mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 427 Chapter 420 Eight Infatuated Youth
"There is another possibility." Lu Yao said her own opinion: "That is, Brother Yanhuang often talked about this matter, Zhao Guoan already felt that it didn't matter, and he was too lazy to pester so much, so he closed the window. "

The little girl's face instantly collapsed, and she said solemnly: "Sister Lu Yao, you have changed."

"What, what changed?" Lu Yao didn't react.

"Your attitude towards me has changed." The little girl pretended to be very angry, and said, "You used to be on my side, but now you don't support me anymore."

Lu Yao couldn't help laughing immediately, her mood was exactly the same as when Xiao Feng heard "you have changed" for the first time, these three words from the little girl's mouth.

This is where it is.

And Xiao Feng was about to say something, but before he could say it, he heard the little girl change her words: "However, it's normal for each person to have his own opinion, as long as you stand by my side when I need you She is still my favorite sister Lu Yao."

Lu Yao fondled the little girl's head. There is such a kind of person, no matter how much she messes around in front of you, you just can't get angry with her.

And the little girl obviously belongs to this type.

After walking a certain distance, Xiao Feng slowed down and asked, "What should I buy next?"

"Let me take a look." The little girl took out the list made by Lord Jiu from her pocket, and replied, "Next is a waterproof flashlight, flint and steel, and compass and other odds and ends."

Xiao Feng nodded, turned a corner, and saw a large group of people gathered together, discussing something non-stop.

Some people tried to take pictures with their mobile phones, but were blocked by people in security uniforms.

"What's going on?" Lu Yao frowned slightly.

But the little girl looked very happy: "I knew that if I brought Brother Xiao Feng with me, there would definitely be lively and fun things to happen."

Xiao Feng's face darkened, why did these words sound so unlikely?
However, Xiao Feng was also very curious about what happened.

Protecting the little girl and Lu Yao to the front row of spectators, Xiao Feng was stunned.

I saw a handsome young man holding a guitar, singing affectionately as if no one else was around, but his singing was overwhelmed by the loud discussions from the audience.

However, there are more people singing and singing, and it is rare for so many people to watch and discuss, even pointing fingers.

There is naturally a reason why this young man can bring such a response.

First of all, his attire is very eye-catching. He is wearing a Hanfu and a dark sea-colored wig. There is no QR code for receiving money or a container for people to order songs and pay money in front of him.

On the whole, it does not feel like a store, but rather like a performance art.

"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, just look at it, take pictures or record videos." One of them, wearing a security uniform, shouted to the crowd with a loudspeaker.

"Are you unreasonable?" An aunt said dissatisfied: "We haven't said that you are disturbing the people. What are you arrogant about?"

Soon, someone echoed: "That's right! Don't let people see it, go to another place, dress like this and sing on the street, and don't let people take pictures, this place belongs to your home?"

The security guard, who knew he was in the wrong, had no choice but to put a smile on his face and persuade him, "You can see it, but you can't take pictures. We are also entrusted by others. Please do your best."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately triggered a more violent backlash, and many grumpy people rushed forward to argue with the security guard.

"This is quite new, dressed like this, sitting on the street singing, and bringing a few security guards with him to prevent passers-by from taking pictures, which rich young master is having a convulsion?" Xiao Feng wondered.

As soon as the words fell, the sound in the stereo stopped, and the young man frowned: "You want to force people to call the police, so that I can't stay here any longer, right?"

The security guard who shouted with a loudspeaker earlier replied with a bitter face: "The chairman specially told us to watch over you, young master, please be considerate, we also have difficulties."

He said so on the lips, but he scolded the sky in his heart. If it weren't for pointing at your family's wages and meals, who the hell cares about your embarrassment or not!
At this time, the little girl grabbed an aunt who was holding her grandson and asked, "Auntie, what's going on?"

The aunt replied enthusiastically: "Hey, young people nowadays are much more straightforward in their pursuit of love than we were back then.

There was a temple fair two days ago. At the temple fair, that young man met a girl. He fell in love with her girl. Now he wanted to find her, so he kept singing songs ordered by that girl.

It's okay to sing, but I can't stand listening to a song all the time, but it's strange to say that my grandson stops crying when he hears him sing. "

Speaking of this, the baby who was only a little over one year old in her arms cried out with a "wow".

The aunt hurriedly comforted her, and at the same time shouted: "Young man, don't stop, keep singing."

The little girl had a black line on her forehead, but she probably understood the matter clearly.

"This person is quite infatuated." Lu Yao commented.

Xiao Feng waved his hand and said noncommittally: "Okay, let's buy everything first and then talk about it."

The little girl and Lu Yao nodded in agreement.

But just when the three of them were about to turn around, the young man ignored the security guards, plugged the pickup of the guitar into the stereo, and started playing and singing into the microphone.

"The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills. What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most joyful..."

Hearing this familiar tune, Xiao Feng and others paused, and the next lyrics popped up in their minds involuntarily.

From an objective point of view, the young man's voice is full and thick, but it is mixed with a hint of hoarseness. Combined with what the aunt just said, it is obvious that the singing time is too long, which has caused the state to decline.

And being able to sing this dynamic music that was once popular all over the country and was regarded as the Divine Comedy of the Square, so soothing and sad, it can be seen that the youth still has some skills.

However, this is not the key point. The key point is that the girl who ordered this song has such a unique taste?
It’s not that there is anything wrong with the song itself, it’s just that the guitar is more suitable for singing folk songs, poems and distant places, and it will appear thinner when used to accompany songs with a relatively strong sense of rhythm.

"Don't look, he sings such a good song, it won't be long before someone calls the police." Xiao Feng shook his head and said.

As far as his heart is concerned, he hopes that the young man can get his wish and find the person who makes his heart beat, but he doesn't agree with the other party's approach.

"Wait!" The little girl said suddenly, as if she had discovered something.

"what happened?"

"Look at that painting." The little girl pointed to the drawing board behind the young man.

(End of this chapter)