Gu Wang was a little surprised. This folk song was from his original world. He didn't seem to have mentioned it in the book that the youth singing style has its own characteristics, and many tunes have been changed, but Gu Wang could hear it immediately after listening to the lyrics.

"It's probably a bit coincidental,

When you look at me,

I'll look at you, too

But you're looking at me,

I'm looking at you, so many eyes

Dear Sir,

You look at me again,

You should be able to love me a little bit.”

The young man tilted his head and sang very seriously and focusedly. Gu Wang didn't bring any cash, nor did he see a QR code on the ground. He stood and listened to the whole song, watched the young man look up, and said with his mouth shape, "It sounds nice."

Gu Wang's expression was sincere, and the young man smiled happily. Artists probably do this. It is more pleasant to praise his works than to give him money.

Gu Wang stood by the road to take a taxi, the sound of the whistle mixed with the noise of the square behind him.

Some pictures burst out from Gu Wang's mind.

The scene seemed to be in school, in the auditorium, and the original body was carrying a guitar and jumped directly from the bottom of the stage to the podium, and switched to the original body.

Sitting in the first row is He Qinghuan.

He was obviously a famous brand, swaying and arrogant boy. He should dance street dance or sing rap, but he moved a chair and sang love songs and folk songs.

There was already a perverse face, and it was particularly fascinating when quieted down.

"You look at me again,

You should be able to love me a little,

Every day,

I'll miss you a thousand times,

Dear Sir,

You should look at me,

You can love me a little.”

Before the original body was finished singing, He Qinghuan stood up and left. The boy threw the guitar and jumped off the stage. This was the first time Gu Wang saw the two of them getting along.

Hearing the conversation between the two people.

The original body reached out to pull He Qinghuan. After He Qinghuan stopped, he looked at the original body. The original body smiled a little flatteringly, "I wrote it, is "Send to Mr." so nice? I wrote it to you."

He Qinghuan paused for a moment, curled the corners of his mouth, but what he said was a bit hurtful, "Overall."

The original body felt a little embarrassed, and then said, "Actually, I think it's average, so I'll change it again. I'll sing it to you next National Day party!"

He Qinghuan opened his mouth and said a word. The picture disappeared and disappeared. Gu Wang was stunned for a long time and saw an empty car coming over and reached out to stop the car.

The taxi slowed down and stopped slowly in front of him. Gu Wang opened the door of the back seat and sat in.

As soon as he entered, he was brought to the door and was hugged. The same clear mint smell, and the soft sweater wiped Gu Wang's face.

Gu Wang froze.

He Qinghuan's fingers climbed up along Gu Wang's spine step by step, and finally stopped at Gu Wang's neck and pressed gently. He sighed, feeling helpless,

"Why are you running out so late? It's not safe."

The author has something to say: Grandma Gu: Did you marry him or did he marry him?

He Qinghuan: I can do it either.
Chapter completed!