More and more people gathered, but no one went to the store.
Han Qi miscalculated.
He knew that every time he performed, he would quickly gather a large number of people, and he thought that the business in the store would also get better. But he did not expect that many people who entered the store would sit there for two hours in a row.
Of the group of people who entered at the beginning, only about ten people left halfway through.
The onlookers saw that the seats were full and did not go in.
It's so nice to stand outside. It's cloudy today, there's not much sun, and it's not raining.
Nine songs were drawn, and Han Qi sang one of them today.
Others were all singing classic songs from the past. One of them, "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen, was sung to the climax by the people present. Han Qi saw that many people were putting money into the tray.
Lost fifty pounds.
Seeing that the time was approaching five o'clock, Han Qi sang the rain melody again, and then sat down to rest.
Singing on the street like this, if you plan to go all out every time, will be more tiring than a concert that lasts four or five hours. At least you will have many opportunities to chat with people during the concert. If not, how many more can you find?
A friend helps.
"Is it over?" someone asked.
Han Qi nodded:
"That's almost it. I'm going to watch a show tonight. If you like the songs I sing, you can search for my name on YouTube. My name is Han Qi. There should be seven or eight hours of singing videos. Thank you for your likes. I'm good at it.
It’s limited, it’s a waste of your time.”
Many people's lips twitched when they heard this sentence.
Is this still a limited level?
If it weren't for today's bad radio reception, all the songs Han Qi sang this time would be the best live performances on the Internet, surpassing the original ones.
Versailles was constantly mentioned in the live broadcast barrage.
Chinese netizens actually have more say. They listen to more of Han Qi's songs, from "Once Upon a Time" to the just-released "One Meat and One Vegetarian". They already know Han Qi's voice very well. They don't know Han Qi.
I have many, but none of them have anything to do with his songs.
Han Qi's songs are more popular than himself, and every song reaches the top of the song charts after it is released.
An uncle who was very close to Han Qi had just arrived. He was a Chinese man who was traveling to England with his wife. He managed to get to the front, and then he heard that Han Qi stopped singing.
"It would be better if we walked faster just now." The woman complained behind him.
"Who knew Han Qi was here?" The uncle said to Han Qi with a grimace, "Brother Han, we are all your fans, can we take a photo together?"
He has thought clearly that there will be many opportunities to listen to the song in the future. If his wife really wants to listen, she can just spend more money to buy tickets when Han Qi goes on stage again, but not everyone has the opportunity to take a photo.
, the right time, right place, right people and the right people are indispensable.
Han Qi nodded first, then frowned and looked at the group of foreigners who were reluctant to leave.
Another person captured by singing...
Han Qi said in Mandarin: "Of course you can, but not now. What are your plans for a while? I'm going to the Victoria Concert Hall now. You can come with me first and then shoot when there are fewer people."
"Okay, okay!! We're fine."
the woman said excitedly.
This couple is quite interesting. The uncle looks to be in his forties, and the woman is most likely under thirty.
And with makeup on, he looks like a college student, so some people may believe him.
But Han Qi saw that their communication style was indeed that of a couple or a couple. This was the reason why Han Qi agreed. He was not willing to take photos with those who cheated. And it would not sound good if word spread. After all, the photos were taken.
After Han Qi apologized to the group of people again, he returned to the store, and the two people followed him.
"Hopson, I lost."
Hopson nodded expressionlessly, then looked at the plate brought in by Han Qi.
This is the plate used for serving food. It is square and very large. When Hobson went to choose, he deliberately chose the largest one, so as not to make it easier for himself or to recruit waiters so that he would not have to go a second time. Before today, he had always felt that this plate
Very big.
But...it's too small.
I couldn't even hold the money in it, and it would spill out when the wind blew it.
Han Qi saw that Hopson was in a daze and reminded him again: "Hopson? I lost. What was your turnover yesterday? I will compensate you."
"Yesterday..." Hobson pretended to remember.
He was thinking about whether to quote more. Yesterday's turnover was 500. How about quoting 1,000 pounds? It is estimated that 1,000 pounds would be more than the reward on the dinner plate. But what he saw was that the group of people were fifty
Those who are fifty keep throwing them in.
