The little boy was an old acquaintance who had passed by. But it was the first time he met Tang Miao. When the little boy finished speaking, several people were already looking at him and laughing. Qi Yuan looked at the little boy and nodded after he finished speaking.

"Okay."

"Let's hear if there's any progress."

"I haven't seen you in a while."

Indeed. After seeing him a few times last summer, I whizzed by because I was either busy or had something to do. I rarely had dinner here, and I rarely saw this little boy.

After Qi Yuan said this, the little boy smiled at him. After laughing, the little boy looked at He Xiao again. When he looked at He Xiao, He Xiao was also looking at him. After he looked back, He Xiao also smiled at him.

Seeing He Xiao's smile, the little boy also smiled. While smiling, he lowered his head and plucked the strings with his fingers.

The little boy is one year older than last year. Last year was his first year singing, and he didn't sing very well. When a few people met him for the first time, he sang so haltingly that no one was willing to pay for him.

When I met him for the second time, the little boy had made obvious progress. At least he could sing a simple love song, and he played the guitar much more skillfully than the first time.

I haven't seen him for a year, and when I heard him sing again, I found that he has made great progress.

The little boy was a teenager, and had not yet reached the voice change period. His voice was clear and ethereal. He had a good voice foundation, and he chose a song by a female singer. When he sang it, the simple sound of the guitar gave it a different flavor.

The little boy was much more relaxed than the first time. So his voice was more open. When he was singing, the guests at the surrounding tables looked over and listened quietly. Occasionally, they would look at each other at the same table and nod in appreciation.

The song was only two or three minutes long and finished quickly. After the song was finished, the boy's voice stopped and disappeared amid the hustle and bustle of the food stall, which immediately brought out the hustle and bustle of the food stall again.

After the little boy finished singing, several people around him applauded and some even gave him money. The little boy went over to thank them with a smile and took the money, then returned to the table where they had whizzed past.

The little boy came back and Qi Yuan smiled and said, "You sang very well."

"How much does a song cost?" Qi Yuan asked.

After Qi Yuan asked this, the little boy grinned at him and said.

"A bowl of noodles."

After the little boy said this, several people at the table laughed, and Lin Ye had already taken a chair for him to sit next to him and He Xiao. When the little boy sat down, Qi Yuan stood up from his seat and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go get you some noodles."

As he was talking, Qi Yuan went to find the owner of the food stall.

The little boy went over and sat between Lin Ye and He Xiao. As he sat down, he put his guitar on He Xiao's side. After putting it down, He Xiao took a look at his guitar and then picked it up.

The guitar had been used for another year and was a little old, but it still had a special flavor. He Xiao held the guitar, raised his hand to twist the strings, and tuned it.

While he was doing all this, Qi Yuan had already ordered some noodles. The boss brought the noodles over. The little boy took the chopsticks and ate the noodles while looking at He Xiao.

"Do you want to sing?" The little boy ate noodles with excitement in his eyes.

The scene when he first heard He Xiao sing was still in his memory, shining brightly. He didn't know He Xiao's identity, but he liked to listen to He Xiao sing. To some extent, the way he saw He Xiao sing for the first time also gave him a role model to follow.

After the little boy said this, He Xiao looked up at him and smiled.

After laughing, He Xiao's thick black eyelashes drooped again. At the same time, his slender and bony fingers stroked the strings of the tuned guitar.

In an instant, the guitar strings began to sound. After finding a tune, He Xiao held the guitar and started playing.

Tang Miao sat next to He Xiao and watched him play the guitar.

He Xiao can play many kinds of instruments. Not only keyboard, guitar, bass, but even drums. But knowing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.

He Xiao has a very calm temperament. When he plays the keyboard, his cold white fingers deftly move between the black and white keys, and you will feel that he is born to play the keyboard.

When you see him playing the guitar, you will have another feeling. His fingers are long and distinct, and the joints of each finger are so beautiful and delicate. With such fingers, the fingertips slide across the strings of the guitar. In the guitar speaker, the sound of flowing water sounds coherent, regular and pleasant.

You will feel that he was born to play guitar.

He Xiao played a piece of music.

A strange, plain, gentle song with a brightness and clearness like moonlight.

This piece of music starts with very simple notes, becomes misty and ambiguous in the middle, and then becomes clear, full, sweet, bright, and smooth at the end.

This is not a very complex song. It is even too monotonous and simple. Moreover, he only played the song without singing, and without the addition of lyrics, the song seems even more bland.

Although it is plain, it is not ordinary. Every note in it seems to be completely stuck in the groove of the listener's heart, and the song pulls people into the story and picture it describes.

So, when He Xiao finished playing the last syllable and his fingers fell flat on the guitar strings, it brought a longer-lasting tranquility than when the little boy finished singing the song just now.

He Xiao smoothed out the lingering sound of the strings and put the guitar down again. At this time, the people at the table also reacted.

Before the little boy came over, they were discussing the song list for the performance on the way home in a few days. He Xiao said he wanted to add another song to the original one, and several people thought it should be a new song.

They had never heard of the new song. After He Xiao finished playing, Qi Yuan looked at him and asked with a smile.