This enthusiastic reaction was very satisfying for the parrot. He said proudly, "I learned quite a few famous songs from your era before I came here. Besides 'Little Apple' from just now, I also know 'Love Trade,' 'Tentative,' 'Wrong, Wrong, Wrong,' 'Gangnam Style'... So, which one do you want to hear?"
Shen Yibin was utterly floored. 'Who on earth taught this parrot? How did he end up with a head full of viral earworms? This is a pet shop, not some tacky hair salon!'
"Uh, how about a different one? Like 'Chasing Dreams with a Red Heart' or something?" Shen Yibin suggested a song he actually liked. 'Listening to this has to be better than those viral hits.'
"Never heard of it." The parrot tilted his head, mulled it over for a long moment, and shook his head. "But I can definitely learn it if you just play it for me once or twice." He clearly loved to sing. As soon as the topic came up, he even forgot his usual long-winded chatter.
