There are no professional equipment here, so we can only rely on a cappella and a loudspeaker, and even the accompaniment is found on the mobile phone.
Mo Jingchun held his cell phone in his hand, his eyes passing through the crowd around him and fixed on Jiang Li.
That gaze was firm and persistent, as if it would never move away forever.
The girls sitting in the front row took pictures of Mo Jingchun with their cell phones.
"I want to dedicate this song to my girlfriend. She's quite shy, so I won't mention her name."
As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, there were sighs all around, and the light in the eyes of the girls who were originally holding their phones with great interest dimmed a lot.
Mo Jingchun didn't care. He just came to declare his sovereignty and to prevent more people from interfering with him and Jiang Li.
I opened my phone and the soft accompaniment sounded slowly. The surroundings became quiet and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the handsome Mo Jingchun in the middle of the lawn.
These expressions were very complex and different, but Mo Jingchun still keenly sensed a clear gaze.
He stood there like the protagonist in a youth campus novel, which was really fascinating.
Xu Fan sat on the periphery with a smile on his face, shaking his head gently.
It was getting dark and the night wind was blowing gently.
Mo Jingchun's hat was blown away, his hair flew everywhere and stuck to his forehead, and the singing slowly began to sound.
The world is big.
We are small.
Laziness happens to meet boredom around the corner.
So many people.
So lively.
I love quietness and you are afraid of noise.
Sometimes mature and sensible.
Sometimes he looks like a child.
Keep each other warm in the cold city.
I can also put down my troubles in front of you.
Enjoy your smile.
You want to go to many places.
But one person doesn't dare.
I will hold your hand.
Implement them one by one.
We will all grow old.
Too old to walk far.
At least I'm walking downstairs.
You said you feel insecure and used to being alone.
I'll get you used to having someone by your side.
We are all afraid that loneliness will be slowly swallowed up by time.
Don't be afraid, dear, I'm here.
Don't be afraid, dear, I'm here.
Although the singing was not very pleasant, it was full of emotion. The surroundings were very quiet, as if the world had been muted.
Mo Jingchun's gaze passed through the crowd around him and finally stopped at Jiang Li's face.
Jiang Li smiled quietly. Although they were far away, Mo Jingchun could inexplicably smell a hint of floral fragrance, which was the scent of gentian flowers in bloom.
Jiang Li, don't be afraid of being alone.
Here I am.
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