Xiao Li saw that there were several girls surrounding him today, so she stood alone behind him and listened to him sing silently.

After the boy finished singing, several girls hurriedly took a group photo and ordered a few ballads again.

It wasn't until the boy asked them to do the song another day that the girls reluctantly left.

As a result, the audience soon left only Xiao Li alone.

The two stood opposite each other, separated by about 1 meter in the middle, and the boy stared directly at Xiao Li, who suddenly became so embarrassed.

So, with a shy smile on his red face, he raised his hands and applauded desperately, indicating that he sang well.

The boy laughed out loud, adjusted the tone of the guitar, and immediately took out a chair from behind the shelf behind him and handed it to Xiao Li.

He said, "Sit." ”

In an instant, Xiaoli was frightened, she didn't expect the boy to hand her a chair, she was a little flattered, pointed her finger at herself, and asked incredulously: "Is it for me to sit on?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The boy smiled on his face, he smiled brightly, very good-looking.

Xiaoli has always felt that he is like a person, the characters in the comics, like the fairy road in the slam dunk, tall, sunny and handsome, and a drum of mature charm, which is especially popular with her.

Many times, Xiaoli has fantasized that this boy will definitely be very handsome when he plays basketball!

Seeing that Xiao Li stared at him without speaking, and did not sit on the chair he gave him, the boy immediately took off the guitar, walked up to Xiao Li, picked up the foldable chair, and wiped it with his own clothes.

Xiaoli panicked, and hurriedly snatched the chair over and explained: "You misunderstood, I didn't think this chair was dirty." ”

Immediately after, Xiao Li hurriedly put down the chair and sat in front of him seriously.

Only then did the boy smile and walk back to his place, pick up his guitar, and ask her, "What song do you want to hear?" ”

Xiao Li looked at the boy's affectionate eyes, looked at the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and she said in a ghostly manner: "I like to listen to all the songs you sing." ”

When the words fell, Xiao Li regretted her death, thinking, why is she so cheeky, why is she so straightforward? What if the other party is scared and he doesn't come to the flyover to sing in the future?

The boy smiled, brighter than before, plucked the guitar, and sang for her across the ocean to see you.

Xiao Li listened to the clouds, as if she understood something, but she didn't understand anything.

A song that floats across the ocean to see you ends, Xiaoli took out a hundred yuan from her bag and put it in the guitar box, then hooked a good-looking crook and applauded again.

After Xiaoli returned to school, she was better than she used to be able to clean herself up, no longer the frizzy little girl, she was more beautiful and radiant than before, and she stood with Su Liliang Nuan Qin Ge Tianye, not inferior at all.

Perhaps because he grew up in the Liang family, he has been influenced by the old man of the Liang family for a long time, and was forced by Liang Nuannuan to read books, learn painting, wear cheongsam, and still have some literary and artistic atmosphere on his body.

She's in school, and she's a veritable school girl.

The boy looked at the money that Xiaoli put in the guitar box, smiled brightly, and said, "Classmate, in the past six months, if you hadn't given me a hundred yuan a day, I would have starved to death on the streets." ”

Although the boy has many fans, he is almost a student in school, many of them listen to songs for free, and the money given is ten or twenty yuan, which is very small, which is not enough for him to raise the piano, and other passers-by don't give money, listen to it and leave.

Xiaoli is his number one financier, and for 188 days, he gave him 100 yuan every day, which is enough for him to eat and live.

Seeing that the boy said something serious, Xiao Li immediately waved his hand to explain: "Classmate, what you said is serious, with your qualifications, few popular singers can sing you, and you are completely condescending to sing here." ”

The boy sneered, and Xiao Li was the first person to praise like this.

However, the boy didn't answer Xiao Li's words, nor did he talk to her about singing, but took a few steps back, kicked his left leg on the railing of the overpass, stared at Xiao Li with deep eyes, and asked with a light smile, "What's your name?" ”

Xiaoli got up from the chair and replied solemnly: "My name is Jiang Xiaoli." ”

Xiao Li's attitude, as if she was a freshman who had just changed schools, was particularly nervous.

"Jiang Xiaoli, Jiang Xiaoli." The boy muttered Pear's name, looked her from head to toe, and said, "This name matches you well, it's very clear, and it sounds good." ”

Seeing that the other party praised her, Xiao Li's face turned red and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Then, Xiao Li pursed her lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, carefully raised her head, looked at the other party and asked, "What's your name?" ”

However, the boy did not answer her immediately, but changed the subject and asked: "In the past six months, you have come to listen to me sing every day, do you like to listen to songs?" ”

Xiao Li shook her head stupidly, and when she realized that she was wrong, she immediately nodded.

In fact, she likes to listen to songs because she met him, and in the past, she basically didn't listen to songs, and only cared about eating.

Strictly speaking, she doesn't like to listen to songs, but likes to come and see him.

The boy shook his head again, nodded again, and smiled again.

Xiao Li stared at the other party intently, and found that this boy was so funny.

What's worse is that he smiles so good-looking, Xiaoli can't take his eyes off it at all, I'm afraid that tonight I will go out of my body and go home with him.

Looking at each other for a moment, Xiao Li came back to her senses and said in a panic: "I think you look like a person." ”

The boy's body leaned down slightly, his eyebrows furrowed into a shallow Sichuan character, and he asked, "Like whom?" ”

"Immortal Daozhang in Slam Dunk." Xiao Li blurted out that she has never been a heartless guy.

The boy was stunned, he originally thought that Xiao Li would say that he looked like her ex-boyfriend, or his first love, or his childhood sweetheart who had been separated for many years.

These old routines, many girls have told him, he thought that Xiao Li would say the same, but he never expected that she would actually say that he was a comic character.

For a while, the boy didn't calm down, he just felt that the girl in front of him was a little stupid.

After a while, he laughed again and teased: "I thought I looked like your childhood sweetheart, or your ex-boyfriend." ”

Xiaoli immediately waved her hand and explained: "I don't have a childhood sweetheart, and I don't have an ex-boyfriend. ”

The boy smiled indifferently, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, and reminded: "It's almost 11 o'clock, aren't you going home yet?" ”

So, Xiao Li waved her little hand and said, "It's not too early, it's time for me to go home, goodbye." ”

After Xiaoli said goodbye, she left in a hurry, didn't stay for a moment, and didn't dare to look back at each other, she just felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream.

An ineffable dream of beauty.

The boy stared at the back of Pear, who left in a panic, picked up the hundred she had placed in the guitar case, and set it aside alone.