The song is as crisp as a silver bell, like an oriole coming out of the valley, sweet and sweet to the ear.

But from this beautiful singing, Yang Ming seemed to hear the unyielding aloofness of the girl in front of him, and her unyielding temperament in the face of setbacks. This was an indescribable feeling.

What surprised him the most was that the song the girl sang was not an inspirational song, but a peaceful and warm song of tenderness.

Although he was wearing sunglasses and could not see the sparkle in the girl's eyes, he could still feel the firm determination shown through her eyes.

A weak girl, but like a grass in the cold wind, trembling in the whistling sound, but standing proudly and persistently.

This made Yang Ming feel helpless. In order to prevent hurting the girl's sensitive and strong self-esteem, he decided to use singing to help the girl.

In his previous life, when he was down and out, he sang on the streets to supplement his living expenses. It was not like he had never done this before.

Very familiar.

Yang Ming's words caused the girl to stop playing her guitar and look at him with confused and wary eyes.

He wore a plaid shirt, a blue sweater, jeans, and sneakers, a sunny and casual look. Although he wore sunglasses, they did not hinder his handsome appearance, and the girl's cheeks were blushing.

It's a pity that Yang Ming was wearing sunglasses and didn't see it.

"Don't be afraid. I just feel that if you sing like this, the effect may not be very good, but you can't shout like a hawker. You can't miss it when you pass by. So, I will teach you a few songs. If you sing well, the effect should be good."

."Yang Minglu

He said with a kind smile, and in order to dispel the girl's doubts, he continued: "Well, actually, I have done this before, so I am quite familiar with it!"

--hehe.

Hearing what Yang Ming said, the girl couldn't help laughing, and then looked down at the scattered change in the guitar bag. It seemed that she had been playing here for several hours, and the effect was indeed not good.

"Here you go." The girl shook her numb right hand and said.

Yang Ming took the guitar from the girl's hand, played it skillfully a few times, and tried the tuning. There was no doubt that it was the cheapest kind of guitar.

He held the guitar and thought about which song he was going to sing that would suit both the current scene and the girl in front of him.

While Yang Ming was deep in thought, the girl looked up curiously at the strange young man next to her to see what song he was going to sing.

But for some reason, the girl looked at Yang Ming's profile, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, as if she knew him.

But she racked her brains and filtered through all the friends and acquaintances around her, and none of them matched the man in front of her. It was obviously not someone she knew.

At this time, Yang Ming thought of a song in his mind, coughed slightly, and said to the girl: "Listen carefully later. If you learn this song, it will definitely not be a problem to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month."

Listening to Yang Ming's coaxing metaphor, the girl couldn't help but laugh again, but she seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, so she covered her mouth again, her eyes seeming to say, "Blow it."

Yang Ming chuckled without explaining. When he saw the girl's smile, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He said this deliberately. If the girl always had such a heavy heart as before, it would definitely not be good for her to learn to sing with him.

My fingers brushed against the strings, and suddenly, music started playing.

Where will the fallen leaves go with the wind?

Leave only the sky to be beautiful

The sound that once danced

like angel wings

Cross my happy past

Where love has been

The fragrance of yesterday still remains.

With refreshing melody and warm lyrics, Yang Ming used his slightly melancholy voice to tell a sad story in a low voice,

"Angel Wings".

Although this is a song that expresses the theme of love, it is extremely suitable to be used here.

There was sadness in the plainness, and persistence in the gentleness. When the girl heard Yang Ming singing "Angel Wings", she was stunned. She looked stupidly at Yang Ming playing the guitar, and she had already felt

She forgot that Yang Ming told her to study singing seriously.

She had never heard someone sing so beautifully at such a close distance. She felt like she was her teacher, and she couldn't sing as well as this young man.

In fact, the girl had a feeling in her heart that maybe those singers were nothing more than that.

The other thing is that she seems to have never heard this song before.

Not to mention the girl who was stunned, even the pedestrians passing by in the passage were gradually attracted by Yang Ming's singing.

I will find an angel to love you for me

Where love has been

Still retaining the fragrance of yesterday

That familiar warmth

like angel wings

Crossed my boundless heart

I believe you are still here

never left

My love is like an angel protecting you...

One person, two people, three people.

In just a few minutes, when Yang Ming was about to finish singing, a group of people, about 20 people, had already gathered in front of him and the girl.

And as more and more people gather around this situation, more people seem to be attracted.

This is the nature of people in China to join in the fun. The more people there are, the more they squeeze in. In addition, Yang Ming really sings well, many passers-by can't help but be attracted by Yang Ming's singing.

In the crowd, several boys and girls dressed as students saw Yang Ming singing a popular song they had never heard before, and the song was so good. They all took out their mobile phones to record videos of Yang Ming and the girl.

After singing "Angel Wings", several young people felt unsatisfied and shouted: "Do it again! Do it again!"

Yang Ming smiled slightly when he saw this, leaned over and asked the girl softly: "How are you doing? Can you hum a paragraph or two?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

When the girl heard the question, her cheeks turned red. She lowered her head, pinched her clothes, and whispered sheepishly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was just listening to the song..."

"It's okay, I'll sing it again. You can sing along with my rhythm later. Don't be afraid, okay?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip the words. Yang Ming plucked the strings with his fingers, indicating to the girl not to worry, wait.

I dare to sing along with him.

Immediately, Yang Ming cleared his throat, played the guitar, and sang "Angel Wings" again.

During this process, he signaled the girl to sing with him boldly and confidently. At first, the girl was a little restrained and couldn't let go, but after singing a few words, she slowly caught up with Yang Ming's rhythm.

Listening to the girl's singing, a trace of surprise flashed across Yang Ming's face. He really didn't expect that this girl had such good musical skills and that every note was meaningful.

If that's all it is, it doesn't make him worthy of attention.

The most important thing is that this girl still has a sense of perseverance and perseverance in her singing just like I heard her singing just now.

Changing to a song that suits her temperament and style, her singing immediately makes people feel different, as if it can touch the depths of everyone's soul.

Just when Yang Ming and the girl sang "Angel Wings" continuously, a man in the crowd with a camera on his chest looked at Yang Ming with more and more suspicion. Suddenly, he shouted:

"Yang Ming, you are Yang Ming!"

After saying this, he kept taking pictures of Yang Ming with his camera.
Chapter completed!