much difficulty.
Fortunately, it was enough for the sound to travel out. 

After Kumamoto Bear had finished acting cute and stating their intention, bringing together a group of audience, she walked towards the song selection system and scratched her head, “Pikachu, the songs here are quite old, do you know how to sing them?” 

Pikachu nodded, “I probably know all of them.” 

Kumamoto Bear was pleased.
“Then I’ll just casually pick a song.” 

“Alright.”

So long as the songs weren’t unpopular indie songs, he would have heard them.
Moreover, music that was meant to be played on the streets were probably the ones that people were familiar with. 

However, when the accompaniment sounded, Gu Yanshu was stunned for a moment. 

Why did it have to be this song? 

However, his surprise was barely noticeable – immediately, in a low and unhurried voice, he started singing. 

“On the small riverbank by the field, the snowball bush has bloomed.
There’s a youth that I really love, but I can’t confess to him, unable to say all the words in my heart…” [2]

The crisp and clean voice was like snow falling on a desolate mountain.
The voice was plain, but it broke through the noisy crowds, tricking into the hearts of the passersby. 

A number of people immediately looked up. 

Shen Jue, who had nothing to do in the florist and was just fiddling with the roses, also looked across from the racks filled with fresh flowers. 

Amidst the crowds, he saw a Pikachu carrying a cute smile that would never fade singing a sad song. 

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Shen Jue recalled the first time he heard Gu Yanshu singing this song.
The vocal teacher had commented that his thoughts were too clean, so he couldn’t bring out the emotions within the song.
Yet, the last time he heard Gu Yanshu sing the same song, the vocal teacher said that his sorrow was too strong, so he couldn’t bring out the restraint in the song. 

If the vocal teacher was to hear this now, Shen Jue felt that he would surely say that the song was well-balanced. 

This was because there were many things in this world that could only be understood after a long period of time.
As for whether the price paid to understand this was worth it was something that only the singer himself would know. 

The song ended, and the plaza was unbelievably silent. 

Until Pikachu made a slow bow, then warm applause burst out. 

Xu Fangfang snapped out of her daze, took the small bowl and went forward to the crowd, saying auspicious words. 

The woman who stood at the front of the crowd was already quite old, but one could still see some semblance of her youth with her blond hair and blue eyes.
Her hands were shaking as she took out her wallet and pulled out a note from within.
In a slightly accented Chinese, she said, “You sang very well.
Do you know how to sing this in Russian?” 

A paid dedication.
What an attractive deal. 

It would be acceptable if the request was to sing it in English.
To sing it in Russian, wasn’t it making it difficult for him? 

Xu Fangfang could almost see the silver ingots flying past her eyes, and felt extremely sad.
However, she heard a clear and gentle voice from behind her, “Are you from Russia?” 

The old lady nodded, “Yes.
My lover often sang this song for me in the past.”

For a person her age, the words “in the past” had already concealed countless life and death separations. 

Gu Yanshu saw the old lady’s longing and lonely expression through the gap of his headgear, then said in his low and gentle voice, “I know how to, but I probably can’t sing it as well as your lover did.” 

After he said that, the familiar melody sounded again. 

This time, there was no bad quality accompaniment.
The unique and clear voice sounded even more clean and gentle, the light sorrow peacefully permeating every single speck of the air, delicate yet dominant. 

Even if it was an entirely foreign language, people seemed to still be able to understand the song. 

Everyone was immersed in it. 

The song finally ended again. 

The old lady’s eyes seemed to be teary, but a graceful smile appeared at the corners of her lips, “You sang it really well.
I was reminded of my lover and my hometown.” 

Gu Yanshu didn’t care about how clumsy or heavy the mascot outfit was, as he bowed to the old lady, “I hope that someday, you’ll still get to meet the person you want to.” 

The old lady nodded, “I will.
You will too, so please, don’t be sad.” 

Gu Yanshu froze, then replied, “Yes.” 

The old lady didn’t stay on for long and staggered away. 

With this precedence, the rest of the audience quickly followed suit.
The number of dedications increased.
There were some who paid five dollars, ten dollars, twenty dollars.
Gu Yanshu didn’t mind the amount paid, and sang all of the songs. 

Despite a lack of accompaniment, his own voice was strong and resonant.
In the open outdoor environment, the distinctive cool tone sounded even more special. 

There were many people who busked. 

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There were even more who could sing well. 

But there were few that could sing this well, and had such a wide knowledge of songs. 

With the cute Pikachu exterior but a soulful and clean voice, the stark contrast garnered even more interest by the crowds. 

Thus, more and more people gathered, and many were filming on their phones, posting it continuously on all social media sites. 

The money in Xu Fangfang’s bowl was also almost overflowing. 

However, once the crowds increased, problems also arose. 

When Xu Fangfang took the bowl and went forward once more, she heard a few girls huddled together and whispering, “That sounds like Gu Yanshu.”

Xu Fangfang immediately waved her hands, “No, it doesn’t.” 

A young lady said doubtfully, “It does.
Gu Yanshu’s voice is so special, it’s the first time I’ve heard someone who sounds so similar.” 

Xu Fangfang insisted, “It’s the microphone.
He doesn’t sound like that in person.” 

The young ladies were even more suspicious, “Are there such good quality microphones? Also, your voice sounds familiar.”  

Xu Fangfang feigned ignorance, “Good quality? Familiar?”

“Fami… Oh! Look over there! Isn’t that a camera?” 

Xu Fangfang struggled to reply, “That’s not a cam…” 

“Ahhhh!! That must be Gu Yanshu!!! Sisters, let’s go!!!” 

Xu Fangfang gave up salvaging the situation. 

They couldn’t hide it anymore!

Immediately, she turned around and shouted, “Gu Yanshu! Run! You’ve been recognised!” 

Gu Yanshu was still stuck in the mascot outfit and concentrating on his songs when he suddenly heard this scream.
It was as though he had returned to the scenes of fans madly chasing him down.
Instinctively, he turned around and ran, trying to exhibit the usual athleticism he used to hide from sasaeng fans and the media. 

However, he forgot that right now he wasn’t the same man with long limbs. 

The enormous headgear blocked out his line of vision, Pikachu’s short legs limited his strides, and his natural sense of bad direction caused him to knock into many things once he turned around.
Even though he thought that he was sprinting away in a dashing manner, he couldn’t change the fact that he looked like a pair of short legs that was running straight ahead and knocking things down. 

Seeing that he was about to be captured by the fans, Pikachu’s stubby hands was suddenly caught in a firm grip, and a deep chuckle could be heard near his ears. 

“Silly, you’ve gone the wrong way.
This way.” 

[1] Follow PDs are producer-directors who follow celebrities around for filming in variety shows, but usually film in secret, or behind the celebrities. 

[2] The song is the Chinese version of a Russian song, named “The Snowball Bush in Bloom”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NXlN0vdo6QU 

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