On Christmas Eve, a song became popular all over the country.

There is a cover of "You Are My Eyes" by a blind boy in the streets and alleys. Audio and video stores, clothing stores, shopping malls, and the speakers on the bus, and the slightly immature voices of blind boys everywhere, and their affectionate voices infected many people. Through the singing, people feel the blind boy's desire for light, love for life, and expressions for his family.

No one expected that you, a boy only 18 years old, would have such profound singing skills. When a blind boy appeared on the stage with a blind guide stick, he was not favored. Many people in the audience were drinking the lottery. The judges even sneered.

The blind boy said unconsciously: "I'm not here to participate in a talent show. I'm here to sing for a girl two years older than me."

After the boy finished speaking, he held the guitar and sang a song "You Are My Eyes". As soon as the song was filled with affection, he shocked everyone present. People looked at the thin and pale boy on the stage in surprise. What had he experienced at such a young age? He would have such feelings. The audience who booed the booby no longer booed, and the judges began to pay attention to this little blind child again.

After the song was over, the boy said to the microphone: "Thank you for enduring my singing. This song is dedicated to a girl named Xue Lingyun. My only relative in this world. At the same time, I am also a person who has been a crutch for 18 years."

Wow

The audience burst into warm applause. Many girls cried and shouted loudly: "Xue Lingzhi! We support you!" "Xue Lingzhi! I love you!"

A senior judge of the judges commented: "The little boy is amazing. He is so full of voice and affection!"

It immediately caused another round of warm applause at the scene.

Many people remember that Chen Chusheng's popular song "Does anyone tell you" was evaluated by the judges' "With a Bright and Chuchu's Love". This time, many people compared the 18-year-old little blind boy Xue Lingzhi to Chen Chusheng back then. With the consent of Xue Lingzhi, the organizer of Good Man, Huayi Media, released his cover "You Are My Eyes".

The same song was sung from different people, giving people a different feeling. Around the Spring Festival in 2011, "In Spring" was sung all over the streets. A song by Wang Feng made two working group Xu Ri Yang Gang. Around this Christmas, the song was sung all over the streets with "You Are My Eyes". This is Xiao Huangqi's work. However, people who are not aware of it have been labeled Xue Lingzhi's trademark.

The number of clicks on the blind boy Xue Lingzhi's mental journey on Sohu, Sina, NetEase, and Tencent websites has remained high. Many people did not expect that Xue Lingzhi's cover singles will be so popular. Some enthusiasts commented on the song "You Are My Eyes" of Xue Lingzhi's version of "You Are My Eyes" that will surely become one of the most popular songs in 2012.

A new star is rising.

Zhao Ziyue parked the car at the door of the audio-visual store and listened to the whole song "You Are My Eyes", thinking, no wonder this song became so popular, it was better than the first version I heard before.

Thinking of this, I pushed open the car door and walked towards the audio-visual store.

In front of the counter of the audio-visual shop is a little girl wearing a baseball cap with ears stuffed with headphones and listening to music. The girl has big eyes and small nose, fair skin, and is wearing a white sportswear, very beautiful. When she saw Zhao Ziyue coming in, she made an invitation gesture to him, but she did not take the initiative to go forward to help introduce her.

Zhao Ziyue glanced at the store. Several young girls were choosing discs inside. I didn't know what they were discussing, and laughed out loud as if no one was around.

Zhao Ziyue tapped the table in front of the little girl with her hand. The girl raised her head and looked at Zhao Ziyue, took off a headphone from her right ear, and said with a smile: "Handsome guy. What's wrong?"

"Is there any song from Xue Lingzhi?" Zhao Ziyue asked.

"Yes." The girl nodded. "I'm listening."

"Oh, I want to buy his discs. How is his discs selling the land?" Zhao Ziyue asked with concern.

"How is it? How come your handsome guy, why do you care so much about him? Do you know him?" The little girl laughed and played with Zhao Ziyue's joke. "He sells the records very well. It's very good. Every time he buys the goods, it will be sold out soon."

Zhao Ziyue also likes this smart girl, and her calling her own name makes Zhao Ziyue feel very happy.

He smiled and said, "How many records do you have from him?"

"Well. I don't know about this. I need to check it. How many pictures do you want?" The girl tilted her head and thought for a while.

"How many pictures are left? I want them all." Zhao Ziyue said. He remembered Ling Yun joked that she was afraid that her brother's record sales would not be good, and wouldn't even be able to sell any one. Will this make her happier?

The girl stared at Zhao Ziyue with beautiful eyes and looked at her with a smile, saying, "Oh, it turns out that you are also a fan of Lingzhi. Wait. I'll check it out for you. The goods I bought yesterday and sold them for a day today. Another sister bought twenty pieces and said she wanted to give them away. I'm afraid there is not much supply."

The girl stood up from her seat, opened a small door behind her back, went in for a while, came out, holding a stack of discs in her hand, and said, "There are only eighteen. Do you really want them all?"

