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It's a new thing for an old man to visit the mall...

So at the beginning, it was quite interesting for Zhang Xiaojian to look left and look again.

But after a while, when I had more shopping bags in my hand, I realized that it was not good.

Because I don’t know why, Zhang Xiaojian found that there are quite a few men of the same kind as him, that is, men who go shopping alone....

It's just that they wore most tight pants and twisted their butts as they walked.

The bag in his hand is not carried, but straddled on the elbow.

What is even more frightening is that their faces are filled with confident smiles.

There was a little brother who was very charming and enchanting. He also drew eyeliner and eyeshadow. He saw Zhang Xiaojian cast a wink and walked over.

Is this to strike up a conversation?

Zhang Xiaojian was very nervous and fled as soon as he blushed.

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Driving out of the mall, Zhang Xiaojian went straight to the hotel.

When he passed a street corner and waited for a red light, he lit a cigarette and opened the window of the car.

The singing came from the side of the road, Zhang Xiaojian almost choked himself to death with one bite, coughing again and again, not because the cigarettes are too hard to smoke, but the songs are too ugly.

How ugly it is, I can only say that it is very familiar, much like Zhang Xiaojian's previous singing.

After coughing for a while, he glanced over and saw a small speaker, a small microphone, a guitar, and a person guarding the underground exit.

Hey, aren't you an actor?

How did you switch to becoming a singer?

"Didi!"

The red light changed to green light, and the big Bend behind started urging.

Zhang Xiaojian hurriedly followed the car ahead with the accelerator pedal, then found an intersection where he could turn back, searched the nearest parking space nearby, and put the car down.

The further you go back, the clearer the singing.

"The girl said to me, that I protect her dreams, and that this world doesn't treat her much."

Okay, originally a very nice song, sang from this guy’s throat, not affectionate at all, how do you feel about singing...

It's like this girl should owe him two thousand dollars.

It is hard for Zhang Xiaojian to imagine that this kind of singing can be sold, just as incredible as when he went to a bar to sing.

Only when he walked nearby, he found that... there were a few young girls around him, listening to his singing with joy..

Am I blind?

Zhang Xiaojian rubbed it and found that he was not blind.

Then suddenly I remembered Wang Wan'er who was waving her arms in the audience when she sang the worst.

....

Break free from memories.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Zhang Xiaojian had to sigh, this is indeed a face-seeking world.

There is good looks, no matter what you sing, it will be liked, but really, it is too ugly...

Zhong Lingshuai was playing the guitar, singing, and knocking on Erlang's legs, with an affectionate expression on his face.

The thick eyebrows are frowning together, and she looks a little engaged. I don’t know if I think of the girl who thinks of him. She has a tall and straight nose, a pair of thin lips, and her mouth is always crooked when singing... Learned from those crazy and cool idol singers.

In short, if the sound is blocked, a handsome guy holding a guitar and singing on the street with fallen leaves should be a good picture.

Of course, this picture still needs to be P, P is a little bit of a piece and five pieces in the guitar bag in front of him, and there is a copy of the QR code...

Damn, do you have a QR code for your food?

Zhang Xiaojian felt that Zhong Lingshuai was shameless to the extreme, but at this time, under his unpleasant singing,

This year's money is so good?

Zhang Xiaojian didn't scan, but couldn't bear his singing, and said: "Can you stop singing."

Around the underground passage, the frowning passers-by who just passed by frowned upon hearing this sentence. They also thought that this song should not be sung...

But the girls who are caught in the ocean of beauty are suddenly unhappy.

"Who are you, can you control you, you..."

As soon as the talking girl listened to the locals, she didn't say anything about Zijing movies, and her voice was thin and sharp. She pinched her waist and came up vigorously.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the girl and asked, "Then you again? Can you control me?"

There was another girl over there and said: "If you can, you can sing two songs, maybe it's not as good as others."

"That's it, you get jealous at the first sight."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..." I feel under siege.

At this time, Zhong Lingshuai, who was intoxicated with his own singing and couldn't help himself, opened his eyes. A pair of shining eyes that looked like diamonds immediately caused the whispers of several flower-obsessed girls around Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian wanted to say a few more words about these girls, but now seeing their demented faces, he thought that he shouldn't bother with the mentally retarded...

Zhong Lingshuai was also extremely dissatisfied that someone interrupted his singing, but it seemed that Zhang Xiaojian's eyes lit up and said, "Fate."

Indeed fate.

DìDū is so big, it can be encountered here, except for fate...

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said: "What, are you making money to detoxify?"

When the girls listened to the conversation between the two, they realized that they knew each other, they seemed to be friends, and they stopped talking, but they didn't know what detoxification meant.

Zhong Lingshuai replied at this time: "I can't eat the food, and the poison can't be solved. It is estimated that the poison will soon die."

Thinking that this guy was in business class when he came to DìDū before, but now he can't even eat food?

Zhang Xiaojian didn't care about the story in it, but joked, "Don't talk about eating in your song, it's good not to be beaten to death."

There were a dozen passers-by who wanted to watch the excitement just now because of Zhang Xiaojian's "Don't sing". Now that Zhang Xiaojian laughed.

Zhong Lingshuai has no shame at all. He may have been blinded by the fans for too long... he was not convinced: "Don't look down on me, replace it with you, you may not make a bowl of noodle money for a day of singing here."

Zhang Xiaojian was displeased when he heard this. He swept around a few fans who were disdainful of him and stepped forward. Who [UU00kxs] hasn't gotten the gas yet?

He said: "Believe it or not, I can sing for an hour, and you earn more than you can sing in a day?"

"Don't believe me, come, Mai for you!"

Speaking, Zhong Lingshuai handed the microphone to Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian is also not polite. When he picked up the microphone, he coughed and said, "Why don't you accompany me, just the one you just had?"

Zhong Lingshuai nodded and said, "Okay." He immediately sat down with his guitar.

When they heard that the two were facing each other, the people around who stood still gathered around, preparing to watch the excitement.

Zhong Lingshuai started.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't have stage fright, and took the microphone and sang: "The girl said to me, that I protect her dreams, that the world does not treat her much."

When the singing came out, the audience was amazed.

A deep, deep, but extremely magnetic voice, just the opening sentence caught everyone's ears.

The girls who clamored for you just now were surprised, and the passers-by who had just got down opened their eyes.

The song spread into the underground passage and into the nearby streets, causing many people to stand still and look over here.

Zhong Lingshuai's guitar sound stopped at this moment. He looked at Zhang Xiaojian...and thought, brother, are you a singer?

"What are you doing, play." Zhang Xiaojian squinted.

Zhong Lingshuai: "Oh." With a glance, he found that several of his fans are now looking at Zhang Xiaojian with their hands clasped together and full of stars....