Brief Paper, Lengthy Love

Background music: I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you

I dare not get too close.

On stage, singer Karl had already changed several songs.

There are pop songs and folk songs, and the overall atmosphere is quite relaxing, which suits the environment very well.

In late April, people gather around a fire for a barbecue in Yancheng.

The two talked about music, then comics, and then Japanese.

Hearing Tang Song utter a few simple Japanese words, Tian Jing's eyes lit up, and she also repeated a few lines from Japanese anime.

She took a Japanese course in college out of interest, but because she didn't put in the effort, her level was terrible.

Seeing that she was interested, Tang Song continued the conversation along this line.

Neither of them spoke very good Japanese, but they had a lot of fun chatting and laughing all the time.

On stage, the music gradually stopped.

The handsome manager reappeared, holding a microphone, and said, "We all know that there are many hidden masters among the people! There must be some hidden talents among the customers here."

Next, we've prepared a short story for everyone, and we invite you to sing it in the restaurant, accompanied by our musician Karl.

Don't worry, it doesn't have to be the whole song, just a verse is fine!

The table with the best performance gets their entire meal free today!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a great deal of applause, cheers, and whistles.

"Alright, now our staff will be walking around the restaurant with microphones. Customers who want to participate can simply reach out and grab a microphone! Everyone is welcome to join in!"

"Game start!"

Soon, two staff members and Karl, carrying microphones, entered the dining area.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

"Over here! Over here! Look over here!"

Most of the diners at the scene were young couples, and they all behaved very casually and boldly in this environment and atmosphere.

Soon, a round-faced girl grabbed the microphone, spoke with Karl for a moment, and then the crisp sound of a guitar rang out.

The round-faced girl winked at her boyfriend across the table and sang, "I have a dream like Rainbow after the rain, exchanging all my tears for a smile..."

Daring to be the first to grab the microphone naturally means you're not bad at all; you have a beautiful voice and steady breath control, making you an absolute karaoke queen.

When the singing stopped, the diners applauded.

Then, several more young people took the initiative to grab the microphone, and most of them only sang the climax of the song, but they still completely ignited the atmosphere at the scene.

Laughter, singing, and people taking photos filled the air.

Watching the restaurant staff slowly approach this way.

Tang Song's sharp eyes spotted the guitar in Karl's hand.

I was originally planning to borrow his guitar during a break from his performance, but now it's saved me a lot of trouble.

He looked at Tian Jing, whose eyes Jing Jing, and suggested, "Xiao Jing, why don't you join in? You're treating today, so it would be fun to win a free meal this way. Besides, you're so pretty and have such a sweet voice, I think the chances are pretty good."

Tian Jing bit her lip, then smiled and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, she stood up, stood on tiptoe, and waved to the staff, "Over here! Handsome guy, look over here!"

She didn't really care about getting the ticket for free; she just thought it would be fun to participate in the singing game in this kind of atmosphere.

It would be even more interesting if we could win the game.

Wearing a white dress, Tian Jing, sweet and lovely, was always the focus of the entire restaurant, as her voice rang out.

All eyes turned to this side, and some people even took the opportunity to point their cameras in this direction.

The staff's eyes lit up; their original intention was to increase user engagement and promote the restaurant through this competition.

With such a stunning beauty participating, the level of discussion and word-of-mouth will definitely be off the charts!

He quickly walked over to their table and, without even needing to grab it, proactively handed the microphone to her.

Karl, carrying his guitar, had an excited expression on his face.

I noticed this girl when she was on stage, and now that I'm closer, she seems even more stunningly beautiful.

In particular, she had the air of a well-behaved rich girl, which was his favorite type.

With a confident smile, Karl patted his guitar and said, "Miss, what song do you want to sing? As long as it's not too obscure, I can accompany you."

Tian Jing bit her lip and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "How about something simple, ' Brief Paper, Lengthy Love '?"

"Of course!" Karl tossed his hair lightly. "The female version of this song is also very nice. I look forward to the young lady's performance."

Just then, Tang Song spoke up, "Hello, I'd like to accompany my friend on guitar, is that alright?"

The host paused for a moment, then nodded readily and said, "Yes, you're very welcome!"

After all, they were their clients, and their requests were more entertaining for the show, so he had no reason to refuse.

Tian Jing blinked her big, bright eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Song, you can play the guitar too?"

"How about we team up and win the game?" Tang Song snapped his fingers at her.

"That's great!" Tian Jing subconsciously looked at Tang Song's "God's Hand," her legs under her skirt gently rubbing together.

Such beautiful hands, and they can even play the guitar, they must be very flexible and strong, right?

That's incredible...

The smile on singer Karl's face gradually disappeared.

At the host's prompting, he handed over his guitar.

Look at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Singing and playing the guitar yourself is actually not bad; if you go off-key, you can always get back on track.

Accompanying someone else is a different story. If you can't keep up with the rhythm, the whole thing might fall apart, and the result would be disastrous.

Taking the guitar from Karl, Tang Song lowered his head and gently stroked the strings. A feeling of joy and familiarity welled up in his heart instantly.

The 41-inch electric Folk guitar pickups that connect directly to the amp, producing a loud, clear sound that is perfect for this performance environment.

A gentle breeze had begun to blow on the terrace, causing the canvas on top of the dining table to sway softly.

Tang Song sat down in the chair, placed the guitar on his lap, with the headstock facing forward and the body of the guitar forming a 45-degree angle with his body.

Press down on the strings with your left hand and place your right hand on the sound hole.

His movements were natural, confident, relaxed, and exuded style. The performances in his Dream World instilled in him no fear or hesitation; he ignored all the stares around him and focused intently on his guitar.

Meanwhile, the evening breeze of April ruffled his wispy hair and the hem of his clothes.

Special effects triggered.

Bathed in warm yellow light, Tang Song, holding a guitar, appeared serene, melancholic, and sad, exuding a unique artistic aura.

The diners who had been making a fuss around them quieted down, and everyone turned their attention to the outstanding Tang Song.

"I'm ready." Tang Song nodded, her tone calm and serene.

Tian Jing nodded slightly, stepped forward and stood opposite Tang Song, seemingly wanting to watch him play the guitar.

The brightly lit city skyscrapers, the pure white moonlight, and the deep, dazzling starry sky all became his backdrop.

"Ding-dong—"

Clean and crisp notes flowed from the fingertips, and the coherent and precise chords carried a strong emotion.

Tian Jing's heart began to race, and she gripped the microphone slightly tighter.

What's going on? What's happening?!

When Tang Song got the guitar, he looked just like Ultraman getting a transformation item.