"You have to wrap it all. Please help me wrap it up." Zhao Ziyue said.

"Okay. Wait a minute." The girl took out a delicate packaging bag, put the disc in, and handed the packaging bag to Zhao Ziyue. The two had a brief contact with each other's fingers, and the girl's hands were smooth and cool.

"How much?"

"There are 525 yuan in total. Look at your handsomeness, 500 yuan."

Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "I won't take advantage of you." He took out six hundred yuan and handed it over, saying, "No need to find change. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." The girl stared at Zhao Ziyue's face with beautiful eyes. She suddenly said, "Why do I think you look familiar?"

"Is that true?" Zhao Ziyue touched his face and said, "People who know me say I look like Andy Lau."

"Shaped." The girl also laughed.

After Zhao Ziyue left with her bag, the girl was still standing and watching him go away.

"Strange. Why do you think he looks so familiar?" the girl murmured to herself.

When her eyes accidentally shifted to the SLR hanging on the wall, she suddenly realized. By the way, the girl saw a photo of the man in handcuffs from her cousin Angelababy's camera. The girl asked her cousin in confusion why she took a close-up of a prisoner. Her cousin eagerly grabbed the camera and said angrily: "What do you know about a little brat? He is a hero who was wronged. He rescued Cheng Ziyi from the gun. When he was escorted away by the police, thousands of people on the street were moved to plead for him."

At that time, the girl seemed to believe but not believe. As a typical post-90s generation, the girl thought that seeing was true. She didn't expect that today she met the hero mentioned by her cousin.

By the way, the girl took her fingers and put them on her nose and sniffed them. She said with a smile: "I just touched the hero's hand."

Back at the car, Zhao Ziyue took out a disc and stuffed it into the car audio, installed the other discs, and put them into the rear compartment. With Lingzhi's youthful and slightly miserable voice, he started the car.

Perhaps only he could hear the misery in the blind boy's voice.

Ten minutes later, I came to the Renbi Wind Slim Cafe.

I found a place by the window and ordered a latte. The efficiency in the cafe was very high, and soon the waitress brought a steaming cup of coffee.

Zhao Ziyue silently stirred the coffee in the white porcelain cup, and the faint heat wrapped in the seductive fragrance refreshed the heart.

I took a sip. The bitter taste stimulated the tip of my tongue.

The waitress next to her covered her mouth and smirked. "Sir, what do you need?"

Zhao Ziyue looked up and smiled at the graceful waitress standing in front of him. The girl was about 20 years old, wearing a warm red uniform and a red scarf tied around her fair neck. She gave people a fresh and bright feeling.

"Uh, nothing. The coffee tastes good." Zhao Ziyue said.

The girl took a step back and said, "Sir, I have a suggestion. All I said is the suggestion. You can put a few spoonfuls of sugar into the coffee cup or add some milk. Our sugar and milk are free."

Zhao Ziyue suddenly realized that the girl regarded herself as the first time drinking coffee. That was why she gave herself tactful advice. She had not only drank coffee, but when she was in the United States, she used coffee as water all day to drink it in order to refresh herself at night.

However, Zhao Ziyue would not take the initiative to say the charming history of that year. He smiled gratefully for the girl's kind advice and said, "I'm used to it. The bitter taste is very good, just like life. Sugar and milk are just temporary condiments, and bitterness is the main color of life." Looking at the girl's surprised eyes, Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "Sorry. He was inspired and said a little profound."

The girl smiled sweetly and said, "It's okay. I can hear what you mean. You mean that life is bitter. Sweetness and milk fragrance are just passers-by. Bitter is the eternal theme of life, right?"

Zhao Ziyue couldn't help but lit up. This is a smart girl. She can see through it at a glance.

"You are so smart. That's what I mean."

Hearing Zhao Ziyue’s praise, the girl burst into laughter and said, “Thank you for the praise. We often talk about you.”

"You? Tell me?" Zhao Ziyue wondered.

"Yes. Are you not Zhao Ziyue, a storm-making figure at Xiangshan University? Standing on Optimus Prime's head, dunked Nangong Yushu, defeated MVP Li Qingyun, and defeated Karate coach Mr. Du. You are now a storm-making figure in the school." The girl said with a smile.

Zhao Ziyue scratched her head and said embarrassedly: "What do you say if you don't dare to move? It's all caused by the youthful aura. By the way, are you also a student of Xiangshan University?"

"Well. I am from the philosophy department and I am also the president of the school newspaper. So I am not unfamiliar with your amazing deeds. It's your senior sister." The girl smiled.

"What a coincidence. Hello, senior sister." Zhao Ziyue said with a smile: "I've said it to me, but I don't know the senior sister's name yet."

"Qi Dongcao. Department of Philosophy of the Third Grand Principle."

"Senior Sister Qi, why are you here if you didn't attend school?"

"I didn't have classes today, I was working part-time. I worked in this cafe."

"Oh. Senior sister, you are so good." Zhao Ziyue praised.

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