Get the perfect music system at the start

Zhao Feiyang said, "Let's go take a look over there, there are lotus flowers."

The sunlight shone on the lake, making it sparkle and shimmer, and the ripples on the water were quite beautiful.

West Lake is beautiful.

Spring returns to the earth, and I walk along the Hundred Causeway of West Lake, gazing at the calm lake surface.

Occasionally, you can see ripples spreading across the lake, and feel the weeping willows swaying in the wind.

Beautiful piano music can be heard from afar; such pleasant days are actually quite rare.

Xu Fan looked at the lotus flowers, the willow embankment, and the Leifeng Pagoda.

As time went by, some lights appeared on the lake, twinkling and moving in sync with the musical fountain.

This place is truly beautiful.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang were both very happy today, so they weren't in a hurry to go back.

They arrived at the broken bridge.

Standing on the broken bridge, I looked up at the sky, watched the ripples on the lake, and saw the crowds thronging around me.

Both of them were quite moved.

Just then, the sound of a guitar suddenly rang out in the distance; someone was singing.

As far as Xu Fan knew, there were relatively few people busking like this in West Lake, given the strict management, especially since it was evening.

But when the guitar started playing, he suddenly thought of himself.

At that time, I was about to graduate, and my mother was diagnosed with cancer.

Besides working at the hospital, he would sing on the street. He was rather weak and even a little shy, so whenever he sang, Fatty Zhao Feiyang would always help him by shouting for customers, while he just focused on singing.

Back then, I didn't sing as well as I do now.

"Facing the wind, embracing the rainbow, bravely moving forward, the light of dawn will pierce the darkness and break through all fear. I can find the answer..."

The boy holding the guitar is singing.

When the familiar melody began, Zhao Feiyang said, "He's singing 'Your Answer'."

Xu Fan nodded and said, "It sounds pretty good."

As the music started, a crowd gathered around.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang then walked over as well.

That young man sang really well; he had a unique voice and pronounced every word very accurately.

And he can also play the guitar.

Zhao Feiyang shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's still not as good as your singing."

Xu Fan patted his broad shoulder and said, "I think it's great."

Xu Fan was quite emotional, because a few months ago, he was also busking on the street, just like him.

A few months later, someone sang his songs on the street.

Zhao Feiyang said from the side, "I just remembered one of your songs?"

Xu Fan looked at Zhao Feiyang with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Feiyang said, "I landed with a 98k and didn't have a scope. Whose fault is that? Not even a red dot or holographic sight. No armor, no helmet, no backpack the whole way. You're kidding me."

Xu Fan slapped the fat man on the shoulder to shut him up.

The fat man chuckled, took out ten yuan from his pocket, walked over, and put it in the man's guitar case.

Xu Fan thought for a moment, then took out a hundred yuan and walked over to put it down as well. But he looked up and said, "Keep it up!"

The boy stopped playing and bowed slightly in thanks.

But when he looked at Xu Fan, he was stunned.

Xu Fan was taken aback. Would he be recognized?

Now that it's already evening, Xu Fan certainly wouldn't continue wearing sunglasses.

The boy, holding his guitar, looked at Xu Fan and asked softly, "Brother Fan?"

Xu Fan ignored him, but Zhao Feiyang tugged at Xu Fan's sleeve.

Both of them understood and turned to leave, ignoring each other's words.

The people nearby stirred slightly, but no one paid any attention.

Someone said unhappily, "Sing, why did you stop singing?"

Of course, most people didn't say anything and prepared to leave.

But just then, the boy spoke again, "Brother Fan, is that you?"

Compared to the soft "Brother Fan" he said earlier, this "Brother Fan, is that you?" was much louder.

The sound carried far and wide, and everyone around could hear it clearly.

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang cursed under their breath, realizing how incredibly boring they were. Why did they go up there to listen to music, and why did they go up there to pay money?

Xu Fan secretly regretted that he should have given the money, but why did he have to say "good luck"?

Of course, despite having this idea, neither of them stopped moving forward.

If we stop now, no one knows what might happen.

