northernbook Chapter 149\\r
Chapter 149\\r
Yang Shasha is sitting on the sofa, Lord Wolf is squatting aside, watching TV.
The animal world is playing on the TV, which is one of his favorite programs.
Yang Shasha took out her phone, turned on the vibrato, and swiped her fingers continuously.
It's past six o'clock now, and Lin Feng must have started.
But as Lin Feng's manager, she couldn't follow her this time, and she couldn't see Lin Feng sing on the show. She didn't know what Lin Feng's current situation was.
The only way to know about Lin Feng is the Internet.
If, she means if.
If Lin Feng sings really good songs, even if he doesn't live stream it himself, someone will definitely live stream it.
This is the way young people live now.
When encountering new and lively things, they will take the initiative to share them on the Internet.
It may be slow hands, it may be Weibo, it may be vibrato...
"what."
With a swipe between her fingers, someone was broadcasting live.
A small internet celebrity with 180,000 followers. The live broadcast room is located at Xinjiekou. The man standing at the intersection with a microphone, although he doesn't look like Lin Feng at all, she thinks that there is a high probability that it is Lin Feng.
Time, place, all right.
As Xiao Wanghong's mobile phone turns around, everything nearby falls into view.
Nearly three hundred passersby.
"A lot of people."
"This...is it Brother Lin?"
She was quite sure, but seeing so many people, she felt that it was impossible for Lin Feng to be surrounded by so many people in such a short period of time, right?
Moreover, Lin Feng after makeup is not handsome either.
The hair is all white, and the face under the peaked cap cannot be seen very clearly.
Just like a grandfather.
"The next song is for a friend of mine."
When she heard Lin Feng's words, Yang Shasha, who was a little uncertain, was immediately determined.
It's Lin Feng!
This person is Lin Feng, you can't go wrong!
"Give it to me?"
Yang Shasha was a little surprised, she thought Lin Feng was just joking.
However, I didn't have any expectations for the song that Lin Feng was about to sing.
At this time, the voice of Xiaowanghong also sounded from the live broadcast room.
"This uncle is amazing, he just sang an original song, that song is really good, I have never heard such a good song, I tell you, this song will definitely be popular these two days Search! I just don't know if anyone recorded it, it would be a pity if it wasn't recorded."
"Original? Still on the hot search? Is it true or false?"
"Why are you still setting up a street stall with this ability? Be a singer."
"Don't you read the title? A disabled uncle, what kind of singer do you want to be?"
"It is estimated that it is also a slobber song."
Yang Shasha caught the words of Xiao Wanghong.
Original!
It seems that his guess is correct, this uncle is Brother Lin!
At this time, Lin Feng's hand, which was stroking the strings, was already playing again.
As soon as the tune started, everyone immediately felt that there was an even more heroic feeling than before... No, it wasn't heroic, it was a passionate aura that spread from the strings.
And as the tune started, Lin Feng also opened his lips and sang.
"The big river flows eastward~"
"The stars in the sky are in the Big Dipper wow~"
"Hey~ hey~ see the Big Dipper wow!"
"A bowl of wine at the turn of life and death~"
"Let's go, let's go~"
"You have me, I have everything, wow~"
"Hey~ hey~ it's all wow~"
"There is no turning back in the fire and water~"
"Look at the injustice and roar~"
"Shoot when it's time to do it~"
"Wind and fire through Kyushu wow ~ 180"
"Shoot when it's time to do it~"
"Wind and fire through Kyushu wow~"
"Hey, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah~"
...
Lin Feng's tone was clear and full of emotions. From the first sentence, he immediately mobilized the atmosphere.
And this melody is not jerky at all compared to the previous one, and it is still catchy.
Even if they only heard a few words, many people at the scene were able to hum along with them.
Yang Shasha was stunned.
This song sounds... it's really nice.
But why is it so strange?
Isn't this for yourself?
Lyrics and tunes, why do they sound like...
She didn't know how to describe it.
But when it comes to giving a girl a song, this song doesn't seem so appropriate.
But it is undeniable that this is definitely a good song, a rare good song!
There were originally only more than 100 people in the live broadcast room of Xiaowanghong, but before the song was finished, it immediately rose to more than 1,000 people.
"Come on, this uncle can do it!"
"A group of people who are full of energy!"
"The tone is very good, and the sound has a taste."
"The breath is steady, and the tone is accurate."
"I checked it, and it's really original."
"Uncle hangs up!"
Soon, after a song was sung, there was warm applause from the scene.
Someone whistled and shouted: "Master, it's great!"
"Cow, it's so original!"
