The little girl has a sweet voice, which is very suitable for singing love songs.

The first song she chose was "Remember" by Gu Zhimiao.

[Who still remembers who said first, "I'll always love you"? The words in the past are our wounds in the future]

Gu Zhimiao was not idle at all. He ate and drank as usual, and did not stop to listen carefully to what the singing girl was singing.

The singing girl chose "He Doesn't Love Me" as her second song.

[I saw through his heart, and the backs of others lingering around. His memories were not clear enough]

The little girl sang very hard, but the guests at the table in front of her looked like starving ghosts, just busy eating.

Guests I have met before will always give some reaction.

Later, they sang "Katyusha", "Every Word", "About Winter", "I Won't Like You", "Lillian", "Ideal Thirty"...

The little girl's voice was almost smoking from singing.

The guests at the table had finally finished eating. Except for the one who had his back to her, the other four had put down their chopsticks and were listening to her singing attentively.

Wang Xiaoya advised: "Sister, that's enough. Otherwise, no matter how strong the coffee is tomorrow, it won't save you."

Gu Zhimiao sighed, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

He turned around and said to the singing girl, "Come on, lend me your guitar."

The little girl didn't understand what was going on, so she took down her guitar and lent it to Gu Zhimiao.

Gu Zhimiao held the guitar in his arms and plucked the strings: "When singing folk songs, you need to be more natural, don't be pretentious, be more casual, think about the feeling of speaking, don't make the rhythm too fast, and practice your chest voice."

Then Gu Zhimiao began to play and sing by himself:

[After the rain, a car drove by, passing through the pale dusk]

[The old iron sheet is heading south, the lover is no longer there]

……

The little girl was immediately immersed in Gu Zhimiao's singing.

I was complaining in my heart, saying so much, if you can do it then just sing. She had already sung almost ten songs and was very tired, so of course I was a little impatient.

As a result, as I listened, I felt something was not right.

Why does this person’s voice sound so similar to Gu Zhimiao’s?

Is he an imitator of Gu Zhimiao?

There was a sister in the little girl’s singing group who imitated Gu Zhimiao very well. At that time, she didn’t even think that the person in front of her was Gu Zhimiao.

The people around were also attracted by Gu Zhimiao's voice.

The sound effects given by the system are a passive skill. As long as Gu Zhimiao sings, the people around her who are listening to the song will unconsciously be immersed in her singing.

Sing a song!

Gu Zhimiao suddenly wanted to play a joke on the little girl in front of him, so he asked, "Little sister, do you want two hundred yuan or a song?"

The little girl's eyes widened. "A song? What song?"

I complained in my heart: Does this person want to shirk his debt? A song? Does he think he is Gu Zhimiao?

"A song written for you. You can own the performance rights of this song without paying separately. Which one do you choose, 200 yuan or a song?"

The little girl's eyes widened even more, almost popping out of their sockets.

“Are you a creator?”

Gu Zhimiao nodded.

The girl obviously didn't believe it: "There are so many creators now, and a lot of them are rubbish. If you give me a song, what if it's not worth 200 yuan?"

Wang Xiaoya was a little angry!

Gu Zhimiao gave her a look, and Wang Xiaoya did not slam the table and stand up.

Xiaomei, Xiaomin and Qiuyu didn't say anything. Everyone present probably knew what Gu Zhimiao was thinking.

Gu Zhimiao was attracted by this singing girl.

Gu Zhimiao nodded and said, "Well, what you said makes sense. Well, you listen to it first."

The little girl had already determined that the people at this table were not going to admit their mistake, so she didn't say anything polite.

Gu Zhimiao held the guitar, played the melody, and began to hum softly:

[Beep beep beep beep]

【beep beep beep】

……

The little girl thought to herself, that's it? Isn't this too ordinary?

Gu Zhimiao sang in a low voice, very casually and naturally:

[The wind is gentle, I hear your voice]

[You reminded me to pay attention to my mood]

[The rain is gentle, I hear your voice]

[You come closer with an umbrella, shielding me from the wind and rain]

[I want to cry a little bit, and think of you a little bit]

……

The little girl was so shocked that she was speechless.

She moved her steps stealthily, trying to see who the person singing in front of her was.

Unfortunately, Gu Zhimiao kept his head down and the lighting in the food stall was rather dim.

Before she knew it, she had already been immersed in this beautiful song.

This song is so beautiful! ?

The little girl thought to herself, could it really be Gu Zhimiao? Impossible!

Would Gu Zhimiao eat at a street stall in Haicheng at night? Judging from the way she wolfed down the food just now, the little girl was reluctant to believe it.

[There is actually no way not to be moved by love]

【I don't lie, your answer】

……

Even after Gu Zhimiao finished singing, she had not come back to her senses from being lost in her own thoughts.

"What do you think of this song?"

Gu Zhimiao stood up and returned the guitar to the little girl.

“Gu Zhimiao!?”

Gu Zhimiao allowed the little girl to look him up and down openly.

"Really you?!"

Gu Zhimiao nodded: "I am Gu Zhimiao."

The little girl reached out to take her guitar, feeling a little embarrassed about her behavior.

"So which song did you just mention..."

At this time, Wang Xiaoya directly used her mobile phone to scan the QR code attached to the playlist by the girl and paid her 200 yuan.

When the little girl heard the sound of payment, her face turned pale.

I don’t know whether I feel more regret or embarrassment.

Wang Xiaoya handed over the company's business card at this time. She said, "We just agreed to pay for the song, so we still have to pay. It's true that I said I can give you the performance rights for this song, but you have to go to our company and become a singer. Are you willing?"

The little girl was very confused.

"I do, I do, of course I do."

It is one of the largest music companies in China. Who wouldn’t want to work there?

But when she calmed down, she started to feel a little embarrassed again.

"Which... I haven't finished my studies yet, and I'm very poor, I..."

Wang Xiaoya said, "Don't worry about this. We have an internship program and a part-time job program during the winter and summer vacations. In addition, our sister Zhimiao has established a dedicated foundation to help you solve these difficulties. You can just call the number on the business card tomorrow."

Gu Zhimiao was very satisfied with Wang Xiaoya's operation, so he did not interrupt.

"You are the one Sister Zhimiao has chosen, so don't let her down!" Wang Xiaoya said very earnestly.

Qiuyu had never seen Wang Xiaoya like this, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The little girl nodded vigorously again.

"Oh, by the way, what's your name?" Gu Zhimiao asked.

"My name is Ren Linlin."

"Call tomorrow!"

"Uh-huh!"

Gu Zhimiao felt that this trip to the roadside stall was really worthwhile, as she had found the sweet song singer she had always wanted to find!

Ren Linlin's voice and appearance are perfect for training to become a sweetheart leader.

It's time to put together some sweet songs.

Any recommendations?!

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[Note] "You" is a song sung by singer Ariel Lin, from the album "Love in London".

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