Zhang Mingtu was singing on the streets. Firstly, he wanted to train his voice, and secondly, he wanted to train his presence.
A guitar, a person, a song, a street.
The location was a bustling commercial street five bus stops away. There were many buskers on this street, and it was known as Samo City's " Arts Street ". Zhang Mingtu's arrival here was not too abrupt.
Arriving punctually every day, a handsome guy like Zhang Mingtu naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding performers. However, Zhang Mingtu only stayed for a while every day, so he did not have much interaction with the professional buskers who stayed until midnight.
Zhang Mingtu was indeed a fresh young man. He stood on the street and naturally attracted everyone's attention. It could be said that Zhang Mingtu had single-handedly raised the attractiveness of the entire street. He had made the entire street bright.
The saleswomen of the surrounding shops were even waiting for Zhang Mingtu to appear every day. They would stand at the entrance of the shop and watch from afar, speculating about Zhang Mingtu's background.
People who walked past Zhang Mingtu would always give him sidelong glances. Some even stopped to listen to him sing.
Zhang Mingtu sang three songs a day, covering a wide range of vocal range. It was very suitable for training. Occasionally, he would sing " My Deskmate " to get into the mood. When he felt that he was in a good state, he would take out this precious original song.
In fact, after a few days of street performances, Zhang Mingtu's presence had indeed become more stable. Whether he was faced with a love-struck girl or a taunt, he could turn a blind eye to it.
"This is the busiest street in Samo City. Today, I'll bring everyone from the street to the end of the street and give gifts to the audience that you like.”An outdoor female anchor with heavy makeup was holding a selfie stick and interacting with the audience on the other end of the Internet.
As a slightly famous outdoor broadcaster, Song Xiaojiu's footprints were all over the streets and alleys, showing the most authentic side of Samo City to those who didn't like to go out or didn't have time to go out.
Out-of-home streamers were always in trouble, which tested the streamer's ability to react and respond. Song Xiaojiu was known for her generosity and humor, regardless of whether she met a coquettish uncle, a naughty child, or an offline fan. In short, Song Xiaojiu had encountered all kinds of strange situations during the live broadcast. However, these accidents only made her smarter and more and more fans.
At present, she had a fixed number of six to seven thousand fans. Including the visitors who usually entered the live broadcast room, the number of viewers per day was stable at around ten thousand. For the competitive live streamer world, 10,000 viewers per day was already a very good result.
" Thank you for the small train from 'Dead Body Falling Rock', thank you for the 50 pieces of coal from' Tang Baba'…" Song Xiaojiu's live streaming platform was the largest steam streaming platform in China. The mascot was a steam train, and it was said that the image came from the first steam train in China's history.
"…Then let's set off and take a look at the most artistic street in Samo City.”As he spoke, he had already blended into the crowd." Today is a workday, so the number of people on this street has already decreased by half. If it's a weekend, there will be a sea of people here.”"Did everyone see that there are a lot of street performers? That's right, this was why this place was known as an art street. It was because there were many street performers.”
Through the camera lens of the host, the viewers from all over the country saw a new scene.
Sure enough, there were at least ten buskers on this street within a short three to four hundred meters. They were basically all playing and singing by themselves. The better equipment they had even came with their own keyboards and speakers. They started singing into the microphone.
"Host, turn the camera back." Suddenly, a bullet screen said.
The host and the audience could interact in real time. The host could broadcast the image and sound to the audience through the camera and microphone, and the audience could send comments to let the host know the audience's opinions.
Song Xiaojiu saw the bullet screen and asked,"What's wrong?"”She didn't even notice what was in the crowd. She turned the camera over in confusion.
The bullet comments instantly flooded the screen.
"Handsome!"
"He's just a pretty boy. Don't be nervous, everyone. I've already got the situation under control.”
"I'm at the scene. Actually, the streamer is filming me now.”
"His looks are shocking. Why would there be such a person? Is there any justice?”
……
Song Xiao Jiu looked at the densely packed bullet comments and was completely dumbfounded. There was really a handsome guy? "To actually make the audience so amazed, today, I, Song Xiaojiu, will risk my life to explore.”As she spoke, she squeezed through the crowd and stood in front.
For a moment, the world fell silent.
It wasn't that she hadn't seen handsome men before. Song Xiaojiu had participated in the activities organized by the Steam Streaming platform and had even come into close contact with celebrities. However, this was the first time she had seen someone so handsome and youthful. In an instant, the usually carefree Song Xiaojiu was speechless.
Zhang Mingtu didn't have a loud speaker or a microphone. He only had a guitar and a singing voice. Therefore, his audience had to be quiet in order to hear Zhang Mingtu's singing in this small world.
Zhang Mingtu lowered his eyes and skillfully played the strings. The sound of the guitar flowed like a clear spring.
…Who married the sentimental you, who read your diary, who tied up your long hair, who made your wedding dress…
Zhang Mingtu was feeling good today, so he was singing " My Deskmate ". Every time the song played, the surroundings would be filled with silence.
Some men even had tears in their eyes, as if they were thinking of their first love in their youth. Those carefree and happy days appeared in their minds.
The simple lyrics contained sincere feelings and touching stories. Many first loves were beautiful but did not end up. At the beginning, they laughed, quarreled, cried, but in the end, they went their separate ways and formed different families.
The bullet comments also disappeared because the audience was listening to this heartfelt ballad.
Zhang Li had never heard of it before, so after Zhang Mingtu finished singing, he immediately typed in a bullet comment and asked,""Who can tell me the name of this song?”He wanted to download it to his phone and listen to it every day.
A single stone caused a thousand ripples. More bullet comments asking about the song's title appeared. Unexpectedly, no one had heard of it before. There was only one possibility, and that was that it was an original song.
For a moment, everyone felt that it was unfair. How could this street artist have both talent and beauty?
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