After Wen Haoran and Che Zhenyu finished eating, Che Zhenyu also took the initiative to clean up the table, which made Wen Haoran look very embarrassed.

After tidying up, the two of them sat on the sofa, and Che Zhenyu said casually, "Haoran, wait a minute, I'll go to the Internet café just now to meet the Internet, I estimate that I won't be back until midnight at night, you can get some food by yourself." ”

"Well, Brother Zhenyu, don't you sing in the bar while you're resting now?"

"Do more of what you like to do while you're awake, even if it's a waste of life in the eyes of others, because you don't know how long you will fall asleep in the future." Che Zhenyu was wearing his coat and said to Wen Haoran jokingly.

Wen Haoran nodded thoughtfully, and gave Che Zhenyu a thumbs up, he was really a free and easy person.

"Then I'm leaving."

"That's right......" Wen Haoran took out 32W from his small 'pocket money' and handed it to Che Zhenyu, "Brother Zhenyu, this is my rent this month." ”

"It's okay, you can take it first. Wait until you find a job and give it to me. I'll go first. Che Zhenyu naturally knows that it is estimated that this money is also a huge amount of money for Wen Haoran now.

However, seeing that Wen Haoran's mentality is very good, he is also very relieved, if he could have such a good mentality at the beginning, he would not be alone now.

Wen Haoran looked at Che Zhenyu who was leaving, but muttered to himself, "It seems that the earth is not only revolving around Wang Cong's goods, but also revolving around me." I met nice people when I went out. ”

I went back to my room and lay down, but I thought that there was about 40W of 'pocket money' left in my purse, and rubbed my hair.

He looked at his hand, took out the guitar in the guitar case, plucked it with a pick, and a simple and crisp melody sounded in the room.

"It's ok. It doesn't affect any status. In the past two days, I will temporarily experience the feeling of street performance. When my hand is healed, I will find a pianist in a French restaurant, and I will not have to worry about making a living. ”

Wrapped in his coat, brought a black scarf and a pair of black finger leaky gloves, Wen Haoran walked to the bathroom with satisfaction and looked at his appearance.

She also stretched out her gloved hand and shook it in front of the mirror. "Wuli Xiujing is giving hands."

Stretch out your index finger and pull your hands together, "Perfect!" ”

I returned to my room and put on my guitar case and took the subway to Myeongdong.

Although the weather is cold, for women, shopping can be carried out regardless of snow or sun.

Therefore, Myeongdong is still so lively, and with the continuous influx of tourists, the flow of people here can be said to be endless.

However, for Wen Haoran, this place is relatively familiar. When filming a variety show, I came with Taeyeon and the Zheng sisters, but at that time, there were a lot of co-workers around me, and this time, in addition to himself, there was only the expensive guitar behind him.

There are also quite a few stalls with hot white smoke on them, all of which are Korean snacks.

Wen Haoran found an intersection and leaned on the side of the road. There was a low stone pier, and he opened the guitar case and placed it in front of him. Take out your guitar and play a few notes leisurely.

When many people passed by, they still took a curious look, but they didn't stop.

Wen Haoran first played a pure music of "City in the Sky", but there were many women who were overflowing with maternal love, looking at this frozen red fluttering face, and threw some money into Wen Haoran's guitar case.

I just played a song. Wen Haoran felt that the fingers of his left hand pressing the guitar string were a little painful, and it was not easy to come out and mix.

However, looking at the bits and pieces of banknotes thrown in the guitar case in front of him, Wen Haoran felt quite a sense of accomplishment.

Next, Wen Haoran played the song "Ode to Pingyu" written by Zheng Ronghe and Xu Xian when they were filming my knot, and his mouth also moved. He began to sing.

At this moment, there is an inexplicable attraction for some of these girls, and a few girls stop in front of Wen Haoran holding hands.

Listen to him sing quietly, because the song is very simple, so there is no singing skill to talk about, but it is so slowly narrated to give people a sweet feeling.

Although this song was written by Zheng Yonghe based on his relationship with Xu Xian, he also has a sense of substitution for Wen Haoran, who has not been with Krystal for a long time.

Naturally, my mind is full of pictures of getting along with Krystal, and it is naturally sweet and touching when I sing it......

Wen Haoran was performing on the streets of Myeongdong, and the media naturally quickly got moved, after all, he can be described as a 'celebrity' now, although this popularity is a bit inexplicable.

When Wen Haoran finished singing and opened his eyes, he saw several girls clapping their hands vigorously.

Hurriedly stood up, bent down and bowed, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Several girls shook their heads in unison, looking at Wen Haoran with blazing eyes, and naturally Wen Haoran also knew the meaning.

sat down and continued to play and sing, for a man with a female ticket, if he sings any sad love songs, he probably won't even be able to get by.

I don't know if Wen Haoran thinks that Zheng Rong is like a bully, and he took Cnbule's "Love Light" again.

Whether it is Cnbule as a general trend band, it is indeed good to use their songs, and there are more and more people around, but everyone is very conscious that they are not in the way.

Unconsciously, two or three hours passed for Wen Haoran to sing.

The mouth is also thirsty, of course, there are only Korean songs, English songs and Chinese songs, but there are more and more onlookers here.

But it's not just about singing.

Most people recognized that Wen Haoran was the former PD of "Taste Xing", who was on the cusp of the limelight recently, so he came to watch.

"I'm a little thirsty when I sing, so I'm going to buy a cup of coffee to warm up and quench my thirst by the way."

After speaking, he was about to leave, when there was a scream not far away, and a large number of ignorant girls accompanied by a crowd of people came towards this side.

Naturally, the crowd of onlookers also turned their heads one after another, and many boys jumped to try to see who was sacred in the middle.

But I saw a man wearing sunglasses, a black knitted hat, and a gray scarf covering his mouth firmly in this direction.

Looking at the figure, it is indeed a little familiar, but it seems to be a person.

Wen Haoran couldn't help but whisper, "Now artists are really bold, in a place like Myeongdong, even if you turn to ashes, you will be recognized." There are really people, leaving aside the assistant agent, running alone. ”

Shaking his head, he prepared to leave, avoiding the edge for the time being.

But he found that the target of the crowd seemed to be himself, and after a while, he saw that the group of girls gave way to the mysterious man, and even carried two cups of coffee.

"Wen PD, here you go."

"Mo?" Hearing this familiar voice, Wen Haoran didn't expect that he would be the first to come to see him. (To be continued.) )