Yang Jingxing was facing the sidewalk. The guitar was playing. The female shopkeeper was very polite. She walked up to the singer and looked at the front. She already had a surprised expression on her face.

If you want to ask for money, you can't sing softly. Although there is only one audience, Yang Jingxing is still serious. He plays the guitar loudly and lets go of his voice, singing loudly.

Music should be instinctive. The computers in the clothing store use very cheap small speakers. But after Yang Jingxing sang a few lines, the shop owner showed a surprised expression, and the politeness of the businessman almost completely disappeared.

There were still people passing by. After Yang Jingxing sang his first song, the audience increased to four, leaving an elderly couple alone and attracting the people buying mahjong machines next door. Apart from the cyclists, only two pedestrians slipped through the net.

There was applause, but not money. Yang Jingxing thanked several audience members for their drumbeats before continuing to cheer.

After the singer finished singing his second song, there were about ten people watching. Although a few of them came out of the restaurant and were bored waiting for the bus. A few people applauded, and some praised the singer for his good singing, but still no one cheered.

The female shopkeeper actually left and went back to the shop.

Oops, just as Yang Jingxing's third song started, the female shopkeeper came back. She held a twenty-yuan bill between her middle and index fingers and shook it slightly. She bent down and put it in the shoe box. She smiled and shouted to the singer who was singing loudly: "Do it."

Just like that, don’t leave it empty.”

Yang Jingxing added thank you between the two lyrics.

The third song was about to end, and the elderly couple who seemed to be quite well-educated took action after consultation. The old lady put five yuan into the shoe box. Yang Jingxing nodded in thanks, the old lady waved politely, and then continued walking with the old man.

.But fortunately, the number of listeners has not decreased.

The female shopkeeper stopped ordering songs, and the others who didn't pay seemed to be embarrassed, so Yang Jingxing decided on his own that the fourth song to be sung was "Love Sales", probably because of market considerations.

In fact, Yang Jingxing plays the guitar sincerely and sings quite hard, but he is still embarrassed because the professionals are here. In the night, he is wearing a beautiful black and white large color matching jacket and a white striped bottoming shirt with a long red pencil

He Peiyuan, who was wearing trousers, was walking from a distance. Her steps were slower than walking, but her figure became clearer and clearer. This girl was alone and really out of place in this environment. No wonder she was afraid.

Yang Jingxing worked diligently and continued to play and sing the song.

He Peiyuan came closer and stopped under a tree five or six meters away from the singer. The professional's expression was indeed very different from others, with a solemn look on his face.

Yang Jingxing sang more cheerfully.

He Peiyuan must have hated this kind of song, staring at the singer was so gloomy.

After singing, Yang Jingxing quickly tried to please the audience, nodding his head left and right: "Thank you, thank you." He made some adjustments.

No, there is no market for popular songs, and there is still only twenty-five yuan in the shoe box.

After looking at He Peiyuan who didn't even applaud, Yang Jingxing changed his tune and said, "One more song, "With You in My Life", I wish everyone love and happiness."

There were a few people who clapped their hands twice, and they probably sang really well, and the situation seemed to be improving.

402 is still capable. The audience remained for the fifth song. There were nearly twenty people there, and they had begun to block He Peiyuan's sight. He Peiyuan was still willing to watch and moved her position, but her face was still not clear.

Not bad, not bad, the fifth song earned Yang Jingxing another ten yuan. The big brother who gave the money not only encouraged but even gave sincere suggestions, asking Yang Jingxing to find a better way, go to the Bund on Nanjing Road or something, it must be many times better than this.

Oops, at the beginning of the sixth song "Love Like Tide", which was probably based on the age group of most of the audience, the singer finally waited for an audience of young girls, and there were three of them at once, and they were very lively and loud.

:"How handsome!"

Yang Jingxing cast a proud look at He Peiyuan, who had moved closer to the side.

He Peiyuan finally smiled. This smile was a bit far away, but there was no reluctance, no disgust, no blame. It was just a beautiful and simple smile.

Is it because there is a young girl? Yang Jingxing is more motivated and is simply distracted.

Young people are still active. After listening to an old-fashioned song, several gorgeous girls in their twenties cheered loudly. One of them directly asked the singer to come closer while taking out a fifty-dollar bill from her wallet and handing it over: "Here!

