"Good!"
After about a minute, someone came back to their senses.
They exclaimed and cheered.
Applause hard.
It was unusually clear and loud.
It also successfully woke the others up.
In an instant, thunderous applause erupted.
Hundreds of people applauded.
The louder the applause, the louder the crying.
In the end, everyone on the street who heard the song applauded.
The applause of thousands of people was earth-shattering and tsunami like.
The entire street exploded!
"F * ck! F * ck! I'm so sh * t listening to it!"
"Heartless big shot, powerful singer! Are all street singers so fierce nowadays?"
"It's over! It was over! I'm stuck in this damn song!”
"I just had double eyelids today, and now I'm crying like a dog. I'm going to be disfigured, but I actually don't have any resentment towards Little Brother. Instead, I'm very grateful!”
"Original! I've been listening to songs for twenty years and can be considered an old fox. I've never heard this song before! It's definitely a high-quality original!"
"I'm crying so hard!"
"This song will be called 'City City', awesome!”
……
It was already late.
The night was even darker.
However, because of a song and a person, Yulin Road became very popular.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for completing the first song of your life!
The celebrity system was being activated.
A voice sounded in Chen Changfeng's mind.
"Goldfinger?"
He muttered in his heart.
Then, he stopped paying attention to it.
It was already eleven o'clock at night. If he didn't go back now, his father would definitely be worried.
Since she had taken over the body of the original owner, she had to take responsibility for it.
Chen Changfeng unhurriedly packed his things.
At this moment, Zhao Fou walked over.
His eyes were red and swollen from crying.
He stood in front of Chen Changfeng and bowed.
"Thank you!"
This song completely expressed his inner thoughts.
Zhao Feng waved his phone and said gratefully.
"Brother!"
"Add a message and I'll transfer the money to you!”
"I've done music before, so I'm considered an expert.”
"This song of yours is worth a lot!"
"But I only have 100,000 yuan in my card now. Can I transfer it to you first?”
"As for the rest, I'll transfer them to you immediately after I return!”
At the end of his sentence, Zhao Fou, the burly man, sounded nervous and cautious.
"No need!"
"You have a story, I have a song!"
"This is very fair!"
Chen Changfeng pointed at the slogan on the microphone stand.
Zhao Fou was stunned for a moment before he smiled.
"Then you have to be more generous!"
"Otherwise, I'll feel bad!”
Chen Changfeng glanced at the man in front of him and spoke.
"Do you have a dollar on you?"
Zhao Fou was stunned for a moment before he nodded abruptly.
"Yes!"
"One piece is enough!"
He watched as Chen Changfeng put away the one yuan.
Zhao Feng's eyes turned sour again.
He did not know what was going on.
In the past, she would bleed but not cry. Today, she was especially emotional.
He understood what Chen Changfeng meant.
He smiled.
He didn't force her to give him money.
He didn't ask for her contact details.
Sometimes, there were some things that only people in the martial world understood.
Heaven and earth are so big, people are everywhere.
It was fate that brought us together.
I have a story, you have a song.
It was fate.
After the story was over, the song was over.
Fate had come to an end.
Fate comes to gather together, fate scattered do not force.
It was already fortunate enough for them to meet and talk to each other once in their lives.
After that, they each left and continued on their own lives.
Perhaps, if they met by chance in the future, they would nod and smile at each other. Then, they would gather together and drink a pot of wine. After that, they would continue to part ways and continue on their way.
The road to Jianghu was long, the world of mortals was vast, and the sandstorm was turbulent. Take care of yourself, and we'll meet again if fate allows it.
This was the tacit understanding of the people of the martial world.
"Little brother, I'll give you money! Add a message!"
"Little brother, me, and me! You sang so well! I swear, from now on, you are my Prince Charming!”
"Get lost! How dare you snatch it from me!"
"Little brother, what's so good about a stinky woman! I have money. Add a message and I'll transfer it to you. In addition, I'll give you a stinking treasure! It's salty and sweet!"
"Little brother, it's mine!"
"You b * tches, do you really think my new manicure is just for show?”
……
After Zhao Fou's reminder, everyone immediately reacted.
A group of young and beautiful boys and girls went crazy.
In the name of giving gifts, they wanted to besiege the letter openly.
This time, Chen Changfeng did not refuse.
A singer also had to live.
Moreover, one of the original intentions of the Host as a street singer was to earn living expenses.
He was expressionless as he took out a piece of paper. On it was a QR code specially made by the original owner.
Other than transferring money, there was no other use.
The effect was simple, but it won Chen Changfeng's heart.
Chen Changfeng was secretly delighted as he looked at the people who looked like they had been hit by frost. However, his expression became even colder.
After packing up.
Chen Changfeng carried the guitar on his back.
He walked in front of Zhao Fou.
"Thank you!"
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Seeing Zhao Fou's puzzled expression, Chen Changfeng stretched out his finger and pointed at the opposite side.
Zhao Fou looked across and smiled.
He understood what Chen Changfeng meant.
An hour ago, he was going to the tavern.
Unexpectedly, he saw the slogan that Chen Changfeng had posted.
His heart moved.
Memories flooded back.
He sat opposite him and quietly observed the young man.
The young man turned a deaf ear to the people around him.
He looked at the young man's indifferent expression as he advised the people around him.
He only focused on the guitar in his hand.
It was as if it was his entire life.
This scene reminded Zhao Fu of his past self.
The only difference was that this boy was tougher than him.
Therefore, he moved.
At first, he just wanted to find someone to talk to and comfort the young man.
He did not expect that he would be struck by a thunderbolt thrown by the other party, causing him to shed tears.
"Why don't you explain?"
Chen Changfeng understood what Zhao Fou meant.
She was asking him why he didn't explain himself when he was accused and suspected.
His gaze was clear as he looked at Zhao Fu, as if he could see straight into his heart.
"I'm singing a song and listening to a story, not nonsense.”
"It's best to make music purely."
"Being a human is the best!"
"Sometimes, the more you explain, the more you make things worse!”
"As long as they like my music, I don't care if they like me.”
After saying that.
Chen Changfeng turned around and left.
He stared at the young man's figure.
A hint of envy appeared on Zhao Fou's face.
Although this somewhat eccentric youth was still young, he lived a more carefree life than most people.
From him, Zhao Fou saw the true purity of a musician.
He saw the most precious thing about street singers, and it was also what he had been desperately pursuing.
In fact, he was even more like a martial artist than him!
This youth would definitely be extraordinary in the future!
He laughed heartily.
Zhao Fou turned around and walked towards the tavern.
It was late at night, but the liveliness of the tavern had just begun.
He wanted to continue waiting for that person!
Or perhaps, he wasn't just waiting for that person!
There was still a city!
A memory!
Youth!
Not today!
There was still tomorrow!
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