Chapter 392: Miss Xiaofang

"That's right, you don't need to be so nervous. In the future, you can stay with me just like Cui Hua.

In other words, you're hired.'

Gu Chen looked at the two nervous girls in front of him and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Upon hearing this, the two girls standing opposite couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Even a smile appeared on their faces.

'But...'

Gu Chen's words immediately raised their hopes again.

'But there's always been a rule in our store: people who come here are not called by their real names.

They're called nicknames, like Cui Hua... Well, you see, I've always called her that, haven't I?

I think you should stop calling yourself Zhao Di in the future, and call yourself... Xiaofang. How's that?

Or do you have a favourite name? You can say it too.'

Liu Zhaodi, who was standing opposite Gu Chen, shook her head. She never had any strong feelings about what name to be called.

What was more important was being able to work and earn money with her fellow villagers.

She just shook her head and said:

'Then let's call her by that name. I'll do whatever the boss says.'

Wang Cuihua scratched her head, feeling that this rule in the shop was really strange.

But on second thought, it seems that it really started when she applied for the job.

The boss, Gu Chen, never called her by the right name from beginning to end.

At first, she thought it was because of the accent, but she never imagined that there was such a strange reason.

If Gu Chen knew what the girl was thinking now, he would probably not be able to stop laughing.

He called Cui Hua purely out of teasing.

However, once it was released, the TV series 'A Family from Northeast China' became popular all over the country.

It will be more than a year before the premiere, and the very classic line at the end of each episode

'Cui Hua, pickled vegetables~'

has not yet appeared, otherwise Wang Cui Hua would not have wondered why Gu Chen called her that.

But unlike the joke with Cui Hua, Gu Chen really hated names like Zhao Di.

To him, every person is born independent.

Everyone has a soul, a mind, and can cry and laugh, be happy or troubled.

No one is born as someone else's accessory.

Although he is a man himself, he has always believed that.

The existence of a name like Zhao Di is in itself a deeply hidden insult.

So even if he has to make up such a rule that doesn't exist in the first place,

he hopes that the other party can temporarily forget this name.

Compared to the reborn people he has seen in novels or TV dramas before,

Gu Chen's own abilities were not considered great, and he could not change other people's perceptions.

Nor could he change the times, but at least he could still try to change the people around him as much as possible.

Fortunately, when he saw the other person today, he did not object to what he had done.

Gu Chen's heart also eased slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

'Boss, can I, can I ask why her nickname is Xiaofang?'

Cuihua felt that every time the boss called her, it seemed like he was smiling.

But when it came to her fellow villager, she suddenly became so normal.

Gu Chen's smile on his face also suddenly became even wider when he heard this.

'The reason for the name is, of course, because...'

Looking at the two girls in front of him, who looked nervous and curious,

Gu Chen suddenly picked up the broom that was lying nearby and placed it on his chest.

Pretending to play the guitar, he sang loudly with his voice stretched out in front of the two of them.

'There's a girl in the village called Xiaofang/She's pretty and kind

with beautiful big eyes/Her braids are thick and long...'

This is a song released by Li Chunbo in 1993, and it's called 'Xiaofang'.

Gu Chen is a good cook, writes well, is quick-witted and can talk.

But when it comes to singing, not only is he tone-deaf, but he also has a completely broken voice.

From beginning to end, not a single word is sung in tune.

Plus, he was holding a broom and shaking his head back and forth in exaggerated movements.

He was even funnier than the comedians on TV.

In an instant, the two girls in front of him and Shujian couldn't hold back their laughter.

The tension, unease, and apprehension that had previously lingered over them all disappeared in an instant.

Cuihua laughed even more exaggeratedly, but at this moment, she was laughing so hard that she couldn't even stand up.

However, Gu Chen didn't care at all, and instead continued to strain his hoarse voice.

He sang even more cheerfully.

After all, apart from the three of them, there were no other outsiders in the shop.

Even if there were, it wouldn't have made a difference, after all, Gu Chen had a face thicker than a city wall.

Things like being embarrassed simply didn't exist for someone like him.

And although his singing was terrible, towards the end, he became unusually invested.

His sparkling eyes were now full of deep affection.

Liu Zhaodi, who was standing opposite him, gradually had tears of emotion in her eyes.

This was the first time in her life that someone had praised her, and the first time someone had sung for her.

She was no longer the insignificant person like the weeds on the roadside.

She was no longer the money-spinner who had been hated by her whole family since birth.

A feeling welled up in her chest that was hard to describe.

Was it the feeling of being respected?

She just stared at Gu Chen, who was so close to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she couldn't hold them back any longer.

...

Gu Chen felt a little embarrassed as he drove away from Qiwu Restaurant.

He knew how terrible his singing was.

But he never expected that he would make someone cry.

And Xiaofang's crying got more and more sad, and the tears in her eyes seemed to never end, and it was out of control.

Gu Chen was also a little at a loss as to what to do, and in the end, he had no choice but to drive away first.

This made him feel a little annoyed. He should have known better.

As he sang, he couldn't help but get carried away.

Even his memories seemed to drift back to when he was still in school.

Back then, he had jumped over the school wall and got drunk with Da Chun and a few other classmates.

After returning to school, they, fueled by alcohol, ran to the bottom of the girls' dormitory together.

They sang loudly together, and he was singing Xiao Fang at the time.

Until he just sang that song again, he could vaguely recall.

The countless laughter that came from the girls' dormitory building at the time.

And those female classmates who also dared to stand by the window and sing along with him.

And the teaching director who was holding a broom and chasing him all over the campus.

Xiaofang, Xiaofang... Gu Chen was singing about his own youth.