Protect the reborn Miss Su

Chapter 731 The Male God The Male God [3 More]

Seeing that some girls surrounded him today, Xiao Li stood behind alone and listened to his singing silently.

After the boy sang the song, the girls hurriedly took a group photo and ordered a few ballads again.

The girls reluctantly left until the boy asked them to order some songs another day.

As a result, Xiaoli was the only one left in the audience.

The two stood facing each other, with a distance of about 1 meter between them. The boy stared straight at Xiaoli, and Xiaoli suddenly became very embarrassed.

So, with a blushing face, he raised a shy smile, raised his hands and clapped desperately, indicating that he sang well.

The boy laughed out loud, adjusted the tone of the guitar, and immediately took out a chair from the shelf behind him, and handed it to Xiaoli.

He said, "Sit."

In an instant, Xiaoli was startled, she didn't expect the boy to pass her a chair, she was a little flattered, she pointed at herself, and asked in disbelief: "Is it for me?"

"Yeah!" The boy smiled brightly and beautifully.

Xiaoli has always felt that he is like a person, a character in comics, like Xiandao in Slam Dunk, tall, sunny and handsome, and has a mature charm, which is especially attractive to her.

Many times, Xiao Li fantasized that this boy would be handsome if he played basketball!
Seeing Xiaoli staring at him without speaking, and not sitting on the chair he gave, the boy immediately took off the guitar, walked to Xiaoli, picked up the foldable chair, and wiped it with his clothes.

Xiaoli panicked, grabbed the chair quickly, and explained: "You misunderstood, I don't think this chair is dirty."

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoli quickly put down the chair and sat in front of him solemnly.

At this time, the boy smiled and walked back to his place, picked up the guitar, and asked her: "What song do you want to listen to?"

Xiaoli looked at the boy's affectionate eyes and the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, she said in a mysterious way: "I like to listen to all the songs you sing."

After the words fell, Xiaoli regretted to death, thinking, why is she so thick-skinned, why is she so straightforward?What if I scare the other party and he won't come to Tianqiao to sing in the future?
The boy smiled brighter than before. He plucked the guitar and sang for her Across the Ocean to See You.

Xiaoli listened in a cloud of fog, as if she understood something, but she didn't understand anything.

After crossing the ocean to see you at the end, Xiaoli took out a one hundred yuan sheet from her bag and put it in the guitar case, then smiled beautifully, and clapped vigorously again.

After Xiaoli returned to school, she cleaned herself up better than before, she was no longer that frizzy little girl, she was more beautiful and radiant than before, standing with Su Liliang Nuannuan Qin Ge Tianye, she was not inferior at all.

Maybe it's because of growing up in Liang's family, being influenced by the old man of Liang's family for a long time, and being forced by Liang Nuannuan to read books, learn painting, wear cheongsam, and still have some literary and artistic atmosphere on him, so he went to college seriously After that, the breath became stronger.

She is a veritable school beauty in school.

The boy looked at Xiao Li's money in the guitar case, smiled brightly, and said, "Student, if you hadn't given me 100 yuan a day for the past six months, I'm afraid I would have starved to death on the street."

Although the boy has a lot of fans, they are almost all students in the school. Many listen to songs for free, and the money is 20 yuan and [-] yuan, which is very small. It is not enough for him to keep the piano. .

Xiaoli is his number one benefactor. For 188 days, he is given 100 yuan a day, which is enough for him to eat and live.

Seeing that the boy spoke seriously, Xiaoli immediately waved her hands to explain: "Student, you are serious. With your qualifications, few popular singers can sing better than you. You are completely inferior to singing here."

The boy gave a "chi" smile, Xiaoli was the first person to boast like that.

However, the boy didn't answer Xiaoli's words, nor did he talk to her about singing. Instead, he took a few steps back, put his left leg on the railing of the flyover, stared straight at Xiaoli with deep eyes, and asked with a faint smile: " May I have your name?"

Xiaoli stood up from the chair with a "swoosh", and replied seriously: "My name is Jiang Xiaoli."

Xiaoli's attitude seemed to be that of a freshman who just transferred to another school, extremely nervous.

"Jiang Xiaoli, Jiang Xiaoli." The boy chanted Xiaoli's name, looked her over from head to toe, and said, "This name suits you well, it's very clear and nice."

Seeing the other party complimenting her, Xiaoli blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Afterwards, Xiaoli pursed her lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised her head cautiously, looked at the other person and asked, "What's your name?"

However, the boy didn't answer her right away, but changed the subject and asked: "For the past six months, you have come to listen to my singing every day. Do you like listening to songs?"

Xiaoli shook her head stupidly, and then nodded immediately when she realized that she was wrong.

In fact, she liked to listen to music because she met him. In the past, she basically didn't listen to music, and only cared about eating.

Strictly speaking, she doesn't like listening to music, but likes to see him.

Seeing her, the boy shook his head again, nodded again, and smiled again.

Xiaoli stared at the other party intently, and found that this boy loves to smile.

What's worse is that he smiled so beautifully that Xiaoli couldn't take her eyes away at all, she was afraid that her soul would go out of her body tonight and go home with him.

Looking at each other for a while, Xiaoli finally recovered, and said in a panic: "I think you look like a person."

The boy leaned down slightly, his brows were wrinkled into a shallow Sichuan character, and he asked, "Who do you look like?"

"Xiandao Akira from Slam Dunk." Xiaoli blurted out, always a careless guy.

The boy was stunned. He originally thought that Xiaoli would say that he looked like her ex-boyfriend, or her first love, or her childhood sweetheart who had been separated for many years.

Many girls have told him these old routines, and he thought that Xiaoli would say the same, but he never expected that she would call him a cartoon character.

For a while, the boy still hadn't recovered from his nerves, he just felt that the girl in front of him was a little silly.

After a while, he laughed again with a "puchi" and joked, "I thought I looked like your childhood sweetheart, or your ex-boyfriend."

Xiaoli immediately waved her hands and explained: "I have no childhood sweethearts, nor an ex-boyfriend."

The boy smiled lightly, raised his hand to look at the time on the watch, and reminded: "It's almost 11 o'clock, don't you go home?"

So Xiaoli waved her little hand and said, "It's getting late, I should go home, goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Xiaoli left in a hurry, without staying for a moment, and didn't dare to look back at the other party. She just felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream.

A beautiful indescribable dream.

The boy stared at the back of Xiaoli leaving in a panic, picked up the one hundred she put in the guitar case, and put it aside alone.

Note: I recommend the new book [Huangquan Wushuang: Kneel Down and Call the Queen] author: Qili.

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