The beginning was divorced, and a song became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 384 Let's go, take you to install batch

A group of people walked for a while.

Seeing that Su Zhe became the leader of the team and led them forward, the glamorous proprietress couldn't help it.

"Hey, are you going to take us there?"

"Of course I'm taking you guys to play tricks. Damn, if you dare to question me, I'll make their broken circle shake to pieces!"

Mu Xiaoxiao excitedly said, "Teacher Su, what do you want to do?"

Su Zhe pinched the opponent's cheek again.

"Don't ask, just follow me."

Don't look too chic.

So handsome.

For a moment, Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of little stars.

What does he want to do?
I don't know, just follow him obediently at this time.

Strolling to a small square, there are many street performers selling and singing, and tourists watching around.

After listening to the song quietly, Su Zhe put a few banknotes on the hat, and walked up to it under the surprised eyes of the onlookers.

"Well, you can sing really well, can I borrow your guitar and place, and let me sing a few songs too?"

The little brother who is the lead singer of that small band is a little confused, big brother, you think I can't sing well, right?

After seeing the person clearly, he froze, his voice trembling a little,

"You, who are you?"

"Hee hee, if you don't want to."

"Yes, yes!"

The little brother went crazy, turned around and screamed at his companions,

"Come here quickly, come quickly, Su Zhe, it's God Su!"

Go back to that folk song bar and sing a song, slap them in the face?
No need, how much energy I have, don't I have any clues in my heart, I am no longer the beggar I used to be, not bragging, just the word Su Zhe is enough to make people crazy!
"Su Che?"

"Su Zhe is actually here."

"Su Zhe is in our city."

With a scream, the whole small square boiled.

Those who know Su Zhe, or those who don't, anyway, he is a star, and it doesn't matter if he sees the excitement, all around him!

Just crazy!
The glamorous proprietress looked at the boiling small square and covered her forehead with a headache!
Mu Xiaoxiao and her companions were full of little stars.

Su Zhe hung up the guitar with a smile, and strummed the strings. Well, the sound was very accurate.

Take another look at the swarming crowd, all holding their mobile phones, a little flashing.

Lower the brim of the peaked cap a little more, facing the microphone,
"Hi, hello, I'm Su Zhe. I can take photos and videos as I like, but if you can turn off the flash, my charming eyes will be blinded by you."

There is joy all around.

"Ha ha!!!"

"Su Zhe! I'm your brainless fan!"

"Su Zhe, I love you!"

The onlookers are all boiling!

Su Zhe, Su Zhe!
It's really him!

"Thank you, thank you, keep a little distance, don't crowd, my fans are very qualified, right?"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

"it is good!!!!"

"Listen to Su Zhe, don't squeeze, and be courteous."

The crowd immediately consciously kept their distance, what is personal charm, that is, Mu Xiaoxiao and the beautiful proprietress were fascinated again.

"Erhai is very beautiful. I like it very much. I like the little seagulls here. I like to watch the moon quietly here. I also met a student, right?"

Su Zhe pointed at her with a smile.

"She had some very bad experiences in Lishi. She cried like a little cat. She said that Lishi only has fake Wenqing and shit-like ballads. This is simply slandering our Lishi. Then I can't agree, right? You agree ?"

"No promise!"

"That's right. Actually, I don't know what is a real literary youth, what is a real folk song. To this kind of people who slander our city, I just want to say, goodbye, Miss Miao!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Everyone could tell that Su Zhe was joking with her intimately.

Miss Meow, that's not a bad title.

"I sing whatever I want, and you listen to whatever you want. There are other people's stories, my own stories, maybe your stories, or maybe it has nothing to do with anyone. Just let everyone enjoy listening, and then I will start singing."

"The first song is for this Miss Meow. I don't know if she will like it, but at least the title of the song will be very appropriate."

Su Zhe didn't reveal Mu Xiaoxiao's name, so he used Miss Meow instead.

"Goodbye, Miss Meow!"

Play the guitar.

"Those who don't go home early in the morning and lose sleep again,
I will remember that summer again,

I searched for you in this noise,

Everyone loves Ms. Meow,

She can't sleep as well as I do,

I also think about how to eat enough every day,

But her eyes are still so pure,
Even if I already feel the impetuosity of the world,
"

Simple speakers, the volume has already been turned to the maximum,
The beautiful melody and gentle magnetic voice filled the sky above the small square in an instant.

"But goodbye, goodbye, Miss Meow,

Can you forgive the boy who provoked you,

Don't let your soul linger in that night,

I know you won't lose your eyes,

So goodbye, goodbye, Miss Meow,

You don't care about yesterday when I appeared,

Follow that ray of sunshine,
to find the most beautiful world,

"

"Wow!"

Then look at the cute Miss Meow, who is already crying and covering her mouth, her tears are like a broken dam.

No matter how impetuous the world is, Ms. Meow will never lose her eyes.

Follow the ray of sunshine and you will find the most beautiful world, even if it is just a beautiful lie.

but,

Can you forgive the boy who provoked you?

Haha!

Forgive me!
Sing like you've offended me, huh, I don't know what to say!
Sing!

Just singing!
Not impressed at all!
Feelings, in fact, that's the thing, people who write songs are serious, people who listen to songs are the most ruthless, as long as you are happy, I am fine!

After singing, the small square was boiling.

""On the way", in fact, we are all on the road, and we are also in other people's scenery."

Su Zhe looked at Mu Xiaoxiao who was wiping tears with a smile, and then played the guitar again.

"The evening bird,
How slender is the shadow,
overnight at
a mountain pass,
wet clothes in the mist,
carrying jug of wine,
to the wilderness,
Drink the autumn yellow,
don't worry,
don't chant,
Just pack your bags,
Wading out of this solitude is wading through growth,
When encountering wind and waves, encountering falsehood,
To hold back the momentary look back is to hold back the panic,
"

It doesn't sing or sing, without too much emotion, as if it is seriously telling a story, and it is also like deliberating on the draft of a poem, making a sound after thinking, and grinding it in your ear.

Then what is reflected in your eyes is the road, the moonlight, the woods, the traveler, intertwined and intertwined, dependent on each other, continuing a never-ending journey.

There is no high-pitched roaring and bullying, and there is no pretending to be chic and sensational, only the faint rhythm of footsteps is accompanying, knocking on the heart, like pulse, like breathing, along the wide and sparse road, walking smoothly.

This is a song that comes naturally.

"Listen to the street,

world situation,
or out of the ordinary,
via Gobi,
cross the broken bridge,
The smell of fallen earth,
pass a cigarette,
to travelers,
Free this starlight,
cocoon grinding in,
on the heel,
No matter the distance,
"

Closing my eyes, I also remembered my previous journeys, and I have also been to Lan City, and felt that it was an ambitious city full of loopholes.

But his "Lan Shi Lan Shi" can make himself, a heartless wanderer, feel a sense of nostalgia.

What kind of life has he experienced to sing the full vicissitudes of life, maybe he is the one who has achieved the ultimate in the life he wants, the eyes of the beautiful proprietress are blurred again.

(End of this chapter)