Being Reborn And Starting Off By Not Being A Simp-Chapter 158: Your Cold Hands, I Want to Warm Them Up

There were more street performers than before.

However, most of them had a cell phone in front of them, and they were performing while broadcasting.

Liu Qing knew that in two years, there would be even more people like that. They might even become a nuisance and be chased away by the police.

However, looking from afar, the singer did not seem to be livestreaming. There was no phone stand in front of her.

At first, she only thought that it was good and had no other thoughts.

After being cheered up by Xiao Wen, he suddenly felt that what she said made a lot of sense. He was now a big boss, so he should develop the habit of paying for the things he liked.

For example, when reading novels, one should not read pirated copies. When listening to songs, one should download genuine music. When watching movies, it was best to go to the cinema. Even if one watched movies online, one should not watch pirated resources.

Unless there was no legal copy or the legal copy was illegal, for example, some educational films.

He stood up and said,"Then I’ll go over and give you a tip.""

Ye Wanrong also naturally got up and followed.

As a bodyguard, of course, he had to be with his boss, especially on the streets.

The barbeque stall owner looked at the table nervously.

They hadn’t paid yet. If they left, what could they do?

Xiao Wen smiled and waved at him."

Anyway, he had almost finished eating. There was only so much left.

Someone came over to pay for her. The three of them actually spent 300 to 400 yuan.

This was Xiao Wen’s first time treating, but she was quite happy to treat herself this time. She even felt a little proud when she paid for it.

This also made her understand that treating people was also a happy thing.

No wonder he often saw news of people fighting over the bill.

This thing was also addictive.

Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to have enough money.

The remaining barbecue was packed into two lunch boxes and placed in a plastic bag. Xiao Wen carried the plastic bag and walked to the small square.

In the small square, a thin girl was singing with a guitar. Her voice was a little sad.

"Listen to loneliness singing,

Gently, fiercely,

The song is so cruel,

It made people cry uncontrollably.

You hear loneliness singing

Gentle, crazy,

The sorrow grew deeper and deeper.

How could he make it stop?

.."

When Xiao Wen walked over, she still had a smile on her face.

She felt that this was the first time in her life that she was treating someone she liked. It was such a wonderful feeling, and she was still immersed in that sense of joy.

However, as they got closer and closer, the singing became clearer and clearer. There was an inexplicable sense of disappointment in her heart.

Everyone would feel lonely, but not everyone’s loneliness would sing.

Listening to the girl’s cold and plaintive voice, Xiao Wen felt like she had been hit.

He suddenly recalled some past events and some images appeared in his mind.

The girl who was singing was sitting on the steps of the green belt at the edge of the square. There was an iron box more than one meter in front of her. There were a few coins and a 100-yuan bill inside.

The hundred-yuan note was thrown in by Liu Qing.

Without the 100-yuan note, the girl’s income would only be a few yuan.

A few meters in front of the girl, there were more than a dozen idle people standing sparsely. Some were listening to music, while others were taking photos with their phones.

It could be seen from the income in the metal box that there were more free prostitutes than paid ones.

The girl was singing with her back to the street lamp. Her hair was a little messy and fluffy, covering her eyes. Only her small nose and thin lips could be seen.

Xiao Wen was already relatively thin, but this girl was even thinner than Xiao Wen. She gave off the feeling that she would fall over with a breeze.

When Xiao Wen came over with two bags of barbecue, the smell of cumin wafted over. The girl looked up and swallowed her saliva. She didn’t even finish singing the lyrics.

The moment she raised her head, the hair covering her face scattered. Everyone could see that there were many spots on her face, like butterflies covering both sides of her face.

Butterflies were beautiful, but the butterfly-shaped spots were not.

At that moment, someone exclaimed,""What’s that on her face? It’s so scary!"

A few people who were excitedly taking videos with their cell phones also put down their phones in disappointment and turned to leave.

There were even discussions like this:

"Her singing is quite nice, but she looks too scary."

"What a pity..."

"I thought it was a pretty girl..."

The dozen or so people surrounding them suddenly became only four or five.

The girl lowered her head again and continued singing.

The song became even more sorrowful.

"The sky is so dark that it looks like it will never be bright again.

Tomorrow or not, it didn’t matter.

Quietly, she watched as her youth struggled to leave her.

The tears are still warm, but the tear stains are cold..."

Xiao Wen didn’t understand the sadness in her song, but when she heard it, a wave of sadness spread in her heart.

After singing the song, the girl stood up with her head lowered. She went to take the iron box on the ground and prepared to leave.

She knew that if anyone saw the scary spots on her face, they wouldn’t be interested in listening anymore.

She had seen this kind of thing many times.

At this moment, Liu Qing took out another 100 yuan and put it in. He said,""You sing quite well. Can I hear you sing a few more songs?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and looked up at Liu Qing.

Under the streetlights, the spots on her face were very scary.

Two more left.

Only Liu Qing and the other two were left.

"Thank you..."

The girl whispered and sat back down on the steps of the green belt. She hugged the guitar and played a few times before singing again.

" The morning sun shines,

Shines on the little lake,

On that little white sail 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Happy sailing forward.

Last night, there was the sound of wind and rain.

The flowery shirt is wet,

Your hands are so cold,

I want to keep it warm..."

The voice was clear, and there was an indescribable sadness in it.

Liu Qing took out his phone and made a call."

"President Qin, are you free now?"

"What is it?" Qin Kun asked.

"I’ll let you listen to a song. It’s sung by a little girl who’s a singer next to me."

Liu Qing turned on the speaker so that Qin Kun could hear him.

On the other end of the phone, Qin Kun was silent as he listened to the song.

After the song was over, Liu Qing turned off the speaker and asked Qin Kun,"

"President Qin, what do you think?"

"It’s pretty good. That singing voice is very infectious."Qin Kun commented.

Then, he asked Liu Qing,"Is this singer doing a live broadcast?" Are the profits good?"

"I didn’t start a live broadcast. As for the profits...If you don’t count the 200 yuan I gave you, it’s only a few yuan."Liu Qing said.

"Does that girl look rich?" Qin Kun asked again.

"It seems quite difficult." Liu Qing said.

Qin Kun became excited."

"Boss, send me your location. I’ll go over now!"