While listening to the song, he almost wanted to give Han Qi a tip, but he had to hold it back with great difficulty.
Before he opened his mouth, Lily saw that the boss had been silent, so she said: "Yesterday there were 477 in total. Today should be a little more than yesterday in the evening. But Mr. Han Qi, you don't have to worry now. What you bet with the boss is today's
Sales have doubled, and it’s only five o’clock now.”
When Hopeson saw that the plan was stillborn, he kept a straight face.
"This is your fault, Lily. We have to recognize the reality. How can today's turnover be doubled? Mr. Han Qi is leaving."
"But those people haven't left yet." Lily pointed at the people outside.
People who had listened to Han Qi's singing were already queuing up spontaneously. The first few people in the queue were in the store and kept listening to their conversations.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on them, and the first person said: "I originally wanted to taste the taste of the store that this singer likes, but now it seems that you have made a bet, boss, this
You will lose next time."
The second person said: "Yes, yes, there is a long queue behind me."
Han Qi took one look and almost jumped into the river.
Hopeson lost his temper. He wanted his store to be more famous than to earn cash. People who can open a restaurant in this location are not simple-minded. He immediately patted Lily on the head and shouted:
"Then why don't you go work at the front desk!"
Lily was very unhappy and left with a pout. She was just a high school student working part-time. If Hopeson hadn't been her uncle, she wouldn't have been willing to come over.
Han Qi saw that they were both busy and had nothing to do with themselves, so he wanted to leave first and walk slowly over there. He could also see if there were any European snacks on the way.
Hopson saw this and ran out in two steps, chasing Han Qi and shouting: "Mr. Han Qi, Mr. Han Qi, you can't leave. Didn't we make a bet? If the revenue exceeds double, I will return the money."
I have to treat you to dinner."
"Let's see you another day. See you again."
Hopson ran in front of Han Qi and said:
"How can we meet again by chance? Although everyone knows that I, Hopeson, will always lose in bets, but everyone also knows my credibility. I said that I will treat you to a supper today. Why don't you leave me your contact information?"
His expression was very funny when he spoke. Han Qi was also happy and nodded: "That's okay."
Hopson took out his mobile phone and asked: "Do you have WhatsApp?"
"Use Facebook."
"Okay." Hopson followed suit.
He was thinking about when Han Qi would sing again.
Looking at Han Qi's performance today, Hobson felt that Han Qi probably liked singing very much, so next time he sings, he can still sing in front of my store. This is the best place in the entire Thames River, with more people than
Other streets are much larger.
After adding friends, Han Qi stared at the navigation and walked towards the concert hall.
Two people followed behind. The girl looked at Han Qi looking down at his mobile phone and hesitated to speak.
Aren't you afraid of hitting something?
And you don’t have to stare at the map all the time. Just take a look at the straight line. Waiting until you are about to turn and take out your phone to take a look at it will have the same effect.
She secretly told her husband what she thought.
The man whispered back: "Don't ask about other people's affairs. I just don't know where Han Qi is going."
"I'm going to the Victoria Recital Hall. I bought a ticket. There's an Irish step dance group performing tonight."
The girl opened her mouth in surprise.
We said you could hear it even if we spoke so quietly, so did you also hear it when I complained about the way you read the map just now?
Not sure if he sensed the girl's thoughts, Han Qi smiled and replied: "I'm a bit of a road addict. If I keep walking without looking at the navigation, there is a high probability that I will go wrong. And I guess he is gifted. I have very good peripheral vision."
It’s amazing, you can see everything around you clearly.”
Oh my God, I really heard it!
Han Qi looked around and said, "Are you going to see the show? If not, do you want to take a group photo here?"
"We're going!" The girl nodded like crazy.
"You can go." The man said.
Han Qi felt more relaxed when they looked at the navigation guide and guided the way. Originally, he wanted to take a taxi, but Han Qi didn't agree. If he wanted to take a taxi, he left at six o'clock. He left earlier just to walk more
, take a look at the street scenes in London.
"Everything is good about London, except that it often rains during this period," Han Qi said.
"This place is also known as the Fog City. The air in this part of the UK is very humid, so it often rains. By the way, we haven't introduced ourselves yet, have we? My name is Liu Lei, and she is my wife Wang Xiaolin."
