My heart is about to stop
It was already seven o'clock when Wen Jing and Chi Ya walked out of the bookstore. When they took a taxi to the mutton noodle restaurant, they saw that the lights were still on and they breathed a sigh of relief.
The shop was empty, with only a slightly plump auntie cleaning up in the kitchen. When she saw the two people come in, she was surprised:
"Do you want to eat noodles?" She spoke in a smoky voice.
"Yes, Auntie, I come here often." Chi Ya said, "I brought my friend here to try it today."
"Oh, it's you, little beauty! Come in, come in, auntie will cook for you."
"Okay, thank you for your help, Auntie." Chi Ya led Wen Jing to sit in the inner seat. "Why are you alone today?"
"Those two workers are off work. On normal days, the shop would have been closed. But today my son came and said he wanted to walk the dog, so he asked me to wait a while before closing the shop. Otherwise, you guys would have made a wasted trip today."
"Thank you, son!" Chi Ya said loudly.
Her aunt made her laugh, and her laughter was particularly heroic.
"This auntie sounds like a person with a strong personality," said Wen Jing.
"That's right! Auntie is so generous, she always gives me a lot of extra meat."
After a while, the mutton noodles were served, and the mutton looked plentiful and fresh.
"Wow! Auntie, why are there so much meat today?"
"I saved this for my son. Now that you're here, there's no share for him. Anyway, that kid has more than enough to eat when he gets home."
"Thank you, Auntie!" They both thanked her in unison.
There is a wall-mounted TV on the right wall of the mutton noodle restaurant, and an idol drama is playing at the moment.
After the aunt cooked noodles for them, she sat on a chair next to them and watched TV series.
I don't know where in the play, the male lead suddenly said to the female lead: "What's the use of him being handsome? Can being handsome be used to make a living?"
"It's just enough to make a living, so what? Anyway, in my eyes, he's ten thousand times more handsome than you!"
"Then you'd better be with him. Sooner or later you will find out that face is the least valuable thing about a man!" The male protagonist left angrily.
What's that line? Don't mislead the little boy!
Wen Jing got furious when she heard this. Face and figure are clearly the most valuable aspects of a man!
My aunt also turned around and said, "Don't listen to what they say in TV dramas. When you're looking for a man, you should look for a handsome one. That way, no matter how unsuccessful he is, at least you won't have to go home to a gloomy face. Besides, if you find a handsome man, your children will also be good-looking. My two children are so beautiful now, they all inherited their father's beauty."
Wen Jing nodded heavily.
"Auntie, you are so modest. You have beautiful facial features!" Chi Ya said from the side.
Wen Jing couldn't help but scrutinize the person before her. Her hair was tied up, and her face looked slightly puffy from being in the heat for so long. But upon closer inspection, she did have delicate features, especially those eyes. Wen Jing felt as if she had seen them somewhere before.
"Auntie is old and doesn't have the heart to pursue these things. But you two little girls, each of you is so beautiful, you should keep your eyes open! If you can find a handsome guy, find one. It would be best to find someone who is handsome, capable, and considerate. Then life won't be so hard!"
"Yes! Auntie, we will definitely find the best!" Chi Ya replied to her.
Auntie pointed outside and said, "That little park outside is very lively tonight. They say there's a performance. You can go check it out after you finish eating. It's a rare sight!"
They saw this when they arrived. It seemed like they were holding a singing relay competition, and there would be prizes for those who took over.
"Let's go and give it a try!" Chi Ya looked very excited.
"I'm tone-deaf and I don't listen to a lot of music."
"Just try your luck! What if you meet someone who can sing? Even if you can't sing, it's no loss!"
"Okay."
Wen Jing is the kind of person who either doesn't go out, or when she does, she wants to have a great time.
There is a saying that is particularly effective for her: since you are already here,
This mutton noodle shop is indeed delicious, and the soup is also very fresh. Wen Jing almost drank half a bowl.
The two of them felt satisfied and walked towards the small park not far away, touching their stomachs.
There is a small stage in the park square. A fashionable man stands on it with a microphone. He sings a few lines and then asks the people below to continue.
There were so many people here, three layers inside and three layers outside. Wen Jing and Chi Ya were squeezed on the outside and couldn't get in no matter what, and couldn't see the stage.
I don't know what the people above said, but the crowd suddenly became agitated, and small groups of people retreated away. In the end, Wen Jing and Chi Ya squeezed into the middle and could see the stage.
"What's going on?" Chi Ya asked.
Before Wen Jing could answer, the man on the stage raised the microphone and said, "Okay, this round of pairing failed. We agreed that for love songs, only when one man and one woman can sing the chorus will it be considered a successful pairing. Just now, it was two uncles, and both sides gave up. Let's start over!"
"The next song is called 'Only Have Feelings for You'. I'm sure you've all heard it, it's a very sweet love song. This time we have to get it to one man and one woman, we can't let it go to waste!"
"Okay! Let's start by passing the two microphones around. Whoever gets the chorus gets to sing! Let's begin!"
Wen Jing originally thought that one person would sing one line at a time, but unexpectedly, the person who got the first line sang it alone. She immediately wanted to escape, but the music started and the crowd became restless, so she couldn't get out at all.
At this moment, Chen Songyan was standing not far from the crowd with his dog. After listening to the explanation of the rules, he suddenly lost the desire to join in the fun.
