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Chapter 185 Nanshan South, Beiqiu Sadness!
Chapter 180 Five: Nanshan South, Beiqiu Sad!
"Send you a song?" Su Ze was taken aback, then smiled: "Write you a song? No problem! What kind of song do you like? I can give it to you tomorrow!"

"You didn't write songs for me! You wrote and sang them yourself, but it has to be a song for me!"

Jiang Yu smiled, then pointed to the young man holding a guitar not far away and playing and singing, "And I want you to write it now and sing it to me right here, okay?"

She looked at Su Ze with waves in her eyes.She smiled softly, seemingly calm, but if you look carefully, you will find a trace of expectation hidden in it.

Su Ze looked at her and smiled: "Of course! Let me think about it!"

"Yeah! Thank you!" Jiang Yu was very happy, opened his arms and gave Su Ze a big bear hug, then let go quickly, and grabbed Su Ze's arm with a smile: "Think quickly!"

"Hmm..." Su Ze walked to the side of the street, squatted down, and thought.

Well, of course he wasn't writing a song, he was looking for a song.

Just play any song... Su Ze thought in his heart, but when he turned around and saw the girl squatting beside him, with her hands resting on her chin, blinking a pair of beautiful big eyes, looking at him expectantly, Su Ze's heart fell again. Let it be soft, forget it, let's choose a song carefully.

"Okay, then this one..."

After a while, Su Ze stood up and walked towards the young man who was playing the guitar not far away.

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up, and he followed quickly.

"Hi, buddy!" Su Ze walked up to the young man and greeted him.

The young man looked about the same age as Su Ze, but looking at his clothes, he looked rather downcast. The clothes looked like cheap street goods, and the guitar in his arms looked very worn out.

"Huh?" The buddy raised his head when he heard someone calling him, and then he froze.

"Uh..." The guitar in his hand also stopped, and he just stared at Su Ze's face in a daze.

"Know me?" Su Ze couldn't help but chuckled and touched his face.

"Uh..." This buddy was still in a daze.

"Pfft—" Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing out loud, maybe feeling impolite, so he quickly covered his mouth.

"Hi, I'm Su Ze!" Su Ze stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Uh...uh..." The buddy who sang finally came to his senses. He was at a loss and panicked. He stretched out his hand, but he stretched out his hand halfway and then quickly retracted it. He wiped his clothes before reaching out to meet Sue again. Ze grasped: "You... hello... I... My name is... My name is Huang Yi, yellow Huang, righteousness, righteousness..."

This buddy stuttered, his expression was excited and unbelievable, probably he really didn't expect that he would meet his idol while he was singing!
By the way, just now, when Su Ze came over, he was still singing Su Ze's "Love in the Wind and Dust"!

Singing someone else's song, the real master suddenly appeared?

If it wasn't for his hand holding Su Ze's hand together, he must have thought it was a hallucination and a dream!

"Let me discuss something with you." Su Ze went straight to the point, and pointed to the guitar in Huang Yi's hand with a smile, "Can you lend me a use?"

"Oh, oh, of course!" Huang Yi let go of Su Ze's hand, hurriedly took the guitar off his body, and was about to hand it to Su Ze when he suddenly stopped and said in embarrassment: "Su...Brother Su, this The guitar is not very good, there is a better one from my friend, I, I will get it for you..."

"No need, just this one!" Su Ze took the guitar over with a smile, "Thank you!"

"Brother Su, are you going to... sing?" Huang Yi seemed to relax a little bit, looking at Su Ze who was holding the guitar in his arms in surprise.

"Yeah." Su Ze nodded, pouted at Jiang Yu, and said with a smile, "For this beautiful girl."

Jiang Yu showed a big smile at Huang Yi. Huang Yi was a little shy for such a big man. He smiled shyly, avoided his eyes, and didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Yu. He just whispered: "Really?" Well, that's great..."

I don't know if he is saying that it's good that Su Ze sang to Jiang Yu, or that it's good that he can listen to Su Ze singing by Su Ze's side.

Su Ze smiled, stopped talking, and gently plucked the guitar in his hand.

Both Jiang Yu and Huang Yi's eyes fell on Su Ze.

As soon as the guitar sounded, without any prelude, Su Ze's voice sounded together.

"You're snowing in the southern sun,"

"In the cold nights in the north, the seasons are like spring."

"If there is time before dark,"

"I'm going to forget your eyes."

"I'm so poor that I can't finish a single dream..."

As soon as these few lines were sung, Jiang Yu and Huang Yi's eyes lit up.

Is this the song Su Ze wrote for me?sounds so good!This is Jiang Yu's mental activity.

It sounds so good!Huh?Never heard this song before?Is this a new song?This is Huang Yi's idea.

At this time, as the guitar strings were gently plucked, Su Ze's voice gradually eased.