"Brother Liu should be a big boss, right?" Han Qi asked.
"I opened a small company, so I'm not considered a big boss."
This old cow eats young grass too young. How could it be possible if it has no ability?
But Han Qi couldn't say anything. In fact, he was quite envious. He wondered if there would be a young eighteen-year-old girl who would like him when he was in his forties or fifties. Then he thought that he and Brother Liu were probably the same person.
race people.
His wife is at least an adult, and his girlfriend has not yet gone to college.
I also ate it quite tenderly.
Wang Xiaolin is very interested in Han Qi's life. No star she has met before is as simple as Han Qi. She doesn't take anyone with her when traveling to the airport, and she doesn't participate in programs in China. Such a big star is still abroad.
Be a street singer.
"Mr. Han, I'd better call you Brother Han. Brother Han, why do you want to perform on the street? With your ability, a concert will be very popular."
"I was originally a street singer. I had thought about holding a concert before, but gradually the idea faded away. It would be too embarrassing to hold a concert based on just my few songs."
Wang Xiaolin was very amused by what Han Qi said, and said with a smile: "If your songs are still embarrassing, other singers should go back to raising pigs. I really like the song "Once Upon a Time" written by you, Brother Han. It reminds me of
Many former friends.”
Former friends.
After she fell in love with Liu Lei, she had no friends.
No one of her age believed that she and Liu Lei were in a free relationship, regardless of whether they were men or women. In fact, men were fine, especially her former female friends, who turned against each other and said bad things to each other.
That's why she travels to escape the hail of bullets in the country.
Han Qi looked at her with a sad look in her eyes. He wanted to say something to comfort her but didn't know what to say, so he sang softly.
The three of them walked for forty minutes and arrived at the door of the Victoria Concert Hall.
Tickets are still available. This concert hall is designed to accommodate 5,000 people while pursuing ultimate comfort. If you want more, it can accommodate 8,000 spectators under normal circumstances. And a performance by a foreign tap dance group
Obviously you can't sell out the tickets.
The promotional poster outside the Victoria Concert Hall is very handsome, especially the man with a very smooth figure.
"Dance of the King?" Liu Lei had never heard of it. He had only heard of Riverdance. "What is the relationship between Dance of the King and Riverdance? Their names are very similar."
"Um, I haven't heard of it."
Liu Lei nodded, looked at his young wife again, and sighed: "Yes, you are too young, I guess you have forgotten. In the past Spring Festival Gala, people from the Irish Tap Dance Troupe were invited to perform, and the dance was Riverdance.
.”
Han Qi had no impression at all.
Entering the venue early, Han Qi found his place separately from them.
In the front row on the second floor, when you sit down, you can hold your arms on the railing and look at the stage below you.
The straight-line distance between here and the stage is estimated to be second only to the first few rows of seats downstairs, and the audio-visual effect is the best in the entire concert hall.
Holding the piping hot coffee I just bought, playing with my phone, I quietly waited for the show to start.
After watching animation for a while, the light in the concert hall gradually dimmed.
There were many colorful lights on the stage, giving the plain stage a mysterious beauty.
He put away his cell phone and started drinking the still-warm coffee without knowing why.
Someone appears on the stage.
First, there was a man in black clothes, running from the edge of the stage to the center of the stage with his head held high and his chest high - yes, he was running, and he was very fast. Although Han Qi could see his movements clearly,
But how did this person keep his feet on the ground and move so fast?
Han Qi watched it carefully for five minutes.
These five minutes are basically scenes of them dancing. The music played by the Irish bagpipe is very nice, accompanied by the sound of leather shoes hitting the floor. It is light, lively, free and full of rhythm.
The gradually accelerating pace also made the audience hold their breath involuntarily.
Han Qi still doesn’t understand the form of tap dance, because so far no human voice has appeared to explain the meaning of the picture.
But the picture has completely shown what they want to say.
So far, what they have performed is a beautiful dream, which can be analyzed from the fast dance, beautiful performance costumes, and cheerful and dreamy tunes. This kind of thing that can make the audience think is the real art
.
Rather than being like many modern directors who are not good enough, they can't wait to type what they want to say into words and play it directly for you on the screen.
