"What's the girl's name?" someone yelled out.
"Can't say," Du Yuhang smiled, the perfect gentleman, "As long as she can hear what's in my heart, that's enough."
Suddenly, the teasing voices rose again.
Du Yuhang's gaze slowly swept over the crowd of girls, stopping at a certain spot. There, he noticed that Li Yang hadn't even lifted her head, seemingly chatting with someone on her phone.
The soft glow from the phone's screen fell on her face, highlighting her fair cheeks.
He felt a slight disappointment but was not discouraged. His fingers gently touched the guitar strings; this was a little-known gem of a song he had discovered a short while ago, which was somewhat popular at the moment.
But as for guitar playing and singing, he could be counted as one of the earliest to cover it.
