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Chapter 168 Was Pointed Out (Part 5, please subscribe)
The car is an ordinary commercial vehicle.

The road is less than two hundred kilometers.

They were Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang. After more than two hours' drive, Xu Fan looked at the city outside the window and said with a smile, "This is my fourth time here."

While driving, Zhao Feiyang said with emotion: "Hangzhou is actually not far from Zhonghai, but I have only been here once. Yes, it was the time when my classmates went to West Lake for a group outing when I was a sophomore."

Xu Fan thought for a while, nodded and said, "I remember it was winter. There was no snow in Hangzhou, but it was extremely cold."

Zhao Feiyang nodded and said: "Sister Tingting said that the West Lake is beautiful in winter, the snow on the broken bridge, and the plum blossoms on the Lingfeng Peak are very beautiful, but I remember that when we went that day, there was no snow left, except for freezing me and catching a cold. I got nothing."

Xu Fan smiled and said, "Yes, it's better to go to West Lake in spring or autumn."

Zhao Feiyang said: "It's autumn now, the West Lake should be beautiful, I must go to see the musical fountain, see the rumored autumn moon in Pinghu, and see the rain in the long osmanthus."

Xu Fan said, "You know a lot."

Zhao Feiyang turned the car and walked towards the hotel he booked in advance. He said: "If you go out to play, there is no one who doesn't do strategy. Since you want to see the world, you must take a good look."

Masks, sunglasses, caps.

After the three-piece suit was complete and the hotel accommodation was settled, Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang walked towards the West Lake.

In order not to embarrass Xu Fan alone, Zhao Feiyang also wore sunglasses, a peaked cap and a mask on his fat face. Zhao Feiyang expressed his understanding of the fat man's physical fitness.

Five p.m.

It was getting late and the sky was getting cooler.

The West Lake in early autumn is still crowded with tourists. You can see tourists walking everywhere, some taking pictures, some chatting, some in a hurry, and some wandering.

Zhao Feiyang and Xu Fan were walking on the road, wearing sunglasses, looking extremely chic.

Although there are a lot of people wearing sunglasses, it's rare for Xu Fan and Xu Fan to have such a huge gap between one fat and one thin.

Zhao Feiyang asked from the side: "Is it too ostentatious?"

Xu Fan said: "Probably not? Why don't you just wear sunglasses?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "Be careful of the paparazzi, let's keep a low profile."

Xu Fan hummed, looked at the scenery of the West Lake and said, "Compared to that time when we came to Hangzhou together, I think it should be better now."

Zhao Feiyang said: "Go over there and have a look, there are lotus flowers."

The sun shines on the surface of the lake, and the golden light is shining in the sun, which is very moving with the swaying of the water.

West Lake is beautiful.

Spring returns to the earth, walking on the embankment of the West Lake and looking at the calm lake.

Occasionally, you can see the ripples on the surface of the lake, and you can also feel the weeping willows moving with the wind.

There will also be beautiful piano sounds coming from a distance, and such pleasant days are actually quite rare.

Xu Fan looked at the lotus, Liu Ti, and Leifeng Pagoda.

As the time deepened, some lights appeared on the lake, flickering, and moving with the musical fountain.

Here, it is really beautiful.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang are very happy today, so naturally they are not in a hurry to go back.

They came to the Broken Bridge.

Standing on the broken bridge, looking at the sky, the waves of the lake, and the crowds.

Both of them were quite emotional.

At this moment, the sound of a guitar suddenly sounded in the distance, and someone was actually singing.

As far as Xu Fan knows, there are still relatively few people singing like this in West Lake. After all, the management is strict, and it is night again.

It was only when the guitar sounded that he suddenly thought of himself.

At that time, I was about to graduate, and my mother was suffering from cancer.

Apart from working in the hospital, he would go to the street to sing. He has a relatively weak personality, even a little shy, so every time he sings, the fat Zhao Feiyang will always help out and shout, and he can just focus on singing.

It's just that my singing at that time was not as good as it is now.

"Facing the wind, embracing the rainbow, moving forward bravely, the light of dawn will pass through the darkness, I can break all fears, and find the answer..."

The boy with the guitar is singing.

When the familiar melody appeared, Zhao Feiyang said: "He is singing "Your Answer"."

Xu Fan nodded and said, "It's pretty nice."

As the music sounded, the surrounding crowd also gathered around.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang also walked over.

The young man sang really well, with a unique voice, and every word was accurate.

And he can play guitar too.

Zhao Feiyang shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's still not as good as your singing."

Xu Fan patted his broad shoulders and said, "I think it's fine."

Xu Fan was very emotional. A few months ago, he was also singing on the street like him.

A few months later, someone sang his song in the street.

Zhao Feiyang said from the side: "I remembered a song of yours again?"

Xu Fan looked at Zhao Feiyang with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Feiyang said: "After landing at 98k, who is to blame for not having a magnification lens? There is no red dot hologram, no armor, no helmet, no backpack along the way, just play with your legs."

Xu Fan slapped the fat man on the shoulder, telling him to shut up.

The fat man chuckled, took out ten yuan from his pocket, walked over, and put it in the man's guitar case.

Xu Fan thought for a while and took out 100 yuan, walked over and put it down, but he raised his head and said, "Come on!"

The boy stopped playing and bowed slightly to express his thanks.

But when he looked at Xu Fan, he froze.

Xu Fan was taken aback, wouldn't he be recognized?
You must know that it is already night, Xu Fan will definitely not continue to wear sunglasses.

The boy looked at Xu Fan holding the guitar and asked in a low voice, "Brother Fan?"

Xu Fan ignored it, and Zhao Feiyang pulled Xu Fan's sleeve aside.

Both of them understood, turned around and prepared to leave, treating each other's words as air.

The people next to him were slightly agitated, but they ignored them.

It's just that someone said unhappily: "Sing, why did you stop singing while singing?"

Of course, most people didn't say anything and were ready to leave.

But at this moment, the boy continued to speak: "Brother Fan, is that you?"

Compared with the whispered "Brother Fan" just now, this "Brother Fan, is that you?" is much louder.

The sound spread all around, and everyone around could hear it clearly.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang cursed secretly, they were really bored, why did they go up to listen to music, and why did they go up to give money.

Xu Fan secretly regretted that it was fine for him to give the money, why did he say that.

Of course, even though they had this idea, neither of them stopped.

Stop at this time, no one knows what will happen.

It's just that the young man who sold singing behind him was not reluctant, and put the guitar in the box a few times, and chased after him after putting the few money in the guitar box before he had time to sort it out.

The sound, fell there.

"Brother Fan, is that you? It must be you, right? I hear your voice, and I really, really like you."

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang looked at each other, Zhao Feiyang cursed secretly: "You must be sick."

Xu Fan didn't speak, but the man's voice attracted the attention of other people around him.

Then the discussion sounded, and Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang realized that they couldn't get out.

　The song for the prize in the last chapter is as long as it is ordinary. I misread the outline. Sorry, it has been replaced. Others have no effect. Good night, friends

　　
　
(End of this chapter)