"A guzheng, a microphone, I can actually hear the feeling of an orchestra. The atmosphere created is really awesome. I would like to regard the old man as the strongest!"
"Wokao, just a guzheng?"
"You just found out?"
"I just found out that the accompaniment I thought was playing."
"The old man just said that this song was given to a friend. I guess his friend may have passed away."
"Oh, the old man has a very rich life experience."
"Master, what is this song called?"
Lin Feng stood up from the stool at this time, held the microphone and said, "This song is called "The Hero's Song"."
"This name is domineering!"
"Good song title!"
"Master, let's do another song."
"Look at the price of your eyes, the uncle didn't bring water, hurry up and buy two bottles to send."
Immediately someone went to buy water, and after a while, a young man went up with an item of mineral water: "Master, drink some water, I won't buy it if it's not enough. If you're hungry, tell me, and I'll call you takeout."
"Good boy, thank you."
Lin Feng really regarded himself as an uncle, and patted the young man on the shoulder.
"Hey, uncle, you are really strong."
The young man grinned.
After Yang Shasha heard the title of the song, she was silent, and the corners of her mouth were twitching.
good man song...
Is this the song you gave me?
She just wanted to cry.
Lin Feng held the microphone and looked at the more than 400 people around him. There were uncles and uncles shouting everywhere, urging him to continue singing.
Lin Feng was not in a hurry.
These two songs can be regarded as letting everyone see his greatness, and now they may not be able to leave even if they are driven away.
But the problem is, there is not a dime in the guitar case...
Your sister, where's the money?
I'm not obliged to sing, just give me money!
Is prostitution so happy?
He stared at the guitar case, lost in thought.
"Master, what's the matter?"
"He seemed to be crying, and he probably kept his head down because he didn't want us to see him."
"It must be the song just now that reminded him of his good friend who passed away."
"I really want to know the story of Uncle's past."
"Master, come on!"
I don't know who shouted such a sentence, Lin Feng looked over in confusion.
I don't have any money, how can I cheer up?
"Master, the difficulties will definitely pass, after the rain comes a rainbow, look forward, come on!"
More and more people shouted "Come on, uncle".
Lin Feng almost cried.
I also want to look at money, but I have no money!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng adjusted his emotions and said, "Everyone who can come to support is to recognize the songs I sing. Since you like it, then we won't stop singing tonight until we don't have the energy to stop. Rich people Hold a money field, and if you don’t have money, borrow money to hold a money field.”
"Hahaha!"
"Master is so funny."
"Unfortunately, you don't have any money with you, and you don't have a QR code here."
"Prostitution makes me happy, and no one wants me to pay."
"Uncle, hurry up and sing. If you sing well, I will go to the bank to withdraw money immediately."
After talking for a long time, I was stunned that no one came forward to put in coins.
There is no way to do this either. In today's society, few people take cash on the street.
Lin Feng did not expect such a situation.
If you push it forward for another three or five years, with just these two songs, I wouldn't dare to say much in the guitar case, but at least there must be three or five hundred, right?
Lin Feng took the microphone, put it on the stand, and grabbed the guitar.
While strumming the strings at will, he struggled in his mind about what to sing next.
There are so many songs that he can sing, the whole earth's music library is a huge treasure.
"[Singer's Blessing] is triggered, congratulations to the host for getting [Will you cry for me]!"
[All cry for me]: Songs are your narrative channels, and lyrics are your stories. When you start singing, all the audience's lacrimal glands will be stimulated, and they will shed tears involuntarily, becoming the best and unpretentious singer actor!
Lin Feng nodded secretly, good stuff.
Don't give me coins, then cry.
If you don't have 100,000 yuan today, don't leave one.
"This song, give it to myself."
Lin Feng said lightly, the next second, a solo flowed out from his fingertips.
The technique of the guitar is perfectly reflected under his fingers.
When everyone listened to this guitar solo, they couldn't help but follow their heads and step on the beat.
"It's original again?"
"It's original, I've never heard this solo."
"You haven't sung yet, but you can hear it?"
"Under the talent, as a music producer, I have listened to all the famous songs on the market. Basically, I can tell what song it is just by listening to the first verse."
"Musicians are great!"
"I'm not a bully, this uncle is a real bully, just the hero song just now, as long as it is released, the popularity will definitely not be bad!"
"Stop arguing, let's sing!"
"Damn, it hurts that Dousheng can't block comments, it seriously affects my senses."
"Who else is there? Go live on Tiger Shark, I'll watch it now!"
...
After a prelude solo, Lin Feng's fingers suddenly stopped, and the bustling city seemed to be quiet at this moment.
