My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

"Who is he?"

"Hey in ancient costumes, my little brother is so handsome. "

"It's Brother Yuan, stupid. "

"Really, quick, get over it. "

In the crowd, several young ladies stared at Zhang Yuan with shining eyes.

Recognized Zhang Yuan's identity.

Running over excitedly.

They were holding up their phones.

Take a picture first.

Then I was about to ask for a group photo.

saw Zhang Yuan raise his head and smile.

Moment.

A gentle smile brings a charm crit.

A few young ladies were directly stunned.

Big round eyes stared at Zhang Yuan obsessively.

With your mouth open.

Saliva ran down the corners of his mouth.

Click!

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[Little sister drools when she looks at Brother Yuan]

A picture attracts countless fans.

"Jingle ......"

Fingers flick gently.

The melodious sound resounded through the heart.

Zhang Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and turned his head.

Bai Hu was staring at him obsessively.

After a slight hesitation, Zhang Yuan nodded with a smile.

"Hey, I can't put my charm. "

Sigh softly.

Through the microphone spread throughout the square.

Countless people came to see it.

Want to know.

Which shameless one is pretending to be forced.

Ran to the front.

"I'm Cao, it's Brother Yuan, I said that the breath of the king is terrifying. "

"Brother Yuan doesn't pretend to be forced, Brother Yuan just tells the truth. "

"Singing, I'm Cao, Brother Yuan is going to sing, brothers, call people quickly. "

"Hey, dear, Brother Yuan sings, are you coming. "

"Huh? Brother Yuan...... It's really Brother Yuan...... Ahh "

The guy on the phone has black lines all over his face.

Angrily stared back at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan will smile.

The buddy was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lossily: "Such a perfect man, no wonder my girlfriend likes it, I ...... It's that I'm incompetent, ugly and stingy. "

I don't deserve to be Brother Yuan's opponent.

He looked at the phone and said affectionately: "My dear, I want to confess to Brother Yuan for you." "

There was silence on the other side.

Then, a roar came.

"Bastard, you're sick, how can I match Brother Shangyuan. With this bit of appearance, I can only find an ugly look like I am married. "

"Ah, aren't you a school girl? Well, forget it. "

"You're not sincere, you help me ask, ask Brother Yuan if you're willing to spoil me once, = don't worry, I love you......"

“......"

Brother Yuan's big baby was pampered once.

Can Lao Tzu still use it?

It's okay to turn it into a pond directly.

Zhang Yuan tuned the guitar.

With a smile on his lips, he pulled the microphone in front of him.

The young man is very well equipped, and it seems that he is a wandering singer.

He looked at the youth, who was staring at him excitedly.

Zhang Yuan's eyes swept away, and in the crowd, a tearful girl was looking at this place stupidly.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, hoping that the two could reconcile as before.

"A block, for this brother, and the girl just now. "

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes.

Then open your eyes.

He spoke slowly, and his voice erupted at the same time:

It wasn't just last night's wine that brought tears to my eyes

It's not just your gentleness that keeps me clinging

How long will you have to go, and you hold my hand

What stumbles me is the freedom to struggle

Separation is always in September to recall is the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kissed my forehead

I never forgot you in that rainy town

Chengdu can't take away only you

Soothing tones.

The slow breath is full of human touch.

It's like a lover whispering in your ear.

Take you back to the past.

Everyone's eyes were glazed and their minds were empty.

Under the effect of immersion.

They see the past, they see the corners of life.

Everyone has a story.

Everyone has people and things that are unforgettable.

At this moment, they have long forgotten.

Now, I think about it again.

Sad.

Happy.

Lose.

Satisfy.

And so on.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the joy of singing.

Among them, the artistic conception.

It's evocative.

The tone of the abdominal cavity gushed out little by little.

With a feeling of exhilaration.

Songs, which best express emotions.

"Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll pull me up the sleeve and I'll put my hand in my trouser pocket

Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern

Separation is always in September to recall is the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kissed my forehead

I never forgot you in that rainy town

Chengdu can't take away only you......"

Bai Hu looked at Zhang Yuan blankly.

There is sweetness.

There is loss.

yearns to accompany Zhang Yuan for a walk on the street.

and sad about the coming separation.

Her eyes were complicated.

She has always lived here, and the strong breath of life in the song makes Bai Hu unable to extricate herself.

The young man next to him cried.

Tears are the same.

Trembling all over.

But he raised his head forcefully, and tears blurred his eyes.

Just look at the sky.

But the tears still fell......

It's like unstoppable.

In the crowd, the girl's eyes flashed and tears flowed,

Little by little, I came over.

After Zhang Yuan saw it, he smiled slightly, very satisfied.

"The only thing you can't take away in Chengdu is you

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll pull me up the sleeve and I'll put my hand in my trouser pocket

Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll pull me up the sleeve and I'll put my hand in my trouser pocket

Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern......"

The singing slowly stopped.

People who listen to songs.

A little bit of recovery, the aftertaste is endless.

There are even some unfinished.

And a girl, with tears in her eyes, kept coming until she came to her.