Chapter 524 (1/2)

Here, no one can recognize her, Miss Song.

This kind of feeling, unexpectedly extremely relaxed.

So wearing a rabbit mask and following a group of people wearing similar masks, you can hardly take a look at the man selling stinky tofu and ask, ”how much is it?”

”Twenty yuan a share.”

She also bought one. She took a bite with her nose and frowned, some of which were difficult to swallow.

Looking at the group of young lovers nearby, you and I had a good time eating. She wondered if the boss was not friendly enough to her and put the wrong seasoning.

Then he walked to the side of the garbage can. After throwing it away, he heard a bright and steady female voice behind him, ”quick, quick, there is a little brother playing bass solo in front of me, so handsome.”

Song ran turned her head and saw a girl in her early twenties. She was so excited that her legs sprang on the ground. Then she took her good sister and hurried forward.

Song ran kept silent and followed behind.

Along the way, the girl was still nagging, ”I didn't expect that the quality of the passers-by on the spark Festival this year was so high. There were a group of girls watching, and their voices were almost hoarse. Now in the past, maybe we can catch some alive when we step down later.”

Listening to her, the other little sister's pace also accelerated a few minutes, all the way to urge, the sound of the sound reverberating in her ears became more and more clear.

As I got closer, I saw the bright lights on the temporary outdoor stage beside the artificial lake. The man standing in the middle of the stage carried a electric bass on his back, playing and singing an English song full of vitality.

His pronunciation is standard and clear, and his voice is clean and clear. He listens with his eyes closed, which is no less than that of a large stage performance.

Song Ran's side, someone sighed in a low voice, ”how can his English pronunciation be so good? It's crazy.”

And she stares at the steady man on the stage and smiles.

If you remember correctly, it should be eight years.

How can a man who has been in England for eight years still have a poor pronunciation.

In addition, it is hard for her to know that the single family has a good reputation in Shanghai, and its influence is no less than that of the Song family. However, the second young master of the single family can devote himself to the stage, and seems to have completely forgotten his identity.

According to her heart, this is what song ran can't do.

A hi song has already detonated the audience. A group of girls around Song ran screamed in unison, almost piercing the eardrum.

And then look at the man on the stage, after a little bow, in response to the request of the audience, take off his bass guitar, and slowly pace to a piano.

But in an instant, he completely changed his aura, and the profile of the face facing the stage was clear. It seemed that he pressed the key twice after a brief brewing.

After getting the timbre of the piano, he nodded to the teacher who played music next to him. A beautiful and affectionate music flowed slowly on his fingertips.

The audience quickly recognized that it was a classic piece of Titanic. Playing it on the piano, it had a special ethereal and romantic flavor.

At the moment when the man's deep and deep voice and the music were playing slowly, the noisy scene was quiet. The girl next to her grabbed her companion's arm, and her small cheek redly repeated, ”my God, my heart will go on! My heart is eternal, and so am I

Song ran peeked at the past quietly, and was amused by the clumsy appearance of the girl.

Looking up again, I don't know how many schoolgirls who just like that will suffer from insomnia all night.

In a flash, she hooked the corner of her lips and envied them.

It's a good life.

Compared with the quiet life like a stagnant water, she is very curious about why those who will be happy and sad will express themselves through body and language without reservation when they encounter things, so as to let others know that she is happy or sad.

In this or that conjecture, the man's affectionate solo slowly ends, and the warm applause under the stage almost engulfs people.