Lin Feng approached the microphone, and at this moment, his thick voice suddenly became a little more vicissitudes and free and easy.
"I once dreamed of walking the world with a sword~"
"Look at the prosperity of the world~"
The first sentence was sung, and the quiet guitar sounded again.
He was completely immersed at this moment, like a person with many stories and experiences, telling everyone about his experiences through paragraphs of lyrics.
"Young hearts are always a little frivolous~"
"Now you are home to the world~"
"The girl who made you feel bad~"
"Now it has disappeared without a trace~"
"Love always makes you yearn and annoyed~"
"Have made you bruised all over~"
“Dilililidilililidenda~”
“Dilililidilililidenda~”
“Dilililidilililidenda~”
"Walking on the road of courage~"
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This song doesn't have many lyrics, and the guitar solo occupies nearly half of the time.
But this is not a lot of lyrics, but it sings the nostalgia for the youthful years, as if to make a no-regret declaration to the former self.
Everyone can see the former self from the lyrics of this song.
The tune of the whole song has a touch of sadness, and it seems to tell everyone that every young man with ideals is lonely in the process of realizing his dream.
Completion.
The place was quiet.
Lin Feng raised his eyes and glanced over, and the surroundings were already crowded with people, at least thousands of people.
And these thousands of people, their eyes are already full of tears.
Someone looked up, trying hard not to let the tears flow.
Some people couldn't hold back, they laughed and cried.
Lin Feng (bgdg) thinks that this is not necessarily the credit of [All are crying for me].
No matter the melody or the lyrics of this song, it is very easy to touch the scene.
Whether it is a teenager who is trying to write new words and expressing his worries, or a social animal who has graduated and entered the society in his twenties, or a man who started a family in his 30s and 40s.
Every age group, regardless of gender, can find their own shadow from this song.
Coupled with Lin Feng's performance, which can be called a peak master, no one can stop it.
"I...I cried."
"Me too, this song, I feel so uncomfortable listening to it."
"My boyfriend is crying like a fool, what should I do? Do you want to break up with him?"
"Break up and let your boyfriend go."
"The uncle is always my uncle. I wonder where this uncle is performing? I'm going to the scene!"
"Xinjiekou, the square above Lady."
"Come on, it's at Xinjiekou? I'm in Jinling!"
"Have set off, brothers, envy me!"
"People are in the magic capital, they have already bought a ticket, and they will arrive in two hours!"
"Rich people... just leave when they say go."
"It's rich, it's just over 100 yuan to get to Jinling from the Devil's Capital. No matter how poor I am, I can still buy a ticket."
"I'm afraid you're gone, the uncle has already left."
"No, the uncle said, don't give up tonight!"
...
"Clap clap~"
"Master, you sing well!"
"Earn my tears, uncle, you are too bad!"
"Master, what is this song called?"
Lin Feng grabbed the microphone and said with a smile, ""Once You" is for myself and for you."
"You used to be... a good name, it's good to get it."
"Master, are you still singing? Do you want to rest for a while?"
"Wait, uncle, I'm going to buy fried chicken and two bottles of Erguotou. I want to stop getting drunk with Uncle!"
"Thank you for the flowers you bought. Come on, who is the hero to buy a kitchen knife and kill me for the uncle's fun!"
Lin Feng was amused by this group of trolls, and when he looked at the empty guitar case, his smile froze.
The clown is me!
Gan!
...
...
At this time, in a suite of a five-star hotel near the Olympic Sports.
A young androgynous young man was leaning on the sofa and playing games.
At this time, a man in his 40s came over and said, "Xiao Yang, you're in luck."
The young man didn't lift his head: "What's wrong?"
The man handed over the phone: "See for yourself."
He brought it over and glanced at it: "A street performer?"
"Yes, it was sung on the street." The man urged: "Stop playing games and take a look."
Ten minutes later, the young man finished listening and sat up straight from the sofa: "Are these songs written by the old man himself?"
"Well, original!"
The man said: "How about it, isn't it amazing?"
"Good to hear."
"The company plans to buy these songs!" The man said, "And tomorrow is your concert. The company wants to invite him to attend tomorrow, and your popularity will be even higher."
"invite him?"
The young man shook his head: "I don't think it's necessary. While not many people know about these songs, just buy them and let him stop singing them. I guess he has written a lot of songs. How many are there? How many will I buy? ."
"I still have to invite." The man said: "This is the company's request."
"That's fine, I'll listen to the company's arrangement."
"Then clean up."
"what?"
"Go see this uncle."
"What's so good about this?"
