Originally, he wanted to take a look at the guest room upstairs, but it was not yet noon, and it was uncertain whether Zhang Sibing had booked it for himself, so Han Qi did not go up, but turned back and walked down the stairs, looking for a place to eat first.
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While I was on the street, my cell phone rang.
"Hello."
"Xiao Han, it's me. I want to discuss the past two days with you. Where are you?"
It was Dai Jun's voice, and his tone was a little urgent.
"I'm just downstairs in the hotel."
Han Qi hasn't gone far yet. This is the most prosperous area in the county, so there are many places where Han Qi can have breakfast. He is looking for them.
"Then just wait for me outside the Jinyu Building. I'll be right over."
After hanging up the phone, Han Qi was a little worried.
Don't let me sing.
After all, it was 50,000 yuan, which Han Qi still valued. If he relied entirely on street performances, Han Qi felt that it would take at least a month of singing to earn so much money.
In any case, this phone call made Han Qi lose half of his good mood, and he returned to the hotel worriedly.
A few minutes later, a BMW stopped on the side of the road, and Dai Jun got out alone.
"Xiao Han."
"Sister Jun, why do you want to see me so early?"
Dai Jun looked around and found a bun shop in front of him: "Have you eaten yet? Let's talk while eating."
He happened to have no time to eat, so Han Qi nodded and walked into the store with Dai Jun.
After ordering something good, Dai Jun said: "It's like this, the old man is celebrating his birthday this year. When he was young, he was an art soldier and loved singing and listening to music. That's why we invited you to sing a few songs after hearing you sing."
Han Qi nodded and said, "I know, Brother Zhang has already told me."
"Yeah, but who knew your brother Zhang also thought the same way? He invited a singer over."
"Ah? Then I won't sing?"
At this time, the clerk came up with the steamed buns and soy milk they ordered. The hot steamed buns exuded a charming aroma, but Han Qi had no appetite at all now and just wanted to know if he had blown away the 50,000 yuan.
"No, it's just that you can't sing the songs I told you. After all, they hired original singers. You should go on stage a little earlier and sing a few songs you are most familiar with to liven up the atmosphere.
Yes, we can trust your level."
"You invited Mr. Li Qinwen?"
Among the songs Dai Jun discussed with him, three of them were sung by Mr. Li Qinwen, a singer who was active thirty years ago and a national team leader who came from a cultural troupe.
However, now that the art troupe has been cancelled, this old man has not made much noise in the twenty years since he entered the new era.
Han Qi also got to know this person because he had to sing a few songs.
When a poor man discovered that he could earn tens of thousands of dollars by singing a few songs, the energy he unleashed was terrifying. Not to mention that Han Qi went to find the original singers of several songs, and now he even sang several songs in a row.
The creative background of the song can be told in detail.
Dai Jun nodded and said: "Yes, they also have intentions... We did this wrong. After all, we didn't know it before."
"It's okay." Han Qi shook his head and said, "It's all about singing, it's okay."
As long as you don't want to drive me away, it's tens of thousands of dollars after all.
Han Qi was still thinking about the family background of this family, how they were willing to pay tens of thousands of yuan, and even hired a professional singer to perform... Although the singer's asking price may not be very high,
But after all, he is a senior in the circle, so he will not accept everyone's invitation.
Dai Jun felt relieved when he saw that there was no disgusted expression on Han Qi's face.
She really likes Han Qi's performance, and according to her husband's analysis, this handsome young man is likely to enter the entertainment industry and soon become famous with his unique voice, so she is also thinking of marrying him first.
good karma.
Dai Jun clicked on his phone for a while and transferred 30,000 yuan to Han Qi.
"This is the deposit. I will give you the remaining thirty thousand after the singing tomorrow night."
"Isn't this only 60,000?"
"The extra 10,000 yuan can be considered as our compensation."
"..."
What compensation is there for this...
But let's make this compensation come more violently.
After pretending to refuse, Han Qi quickly accepted the offer of 60,000 yuan for singing a song. In fact, it was difficult for him to refuse the extra 10,000 yuan justly. After all, he had to rely on himself.
I have to work hard in exchange for reward, and at most I can be more serious at night.
After all, he is too poor.
After lending Zhang Shuhao a sum of money as a means of transportation home, Han Qi had little money in his pocket. He felt that his money would always be hovering around five thousand. Even if it was sometimes a little more, it would soon be reduced to five thousand.
Less than a thousand.
In the next few hours, Han Qi sat in the teahouse and watched TV for a while. At four o'clock in the afternoon, he came to the hotel with his guitar.
Tomorrow is a relatively simple birthday. There are not many programs. Zhang Sibing and his wife originally thought there would be no programs at all, so they invited Han Qi to come here to sing some old songs to make the old man happy.
But they didn't expect that there were relatives in the family who had made similar decisions to them, so there were two singers.
He has to come to rehearsal today.
The Zhang family rented this hotel for two days, and started decorating the venue after lunch today. It was just finished, and Han Qi came here almost as soon as they finished it.
Zhang Sibing saw Han Qi walking upstairs and shouted quickly: "Xiao Han, you're here so early."
Han Qi walked over with a smile and said, "There's nothing to do anyway, so just come here early. Brother Zhang, are you finished?"
"Well, it's just been done. The microphone and sound are roughly adjusted. How about you go up and give it a try now?"
There was a young man next to him who was very similar to Zhang Sibing and said, "Yeah, I've already done it anyway, tried it early and finished the meal... My name is Zhang Size, hello."
"Hello, hello." Han Qi stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
This man spoke politely, but his eyes were not polite at all, as if Han Qi was a liar who defrauded their family of their money.
But what I mean is, I am a strong person.
He wouldn't get angry and yell like the protagonist in a novel that I won't serve him anymore! Then he would transfer the money back and leave here. After riding for more than half a month, his heart was much tougher than before, and it was nothing to receive a little cold shoulder.
Taking out his guitar, Han Qi walked onto the stage.
The sound effect is very good, the radio is good, and there is no noise like inferior equipment.
I played a random tune and continued to test the sound, and then Han Qi started singing.
"I have escaped the pain and am no longer the same as before. But I am sinking..."
This is a new song that just came out not long ago. Since she couldn't sing the songs that she had planned before, Han Qi chose songs that she had listened to more during this period to sing.
Zhang Size frowned when he heard the tune. It wasn't because Han Qi didn't sing well, but because this song was obviously not suitable to be sung on an elderly person's birthday.
"Wait a minute." As soon as Han Qi started singing, he stopped immediately.
Han Qi stopped and looked at him.
Zhang Size crossed his arms and said, "For another song, my grandfather likes to listen to songs about southern Yunnan, operas, and revolutionary songs. Let's forget about modern songs. After all, many of the people coming tomorrow are elderly and don't like noisy ones."
