You were supposed to have a fake marriage with the diva, so how did you become her father?

Chapter 389 Chengdu



Chapter 389 Chengdu

If you ask a man what phrase he is most sensitive to, "You're amazing" will definitely be one of them.

If a man says this, it is definitely a great compliment.

However, if a woman says this, it can sound insulting.

Lu Ran, who originally didn't plan to sing, seems to have no choice.

"You're pretty good."

Shen Yuege said it casually, but Lu Ran immediately sensed the underlying meaning in her tone.

What does "You're really something" mean?

Lu Ran looked at Shen Yuege's face, which was full of "it doesn't matter," and then at the street singer who was still singing not far away. He gritted his teeth.

"Okay, you wait."

He strode over to the street performer.

The other person was a man in his early thirties, wearing a faded denim jacket, holding a somewhat old wooden guitar, and a few banknotes lying scattered in the guitar case in front of him.

He sang an old song, his voice slightly hoarse, which was quite charming.

Seeing Lu Ran approaching, he stopped playing and singing, looked up at Lu Ran, and asked, "Hey buddy, what's up?"

Lu Ran pointed to the guitar in his hand and got straight to the point: "Big brother, can I borrow your guitar for a bit? I want to sing a song, okay?"

The street performer paused for a moment, glanced at Lu Ran, and then looked at the group of excited young people behind Lu Ran holding up their phones. He probably understood what was going on.

"Sure." He readily handed over the guitar. "What songs can you sing? I'll accompany you."

"No need, I can do it myself." Lu Ran took the guitar, tested the sound, and said, "Thanks, brother."

The street performer stepped aside, crossed his arms, and looked on with an expression of anticipation.

After all, he had been singing here for quite a while and was looking forward to taking a break.

The earnings tonight weren't high, so he didn't mind Lu Ran taking up some of his time. If Lu Ran didn't sing well, he could sing instead and better showcase his own skills.

If Lu Ran sings better than me, then I can use Lu Ran's help to get the crowd around me to give me some red envelopes.

Kill two birds with one stone.

At the same time, looking at Lu Ran's posture, he was also very curious about Lu Ran's strength.

Lu Ran sat down in front of the microphone, picked up his guitar, and casually strummed the strings a couple of times.

At this moment, passersby noticed the commotion and stopped in their tracks.

A young man wearing a baseball cap pulled his girlfriend's hand and came over: "Hey, are they changing singers?"

"I don't know, but this guy is pretty handsome."

"What's the use of being handsome? It's all about how well you sing."

Ignoring the whispers around him, Lu Ran gently plucked the strings, and a soft prelude flowed out.

At this moment, Shen Yuege had already raised her phone, pointing the camera at Lu Ran, but her eyes kept switching back and forth between the phone screen and Lu Ran's face.

She was actually a little curious about what song Lu Ran would sing in this kind of setting.

Is he singing his own version of "Rice Fragrance"?

Or should I sing the songs I wrote for her?

Or maybe you can just hum a tune to get by?

When Lu Ran spoke, Shen Yuege's small hand trembled slightly.

Another new song?

Is Lu Ran really planning to sing a song in a certain place? That would be a bit of a loss for Guangxi and Guangdong provinces.

Just as Shen Yuege was lost in thought, Lu Ran's voice came out.

"What brought tears to my eyes wasn't just the wine from last night. What makes me reluctant to part isn't just your tenderness..."

Shen Yuege has heard Lu Ran sing many songs, from "The First Dream" to "Rice Fragrance", from "Iron-Blooded Loyal Heart" to "Rose in the Palm of My Hand".

She had even heard all the demos that Lu Ran recorded using the identity of Tomorrow.

But she had never heard this song before.

The melody is as simple as speaking, without fancy techniques or high-note virtuosity, just singing plainly, like someone talking to themselves in the middle of the night.

But it is precisely this ordinariness that gives the whole song an indescribable flavor.

It felt like walking down a very old street, with dim streetlights on both sides and the chill of late autumn in the wind.

"How much longer do we have to go on this journey?" you asked, holding my hand. What troubles me is the struggle for freedom...

Lu Ran's voice wasn't loud, but the surrounding noise suddenly subsided at that moment.

The street performer, who had been leaning against the lamppost with his arms crossed, gradually lowered his arms and leaned forward unconsciously upon hearing this.

Shen Yuege's hand holding the phone was trembling with excitement.

The lyrics that followed warmed her heart even more.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh oh~ until all the lights go out and we still don't stop..."

Chengdu.

Shen Yuege's expression changed from surprise to tenderness.

This was their first night in Chengdu.

This song was only written today.

The inspiration might have come on the way here, or even the moment I saw the street performer.

But she prefers to believe that Lu Ran wrote the song after hearing her say "You're amazing".

The lyrics, with their imagery of "walking together on the street," evoke the feeling of two people strolling leisurely through the streets of Chengdu.

As Lu Ran's singing began, more and more pedestrians gathered around.

A girl in a trench coat stopped and listened. Suddenly, her eyes reddened. Her best friend next to her whispered and asked her what was wrong. She shook her head and didn't say anything, but took out her phone and started recording.

A middle-aged couple walked by hand in hand. The husband wanted to pull his wife along, but she grabbed his sleeve and said, "Wait a minute, this song is pretty nice."

A food delivery driver parked his electric scooter on the side of the road, still wearing his helmet, and stood on the scooter listening, completely forgetting that the food he was delivering was about to be late.

Lu Ran's voice continued.

"You'll hold my sleeve, and I'll put my hands in my pockets. We'll walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the entrance of the little tavern..."

Shen Yuege couldn't help but smile.

This song is too cunning.

Although it's about a city, it evokes the feeling of being in love.

What's most ingenious is that there isn't a single line of "I like you" or "I love you" in this song, but every line seems to say "I want to be with you."

She could already imagine what the comments section would look like if the song were released.

Countless people will surely say, "This song is a love letter to Chengdu."

But Shen Yuege knew that this song was written for Chengdu, but it was also written for her.

The experiences described in the lyrics, line by line, all express the feelings between the two people.

The scene had become so quiet that only Lu Ran's guitar and his voice remained.

Even the street singer leaned against a lamppost, closed his eyes, and nodded gently along with the melody.

When the chorus started again, Lu Ran's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh oh~ until all the lights go out and we still don't stop..."

He looked up, his gaze passing over the crowd and landing on Shen Yuege.

Shen Yuege was taking pictures of him with her phone when their eyes met through the screen.

Instead of dodging, she mouthed something to the camera.

Lu Ran realized that what she meant was—"You're pretty good."

This time, you really are something else.

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