"I think that's him!" someone immediately exclaimed. They pulled out their phone, found the video, and replayed the background music. Sure enough, the accent sounded just like the parrot right in front of them. It was enough to make them forget about the panda—after all, the line ahead was still long, so they might as well listen to the parrot sing. "Hey, we're all queuing up nicely. How about you sing a song for us?"
"Is that any way to ask someone to sing? So impolite! 'You' this, 'you' that... This parrot has a name, you know! My noble name is..." Before the parrot could finish reciting his long-winded name, Shen Yibin, who had just come to the shop's entrance, cut him off. "You guys can just call him Cheeky. He knows lots of songs. Even for songs he's never heard, he can learn them after listening just twice."
