It's Also Considered Doing a Good Deed for the Day

"You're a singer too?" Li Fei looked at Zhao Yu in surprise.

"No, I just do it as a hobby." Zhao Yu took Li Fei's guitar and strummed it, tuning it.

Honestly, he wasn't a saint, but while he was wallowing in self-pity, seeing someone like Li Fei reminded him of his past self.

Even though he wasn't a folk singer like Li Fei back then, there were times he couldn't afford to eat and was forced to go hungry.

It was only because someone helped him back then that Zhao Yu managed to pull through.

He could tell that despite the man's current predicament, he still held onto his own principles.

Zhao Yu didn't plan to say much more to him; he just needed to figure out his own path forward. Zhao Yu simply wanted to pass on this spirit of helping others.

"What are you going to sing?" Li Fei asked casually.

"Chengdu…" Zhao Yu replied without looking up.

This song was a folk song popularized by Zhao Lei in '17, singing about the place called Rongcheng.

But he wondered if the song had become popular in this parallel world, as this place wasn't called Chengdu right now.

"Chengdu?" Li Fei pondered the song title and finally remembered that Rongcheng had almost been given that name in the past.

But he didn't think there was a song called that? Li Fei couldn't recall any singer writing such a song.

Could it be his original song? But he just said it was a hobby?

While Li Fei was lost in thought, Zhao Yu had already strummed the strings and begun to sing.

"The tears that fall are not just from last night's wine. The reluctance to leave is not just your tenderness…"

His voice was steady and powerful, telling a story with every word. Li Fei couldn't help but be captivated by Zhao Yu's singing.

Passersby also stopped in their tracks, drawn in by Zhao Yu's melody.

They had never heard this song before, yet the lyrics seemed to paint a picture of everyone's daily lives.

"He sings so well…" a girl murmured softly.

And he was quite handsome too. Looking at Zhao Yu's profile, the girl blushed and secretly took out her phone to record him.

"The lyrics sound so familiar, is he singing about Rongcheng?" a boy in the crowd whispered to his friend.

"Probably not, right? Didn't he sing 'Chengdu'?"

"You'll hold my sleeve, I'll put my hands in my pockets. To the end of Yulin Road, we'll sit by the entrance of the small tavern." Zhao Yu's singing continued.

"He mentioned Yulin Road, it's definitely Rongcheng!" the boy stated confidently.

"But, wasn't he singing about Chengdu?" his friend was still confused.

"Little one, you don't understand. Rongcheng used to be called Chengdu too," an auntie in the crowd replied, her Sichuan accent thick.

As the lyrics unfolded, the onlookers seemed to recall memories of this city, a nostalgic look appearing on their faces.

Li Fei, who was also recording, remembered his girlfriend who had always supported him. Once upon a time, he had walked every corner of Rongcheng with her.

Everywhere here held memories with his girlfriend. Could he really be willing to leave like this? Li Fei couldn't help but wonder.

Soon, the song ended, and Zhao Yu stopped playing.

The surrounding audience erupted in cheers, and the guitar case quickly filled with banknotes.

"Wait! He's not busking…" Li Fei was about to say something but was interrupted by a spectator.

"You sang wonderfully! Sing another one! Young man!" The girl at the front spoke loudly without hesitation.

"Sing another one! Kid!" others in the crowd chimed in.

"No, I was just playing around." Zhao Yu shook his head, then looked at Li Fei.

"This guy is the one who sings here. His singing is also quite good, you can all listen."

A look of surprise flashed across Li Fei's face. He finally understood that Zhao Yu had sung to attract customers for him!

"Really?"

"I think I heard him just now, he's not bad either?"

"Why don't we let him sing and try?"

The audience began to discuss. Although they were drawn in by Zhao Yu, they couldn't force him if he didn't want to, could they?

But since he was here, he was probably with the young man next to him. They could let him sing after the young man finished, right?

Most of the audience held this thought and didn't disperse, waiting for Li Fei to start.

Li Fei tremblingly took the guitar from Zhao Yu and whispered in his ear, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"It's nothing. Play well…" Zhao Yu patted his shoulder and walked into the crowd.

"Next, I'd like to sing an original piece. I hope you all enjoy it." Li Fei bowed to the crowd and began to sing.

Soon, the audience's attention was completely drawn to him, and Zhao Yu quietly slipped away.

"Thank you all for stopping, thank you!" After the song ended, Li Fei bowed to the crowd again.

"You sang quite well."

"It's not as good as that young man's just now, but it's still nice to listen to!"

"Keep it up, young man!"

The audience members put money into the guitar case while praising Li Fei.

"Can that young man sing another song?" the girl from before asked.

Li Fei subconsciously looked towards where Zhao Yu had been standing, only to find he had already left.

"Sorry, everyone, I actually don't know him. It seems he's left now…" Li Fei explained awkwardly, recounting his encounter with Zhao Yu to the audience.

"So that's how it is."

"That young man is really a good person…"

"Don't give up either! I think you can definitely do it!"

The audience praised Zhao Yu while comforting Li Fei.

"Thank you… thank you!" Li Fei choked up slightly. This was the greatest kindness he had received in a long time.

After the crowd gradually dispersed, Li Fei looked at the guitar case full of cash, a complex expression on his face.

He had actually intended to give all the money to Zhao Yu, since Zhao Yu had attracted the audience.

But Zhao Yu's departure thwarted his plan, and he could only take the money back.

"Just consider it a loan, okay? If I ever get the chance to meet you again, I'll definitely pay you back," Li Fei muttered to himself.

"A Fei! There you are!" A girl's voice called out from not far from Li Fei.

"Xiao Yan? What are you doing here?" Li Fei looked at the girl, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"If I didn't come, how would I know you were singing on the street right now?"

Xiao Yan angrily put her hands on her hips, but then, unable to bear it, she took off her scarf and put it around his neck.

"Look at you, you're frozen stiff."

While tidying Li Fei's clothes, Xiao Yan murmured to herself.

"Xiao Yan, why don't we go back home?" Li Fei took Xiao Yan's hand and spoke softly.

"Huh? Didn't you say you wanted to chase your dreams? Why are you giving up now?" Xiao Yan's eyes widened.

"I just feel like I'm treating you too poorly…" Li Fei was about to explain when Xiao Yan interrupted him.

"Shut your mouth! The reason I've been staying with you isn't to enjoy a good life. I'm with you because I like you and support your dream, don't you understand?" Xiao Yan said indignantly.

Zhao Yu's singing echoed in his mind, and Li Fei recalled when he first came to Rongcheng.

He had originally thought Xiao Yan liked the big city, but now he realized Xiao Yan had always liked him.

Back then, he had foolishly promised Xiao Yan that he would become famous and then buy her a house in Rongcheng.

"Okay, I get it…" Li Fei suddenly hugged Xiao Yan.

"Then I'll try again. This time, I definitely won't let you down."

Meanwhile, inside his single apartment, Zhao Yu stretched with satisfaction.

"I guess I did a good deed today, right? Time to sleep!"

On the other side, after returning to his rented room, Li Fei busied himself at his computer.

Xiao Yan watched him curiously, "What are you doing?"

"I met a kind person today. I want to upload a video of him singing to the Sound platform, hoping this singer won't be overlooked," Li Fei said, pointing to Zhao Yu playing the guitar on the screen.

He felt that Zhao Yu was likely a folk singer like himself, someone who would eventually become popular but just lacked exposure.

Since he couldn't share the money with him, Li Fei could only express his gratitude in the simplest way he could think of.

Zhao Yu, sound asleep, had no idea that a casual act of kindness would make him famous.