My Best Wife

Chapter 1307

In the evening, when Fang Zhiqiang and Huang Wanting went to the central square, it was indeed quiet there, not much different from usual. Although there were people wandering in the distance, there were a few who were obviously reporters. When they saw them coming, they became excited and started to shoot with a camera. But Huang Wanting said calmly: "I have said before, today's behavior is to fulfill promises and help people in need. I hope everyone will not disturb you?"

The reporters only put away their cameras in a contemptuous manner. Although Huang Wanting is the hottest spot in the limelight, it is also a very tricky hot spot. Even if they capture the photos and post them on the Internet, they can produce fresh and hot news, but the problem is that it is estimated to be even worse. Many netizens provoke accusations. After all, their behavior has disturbed Huang Wanting. So they can only go to the side angrily.

The sanitation workers were still waiting there, sweeping the streets and watching to see if they were coming, until Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang finally appeared, he was relieved, and excitedly won: "Girl, thank you. I don't I know, I’m getting older and I don’t know people well. I will hear from them later that you are a big star, how dare you be... let you sing to my daughter."

Huang Wanting smiled and waved her hands again and again: "Uncle, that was a mistake, it was a complete misunderstanding. I just look like that star and sing a bit like that. Do you think any star will come out to sing? Here is one night How much is it? Go out to have a concert, that's all millions of dollars in income."

The sanitation workers were getting older and didn't understand these things in the first place, so when she said that, they were a little bit convinced. Huang Wanting changed the subject again and asked, "Uncle, how is your daughter?"

As soon as he mentioned his daughter, the sanitation worker suddenly forgot Huang Wanting’s identity: “It’s just that when she is playing a song to her, the whole person can clearly see that she will be energetic, as if she is listening very carefully, and I go again. See a doctor, the doctor also said that this way can be used to give her some benign stimulation and help her slowly recover."

"Okay." Huang Wanting said with a smile, "Then let's continue singing, uncle, you are ready to record."

She did not tell the sanitation worker that this was her last night's chanting. However, it is estimated that the sanitation worker can also guess it. In addition, she has discussed with Fang Zhiqiang and is planning to find a better hospital, even if it is abroad, to send the sanitation worker's daughter to medical treatment until he is completely cured.

Fang Zhiqiang picked up the guitar and began to flick the strings lightly, while Huang Wanting began to sing lightly. Singing with heart and emotion is obviously different from singing with skill. Although the sanitation workers don’t know much about music, they can still feel the touch of Huang Wanting’s singing. He probably thought of his daughter again. The hand holding the mobile phone was a little trembling, and the corners of his eyes were slightly tearful. He raised his hand gently. Wipe it off.

Most of the fans are very obedient, and no one really bothers. But here is the subway entrance, there are usually a lot of people coming and going, today seems to be more, it seems that they are all in a hurry, but when passing by, it is obvious that there will still be a pause, and the expression on the face is also Surprise and admiration. It is obviously Huang Wanting’s fans who pass by pretending to be passers-by, but they also keep their promises. There is indeed no excessive harassment. They don’t even take pictures with their phones, just put money in the guitar case, and then Take a look, then leave. Huang Wanting sang peacefully from start to finish, and when someone put money in, she noticed and nodded in thanks.

When stopping to rest in the middle, Huang Wanting looked at Fang Zhiqiang: "Today is the last night. Would you like to sing for a while?"

Fang Zhiqiang didn't have the slightest opinion, and nodded: "Okay, it's good to make more money."

That night they sang until late at night, and finally there were no pedestrians at the subway entrance. Later, the sanitation workers had to leave and hurried home. They said to them: "You guys should go back soon. It's windy at night and it's too cold. Poor health."

"Let's go back." Huang Wanting smiled and waved goodbye to him. Although they won't come again tomorrow, they will still meet, so Huang Wanting didn't say goodbye to him.

Two people were in the corner of the empty square where there was no one. After singing for a while, they were finally a little tired. Huang Wanting yawned: "Why don't we buy some barbecue, let's sit here and eat, and go back after eating. ?"

Fang Zhiqiang had no objection. He ran a short distance and found a barbecue stall. After a short while, he brought a lot of barbecue skewers back. The two found a corner of shelter from the wind. Because it was really cold, they could only sit next to each other, eating skewers happily, and chatting about future plans. They couldn’t sell singing anymore. Huang Wanting could only consider changing to another place, or It is to continue to do their own studio, train Xiaowu and the others, and then consider recruiting other newcomers.

The two talked and laughed, and they heard clear footsteps, walking towards this side very slowly but firmly. At first they were sick and didn't pay attention, thinking it was a passer-by, but the footsteps went up to them and then stopped.

Fang Zhiqiang thought it was Huang Wanting's fan or reporter, but when he raised his head, he saw Li Xiaoxiao. It was very cold, but she was wearing thin clothes, and her lips were a little purple, as if she didn't know how long she had been freezing.

The string in Fang Zhiqiang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and Huang Wanting stopped and looked at Li Xiaoxiao silently.

Li Xiaoxiao also looked at them quietly. The two were sitting side by side, very close to each other. She even heard the content of their chat just now. You are very lively and very understanding.

Such two people together, in fact, no one can find the slightest fault. At this moment, Li Xiaoxiao's tired and scarred heart was finally completely broken. It turned out that it didn't hurt as much as I thought. Maybe it was a broken heart, and I wouldn't feel it anymore.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for several seconds before reacting: "Xiaoxiao!" He jumped up in surprise: "Why are you here? Aren't you in Suzhou? Why come back so late? Isn't it cold?"

Huang Wanting is more sensitive than Fang Zhi, and she has realized that Li Xiaoxiao's condition is not right. These days, she didn't ask too much about Fang Zhiqiang's relationship with Li Xiaoxiao, but she could also vaguely feel that the two people are not like before, and something is changing.

"I saw on the news that you were singing, so I came here." Li Xiaoxiao said lightly, "I have been standing there, listening to you singing, it sounds good, really." She repeated bitterly, " You guys are in good agreement."