Chapter 1141 An introverted street singer receives encouragement from the real person: "Wow, so many people."
Mo Zixue sighed softly and subconsciously moved closer to Wang Yueheng.
The crowd was dense and shoulder to shoulder, mostly young student couples and office workers looking for food after get off work.
Wang Yueheng, in high spirits, like an ordinary tourist, lingered with Mo Zixue at various stalls.
They first tried the crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside oyster omelet with its rich sauce, and then shared a generously portioned and delicious Taiwanese sausage wrapped in sticky rice.
Wang Yueheng also tried the giant chicken cutlet coated in salt and pepper powder, and ended up with powder stuck to the corners of his mouth, which Mo Zixue jokingly wiped off with a handkerchief.
The two bought papaya milk and frog eggs, and strolled along with the crowd while drinking them.
The night market not only offers delicious food, but also has many stalls selling trinkets, cultural and creative products, and even street games, making it a lively and bustling place.
This relaxed and carefree experience, full of life, allowed Wang Yueheng, who had been under the spotlight and with a hectic schedule for days, to feel a rare moment of relaxation.
Just as they passed a slightly wider area near a small performance space.
A familiar melody, accompanied by somewhat awkward and nervous guitar playing, drifted over intermittently.
It's the melody of "Fleet of Time".
Wang Yueheng and Mo Zixue both stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
At the edge of the open space, a slender boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was sitting on a small folding stool he had brought with him, holding an old guitar. He was playing and singing somewhat haltingly in front of the open guitar case in front of him.
"In those fleeting years, how many times did we say goodbye... and then delay it again..."
The boy's voice was actually quite good, but he clearly lacked technique and confidence, and his guitar accompaniment was often off-key, making him sound very unskilled.
He sang with his head down, not daring to look at the few pedestrians who stopped briefly and then quickly left, his face flushed red.
Several passersby heard the off-key singing and couldn't help but chuckle softly, while others shook their heads and quickly walked away.
"...Love is not just a single experience, it's an eloquent expression of the seven emotions..."
The boy's voice grew softer and softer, almost drowned out by the noise of the night market, and carried a clear sense of frustration.
Wang Yueheng listened carefully and realized that the boy's accent had a distinct northern flavor, indicating that he was not a local.
Then look at his rather simple clothes and the backpack next to him containing several professional books.
They look like university students from mainland China studying in northern Taiwan.
Perhaps they heard the song trending on social media today and wanted to try singing it, but due to nervousness and unfamiliarity, the performance was poor and instead drew ridicule.
Mo Zixue also noticed something amiss and whispered to Wang Yueheng, "They seem to be students from the mainland; they're a bit nervous."
Wang Yueheng's heart stirred.
He recalled his initial awkwardness and nervousness when he first started singing on the streets and in bars, and also the help and encouragement he received along the way.
Without the slightest hesitation, he said "Wait for me" to Mo Zixue and walked straight toward the boy.
The boy was singing, "If we meet again, we can't have tears in our eyes..."
The singing stopped abruptly because a guitar chord was played incorrectly.
The boy stopped awkwardly, his head hanging even lower, as if he wanted to pack his things and leave immediately.
Just then, a gentle voice rang out in front of him: "Excuse me, can I borrow your guitar for a moment?"
The boy looked up in surprise and was greeted by a handsome face with a friendly smile.
This face... seems familiar?
He blinked, almost unable to believe his eyes.
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