bestfiction Chapter 61 The Lost Well
Chapter 61 The Lost Well
"Woohoo! One more, one more!"
"It's so good! I just listened to such a rock song, and now suddenly I hear "Memories of a Blue Night". It's just great!"
"Memories of a Blue Night. This song is so quiet and serene. Compared to the night right now, it's so fitting!"
Fanatical fans discussed it.
Waving excitedly.
on the stage.
A girl in black long clothes, holding an electric guitar in her hands.
Playing gently.
Singing slowly.
Immerse yourself in your own world.
But as she started singing.
The fans in the audience couldn’t help but shout again!
Outside this studio.
Zhao Yu listened to the song.
Hum along with the music.
A person slowly emerged in my mind.
He turned his head.
Look at the billboard in front of the studio door in the distance.
There is a picture of a young girl on the billboard.
"It's indeed her!" Zhao Yu said with understanding.
"Who?" Obike asked, holding a glass of water.
Zhao Yu turned his head.
Laughing, "Chris Maya!"
Obike frowned.
Somewhat confused.
He looked at Charlie: "Why aren't you curious at all?"
Charlie picked up the teacup and took a long sip. "I'm not interested in human culture."
Obik rolled his eyes. "If you're not interested, then put down the tea the humans made!"
Charlie glared at him and said, "Put it down? It's not like you're treating me."
talking.
He saw the boss coming over.
He knocked on the table quickly: "Boss, there is no water here, could you please fill another kettle for us...Thank you."
Obike chuckled twice.
He turned his head and looked at the studio in the distance.
Listened for a while.
He looked at Zhao Yu: "When did you become interested in rock music?"
Zhao Yu smiled and said, "I'm not interested in rock music, I'm interested in the girl who sang!"
The girl singing?
Obik paused slightly.
Then I suddenly realized it.
He chuckled, "I get it, I get it. You're not in love with her, are you? I knew it. When you're that age, it's natural for you to think about that kind of thing!"
Zhao Yu: “???”
Four question marks appeared above my head!
What the hell is that kind of thing?
Are you overthinking it?
And you understand!
What do you know!
Zhao Yu explained: "The girl who is singing now is named Chris Maya. I just think she sings very well!"
In the original story of Tiga.
Chris Maya is not from Earth.
Not right either.
Precisely.
Because of a car accident 15 years ago.
Chris Maya is dead.
Life was frozen at the age of 7.
at the same time.
Chris Maya (Extraterrestrial Life) in Space!
Follow my mother and brother to find a new home.
But the spacecraft's life support system malfunctioned.
It can only carry two people to continue flying.
So for safety reasons.
The brother kept his sister.
The sister's soul was resurrected with the help of the dead body of Chrismaya.
Left alone on the earth.
And inherited Chris Maya's dream.
Become a rock singer!
Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh.
To be a stranger in a foreign country alone, think of love every time during the festive season.
For Chris Maya.
This is the best interpretation.
Although Chris Maya herself may have long forgotten her brother or mother...
When Zhao Yu recalled.
Obike stroked his chin.
It turns out that Zhao Yu just thought that the other person sang better.
I thought Zhao Yu was at that age and didn’t want to fall in love anymore!
.......
"Hello sir, the show is over. Would you like to go in?"
At the entrance of the studio.
He was sweating profusely while digging the well.
"What? The show's over?"
"No way, didn't it say it would end at 10:30?"
"It's only 10:25!"
The guard was a little speechless.
Move aside.
"But the show is over, you can go in and take a look."
I looked around the quiet studio.
Dujing could only grit his teeth and say, "Damn it!"
I'm so angry.
He turned on the communicator.
"Xincheng! You bought me a ticket too late. My time here is over!"
Having just finished a shower, Xincheng was wiping his hair with a white towel. "I told you it was too late. Besides, these tickets were bought by my sister. She had to fight hard to get them!"
Dijing couldn't help but complain, "The point is, I didn't even get to watch it. It was already over when I got here. How are you going to compensate me for my losses?"
Xincheng laughed and said, "That's my fault. If you had fixed the Sherlock Chariot earlier, wouldn't you have been able to drive it?"
Dijing was stunned: "How dare you talk like that? If you hadn't damaged the braking system of Sherlock's chariot, I wouldn't have to..."
"Ah, what did you say? The signal is bad, I can't hear you..."
Xincheng said.
The communicator made a buzzing sound.
The other party has rejected the call!
Jujing stamped his foot and said, "Humph! This guy is so annoying!"
I was jogging all the way just now.
He is sweating now.
It feels very hot.
Holding the expired ticket and fanning the wind.
He walked to the roadside tea stall.
"Boss, please give me a glass of lemonade."
Done.
He sat on the stool next to him.
Looking at the ticket in my hand.
A sigh.
"If I had known, I would have come sooner!"
"Now you've missed out on this ticket that you finally got!"
Just as he was complaining.
A familiar melody sounded.
Digging the well was stunned.
Turn around and look.
I saw a young man humming nearby.
The song he was humming was none other than Chris Maya’s “Memories of a Blue Night”!
This is so familiar.
As an avid fan of Chris Maya.
I suddenly became interested in digging wells.
Hold the lemon juice in one hand.
Holding a concert ticket in one hand.
Walk over to the young man.
He looked at the other two strangely dressed uncles sitting next to him.
Jujing frowned slightly.
The young man was wearing a loose-fitting sweatshirt.
She wore a glittering silver chain around her neck.
The hairstyle is flowing and fluffy.
Looks quite handsome.
And there were two strange uncles next to him.
A man wearing a suit, looking like a mime actor from the past.
The other one was wearing white clothes from a ramen restaurant and had a bald head.
This is this.
What kind of combination is this?
Didn't think much about it.
Digjing walked to the table.
He glanced at the three of them.
Finally, let's focus on Obik.
"It's so late and you haven't gone home yet. Can I sit here?" Jujing said with a smile.
In his opinion.
Obike is the oldest.
Among these three people, the one who has the most say should be the one.
Tell him it's absolutely fine!
This is the confidence that comes from a genius inventor.
result.
Obik looked up.
A confused look on his face.
"what?"
"Oh......"
He was a little confused.
He was immersed in the quiet atmosphere.
Suddenly I was woken up.
Somewhat unhappy.
He curled his lips.
He said to Zhao Yu: "Well, let me ask you."
Zhao Yu, who was humming a song, was slightly stunned.
When I looked up, I saw a familiar face.
Digging a well?
How did he get here?
This was a bit beyond Zhao Yu's expectations.
He picked up the teacup and nodded.
"Please have a seat, please have a seat."
Jujing's mouth twitched.
He just discovered.
After he made the request.
The two people next to him actually looked at the young man in the middle intentionally or unintentionally.
So to say.
Is this young man the one who speaks in this small group?
Did you make a mistake!