After returning to the hotel late at night that day, Han Qi put his phone on the table and prepared to record his first video.

However, a rookie is a rookie. Even though he is used to the feeling of performing in front of passers-by when singing, he still doesn't know what he should say in the current situation, so he stares at his phone for a long time.

Turn off the recording and turn it on again.

"Today is July 20th. The weather in Jincheng was cloudy yesterday, and today it turned into a big sun again... Fortunately, we only went to Chunxi Road to sing in the evening, and the sun had already set off at that time... Well... I don't know what to say, so I'll sing a song for you first."

Han Qi began to get nervous, but judging from his experience in singing over the past few days, there is nothing that a song cannot relieve.

If there is.

Then sing another song.

This time I sang an old song, which was said to be an old song, but it was actually a song from 2000 years later. The style was relatively warm. Han Qi liked this song very much when he was in junior high school. But later the group of singing this song disbanded, and when he grew up, he realized that it was because of an internal relationship.

After singing a song, Han Qi calmed down his mood.

"I am a tourist who left my home and traveled everywhere. Today's video should be considered part of my travel vlog. I originally wanted to chat with everyone, but today it was too late..." Having said this, Han Qi yawned.

"Let's just say this first, see you next video."

There are a lot of people on Chunxi Road today. It was already past three o'clock when Han Qi returned to the hotel. Except for the night owls who often stayed up late at this time, anyone else would feel sleepy, even if Han Qi slept until noon yesterday before getting up.

Close recording.

Han Qi went to take a shower and then lay on the bed to see his shooting effect.

Some places still need to be cut.

Seeing himself singing gently in the video, Han Qi fell asleep unknowingly, his phone slid down the pillow along the pillow. Five minutes after the video was played, the screen dimmed and the whole room finally became quiet.

It's four o'clock now.

Han Qi lived for twenty years and finally realized the hard work of making money. He slept soundly and started to scream in a rare way.

In his dream, he returned to his home. His mother prepared his favorite dish for himself. His father also made a dish of fat sausage for Han Qi. The family of three had no arguments and sat on the table and had a meal.

It's better to be at home, Han Qi thought to himself.

Even though my father was so strict with him, he never let himself go to bed so late.

In sleep, the real time passes by rapidly.

After the moon set, the sun quickly rose and shone its sunlight through the window on Han Qi's face. The strong stimulation of the light forced Han Qi to reach out to block the sunlight and woke up in a daze.

"I'm dreaming?"

Han Qi looked at the scene around him and understood.

"Yes, it would be right for my father to be so good. Alas, I don't know when I will be able to go back."

Get out of bed after dressing.

It was not without benefits that I was busy until so late yesterday. There were many passers-by and the rewards were also high. I went to Wang Zhengyi downstairs to settle the bill... It was actually more than 5,000 yuan. I wonder which rich man directly rewarded 1,000 yuan.

If Han Qi knew about it in advance, he would definitely shout: "Thank you for the Rockets you sent out!"

I just don’t know if saying this will destroy my image in the eyes of others. You should know that in the videos about me on Douyin, Han Qi saw the most: "I feel sorry for my brother, I don’t know how much I have experienced to sing such a song..."

Han Qi really wanted to say: "These are all other people's songs."

He has the ability to write songs himself, but he has such free time there these days. He either travels or makes money every day. When he gets home, he either goes home at two o'clock or three o'clock in the morning. He falls asleep when he is so tired.

I went downstairs to get a rental trip to Jiuyan Bridge.

It's leaving today. Han Qi bought an afternoon flight ticket to Lijiang... It's not that Han Qi is so arrogant that he doesn't take a train to take a plane. He doesn't know why he can't buy a train ticket today. What he can buy is a hundred yuan more expensive than a plane ticket.

It’s only more than 300 flights, but you dare to believe the train tickets cost 400?

When he arrived at Wang Zheng’s shop, he really opened the door.

And he was not the only one, and there was a little girl sitting next to the piano in the store. She looked like she was about ten years old, wearing a plaid skirt and a ladies shirt, and her hair was finished with a ponytail... Anyway, she was a very delicate child.

Han Qi entered the door and said, "Hey, is this the little princess from that family coming to you?"

According to him, Wang Zheng has a girlfriend, but he is not married.

"It's my student." Wang Zheng said weakly, "I forgot that she would come here today, otherwise I would have left early yesterday."

The girl spoke: "Sorry, I've caused trouble for the teacher."

“No trouble.”

Wang Zheng cheered up and told the child about the mistake he had played just now. Han Qi sat aside and watched many guitars hanging on the wall by Wang Zheng. After waiting for about twenty minutes, Wang Zheng came over and asked, "Are you going to go?"

"How do you know?"

He smiled and said, "Didn't you say it two days ago? And if you don't leave, you won't come to me at this time."

Han Qi snapped his fingers, pointed at Wang Zheng and said, "Smart."

"Stupid boy." Wang Zheng envied Han Qi's current enthusiasm. He looked up at his wall full of guitars, stood on a stool and took down a guitar. "How about the tone of this guitar?"

Han Qi took it and started to bounce it, but soon felt something was wrong.

This guitar hasn't been tuned for a long time.

So Han Qi retuned and soon started playing again.

"There are some minor problems. It has not been maintained for too long. It's just a good piano."

At least it was better than the 3,500 piano that Han Qi saw when he first came here. Han Qi asked, "How much?"

"No money, this is what I used to use, I gave it to you."

"How can that work? How about 3500?"

Han Qi still doesn't know what brand of this piano is, but the sound quality is better than that of 3500. The only thing that has lost the price is that he is a second-hand piano, but Han Qi doesn't think this will lose the value of the guitar.

"I have a new guitar. You can use it. If you don't use it, it will be kept. I can't sell it."

Wang Zheng also considered it. He would definitely not accept giving a new one directly to him with Han Qi's personality. This guitar was used by me when I was practicing piano before. Giving it to Han Qi is more meaningful, and it can be said to be a gift from a friend.

"Oh well."

It's really been useless for a long time, and Han Qi can feel it.

Carrying a guitar bag, Han Qi greeted the two people in the store and said, "Then I'll leave?"

The little girl behavedly and said to Han Qi. Han Qi also smiled and waved her hand. Wang Zheng simply rushed out and turned back into the store... I hope you can become famous in the future. There is a saying by the ancients that you should be famous as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!