"My name is Singen, and I am a bard. Can you let me witness your story and spread it throughout the universe?"
The first encounter between Jingyuan and the bard was on the street of Changletian.
That day, Xianzhou had just won a battle and repelled the Buli people who attacked Luofu.
Walking in Changletian with his companions, Jing Yuan was thinking about how to sharpen Brother Ying Xing and add more special effects to his sword without ammunition.
When he turned around, his hand was held by the poet with golden cat eyes, and he heard what he said.
By some strange coincidence, the young man did not turn around to show off his reputation to his friends, but instead stammered and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, okay."
Intention: Give Jing Yuanyuan a cat