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55, it's decided, Tianqiao sells and sings! Get it together! (Thanks to o Jianhui, book friend's

"Sir? Did you just say how much it would cost to take a boat to the old pier?"

Next to the dock, Wang Hao glanced at the old dock area a thousand meters away, and then at the boatman in front of him who was wearing a bamboo hat and a hookah in his mouth. His face was full of shock!

Hearing this, the old boatman raised his eyebrows and said: "One hundred and three people are absolutely innocent."

Wang Hao said helplessly: "Isn't it? One hundred and thirty for such a small distance? Uncle, is this price a little too expensive?"

If it weren't for the sign "Strictly prohibited from entering the water, violations will be punished" hanging on the shore, Wang Hao would have even thought of swimming over.

Isn't it just a kilometer? According to his water nature, it only takes a few minutes to get there, so why should he suffer this "killing knife"?

The old boatman glared at him, waved his hand and said: "You can actually choose not to go to the old pier. My boat fare includes sea surface cleaning fees, tourist sightseeing fees, and personal safety insurance fees. Otherwise, why do you think you are doing this?

expensive?"

"That's it..."

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Hao suddenly realized.

No wonder the market supervision bureau didn't come forward to take charge. It turns out there is such a saying.

"Okay, sir, please be busy first. I'll find a way to get some money." Wang Hao waved his hand and left the dock.

The top priority now is to board the old dock and fill our stomachs, and to do these two things inevitably requires money.

Therefore, Wang Hao was going to use another skill he had obtained in the previous lottery.

King of Ballads: "The Ordinary Road"

"Singing and singing on the street, isn't this what I'm good at?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and headed back the way he came.

When he passed a pedestrian bridge before, he saw many anchors broadcasting live on the bridge. Maybe he could take advantage of that group of people.



Soon, Wang Hao returned to the overpass.

As expected, the group of anchors were still making noisy noises on the overpass at this time. They were trying to gain popularity in this alternative way and at the same time receive a lot of rewards.

After standing in the crowd of onlookers and observing for a moment, Wang Hao finally chose his target.

It was a young man with a short haircut and an acoustic guitar in his hand.

Ordinary white short-sleeved shirts, ordinary ripped jeans, ordinary sneakers...

At this time, he was sitting on the edge of the group of anchors, and he looked inconspicuous. If it weren't for the fact that there was a mobile phone holder in front of him, Wang Hao would have thought that he was also a bystander like himself.

During the live broadcast, his eyes scanned the group of anchors from time to time, learning their exaggerated movements and the way they spoke when asking for gifts.

It's a pity that those exaggerated movements looked so stiff after they were shown on him, and they had no effect on increasing his popularity at all.

As for those asking for gifts... He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"Why!"

The young man sighed and looked at the acoustic guitar in his hand with dull eyes, as if he was thinking about whether the path he chose was the right one.

"Brother, don't be discouraged. Where have you come from? Don't tell me that you are ready to give up!"

Um?

The sudden sound stunned Liu Wenqin. He subconsciously raised his head, only to find that an unfamiliar face had appeared in front of him.

"Who are you……"

"Hello, my name is Wang Hao."

Looking at the young man in front of him who was about the same age as himself, Wang Hao reached out his hand enthusiastically.

He didn't know why, but in a daze, he actually saw himself in the young man in front of him from his previous life!

When I was young, I had high morale and firmly believed that I would be successful, so I decided to leave my hometown and go to a big city to make a career!

It's a pity that the high-spirited fighting spirit was shattered in the face of the cruel reality, and in the end, only melancholy was left.

And isn’t the young man in front of me the same version of myself who just stepped out of society?

"Hello... hello, my name is Liu Wenqin. What can I do for you?"

After taking a look at Wang Hao's outfit, Liu Wenqin's eyes were a little dodgey, and his voice unconsciously weakened a lot.

Although I don't know the person in front of me, just looking at the other person's appearance, it is obvious that he is not a being that I can compare with.

Wang Hao pointed to the mobile phone holder in front of him and said: "You are live broadcasting now, right? I would like to borrow your guitar and the audience in your live broadcast room. Isn't it convenient?"

Borrow a guitar?

Borrow live broadcast room viewers?

Liu Wenqin was stunned again. What kind of request was this? Is it because he wanted to gain attention from fans?

However, the number of online viewers in his live broadcast room is only about a hundred, and even the number of fans is only a pitiful 13,467. What's there to worry about?

"It's convenient, if you want to use it, just use it."

Liu Wenqin was quite generous and handed over the guitar without saying anything.

In his opinion, his popularity has already reached an extremely low level. Perhaps because of Wang Hao's arrival, he will be able to suddenly rise to prominence?

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had completed the change of positions.

