Su Moyu, on one side, is still immersed in the joy of being lost and recovered. She drives through the brightly lit City, and rarely shows a charming smile on her cold face. Looking at the co pilot's seat she just sat in, she smiles even more dejected. I didn't expect to like someone like this!

When to come to her tomorrow, where to take her, what to eat, and how to make her happy. Su Moyu has been thinking about these questions all night. Tomorrow night, she must let ZIWANG accompany her. Su Moyu has a good sleep. Who knows, after waking up, everything will be as he wishes.

Jing Wei spent a whole day in the bar of Zoucheng. Jing Wei, who agreed to make money for herself, had nothing to do. When they had no lunch to eat at noon, they glared at each other. Finally, Zoucheng took the initiative to cook some noodles in the small kitchen of the bar and served them to Jing Wei. Now Zoucheng seriously doubts whether this woman is cheating her to eat and drink!

"Hello! You've been playing these instruments all day. Have you come up with a way to make money? " Zou Cheng was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth. As he spoke, he poured his wine into the glass.

"Finished!" Jing Wei finally repaired the only broken speaker in the bar. She put down her tools, got up and clapped her hands. Then she saw Zoucheng sitting on the sofa smoking and drinking.

"I thought you were just a smoker, but I didn't expect you to be a heavy drinker." Jing Wei's tone of speaking to Zoucheng didn't look like she had just met.

"Yes, I should drink too much if your aunt eats and drinks with me again! Before you came, there were several guests in my bar. Today, none! I think you are a disaster. In the morning, you vowed to make money for me. Now you are going to eat me up and ruin me! " Zoucheng see Jingwei to their own, consciously put out the hands of the smoke, picked up the hands of the wine cup poured a mouthful.

"Cut! Don't you just eat some noodles and you're broke? You are so mean. "Jing Wei sits on the sofa and knows that Zou Cheng is joking and teasing himself. She does give him a lot of trouble, but she says she wants to earn money to pay him back, so Jing Wei says she can do it!

We can only talk about terms with him when we have finished the ambiguous human relationship! Let him see his value, let him taste the sweetness, his life should be guaranteed.

"Come on, come out with me later!" Jing Wei rubbed her neck and said to Zoucheng.

"Out? Where are we going? I'm still open at night. You little girl, don't try to frame me any more. "Zoucheng is much older than Jing Wei, so the tone of speaking to her is just like talking to a younger generation. Neither of them is polite.

"Who's the girl? My name is Jing Wei. You can just call me Xiao Wei in the future. How close Xiao Wei is when she calls, don't you think?" Jing Wei smiles flatteringly, and then her face changes. She slaps Zoucheng's thigh with her hand and says, "go! You're carrying a speaker, I'm carrying a guitar, I'm taking me, where there are more people, where there are people in your little broken bar, I'll take you to earn a lot of money! "

Zou Cheng was startled by Jing Wei's sudden action of patting her thigh. She looked at this strange little girl. She had never seen such a familiar girl before. She didn't want to be an outsider with someone who just didn't know for a day. Zoucheng almost doubted life. Did he have such a big generation gap with these young people?

Making a lot of money? Zou Cheng hummed coldly, but without saying a word, he got up from the sofa, carried the speaker that Jing Wei asked him to hold, and followed her out of the door.

He wants to see how this little girl makes a lot of money!

"You don't have to lock the door?" Jing Wei looked at Zou Cheng who didn't lock the bar door and asked.

"Anyway, I have nothing to steal here," said Zou Cheng with a shrug.

Although Jing Wei was a little suspicious, she didn't take it seriously. She continued, "yes, let's go. Take me with you. Where are more people going?"

Zou Cheng had some thoughts in his mind, but he didn't ask for a word. I hope it's not what he thought!

Leading Jing Wei to the most prosperous intersection of the street, Zoucheng put down the speaker on his shoulder and said to Jing Wei, "here it is! The place with the most people in the neighborhood "Zoucheng uses a pair of expression, you should tell me what you are going to do now, staring at Jing Wei.

"Yes, there are so many people here. Let's start!" Jing Wei then put the microphone stand on, took out the guitar, put the piano box in front of the microphone stand, and motionless Zoucheng signed to plug in the power supply and turn on the speaker.

It's exactly what I think! Zou Cheng wants to die. At his age, he has never seen a scene! But in front of so many people singing, I really feel embarrassed. So he stood in place looking at this brave little girl, really don't know whether to cry or smile.

"How do I feel like I'm on a thief's boat?" Zoucheng helpless for Jingwei fiddle with sound box, mouth or complaining.

"It's too late for you to regret it. Do you have any change?" Jing Wei stands in front of Zoucheng. Zoucheng suddenly feels the loveliness of this little girl. Her stubborn appearance makes her laugh.

"Just a few pieces!" Zoucheng takes out a few yuan in his pocket and puts it into Jing Wei's hand.

"Enough" Jing Wei takes over and throws the money into the piano box.

Carry the guitar, adjust the guitar and microphone stand. While watching Zoucheng, playing and singing, laughing like flowers blooming in the night, can not help but let Zoucheng have a moment of absence.

"Only you.

Iwanna love with you.

I don't want to forget you.

I want you here.

Mhmm……Mhmm……Mhmm……

Me and you.

Maybe I'm not good enough for you.

Alter the line for you.

Can’tyousee？（ Don't you understand.

……”

Jing Wei's voice spreads in the street of people coming and going. Her voice is hoarse and casual. With the wind spreading, there is always a sense of mystery hidden in her singing. Even Zoucheng, who has seen many singers with good singing skills, can easily substitute herself in Jing Wei's songs. Her mood also fluctuates with her singing. It has to be said that Jing Wei is like a natural singer. Her voice, her temperament and her whole person are integrated at the moment when she speaks. It's hard not to attract people.

Soon someone gathered and began to put money in the piano box.

It turns out that this method is still very effective. The little girl really made money, which is not dishonest.

Song after song, Jing Wei seems to be more and more addicted to singing. As the money in the piano box increases, she sings harder.