Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 169: Flash and jump with big face (3)

As Mai Zishan ran over, more and more people ran around him.

Lu He was squeezed out of sight, and Xu Hao didn't know where he went.

He saw Chang Jiayang and Wendi Ying.

And Li Ji opposite.

At this time, the traffic law enforcement vehicle appeared with a buzzing sound.

The loudspeaker sound starts.

“Don’t gather on public streets, don’t gather on public streets.”

The next line from the loudspeaker was, "Oh, I'll go, Mai Zishan."

"Singing live? Wait a minute, I'll find a place to park."

At this moment, Xu Hao emerged from nowhere.

Chang Jiayang: "..."

Mai Zishan understood his feelings, which made him know that he was with the right person.

Not only Xu Hao, but also Mai Zishan's fans also started shouting.

Almost everyone who was gathering burst out laughing.

Nearby is the Sunshine Bookstore. This building is made of transparent steel and glass. People in the bookstore are standing near the windows, looking around.

"I thought you would be very irritable. It seems that you manage your emotions well."

The wonderful feeling of a turning point in fate, the sense of stability when emotions are under control. Like the scorching sun in the sky, it is swaying.

Wendi Ying: "..."

"What are you doing holding the guitar?"

Mai Zishan was silent for a moment, "I understand that feeling. There used to be a church near my school, and it was full of toothless old ladies. But there were many pigeons in that church on the rooftop. I sang to the pigeons, and the pigeons would Listen very quietly.”

"Hurry up, there are so many people, there are traffic police waiting over there, who else, Li Ji, I want material, I want material! Sing for me, please."

He patted both of them on the shoulders.

Li Ji and his fans were standing opposite. It seemed like the 2G network was not connected anyway.

"Sing, you sing for me." He said impatiently.

"Yes."

"It's nothing, I just think about the feeling of holding the guitar and holding the world when I was a teenager." Chang Jiayang's eyes were a little red.

I don’t know what the other person is talking about.

Mai Zishan: "..."

Mai Zishan saw the guitar held by Chang Jiayang.

Xu Hao jumped up and down while carrying the camera.

"Singing a song, I didn't even attend the class, so I followed you."

"Sing a song, my wife is still shopping, and I have to kneel on the washboard at night just to come with you."

"Sing a song. I didn't even pay the bill after I finished my meal, and I came running after you. How can I not sing?"

At the very back of the crowd, a middle-aged woman with curly hair shouted angrily: "You all, get out of my way. I even saw the guy who didn't pay for his meal. He put down his chopsticks and ran away after eating!"

Mai Zishan put his hands on their shoulders.

"It's up to you today."

This sentence seems to have infinite power.

Let Chang Jiayang and Wendi Ying explode with chakra.

Li Ji wanted to say something, but when he turned around, he saw that only one-third of his fans were left, and they were all live broadcasting on their mobile phones.

I ran a lot...

There were only three cats behind him, licking their paws and watching leisurely.

Li Ji became irritable, "I didn't even see you at the Golden Melody Awards!"

"What are you pretending to be? Why didn't Yu Xianchao choose you in the first place?"

His voice seemed weak, loud but weak in power.

Chang Jiayang felt nervous again, just like when he came to the salt industry for the first time. But he closed his eyes for three seconds.

Opening it again, my hands were very steady and my breathing became calmer.

He looked at Wendi Ying, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.

Then he looked at Mai Zishan.

Mai Zishan’s affirmative gaze seemed to say you can do it.

The crowd is bustling, and people coming out of Anheqiao subway station are still gathering here.

The traffic police were very worried. They wanted to sing quickly and disperse the crowd after singing, otherwise it would affect traffic.

There was no stereo, just a guitar, but a nearby store sent a large speaker to play today’s specials.

The sound quality is poor, and it feels like it's on sale for $3.3 today.

But enough.

enough.

Chang Jiayang held the guitar, and the store owner thoughtfully put the loudspeaker to his mouth.

The same is true for Wendi Ying.

This scene was so weird, countless people gathered, and people coming out of Anheqiao subway station looked at it.

Mai Zishan looked at it with a smile.

Holding a Martin guitar in his arms, a loudspeaker playing today’s special offer is next to his mouth
They both spoke at the same time.

Cheap horn sound, but it doesn't block the charm of the singing.

spread throughout the streets.

"I still remember the spring many years ago

那时 的 我 还 剪去 长发
No credit card and no her.

A home without 24-hour hot water. "

"But I was so happy back then

虽然 只 有 一 破木 吉他

In the street, under the bridge, in the fields
Sing the song that no one cares about! "

People were so mesmerized that they looked for the proprietress who was eating the Overlord meal and stopped her yelling.

"If one day! I will be homeless!
Please leave me in that time

If one day! I left quietly

Please bury me! In this spring! "

Chang Jiayang felt the moisture in his eyes.

There is also the feeling that when you are thirteen years old, when you grab the guitar, you have grasped the whole world.

The world is in my hands.

A bird flew across the sky, and Mai Zishan vaguely saw the doves from the church.

"Remember those lonely springs

那时 的 我 还 冒起 胡须
No Valentine's Day and no gifts
没有 我 那 可爱 小 公主
But I think it's not that bad

虽然 我 只有 对 的 幻想
In the morning and at night in the wind

Sing the song that no one cares about! "

The sound quality is very poor, but the effect is very good.

Xu Hao was carrying the camera, and his heavy breathing caused the lens on his shoulder to flicker.

Li Ji took a step back, feeling that there was no one behind him.

Looking back, there was really no one there.

The fans have already finished running.

There are only three cats.

The three cats tilted their heads and looked at him, their eyes seeming to say: "Go back to Gotham, it'll be fine."

(End of this chapter)