Fang Zhiqiang was angry for a while, and then he felt sleepy. He lay on the car seat and fell asleep wrapped in his coat.

He didn’t know how long he had slept, but he woke up when he heard someone opening the car door. When he got up, he saw Huang Wanting opening the car door and sitting in.

"Why didn't you leave? Are you sleeping here?" Huang Wanting breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her hands and asked Fang Zhiqiang.

"I am alone anyway, so I will sleep when I go back. I might as well sleep in the car and wait for you. The temperature is so low at night, and it will be inconvenient for you to take the car later, and it will be cold to walk, so just wait You went back together. Did you finish singing so quickly?" Fang Zhiqiang asked while moving his seat.

"It's late, it's already two o'clock in the morning, I've been in there for three hours." Huang Wanting said.

　“Ah, it’s two o’clock, I feel like it’s only for a while. You sang continuously for three hours?”

　“How can you sing for so long? In the beginning I sang three songs and was about to leave after singing three songs. However, my boss told me that someone asked me to add a performance and requested a song, but I didn’t leave. Occasionally, someone requested my song again and I sang a few more times. I added a few songs." Huang Wanting said lightly.

Fang Zhiqiang smiled and asked while driving: “The income should be good, right?”

“It’s not bad, I got 800 yuan tonight. Five thousand is still some distance away."

"Well, it won't be a problem, you can sing for five thousand in two days."

"I will sing for five thousand. I will never come again, I hate this kind of place, it's disgusting." Huang Wanting said this with deep disgust in her tone.

When he woke up from bed, he was very hungry. Only then did Fang Zhiqiang remember that he had not eaten dinner, and Huang Wanting had not eaten either. It was unlikely that there would be barbecue supper in this season, especially at this time. In the end, the two found a KFC that was open 24 hours a day and had a meal of KFC.

Fang Zhiqiang sent Huang Wanting home at three o'clock in the morning. After Huang Wanting got off the car, she said to Fang Zhiqiang: "Thank you."

"Then you help me every day Selling vegetables, should I say thank you every day? Okay, go to bed early, I will go back and sleep for another hour." Fang Zhiqiang smiled, and then drove back to his home, and it was exactly what he said That way, he really went home, undressed, slept for an hour, then got up again, went to get food, and started his new day's work again.

The days went on like this, Fang Zhiqiang worked hard selling vegetables every day, and the daily income was the motivation for his struggle. Huang Wanting accompanies him to sell vegetables every day, and she no longer leaves at noon. She comes at seven o'clock in the morning every day, helping Fang Zhiqiang sell until he closes the stall, and then closes the stall with Fang Zhiqiang, allEveryone thought Huang Wanting was Fang Zhiqiang's wife, because everyone in the market was a couple running a stall. Every time a familiar customer asked Fang Zhiqiang if Huang Wanting was his wife, Fang Zhiqiang had to explain to them at first, but in the end he was too lazy to explain, because no one believed him even if he explained, and every time Huang Wanting listened, When someone said this about her relationship with Fang Zhiqiang, she just smiled and never explained anything. Fang Zhiqiang thought to himself that since Huang Wanting had no objection, he was even more lazy to explain, and others could understand it how they wanted.

The two of them would go to the Central Square to sing after closing the stall every day. After singing, they would first find a place to have dinner. After dinner, Fang Zhiqiang would send Huang Wanting to the bar to sing again. When Huang Wanting went in to sing, he slept in the car. It wasn't until Huang Wanting got in the car after she finished singing that the two of them got in the car and went home to sleep. The same thing happened again the next day. Although it was hard work, both of them felt quite fulfilled. At the beginning, Fang Zhiqiang would say thank you to Huang Wanting after selling the vegetables, and Huang Wanting would also say thank you to Fang Zhiqiang every day when Fang Zhiqiang sent her home after singing. In the end, the two never said anything again. After a while, the two of them got used to it, and both of them took it for granted.

Just a few days before the Chinese New Year, after closing the stalls, Fang Zhiqiang drove Huang Wanting to the Central Square again.

"Today is the last day. I won't go to the bar tonight because I have already earned five thousand yuan. I still have some money to spend on my pocket this month." Huang Wanting sat on the table Fang Zhiqiang said to him in the car.

Fang Zhiqiang was a little surprised. Huang Wanting didn't miss such an opportunity to make money at all. She said she would only make five thousand, but she only made five thousand. Then when I think about Huang Wanting's character, it doesn't feel strange anymore. In fact, when he thinks about Huang Wanting so much, he should also think about himself, because at this point, he and Huang Wanting are almost the same kind of people. They all have a deep persistence in their hearts, a kind of persistence that outsiders cannot understand.

The two of them were singing there. Unlike other people who were singing there, the two of them were almost playing music. The two of them paid little attention to the external environment. Both of them were silent in their own selves. Inside the music world.

After Fang Zhiqiang finished singing, Huang Wanting would give Fang Zhiqiang a smile. After Huang Wanting finished singing, Fang Zhiqiang would also give Huang Wanting a smile, a smile that only the two of them could understand.

However, from beginning to end, Fang Zhiqiang noticed that there was a middle-aged man wearing a coat and glasses standing there. He did not speak or applaud, and he did not see him paying. He just put his hands in his coat. In his pocket, quietly listening to Huang Wanting singing, Fang Zhiqiang seemed to have some impression that this man seemed to be there last night.

The man had been standing there listening from the very beginning, and was still standing there until the end when Fang Zhiqiang and Huang Wanting were about to close the stall.

This surprised Fang Zhiqiang. According to this man, he seemed to like hearing Huang Wanting sing, but he was so stingy and refused to leave.

Just as the two were packing their things, the middle-aged man suddenly walked up to Huang Wanting and asked, "Are you two married?"

For the middle-aged man The man's sudden words made both Fang Zhiqiang and Huang Wanting very surprised and confused.

Fang Zhiqiang stood up directly, stood in front of the man, and asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. Laughing, he handed a business card to Fang Zhiqiang and said: "This is my business card. I think although there are some technical flaws in her singing, her tone is very good, and her creativity is also good." She is very talented. Although these songs feel very young and immature, I quite like her. If you two are not married yet and are interested, ask her to come to the company to see me tomorrow. Maybe this will be a good idea for you. The chance is not certain. I ask you two if you are married. I have no other meaning. It is just that the company has company regulations. It is best for its artists to be single. You all understand the reason. The market economy and fans’ economic needs."
< br />The middle-aged man said and handed a business card to Fang Zhiqiang who was standing between him and Huang Wanting, then turned and left