"

Yang Jingxing bent down and picked up the shoe box: "Thank you, thank you."

The girl put the money into the box: "Handsome guy, add me as a friend. What's your number?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you, please order a song."

The other two girls laughed, and the one who was cheering made a very reproachful expression, but he wasn't really angry: "No...is it okay to take pictures?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "No problem."

For fifty yuan, the three girls took turns taking pictures, and then took pictures together, and then asked for a song. Yang Jingxing couldn't sing it yet... It made everyone around him laugh. The atmosphere became lively, and someone else paid twenty yuan.

dollars.

Fortunately for Yang Jingxing, a girl jokingly asked for "I'm Too a Rose", a love song from Cheng Yaoyao's new album, and 402 decisively agreed.

Women are still willing to spend money. A middle-aged woman took out twenty, and Yang Jingxing even smiled. However, He Peiyuan seemed a little unhappy, pouting and avoiding Yang Jingxing's eyes.

After the seventh song was sung, Yang Jingxing didn't want anyone else to ask for a song: "Thank you everyone for supporting me. I'm a little tired. I'll play a clear song for you at the end. Thank you."

Some people in the audience also recognized that Yang Jingxing played the guitar very well, but they did not recognize his guitar signature.

The prelude sounded, and He Peiyuan became even more unhappy. It was obviously "Only You Know This is a Love Song". The girl walked closer, feeling that she had already blended into the twenty or thirty audience members, and she also received a lot of attention.

Yang Jingxing's fingerstyle skills are still very good here, and he plays very seriously. He is so involved that he forgets to please the audience and only glances at He Peiyuan. It is natural, as a man, he is very good at discovering beauty.

He Peiyuan also listened carefully and stood up straight. Among the people around her, she was the only one who could show the expression of sitting in a concert hall.

After playing the song, Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you, thank you." He bent down and picked up the shoe box, as if he was afraid of being snatched but gave up hope.

Another kind person gave me ten yuan, mainly as a sincere suggestion. The little brother should try his best. If he sings so well, he might become a star.

Yang Jingxing thanked the shop owner again, and the shop owner even encouraged him and made him a little envious. He must have earned more than 100 yuan during the conference.

The girl who won the first place is very cheerful. Is she leaving now? Have a late night snack, leave her phone number, and where do she usually do her activities?

Yang Jingxing was polite: "Thank you, stay. Please stay. I'm going this way. Goodbye!"

Fortunately, the car was parked far away, and the three girls only pestered the singer for thirty or forty meters before giving up. Yang Jingxing trotted quickly with a piano in hand and money in hand to catch up with He Peiyuan, who was waiting in front.

Looking at each other, He Peiyuan had nothing to say and reached for the shoe box, as if to keep the money.

Yang Jingxing couldn't wait any longer: "I told you, get up wherever you fall."

He Peiyuan held the shoe box and looked up into Yang Jingxing's eyes without saying a word.

Yang Jingxing held a grudge: "You rejected me right here that day."

He Peiyuan's lips were a little aggrieved, and her eyes seemed innocent.

Yang Jingxing was out of breath after running a few steps: "Yuanyuan, are you willing to be my girlfriend? If you don't agree, I won't give you food."

He Peiyuan's breathing rhythm was disturbed by Yang Jingxing and became unstable. She even lost her standing. She suddenly leaned forward, her chest first leaning on Yang Jingxing's body, and then her lower face was buried on Yang Jingxing's shoulder. The hand in her hand

The shoebox separated the lower bodies of the two people.

Yang Jingxing held the piano in his left hand, so he could only put his right hand on the back of the girl's head and threatened: "Promise me?"

Maybe they were moved by Yang Jingxing's patience. The two of them cuddled up in strange postures on this strange street. After being quiet for about ten seconds, He Peiyuan spoke out: "I promise you." Although the voice was not loud, it was not weak.

, even confident.

Yang Jingxing was still polite: "Thank you Yuanyuan..."

He Peiyuan raised her head and raised her face. This girl is pretty good. She hasn't practiced in a few days. Moreover, it was her first time to take the initiative. With the shoe box in her hand and her eyes almost closed, she immediately

I bit the rogue's lip. It was really biting and sucking.
Chapter completed!