However, the boy singing behind them wouldn't give up. He quickly packed his guitar into its case, not even having time to organize his few coins, and chased after them.

The speaker fell there.

"Brother Fan, is that you? It must be you, right? I heard your voice. I really, really like you."

Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang looked at each other, and Zhao Feiyang cursed under his breath, "Is this guy crazy?"

Xu Fan didn't speak, but the man's voice attracted the attention of others around him.

Then a murmur arose, and Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang realized that they couldn't get out.

Get the perfect music system at the start

===Chapter 169 The Siege and Containment Incident===

"Brother Fan? Which Brother Fan?"

"I don't know. Could it be Xu Fan? No way? Brother Fan came to Hangzhou?"

"Oh my god, that figure looks so much like him from behind, and he's even wearing a mask, it must be him."

"Brother Fan, is it really you?"

And so, murmurs rose and fell all around, and then Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang were tightly surrounded.

The fat man shouted, "What Xu Fan? We don't know him. You've mistaken him for someone else."

Xu Fan didn't dare to speak and could only follow the fat man.

Zhao Feiyang waved his hand, attempting to break through.

But this time, there was nothing that could be done.

"Brother Fan, we really like you. Can you give us your autograph?"

"Fanfan, I love you. I especially love your songs. Please don't go. Take off your mask and let me see a living star."

"Brother Fan, I really like you. Can you sing me a song? I want to hear 'Sorrow'."

"I like you, Fanfan."

Xu Fan remembered that the last time he was surrounded by fans was before Xue Laiyi's concert. At that time, he was able to leave unharmed because there were security guards present.

But tonight, looking at the ever-growing crowd surrounding him, he felt a surge of hatred.

The boy carrying the guitar also ran over. He looked at Xu Fan and said, "Brother Fan, I'm sorry, I really like you so much that I couldn't help myself."

The fat man said angrily, "Is this what you are?"

Before Zhao Feiyang could finish speaking, Xu Fan stopped him.

Xu Fan knew he wasn't going to be able to leave today, so he took off his mask and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Xu Fan, but I really have something to do..."

"Brother Fan, sing a song, we really like you."

"Ahhh! It really is Kris Wu!"

"Oh my god, Fanfan, I love you, I love you!"

Xu Fan stopped talking, realizing that in such a lively crowd, probably very few people could hear him.

The fat man's bulky body completely shielded Xu Fan. He looked at Xu Fan's fans and said, "You keep saying you like Xu Fan, so why don't you stop us from leaving?"

Someone shouted loudly, "I like Fan Ge, I want Fan Ge to sing."

Well, there's no point in trying to reason with them at this point.

Everything was brought into the mix by the desire to "get Xu Fan to sing".

The boy holding the guitar said loudly, "Brother Fan, I'm sorry, could you sing us a song?"

Xu Fan shook his head helplessly and took two steps toward the boy.

The man was very excited and happy. He walked up to me and said, "I listen to your songs every day. I listen to every single one of them carefully. My favorite song is 'The Brightest Star in the Night Sky.' That night, you said 'Keep going!' I edited that 'Keep going' into my phone and listen to it every day."

I know there are too many people in this world with similar voices. When the same two words started playing in my ears like a repetition, my first instinct was that it was you. I'm sorry, I was just too excited.

Xu Fan was helpless. He was initially angry, but after hearing what the other party said, he didn't know what to do.

Zhao Feiyang, who was standing to the side, was also extremely frustrated. He whispered to Xu Fan beside him, "This is what they call idol worship."

Xu Fan was helpless. Zhao Feiyang continued, "I think you should be the sun?"

Xu Fan looked at Zhao Feiyang with a puzzled expression. Zhao Feiyang said, "The sun shines brightly, but we can only look up at it and not chase after it. After all, sunlight is dazzling, while stars are gentle."

Xu Fan suddenly realized that what the fat man said made a lot of sense.

But clearly, now is not the time for sentimentality. More and more people are gathering around, and if we don't find a way to leave quickly, it will be too difficult to get away today.

He did come to Hangzhou with the idea of ​​singing, after all, the mission of a 100-city tour was still on his mind.