"He no longer talks to anyone about the island of reunion,"

"Because there is no one in my heart."

"He can no longer hold a home in his heart,"

"Be a dumb person who only lies to himself."

Su Ze sang softly, Jiang Yu and Huang Yi listened quietly, his voice was not loud, and the lights here were dim, although there were people coming and going, no one paid attention to them.

Beijing is a city that accommodates many dreams. There are all kinds of dreamers here. There are singers singing on the street everywhere. If you don’t observe carefully, it is difficult to find that this young man who is holding a guitar and singing is the current Huaxia. One of the hottest singers in the music world.

"He speaks of any praiseworthy beauty of yours,"

"Not as much as the first time he met you,"

"Time lingers and there is nothing to do."

"If all the lands were joined together,"

"I walked my whole life just to hug you."

"Drunk his dream, good night."

Jiang Yu didn't know when he squatted down again, still in the same posture with his hands on his cheeks, looking at Su Ze quietly, with a smile that seemed to be joyful or intoxicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.The slightly dim light fell down and fell on the tips of her hair and fingertips, exuding a soft luster.

Su Ze looked up at him slowly, smiled slightly, and continued singing.

"He heard someone singing an old song,"

"Singing about what is still happening far away today."

"Just the island he saw in his eyes,"

"No sorrow but no flowers either..."

Or it may be that the beautiful woman listening to the song quietly attracted the attention of others, or it may be that Su Ze's voice was heard after all. A couple of seventeen or eighteen years old stopped beside them holding hands. At this sentence, the boy couldn't help but said in surprise: "It sounds so good!"

"Shh - don't talk." The girl raised a finger in front of her mouth.

"Oh." The boy nodded obediently, held hands with the girl, and listened carefully.

"You're snowing in the southern sun,"

"In the cold nights in the north, the seasons are like spring."

"If there is time before dark,"

"I'm going to forget your eyes."

"I'm so poor that I can't finish a single dream..."

Su Ze hadn't sung for a long time, and now she was singing, and she couldn't help but immerse herself in it, and the more she sang, the more serious she became.

So, one person sang seriously, and four people listened carefully.

The singing sound is like a magical little world, enveloping a few people who have never met before in the cold wind blowing late autumn.Ding ding dong dong sound of the guitar is like a trickle, flowing warmly in their hearts.

Then, at some point, there was another man beside them, like a white-collar worker who just got off work, with a computer bag in his hand.

Soon, another person stopped. This was a woman in her 30s, leading a four or five-year-old girl. The little girl held a marshmallow in her hand and licked it happily. Then she Suddenly, the woman stopped and turned her head strangely, "Mom, why don't you leave?"

"Shh-"

The woman squatted down and gently hugged the girl in her arms. She looked at Su Ze, but her eyes drifted to which street in which year and month, and tears flowed faintly.

"Baby, let Mommy finish listening to this song."

"Oh." The girl nodded with a vague understanding.

"If there is time before dark,"

"I'm going to forget your eyes."

"I'm so poor that I can't finish a single dream,"

"Awakening from a big dream, a lifetime of absurdity."

After singing here, Su Ze raised his head again and found several people standing in front of him.

He smiled and raised his voice a lot.

"South Mountain South, North Autumn Sad,"

"There are grain piles in Nanshan,"

"The south wind murmurs, the north sea goes north,"

"There are tombstones in Beihai..."

"South Mountain South, North Autumn Sad,"

"There are grain piles in Nanshan..."

"The south wind murmurs, the north sea goes north,"

"There are tombstones in Beihai..."

After singing the chorus several times, the guitar melody ended, and Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief when the song ended.

At this time, the few people who were listening to the song were still there quietly.

Jiang Yu blinked his big bright eyes, tilted his head and stared at Su Ze, wondering what he was thinking.

Huang Yi's expression was very complicated, both intoxicated and fond, but also envious and yearning.

The girl in love rests her head on the boy's shoulder.

And the woman holding the child was already in tears. The girl didn't know what happened to her mother, so she stretched out her little hand to wipe her tears with care and anxiety, and kept saying: "Mom doesn't cry, mom doesn't cry... ..."

"It sounds good!" Finally, the man with the computer bag spoke first, sighed softly, then reached into his arms, took out 100 yuan from his wallet, bent down and put it down gently, and repeated it again, "Sounds good!"

Then he straightened up, turned around and strode away. After walking a few steps, he raised his arm and moved it, as if he was wiping his tears.

Su Ze didn't expect that he would make the two of them cry. He sighed softly in his heart, not knowing what to say.

It was the crying woman who wiped the tears from her face, comforted the little girl in her arms, and then took out the wallet from the bag she was carrying.

She pinched a 100-yuan bill, paused, and pulled out four more, then put down the 500-yuan bill, and asked softly, "Can you please sing it again?"

(End of this chapter)