ”

"You're less and more nosy!" The girl yelled and wanted to pull the handbag back, but she didn't move.

Seeing this, several other girls also rushed up and grabbed Xie Yan's guitar.

"You plagiarism dog, scum! Scum! You don't deserve to sing, you don't deserve to play the guitar. Smash his guitar. ”

Yunluo let go, because of inertia, the girl fell directly back, Yunluo quickly stepped forward in front of the young man, reached out and grabbed the wrist of one of the girls, and said coldly: "Apologize, pick up the money!" ”

"Purple hair, you are also fascinated by Xie Yan's fake appearance, right? I'm telling you, he's a plagiarism dog! He has a problem with his character and is not worthy of being liked! The girl said, when Xie Yan's name was mentioned, her face was disgusted and disdainful.

Purple hair?!

Yunluo's eyes were cold, and his hands were straining, and the girl's face changed, "It hurts, you let go." ”

"Apologize, pick up the money!"

The girl burst into tears of pain, and said in a muffled voice: "I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up." ”

The four girls picked up the money and put it back in the guitar cover, and the girl who threw the handbag put down the cruel words: "Xie Yan, you will sing again in the future, and the sun will destroy it once you see it!" ”

Preparing to leave aggressively, Yunluo grabbed the collar of the handbag girl, lifted her up, and put her in front of Xie Yan, "Apologize." ”

The girl struggled with her hands and feet, and she didn't break free, when did she have such an ugly appearance, and her face turned red, "Even if you want my life, I won't apologize like a plagiarism dog." ”

The other three girls also seemed to have swallowed flies, "I won't apologize to a morally corrupt person when I die!" ”

"Let them go." Xie Yan's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice.

The four girls glanced at him viciously, and the girl in the handbag widened her eyes: "Even if you are like this, we will not be grateful to you, and we will not change that you are a plagiarism dog." ”

After saying that, he ran away.

This time, Yunluo did not stop it, because Xie Yan had already plucked the strings, and her deep voice was like a drop of water dropping on the surface of a quiet lake, rippling with waves that attracted all her attention.

It's a cheerful and uninhibited tune.

"Hey, this feeling is back,

You are merciless to me, I turn away,

You are cold to me, I am looking for dreams,

I don't care, I've turned the page. ”

He tilted his head slightly, and his dark eyes stared at her like a song, with joy and wantonness.

He was wearing a mask, covering most of Xie Yan's face, which was particularly eye-catching, and the lips under the mask must have evoked a good-looking arc.

This song was specially sung by Xie Yan to her, and at the end of the song, he leaned over and took out the money from the guitar case, put the guitar in it and carried it behind his back, and put five hundred yuan in the palm of her hand, "It's late, go home." He turned away.

Yunluo tugged at the corner of his clothes, and the peach blossom eyes were full of appreciation: "Brother, your singing voice is very beautiful, the most beautiful voice I have ever heard." ”

He replied, "Thank you." The eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and the narrow eyes were slightly bent down with a hint of warmth.

"Will you still be singing here tomorrow?" She asked, tilting her head, her eyes sparkling in the dim light.

He shook his head, "No." ”

"Where are you going?" She continued, "I love listening to your songs. ”

He didn't say anything more, waved at her, smiled brightly, and disappeared into the crowd of people leaving work.