"Ask him to come over to help you tomorrow. You have to go there in person. I have helped you contact the reporter. I'll go later. Be more respectful and polite. This will all be photographed for the news."
"All right."
The young man stood up reluctantly and muttered, "This song is very good, but the old man's singing skills are really average. But I will sing it in the future. When the album is released, it shouldn't be a problem to break a million."
The man looked at him and said nothing.
But in my heart, I complained wildly: What kind of virtue do you sing, and you don't count 13 in your heart?
Is this uncle still bad at singing?
It's more than enough to dump you a hundred streets, okay?
Alas, today's young people are really impetuous.
The man was his manager, and sometimes he himself felt that this young man was a little too arrogant.
If you don't want anything, you've lost a good skin.
The key is not yet self-awareness.
However, he also understands that the main reason is to become famous too quickly and to enter Vanity Fair for too short a time.
Look at the current entertainment industry, almost all people are talented.
But there are indeed a lot of fools, the kind of fools who can't speak for more than ten years.
...
...
the other side.
In the box of a hotel in Jinling.
A woman in her thirties got a call and walked out of the box.
Then she stood in the corridor and opened a video.
Ten minutes later, the woman put away the phone with a surprise on her face.
She hurried back to the box, said a few words to the others, and left immediately.
On the way, the woman dialed the phone: "Send me the specific address!"
The woman is the head of a local entertainment company in Jinling, which has just started and is not well-known in the industry.
After she saw the videos of several songs sung by Lin Feng, her professionalism told her that these songs would definitely be popular!
What is lacking is a channel for presentation.
These few songs, if any one is picked out, can occupy the existence of major music charts.
It's a pity that this uncle is too old and his image is average.
The best way is to buy it and sing for your own singer.
As long as the publicity is in place and the singers are established firmly, with just these few songs, maybe a second-tier singer can be created.
Good luck, there is a chance in the front line!
And such a scene is now being staged all over the country.
Near the water tower first get the month.
There is no doubt that the local companies in Jinling have the most advantages.
...
At the same time, many local Internet celebrities are also running towards Xinjiekou.
These netizens usually take some jokes when they have nothing to do, and some will rent a car for a show, creating a persona of a rich second-generation or Bai Fumei for themselves.
At this moment, all rushed to Xinjiekou.
They have a hunch that this uncle can make them attract a wave of fans!
...
...
"Brother Lin... so strong?"
In the room, the staff looked at Lin Feng who was holding the microphone, listened to several of his songs, and were completely convinced.
They had an urge to kneel to Lin Feng.
It's too strong, and the strong don't give people a way to live!
Such an excellent man, such a high-quality song, let alone hide it from everyone to know that this is Brother Lin.
Even if the singer is a beggar, as long as he sings it, he will definitely be able to complete this challenge!
What's more, Lin Feng's singing skills are already superb!
They even felt that there was no need to hide it at all, and they could start the live broadcast directly.
the other side.
Magic City.
Yuan Yu is also singing, he has already sung two songs.
Compared with Lin Feng, he is more professional.
The so-called professional, refers not to singing skills and typhoons.
It is the ability to communicate with pedestrians.
Plus his two songs are really good.
After the two songs were sung, there was already more than two hundred dollars in the box in front of him.
"I sang two songs in a row, I'm a little tired, let me rest for a while and drink some water."
Yuan Yu sat down and picked up the water to drink, when his phone vibrated.
Take it out and take a look, it's a group of small hearts.
This is a group in their circle, with members ranging from third-tier to first-tier singers.
"Lao Yuan, bulls!"
"These songs were sung by Lao Yuan?"
"It's definitely him, there can be no one else!"
"It's original, it's street singing, and it's just this time, who else can be besides him?"
"Your sister's Lao Yuan, you have kept so many good songs privately. Anyway, sell me one!"
"Old Yuan is still strong, I cried when I heard that song just now."
"Me too, I'm really crying, Lao Yuan's skill has reached a natural level."
"If it hadn't been analyzed that it was Lao Yuan, I really thought it was the national team that would have ended up."
Yuan Yu looked at the discussion and was stunned for a moment, then smiled, but he didn't reply.
Indeed, it is original, street singing, and has such high singing skills, and it is still at this point in time.
They can guess, and it's normal.
Looking at the praise from his friends in the circle, his vanity has been greatly satisfied.
What's up, buddy?
He suddenly thought of Lin Feng.
He also chose this last wish.
Yuan Yu smiled lightly, with a confident expression on his face: "It's a pity Lin Feng, this time, I'm going to lead you."
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[The second is writing, ask for a ticket].