In the city.
Winter.
The north wind howled.
Dusk approached.
In the office building, workshop, studio... the workers who had worked hard for a day were finally released.
He finished his work.
Call your friends.
All of them were dressed in bright clothes, wantonly showing off their youth on the streets.
People came and went, and the traffic was heavy.
The quiet street soon became lively.
Yulin Road.
There were many shops and delicacies.
This was the favorite place for young men and women to come at night.
It was also a place that many street artists liked to come to.
"
Hiss ~~!"
"What's going on?"
Chen Changfeng rubbed his forehead and endured the pain in his head.
Silently digesting the memories of the original owner.
A moment later, he opened his eyes.
Looking at the pedestrians coming and going around, his eyes gradually turned from confusion to clarity.
He shook his head.
He smiled helplessly.
"So he really…transmigrated!”
A preposterous feeling welled up in his heart. He didn't want to believe it.
However, the scene before him made him believe it.
He was originally a talented Qu father on the blue planet.
When he was composing a song, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all.
She finally fell asleep.
When she woke up, she had actually transmigrated.
He was reborn into a person with the same name in a parallel world-
an 18-year-old handsome little brother!
He learned from the original owner's memories.
After her parents divorced, the Host's personality gradually became eccentric. Over the years, she developed a cold personality.
Music was the only thing that could make him relax.
Therefore, he was obsessed with music since he was young.
Last night, on his eighteenth birthday, he made a decision to
come out and sing!
Singing on the crowded streets!
Firstly, he could earn money to support his family.
Secondly, to share good music with the public.
I hope music can infect people and make people happy.
Just like how music had always comforted and accompanied him.
The third was to walk out!
His father grew older with each passing year, and his sister grew older with each passing year.
He could not just live in his own world.
He should learn to walk out boldly.
…For
various reasons, the Host appeared here as a street singer.
Unfortunately, the Host had never sung in public before.
The first song was stuttering.
It attracted the ridicule of the surrounding crowd.
The audience who were attracted by the original owner's looks soon dispersed with laughter.
The Host was deeply shocked.
The courage that he had mustered up with great difficulty was instantly retracted.
His originally somewhat autistic personality had his heart closed even more.
She could only shut her mouth and sit in the corner with her eyes closed to hide her emotions and grieve alone.
At this moment, Chen Changfeng happened to transmigrate and fuse with the original owner.
Speaking of which...
The two of them had many similarities.
His parents were also divorced.
Growing up in a single-parent family,
He was also a loner.
They also liked music.
The difference was that Chen Changfeng was born with a bad voice, so he directly embarked on the path of composing.
The original owner had an excellent voice, even better than some Heavenly Kings and Queens.
She embarked on the path of singing.
"
Since we're here, let's take it as it is!"
"Perhaps I can take our dreams and walk a different path in music.”
Chen Changfeng comforted himself.
He was very satisfied with the Host's voice.
He felt that perhaps he could make up for the regrets of his previous life by being reborn.
He also tried to…sing!
Instead of hiding behind the scenes and watching other singers sing his songs with envy.
He really wanted to try…to sing his own song!
Chen Changfeng's body trembled as soon as he thought of this.
He was excited.
Her heart instantly burned.
He took out a pen and paper from his bag.
He wrote a few lines.
Then, he stuck it on the microphone stand.
On it was written,
[I have a song, do you have a story?]】
[A story, a song!】
[Reward as you please, leave as you please!】
The special slogan quickly attracted the attention of the pedestrians.
Many people quickly surrounded him.
"Wow! What a handsome little brother!"
"Little brother, do you have any letters? Let's be friends and add a letter to each other. I'll give you a hundred yuan!”
"He's quite good-looking, even better looking than the young hunks in the entertainment industry. Unfortunately, he's a street performer! This kind of man was good for the eyes! As for the rest, forget it!"
"You're so young and have hands and feet. Of all the things you can do, you have to come out and sing.”
"Young people nowadays are crazy about being famous!”
"I have a song, but do you have a story? What an interesting advertisement. Little brother, are you going to create it on the spot based on the story?”
"It must be fake! How could there be such a genius! Even the most famous composer in the entertainment industry wouldn't dare to brag like this! It was probably just a gimmick to please the public!”
"Everyone, don't listen to him! He was indeed good-looking, but it was difficult to describe his singing. Even if he stuttered and stuttered, he would sing better than him! When he was singing just now, I was right next to him. I almost thought my face was constipated!”
"F * ck!"
"It's a little poisonous! It's better to stay away. Protecting your life is more important!"
…The
onlookers discussed animatedly.
Some praised, some were curious, some were regretful, and some were disdainful.
However, as the audience who had just heard the Host sing spoke, the crowd quickly dispersed again.
Some people even took a video of this scene and posted it online.
The title had already been prepared.[
[The world is declining. Nowadays, street performers are all trying to become famous. They are full of tricks and dare to brag about anything![
[You can't judge a book by its cover! The more handsome the little brother was now, the better he was at bragging![
…Chengdu
was a big city of internet celebrities.
It had its own traffic.
Chen Changfeng's appearance was another explosive point.
In addition to her identity as a street singer.
Soon, the topic became popular.
The video was liked and forwarded.
The netizens expressed their opinions.
Some people thought that it was enough to have a face, so they madly licked Chen Changfeng's golden beauty on the Internet.
Some people thought that Chen Changfeng should look for a proper job. Who would do such a thing?
There were also people who thought that Chen Changfeng should have some real ability. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to boast like this.
Chen
Changfeng had no idea that he had become a little popular on the Internet.
He didn't seem to care when the crowd dispersed.
He sat quietly on the steps.
He took out a piece of cloth and quietly wiped the guitar.
Carefully.
It was as if the guitar in his hand was a rare treasure.
This was a habit he had developed in his previous life.
He loved music.
He believed that every instrument had life and spirituality.
Every instrument should be respected.
The crowd dispersed.
Someone asked. Chen Changfeng only cleaned the guitar. He was cold and silent the entire time.
In his eyes, those who understood naturally understood!
He only befriended…those who were fated!
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
The crowd gradually increased, and the streets became more lively.
Chen Changfeng was the complete opposite. He was exceptionally cold.
In the end, even the young ladies who were obsessed with his looks left angrily because he was silent.
There was no one here.
As time passed, the news had already spread.
Everyone knew that there was a strange person here.
An arrogant slogan was posted.
His face was cold the entire time.
And a street singer who stuttered even more than a stammer!
The
Time Gear spun.
Soon, it was ten o'clock at night.
The night grew darker.
The number of people on the street gradually decreased.
Many people began to return home.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with an unkempt beard and an aged face stood up and walked toward Chen Changfeng.
The middle-aged man ignored the trifles and sat down beside Chen Changfeng.
He put down a bottle of white wine and a plate of peanuts.
He took out two wine glasses from his pocket.
They were filled to the brim.
"Want some?"
He handed a cup to Chen Changfeng. He was not angry after being rejected.
He downed the wine in one gulp.
After that, he picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, he had another glass.
After three glasses of wine.
The man grinned at Chen Changfeng.
"I have a story!"
"Do you want to hear it?"
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…The author had already written several books! The author had put in a lot of effort for this new book to be published! If it's still possible, I hope the readers will support me. Now, I'm so poor that I'm eating dirt! I eat instant noodles three times a day. I feel like puking whenever I smell it.
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