However, the next second, the beige little pine tree in his hand suddenly ran towards the crowd.
Chen Songyan was startled, fearing that it would be trampled by the crowd, and for a moment he didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to grab it.
"The unsolvable gaze and the heart are like a needle in the sea..." The host on the stage has started singing the main part of the song.
Wen Jing watched the crowd rushing over from the left, but couldn't see the microphone, and her heart ached.
"I have no talent for romance and my reaction is quite slow..."
Wen Jing was shocked. How come they had already sung to this point? Where was the microphone?
"But I'm conflicted. I like your stupidity..."
The chorus was almost here, and nothing happened. Wen Jing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard a scream from the right. Her chest felt heavy, and when she looked down, she saw a microphone in her hand.
"Okay, stop!"
Stop, Wen Jing felt that her heart was really about to stop.
"Which two of you have the microphone? Please raise your hands and tell us your gender."
Everyone around Wen Jing looked at her.
"Damn, Wen Jing, you got it!" Chi Ya looked at her excitedly.
Steal? She should have been robbed of the microphone.
But now that things have come to this, Wen Jing is no longer willing to be shy. With a dead heart, she raises her hand and says weakly, "Girl."
She heard that the voice she made was shaky, which was different from her usual voice.
A voice from the left also came through the microphone, with only one simple word: "Male."
It was a very cold and reluctant voice, a two-way disagreement.
Wen Jing turned around, but couldn't see the person's face clearly, but the person seemed quite tall.
"Finally, we've been paired! And they sound like two young people! Then, the next chorus will be sung by each of them, one line each. Please follow the big screen. The man will sing the blue chorus, and the woman will sing the red chorus. After you finish the chorus, you will each receive a carton of our fresh milk!"
"Next, let me sing the last verse for you two to make it easier to connect! Gentlemen, please get ready!"
The host finished speaking and shouted: "Music!"
Wen Jingxin brought it up, and luckily the song was famous enough and she happened to have heard it before.
"I have no talent for romance, I'm slow to react and not cautious enough, I picked the wrong color of flower, but I'm very romantic and I like your stupidity... one, two, three"
The boy on the left said: "No matter how beautiful or sweet your smile is, it's not special if it's not yours."
Wen Jing felt that she was really unlucky. Although the boy sang reluctantly, his voice was nice and he sang in tune.
She closed her eyes and continued: "No matter how bitter and salty the tears are, with your comfort, the sun will shine again."
Not a single word was on tune, and Wen Jing heard the people around her laughing.
"If you get any closer or don't hug enough, the hug will be too far away." The boy was not led astray by her at all, the connection was very natural, and his voice sounded much closer to her.
Wen Jing felt as if the other person had walked behind her. She turned around and looked at him while singing: "The whole world only has feelings for you..."
This was a chorus. At the end of the song, Wen Jing could not hear her own voice because she was stunned looking at Chen Songyan in front of her.
But the lyrics continued, and it was Chen Songyan's turn again. His voice was very different this time, no longer cold and aloof, but gentler than usual: "No matter how wild or crazy we play, if you glare at me, I'll calm down."
After singing, he nodded to Wen Jing to indicate that it was her turn. Wen Jing had no choice but to look back at the big screen: "No matter how wide or far the road is, as long as you hold my hand, it will be safe."
"I will be obedient, clingy, gentle and considerate and will never be perfunctory."
Chen Songyan's words seemed to be floating over Wen Jing's head, sticky and sticky.
She turned around and saw Chen Songyan seemed to be squeezed by someone. He was very close to her, with his head much taller than hers, looking down at her. The stage lights were dazzling, and his expression was difficult to discern, but the outline of his face seemed even more angular.
Wen Jing realized it later and felt excited, and her heart rate couldn't help but speed up.
She raised the microphone, smiled at Chen Songyan, and sang the last line with him at the same time: "I only have feelings for you~~"
She thought it would be an awkward duet between strangers who hated each other, but then Chen Songyan showed up.
It just so happened that the person who sang duet with her was not a stranger, nor someone she knew, but Chen Songyan.
How is this different from winning the lottery?
An indescribable feeling of surprise spread, and Wen Jing even felt that her mood overlapped with the lyrics.
I feel that if it were anyone else, she wouldn't be in the same mood as she is now.
Strangers don’t work, other boys in the class don’t work, Jiang Xi doesn’t work either, it seems that only Chen Songyan can work.
"I only have feelings for you--" Wen Jing muttered to herself.
"Thank you both for participating. Please come backstage later to claim your rewards. For the next song, we'll pick one lucky audience member who can catch the chorus and win two cartons of milk!"
Wen Jing was so frightened when she heard this that she pushed the microphone into the arms of the person next to her: "Go, go, go, go!"
She grabbed Chi Ya with her right hand and Chen Songyan with her left hand and managed to squeeze out of the crowd.
"What are you doing! You two have won the prize, but I haven't! Why did you pull me out?" Chi Ya said dissatisfiedly.
"It's just two cartons of milk. We'll give you the two cartons we own," Wen Jing said on her own initiative. Then, remembering that the other cartons belonged to Chen Songyan, she smiled and asked him, "Is that okay?"
Chen Songyan came back to his senses and looked at her: "I'll listen to you."
Chi Ya stared at the two of them with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but ask: "So tonight, I am part of your play?"
Wen Jing: ...
Chen Songyan:?
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