In the twinkling of an eye, we arrived at the day of noel square.


    The big square is the center of the whole city, gathering all kinds of people.


    There are band performances, various stalls, tourist groups from all over the world, and all kinds of fantastic performances.


    Fang Jiamei''s ensemble occupied a small corner on the side of the square. Because she didn''t participate in this time, she helped everyone to take things and do this and that.


    The square is very noisy, there are all kinds of voices, people are dense, at a glance, there are heads.


    When Fang Jiamei saw several favorite stalls over there, she couldn''t help her curiosity. She wanted to go and have a look, but she couldn''t help holding water and clothes for everyone. She could only look at them eagerly.


    "Ah, ah! There''s a band over there. It''s said that the lead singer is super handsome Lisa ran over excitedly, took her arm, with little stars in her eyes, "let''s go and have a look later!"


    Fang Jiamei looked along her line of sight, only to see that there were a lot of people around, and nothing could be seen inside.


    "Do you have perspective eyes? How handsome are you when you can''t even see them? " Fang Jiamei make complaints about Tucao.


    Lisa gave her a white look. "I heard it! Let''s get started. We''ll go over and have a look when we''re done! "


    Fang Jiamei sighed helplessly. Her voice was too mixed. She vaguely heard the music coming from there. She seemed to be familiar with it.


    But I can''t remember for a moment.


    Their ensemble is not very popular, and few people come here all morning. Everyone seems to be attracted by the band there.


    When the head of the group asked everyone to move freely, Fang Jiamei was pulled to the band there by Lisa.


    "Why so many people!" Lisa squeezed behind the crowd and couldn''t see anything at all, so she just squeezed in.


    Fang Jiamei couldn''t see her without being careful. She couldn''t help sighing.


    At this time, heavy metal music, guitar sound accompanied by the drum, let the scene all of a sudden boiling up!


    Fang Jiamei was stunned in the same place. Listening to the familiar music, she felt that her breathing would stop.


    He pushed the crowd away and rushed to the front. Looking at the singer''s anger, he stepped forward and pulled out his microphone. "Where''s the song from?"


    It''s written by Zi Cong. It hasn''t been published. How can they?!


    The band members were frightened by her, and the crowd in front of them began to whisper, some dissatisfied with the interruption.


    The lead singer is a Chinese, tall, pretty good-looking, looking at her some dissatisfaction, "Miss, what do you mean?"


    "I ask you, how did this song come from?" Fang Jiamei spoke excitedly and her face turned red.


    The lead singer was speechless, and he was at a loss with a smile. "This is written by my friend. What''s the matter?"


    "Your friend?" Fang Jiamei frowned, her breath trembled, "where is your friend? Let him come out to see me


    This is obviously copying the works of Zi Cong!


    The lead singer was annoyed by her. She licked her lower lip, glanced at her and pointed in a certain direction, "no, what about that?"


    Fang Jiamei turned and looked. Just as she wanted to accuse this man of plagiarism, she froze in the same place.


    The world seemed to stop for a moment, losing all the sounds.


    Not far away, a handsome and sunny man in a cowboy coat was walking towards him. He didn''t notice the situation here. He was laughing and saying this to the girl holding his arm.


    The dimples of laughter are particularly obvious.


    Her eyes were shocked. Fang Jiamei couldn''t help stepping forward. She couldn''t believe it. "Zicong..."