Chapter 340 Sing a song, this money belongs to you
Chapter 340 The money for singing a song is yours
In the previous life, Mo Chuyao was Li Xinghe's favorite female singer, and Xu Yizhou was his favorite male singer.
It can be said that Xu Yizhou is the most talented among young singers. He writes all lyrics, music and singing by himself.
Xu Yizhou's road to fame is not a bumpy one. He graduated from a medical university, but he turned his hobby into his main business.
In college, in addition to studying, Xu Yizhou was interested in music creation. He also anonymously posted several songs he composed on pop music forums, gaining many fans.
Afterwards, he was discovered by music producers. He released many albums and became famous in the music industry. He devoted all his energy to writing songs and creating music. It only took three years for the rookie in the music industry to reach the top and become a talent that the music industry is competing for.
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Other singers started to get involved in the film and television industry after becoming famous, but Xu Yizhou was very different. No matter how profitable other circles were, he never thought about crossing over. This also made Xu Yizhou a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry.
Li Xinghe has been fond of Xu Yizhou since high school, and will buy it whenever he releases an album. After the Internet exploded, musicians gradually stopped releasing albums, but Xu Yizhou still focused on his own music world.
This point alone made Li Xinghe admire him very much.
Young Xu Yizhou does have a face that girls like, but he is low-key and doesn't like to appear on the big screen.
At this time, Xu Yizhou was probably in the initial stage of making music, and no one knew that he was the famous original creator in pop music forums.
Xu Yizhou himself likes to travel, and Blue Ocean must be a stop on his journey. In this way, allowing more people to experience his original music is a free and easy way of life.
"Well, do you know him?"
Xu Yiman asked curiously.
Li Xinghe nodded and shook his head, "Did you know that Voice was very popular on music forums some time ago?"
"Well, I've heard that he is a very powerful original musician and very talented, but because he is anonymous, no one knows who he is."
As he said that, Xu Yiman suddenly widened his eyes and said happily: "You mean, this person is Voice?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down."
Li Xinghe hissed softly and felt relieved when no one noticed.
Xu Yiman covered her mouth and looked at Xu Yizhou in disbelief.
"This man is so powerful, why would he come to the street to sing?"
"Maybe it has something to do with his low-key, casual, free and easy personality!"
While talking, Xu Yizhou played the guitar lightly and started singing an original song.
Many passers-by were attracted by the low singing voice and stopped to enjoy it.
In his previous life, Li Xinghe had listened to all of Xu Yizhou's songs, but he had never heard of original improvised songs like this.
Although it's not as mature as the later album-only songs, it still sounds unique.
The lingering sound lingered in my ears for three days. This is really how it feels.
Just when everyone was immersed in the singing, a discordant voice sounded.
"What kind of nonsense are you singing about?
Change one!"
A middle-aged man with a big belly and a greasy face pointed at Xu Yizhou and shouted: "Sing a sweet song to my little darling."
As he said that, the man put his arms around the beautiful girl next to him. She looked like she was only in her early twenties. Those who didn't know better thought they were father and daughter!
"Ouch! I want to hear the tornado!"
said my little girlfriend Jiao Didi.
"Um?
What song is Tornado?”
People around could not help but cover their mouths and snicker. From the two songs, you can see how big the generation gap between the two is.
“It’s Brother Lung’s latest single!”
"Haha... Okay, okay, let's change it to this song."
The man laughed a few times and shouted to Xu Yizhou: "Did you hear that?
Just sing Tornado, and if my little darling is satisfied, I will reward you more."
After singing the song, Xu Yizhou looked up at the two of them and said coldly: "I don't sing other people's songs."
"Why are you pretending to be noble?
As a street singer, if someone gives you money, can you just stop singing?
Do you still want to make money?"
The man mocked.
"People just want to hear about tornadoes!"
The little girlfriend said coquettishly.
"Fifty!"
The man took out a note and threw it at Xu Yizhou's feet, saying disdainfully: "A song costs fifty, let's sing it!"
This is not cheap in today's consumption level. Anyone who makes money by singing on the street would definitely sing. Unfortunately, Xu Yizhou doesn't sing for money.
"Take your money, I sing just because I like it, I don't need any charity."
Xu Yizhou said coldly.
"Ouch! Do you really think of yourself as a singer?
If you don’t need alms, what song can you sing on the street?”
Seeing his little girlfriend's disappointed look, the man suddenly felt ashamed and took out another fifty from his pocket and threw it to her.
"One hundred! If I let you sing a song for one hundred, you won't lose anything."
Xu Yizhou glanced at the man with disdain and chose to ignore it.
"I'll wipe it! Why are you pulling on a poor loser?"
The man strode forward, pointed at Xu Yizhou and cursed: "Are you because you don't have enough money?
Two hundred! As long as you sing, I will give you two hundred yuan!"
"Please go away!"
Xu Yizhou suppressed his inner anger and tried his best to remind him in a friendly manner.
It's a pity that the man didn't know how to restrain himself. Instead, he went even further because of Xu Yizhou's forbearance.
"Young master, you are pretending to be arrogant in front of me, tell me! How much money can you give me to sing Tornado!"
Xu Yizhou didn't want to pay attention to such unreasonable people, so he packed up his things and wanted to leave.
Seeing this, the man became even more annoyed, and his girlfriend pouted her lips angrily, as if she was complaining that he couldn't even handle being a street singer.
"Don't leave!"
The man grabbed Xu Yizhou and shouted: "Make a price! How much can I sing for?"
For the sake of this little face, the man would risk his life.
Xu Yizhou frowned and was about to break away when a man suddenly stepped forward and pushed the man away.
"Is it fun to force others to do something difficult?"
Li Xinghe looked at the man coldly and protected Xu Yizhou behind him.
"Damn! Who are you?
none of your business?"
The man said angrily.
"Passers-by."
Li Xinghe said coldly: "A passerby who simply likes his singing can't stand what you are doing."
"Can't you get used to it?"
The man sneered, "Okay! If he doesn't sing, then you can sing for him!"
"Haha... I sing?
Are you sure you can afford this?"
Li Xinghe smiled.
"Hmph! How much is a poor loser worth?"
"One hundred million!"
Li Xinghe stretched out a finger and said calmly: "If it's less than 100 million, I won't be able to sing."
"Damn! Are you going to rob a bank?
The lion opened his mouth and dared to ask for 100 million, just go ahead and dream!"
The man cursed.
Li Xinghe was not angry. He took the wad of banknotes he had just taken from Xu Yiman and threw it in front of the man. He said coldly: "Sing a song of conquest, and these ten thousand yuan will be yours."
Suddenly, everyone present and watching were dumbfounded.