After the silence of the song, the bullet comments flooded the screen. Song Xiaojiu's eyes were not enough, but most of the bullet comments were asking what the name of the song was.
There were also people who were scrolling through their memories and the names of their first love.
Song Xiaojiu noticed that there were many burly men around them secretly wiping their tears. Was this song really that lethal? Song Xiaojiu had never been in a relationship at a young age in school, so she didn't have any personal experience. However, this song was indeed very good.
He was handsome and he sang so well. Song Xiaojiu felt that there was no justice in this world. However, she didn't know the name of the song. She had never heard of it.
Everyone threw money into the guitar bag on the ground, and there were even a few hundred bills. Zhang Mingtu could easily earn one or two thousand yuan a day. By the time he reached the streets, he had already earned at least ten thousand yuan.
"Little brother, did you compose this song?”Some of the audience realized that they had never heard of this song before. They had even searched for the lyrics, but they still could not find it. Therefore, he could basically confirm that it was an original.
"It's actually an original?" The live audience also heard it and expressed their amazement. It was really rare to see an original street artist in this day and age.
"He doesn't want to live anymore. He's handsome, sings well, and even knows how to create an original. Why does such a person exist?”The bullet screen expressed that they were going crazy. Why was the heavens so unfair?
"You can obviously rely on your face to make a living, but you have to rely on your talent.”
"Where is the justice? This is to make us honest people have no way out.”
"The city is so scary. Mom, I want to go back to the countryside.”
The bullet comments flooded the screen, expressing everyone's surprise.
Song Xiaojiu had also noticed the enthusiasm of the audience. She gave up on her plan to walk from the street to the end of the street. She wanted to use her specialty-to strike up a conversation.
Regardless of whether it was the elderly or the children, whether it was the white-collar workers on the streets or the migrant workers, Song Xiaojiu could go up and chat with them with her thick skin.
"Everyone, watch carefully. Watch how I strike up a conversation with Little Brother.”
Zhang Mingtu said that he would stop here for the day and was going home.
The audience wanted more. Some even decided to continue listening tomorrow. Of course, some people had recorded the video in advance. However, the sound effects weren't good. After all, they were outdoors and on a bustling commercial street. There was a lot of noise in the recording. Those who pursued quality were obviously not satisfied.
Zhang Mingtu packed his things and prepared to leave.
"Little brother, can we talk?" Song Xiaojiu stood in front of Zhang Mingtu.""My name is Song Xiaojiu, and I'm an online streamer.”
It was obvious that Song Xiaojiu was only slightly famous and had not risen to the point of being on the front page of major portals. Therefore, Zhang Mingtu did not know this outdoor streamer, even though he was quite good-looking.
"Hello," Zhang Mingtu's personality had changed drastically after the kidnapping incident and he had started to take the cold and aloof route. However, since she wanted to become a celebrity, she naturally couldn't let others think that she was unapproachable. Besides, he wasn't a celebrity yet, so he still needed to communicate.
He looked even more handsome up close.
Her voice was also nice.
Her taste in clothes was also good.
The bullet comments flooded the screen once again. When Song Xiaojiu and Zhang Mingtu were in the same frame, it was obvious that Zhang Mingtu was naturally more beautiful. Zhang Mingtu didn't have any makeup on. He was barefaced, while Song Xiaojiu had a thick layer of makeup on. In comparison, Song Xiaojiu was envious of his skin.
"Can I also say hello to the audience who are watching the live broadcast?”Song Xiaojiu said.
" Hello, everyone." Zhang Mingtu waved." My name is Zhang Mingtu. I'm a street artist."”
"So your name is Zhang Mingtu. Can I have some of your time? Or we can have a meal together and talk while we eat.”Song Xiaojiu was prepared to communicate further. It would be best if she could get the other party's contact information.
However, the audience didn't blame Little Jiu. Some male audience members were saying that they were about to turn gay. They could only say that Zhang Mingtu was too devilishly handsome.
"No problem." Zhang Mingtu was not a casual person, but he felt that it was not a bad idea to get to know a streamer and understand the industry.
Zhang Mingtu was an ambitious person. He was smart and knew that the entertainment industry was important. He needed connections and an understanding of the joys and sorrows of the industry.
Not only was he handsome, but he was also very warm. What a perfect boyfriend. The female audience watching the live broadcast had already fallen in love. What if they couldn't see Little Brother in the live broadcast in the future? Could it be that he had to go to Samo City to watch the scene?
Song Xiaojiu didn't expect him to agree so readily. She also felt that Zhang Mingtu was really a warm little brother.""I know a good restaurant nearby. Let's go eat rice noodles.”
"Alright, I'm fine with it." However, Zhang Mingtu needed to make a phone call first.""I'll call home first and tell them that I won't be home for dinner.”
"Little brother is still a good child."
The audience was liking Zhang Mingtu more and more. As expected, he could do whatever he wanted with his good looks. Even his mother's darling was obedient. If it was someone uglier, everyone would probably think that the other party lacked a strong opinion. Such an old person even had to ask his family for permission to eat outside. He was really too weak.
After Zhang Mingtu made the call, he indicated that he could leave with Song Xiaojiu.
"'My Deskmate' is your original song. Have you ever thought of recording it?”Song Xiaojiu asked," If you put it on a music website, you'll definitely get a lot of clicks and downloads.”
"To be precise, this song was written by my brother and me. I've thought about recording, but I still have to go to school now. I want to go when my skills are better.”Zhang Mingtu said.
"Go to school?" "Which university?"
"High school." Zhang Mingtu's answer shocked everyone. They didn't expect Zhang Mingtu to be a high school student, but it didn't seem like a problem for him to be a university student.
Song Xiaojiu was two heads shorter than Zhang Mingtu.
"I didn't expect him to be a high school student." Song Xiaojiu felt that it was unbelievable that a high school student had already written "My Deskmate". It was too sentimental."Are you really a high school student? However, the content of that song made many adults cry. They really didn't know what kind of experience it took to sing 'Who made the wedding dress for you'.”
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