Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"Miss Shi, I'm very sorry, we're late." Two security guards panted and stopped several young people in front of Shi Jia.

He turned to several young people and said seriously, "This is not a public place and non-hotel guests are not allowed to enter."

"Everyone, please leave quickly!"

Several young people's expressions dropped. One of them, the curly-haired boy, took out a room card from his pocket and said, "We'll stay in your hotel too!"

The two security guards' eyes fell on the room card, and their expressions changed slightly. Their arrogance suddenly turned into fear, "I'm sorry, Miss Shi just said that someone was harassing her. We thought it was the paparazzi who got in."

Shi Jia raised his eyebrows. It seemed that these people were of high status. Well, at least they had a lot of money.

"Okay, we have something to do with Miss Shi." The curly-haired boy waved his hand.

The two security guards immediately stood up, bowed to several people, turned around and left, looking at their backs as if they were being chased by something.

As soon as the two security guards left, the girl became excited again, "Hello Yanyan, I am your fan. I have watched every live broadcast of yours since you started broadcasting.

Also, the kicking show that aired the night before yesterday was great! "

The girl danced with her arms and legs, her short shoulder-length hair flying with her movements, and even her hair revealed her excitement.

Shijia smiled and looked at the four people in front of him, waiting for an explanation from them.

"Hello, Miss Shi. My sister likes you very much. We just happened to be staying in this hotel. After learning that you were here, we took the liberty to disturb you." The curly-haired boy said apologetically, which was completely opposite to his attitude towards the security guard just now.

"Well, I'm curious, how do you know that I live here? I remember that guest information is confidential and not provided to outsiders."

The curly-haired boy subconsciously glanced at the boy next to him. He was 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white T-shirt, black trousers, and a pair of canvas shoes. He was dressed very casually.

Coupled with that handsome face, he has a casual temperament.

The boy saw Shi Jia looking at him and nodded, "Hello, Miss Shi, we analyzed your accommodation information from your live broadcast room."

"Is it because you are also staying in this hotel?" Shi Jia asked.

The boy hesitated for two seconds and nodded, "Yes!"

The curly-haired boys and girls looked at him in confusion, "Brother Che?"

Seeing this, Shi Jia knew that the other party was not telling the truth, "Oh, so that's it."

"Does anyone besides you know my current location?"

The boy shook his head, "I don't know. I don't know if anyone else has analyzed your address from the live broadcast room."

Shi Jia understood.

At this time, the girl saw that the two of them finally stopped talking, and she quickly said, "Yanyan, can I treat you to a meal?"

It took a lot of effort to meet someone, but you can’t just leave like this. Although you can see her on stage in a few days, how can it be the same?

Yanyan is so beautiful! It would be nice if I could stay with her all day.

The curly-haired boy and the handsome boy looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, then looked at Shi Jia, "Miss Shi, my sister came to S city for you this time, please give me some face."

Although the curly-haired boy's words were polite, they were actually very presumptuous. There is also a hint of charity from a superior person.

Shi Jia was disdainful in her heart, but seeing the expectation in the girl's eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.

"Okay, but let's eat in the hotel." Shi Jia said.

"Okay!" the girl said happily, "Second brother, brother Che, quickly call the restaurant downstairs and book a private room."

The curly-haired boy is helpless.

"Yanyan, can we go now?"

"Well, I'll take the room card." Shi Jia didn't refuse. If he didn't deal with these people today, he wouldn't be able to compose music well. Shi Jia took the things and sent another text message to Chang Jun. Then she took her bag and followed a few people to the second floor of the hotel. On the way, several people also introduced themselves to Shi Jia.

The girl's name is Wu Xingman, 19 years old, a freshman in college. The curly-haired boy Wu Yaoyang, 23, has just graduated from college and is working. The handsome boy Han Che, 23, has also just graduated from college and is currently starting a business.

There is no doubt that these people are children from rich families.

"Sister Yanyan, can you sing a song for me? I can..." Wu Xingman wanted to give you a reward, but he felt it was wrong. It seemed like an insult to Sister Yanyan, but he didn't know how to go on. .

Shi Jia smiled slightly, "Of course, you come so far to see me and just sing a song, how can I not satisfy you?"

Wu Xingman suddenly smiled brightly. "Thank you, Sister Yanyan."

"What song do you want to listen to?"

""The Best of Us", uh, and "The Years"." Wu Xingman was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, both of them will sing for you." After Shi Jia finished speaking, he subconsciously looked for the guitar, looked around, and found that he didn't bring the guitar with him. He looked at the cups on the table.

Simply arrange the tableware in a row, pick up two chopsticks, and say to a few people, "There are no musical instruments, so I will use these tableware to accompany the music."

"Yeah." Wu Xingman nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Han Che took out his phone and sent a message.

Shi Jia smiled and began to knock on the tableware. A clear sound rang out, and the rhythmic knocking quickly formed a melody.

"You were riding that girl on your bicycle

No need to rush where to go

Not afraid of wind and rain

......"

The song echoed in the small box, and the three of them were quickly attracted to it. Their bodies relaxed and swayed involuntarily.

There is a kind of magic in Shijia's singing. The more she is immersed in it, the greater the magic becomes. People who hear the singing subconsciously put aside their worries.

Han Che has not rested for several days. Today, he accompanied Wu Yaoyang and his sister to S City, of course, not for fun, but for a business trip. His company has recently developed a product and has begun research on mass production. However, because I was busy with research and development some time ago, and I haven’t yet found a manufacturer to cooperate with.

He came to S city just to talk about OEM manufacturers.

As soon as I relaxed, I felt tired.

He leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and let himself rest for a while. Just as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

After the two songs ended, there was not enthusiastic but very loud applause in the box!

"Woo~" Wu Xingman wiped away tears, startling both Shi Jia and Wu Yaoyang.

"what's wrong?"

"Woo~ burp - it's okay, it sounds so good!" Wu Xingman burst into tears and burped, and said with a smile, "Really! It sounds so good, much better than what I heard in the live broadcast room."

No wonder, those people say that to listen to music, you have to listen to it live!

Wu Yaoyang looked at her speechlessly, "You are exaggerating!" Is it okay to cry while listening to the song?

"No way, it's not an exaggeration at all. The live broadcast is completely different from the live broadcast. If you don't believe it, ask Brother Che. He also listens to Sister Yanyan singing every day."

Wu Xingman looked at Han Che, "Brother Che?"

"A Che?" Wu Yaoyang stretched out his hand and shook Han Che.

Han Che slowly opened his eyes, his eyes focused and alert. After seeing the people around him, he relaxed and asked, "Is the food served?"

Wu Yaoyang was speechless, this guy fell asleep directly!

Wu Xingman asked enthusiastically, "Brother Che, is it that Sister Yanyan's songs are so good that they make you relax and fall asleep?"

Wu Yaoyang was even more speechless.