That would be embarrassing.

That street performer even took off my guitar tab, he must know me.

But I can't go up and pretend, oh, not to sing with him, I noticed his gaze, and quickly squatted down, he can't recognize me now.

Bu Fan walked up to me and looked at me happily, "What are you doing squatting? Are you holding back your energy to touch porcelain?"

I turned my head, "Don't worry about it."

He: "You can't understand what I'm telling you, right? What's wrong with you? You have to do this?"

Does he really think of me as a slut?

Emma is so funny.

"What are you laughing at?" He grabbed my arm, "Get up!"

I don't listen to him, "I don't."

He smiled, "This song is very nice."

That's not it!This is my song!Songs I wrote!

He went on to say, "The person who sang was watching you all the time."

I quickly stood up, "Big Brother, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

He stood still, "Stop touching porcelain?"

I quickly said, "I can't touch porcelain every day, it's closed today."

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