Meanwhile, at Strawberry Music's headquarters in Shen City.
The posters of Su Zifeng's new song were displayed on the huge LED screen. Su Zifeng's new album posters were also displayed in prominent places in the building.
In the square in front of the headquarters building,
The crowd was noisy. Su Zifeng's fans held up signs with their idol's name and formed a long line. There were at least ten thousand people.
Su Zifeng, who was at the front of the crowd, personally attended the autograph sale. While signing and selling his own album, he interacted with his fans and took photos. From time to time, he would sing some new songs to liven up the atmosphere.
Su Zifeng was in a very good state. His assistant would whisper to him about the sales of his digital album and the new song charts every fifteen minutes.
The results that exceeded his expectations made him more confident in entering the first-tier.
For this 'victory', he really did his best. He didn't even look for his Xuanxuan for so many days.
In addition, his schedule for the next few days was also very full. After the signing event in Shen City, he would also go to Haidu, Huadu, Chengdu, Shancheng, and other places to meet his fans and sign contracts. After the signing ceremony, he had to prepare for his upcoming solo concert in Huadu.
His father was forcing him very hard!
He had to keep going.
If he failed, he would have to go back and inherit the family business that he did not want to inherit…
……
East Island's fishermen's home.
Chen Ping 'an and Wu Zixuan had their fill. Chen Ping 'an took the initiative to stand up and pay. Last time, Wu Zixuan had spent 6000 yuan. This time, Chen Ping' an had to take the initiative to bear the cost.
Looking at the time, it was 14:22 in the afternoon. Chen Ping 'an said,""There are still a few hours left in the afternoon. What have you arranged?”
"Half-day tour of Happy Valley." Wu Zixuan said.
The two of them walked out of the restaurant one after the other. Their passionate gazes shone down, causing Chen Ping 'an to unconsciously narrow his eyes.
It was summer now.
The sun shone on his body for a while, and he felt a little hot.
Chen Ping 'an exclaimed that the weather was really good today. Then, he suddenly asked,""Isn't it dazzling?"
"I'm wearing sunglasses." Wu Zixuan waved the sunglasses in her hand and prepared to put them on.
"I mean the light on my body." Chen Ping 'an put on his sunglasses as he spoke.
Wu Zixuan was stunned for a moment before she reacted. This lunatic was narcissistic again…
She thought that Chen Pingan was asking him if the sun was shining, but he was talking about himself!
"A little reflective." Wu Zixuan replied coldly.
They quickly returned to the landing point where they came from. There was a helicopter waiting there. Chen Pingan paid the money, then the two flew back to Shen City and took a taxi to Shen City's Happy Valley.
However, just as they arrived outside Happy Valley, Chen Ping 'an and Wu Zixuan noticed a large group of people in front of them.
The light piano music was heard, and the melody was moving.
The two of them couldn't help but squeeze in curiously. They were surprised to see a rather thin street wanderer in ragged clothes, with long hair that had been neglected and a slightly messy beard, playing on a street piano placed in Happy Valley.
Although his clothes were tattered, his body was very clean and there was not a single stain on it.
He was immersed in his own music, his nimble fingers dancing on the black and white keys. The notes flowed out lightly, as if a piano master was playing.
Street show?
This thought flashed through Chen Ping 'an's mind at the speed of light.
The tramp was playing the piano, and he was playing it quite well. The contrast and impact made Chen Pingan very touched!
He looked down and out, but he was full of spirit!
Experts were among the common people…
His music was sad yet light, and it contained hope. His body swayed gently with the rhythm of his fingers, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. No one knew what he was thinking when he played.
He seemed to ignore everyone around him. He only communicated with the piano and let the sound of the piano express his feelings.
His playing had an indescribable vitality.
The pedestrians stopped.
Listening, taking pictures, recording videos…
Someone carefully took out a fifty-dollar bill and stuffed it into the hat he placed on the piano board. Then, he carefully left, not wanting to disturb his playing.
"You play so well…"
"I can tell that he has a story.”
"You're so talented, so why did you wander around?”
" You don't know, but it's said that he was originally an orchestra player in the Marine Corps. After he retired from the army, he started his own business... His career had just improved, and his beloved wife died of cancer. His son, who had just graduated from high school, died in a car accident. After that, his company's assets were scammed, and he had some mental problems after a heavy blow. After he left home, he began to wander.”
"Is he from Shen City?"
"No, it seems to be from Chengdu. These were all things he told the alms giver when he was slightly sober.”
"I think I should help him."
……
The surrounding crowd discussed softly.
Chen Ping 'an listened quietly. He felt as if something was stuck in his chest. It was very unpleasant.
At this moment, the system's voice sounded.
" Side mission triggered: Please help this wandering pianist by singing.”
" Mission reward: Master piano playing skills, parallel world song 'Her Lashes.'”
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