Wang Hao excitedly carried his guitar and came to where Liu Wenqin was standing just now. However, when he saw the pitiful number of people online in the live broadcast room, his expression suddenly froze.

"Just a few people?"

"Ahem," Liu Wenqin blushed slightly and replied sheepishly, "I just started live broadcasting for a few days, and my popularity is not that high."

"Oh! That's right..."

Wang Hao nodded, his eyes suddenly fixed on the two cameramen among the crowd of spectators.

He waved his hand to the camera and said directly: "I don't know how many brothers will watch my recording of the show, but I think there should be tens of thousands of people, right?"

"Everyone, please help me. Brother, I need 130 for the boat fare urgently. Those who have money can come and support me, and those who have no money can also come and support me individually."

With that said, Wang Hao said the name of Liu Wenqin's quick sound.

"Wind Dog Boy Liu Wenqin!"

At this time, following Wang Hao's words, Liu Wenqin on the side was immediately stunned.

If Wang Hao hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have even noticed that there were two cameras in the crowd looking at him!

What are you doing? Recording a show?

Hey? Who is this person?

Just when Liu Wenqin was secretly guessing Wang Hao's identity, the next moment, what happened in the live broadcast room made him widen his eyes!

One second ago, the number of online viewers was only 103, but the next moment after Wang Hao finished speaking, the number of online viewers exceeded 10,000 in the blink of an eye.

And what’s even more frightening is that this number is still rising!

Twenty thousand... thirty thousand... fifty thousand... one hundred thousand... two hundred thousand...



"Fuck!!! Four hundred thousand!!!"

The sudden shouting next to his ears immediately attracted Wang Hao's attention. He was adjusting the guitar strings and subconsciously looked up.

What comes into view is a dense barrage!

"Brother Hao! We are here!"

"Hey, I'm here to give you some money. I'll give you five rockets first!"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm here to cheer people up. I've already forwarded the live broadcast to my circle of friends."

"Twenty rockets, I wish Brother Hao to win the first place!"

"Thirty rockets, I want to hear Brother Hao sing a song!"

"Brother Hao, I saw you tuning the guitar just now. Do you have any new songs you want to sing for us?"

"Damn it! Then I have to look forward to it first! The initial T just now was too hot and explosive, but the radio effect was not very good. I hope Brother Hao can go to the recording studio to record the live version again after the recording of the program is over.

.”

"..."

The live broadcast room was noisy, and Liu Wenqin was dazzled by the barrage and gifts that filled the screen.

Especially when he saw that the number of online viewers had exceeded 600,000, he was shocked and his mind went blank. He seemed to be frightened.

Just one sentence, and it actually attracted 600,000 viewers?

What kind of strength is this?

Who is this person?

Before Liu Wenqin could react from his dazed state, he heard Wang Hao on the side slowly say: "Okay, let's stop with the gifts for a while."

"The song I'm going to sing next is called "The Ordinary Road." This is a song suitable for listening to quietly."

"I believe that everyone has been frivolous and frivolous at one time or another, but most people's frivolity and pride will eventually be defeated when faced with the cruel reality."

"Some people will choose to face difficulties, but some people choose to perish."

"The road leading to our dreams is difficult and may be full of thorns, but I firmly believe that as long as we persevere and persevere through this road full of suffering and hardship, the future will be infinitely bright!"

After the words fell, Wang Hao's fingers began to play with the guitar strings in his hand.

At this time, there was silence in the live broadcast room.

All 600,000 viewers chose to obey Wang Hao's request. They no longer bought gifts or continued to send barrages, but quietly waited for the song "The Ordinary Road" in front of the screen.

Seeing this scene, Liu Wenqin on the side was once again shocked and his eyes widened.

When he chose to enter the live broadcasting industry, he also understood the "market" in it, and even went out of his way to learn the live broadcasting methods of the top anchors on several platforms when he had nothing to do.

There are many singing anchors among them.

But most of the live broadcast rooms of those anchors are a bit chaotic, and their fans can be said to be of different levels, and they are simply unable to "give orders and prohibitions" like Wang Hao!

This also made Liu Wenqin more and more curious. He wanted to know what kind of magic power this man had? How could he make 600,000 people obedient?

At this time, as the guitar intro played, Wang Hao's voice slowly sounded.

"[Wandering on the road~

Do you want to leave via via~

Fragile and proud~

That was also what I looked like~】"

The faint guitar sound sounded together with Wang Hao's diffuse singing voice, which was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the live broadcast room.

With the blessing of the "variable voice", Wang Hao's voice flows into the hearts of all listeners like a clear spring.

These four simple lyrics make everyone who listens imagine a young man with a backpack on his back, starry eyes, and an infinitely arrogant youth facing the future!
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