Shengqian City is an international metropolis where five oceans coexist and dragons and snakes are mixed.
Although this first-tier southern metropolis is only a few kilometers away from the town where Wang Xiaoxiao’s ancestral home is, it is very prosperous. Not only does it have the reputation of being the “most populous place for singers in the country”, it has attracted countless celebrities from here.
Hundreds of stars have even created myths that are not much different from the capital's fame, and it is known as the "Entertainment Capital" in the country.
In a world where the entertainment industry is comparable to that of Western countries, artistic behaviors such as singing and movies seem to have been integrated into skills in daily life, whether it is a folk workshop, a ktv, various gatherings, various occasions, anytime
They are all filled with a strong atmosphere of entertainment.
From the perspective of the industry, this magical land has always been known as the city of songs and movie theaters. Almost everyone in the entertainment industry knows that it is the only Chinese pearl in China that can compete with Korean entertainment and Japanese entertainment.
However, since the sleeping dragon of the East was forcibly awakened by the Western devils, the crowded cross streets of this city are no longer just the world of Chinese with black hair and yellow skin. In this place of feasting, feasting, and weirdness, there are now people from all over the world.
Foreigners from all corners: black, white... No matter where they come from, "entertainment" is bound to become the most important part of their trip.
As the saying goes, times make heroes. In such a fast-paced bustling city, entertainment is undoubtedly a war without smoke. Under the cooperation of various entertainment tycoons and companies, even if you are worth over 100 million and are famous half the time,
It is absolutely possible for you to be raped overnight and become a pauper with no money. On the contrary, even if you are a stinky beggar, once you are noticed by the star-making group, it is absolutely possible to become a famous star overnight.
Purple star.
Therefore, there is a saying circulating in Shengqian City: In Shengqian City, knowing well about entertainment may not necessarily lead everyone to the path of starlight. However, if a person cannot even sing the simplest song, then in this city,
He must have no place to stand...
Cold wind blows.
Jiang Qi walked alone on an unfamiliar road in Shengqian City.
Since the town where Wang Xiaoxiao was located did not have a train to Yunhai City at the right time, Jiang Qi could only get on a shabby urban and rural train in the town early in the morning and arrived at the core railway station in the center of the city.
As the most typical city in the south of China, even the rooms did not have heating, so Jiang Qi felt extremely cold. When walking on the road, even the wind felt cooler than in the north...
However, even so, in front of this dilapidated old train station, there is a completely different scene:
Under the howling cold wind, the small square was crowded with all kinds of people: government cadres in suits and leather shoes, heroic veterans, childish male and female students... They were like copper forging iron, going their own way and facing each other.
The mist gathering around me seemed unconcerned...
Woo——
As a train gradually pulled out of Shengqian City, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the noisy exit hall finally became quiet for a moment.
"Ticket Office."
Walking mechanically behind the crowd, Jiang Qi finally found this familiar word among the people, breathed out gently, and slowly walked around from the other side of the road.
Walking at the end of the bustling crowd of people of various professions entering and exiting the station, walking at the end of the crowd looked like a father and son from the countryside, with simple clothes and simple expressions, each holding a cheap woven bag in their hands.
They seemed to have been attracted by the high-rise buildings since they got off the train. Amidst the noise, their eyes widened and they never took a good look at the road under their feet.
"Wow! Third uncle! Is this the Holy Thousand City? It's great. I have never seen so many high-rise buildings since I was born..."
His skin was yellow, but the young man in his twenties could not hide his inner excitement. He kept scanning the modern and bustling city, and his already bright eyes doubled in size.
"Of course! Is it wrong to have third uncle to lead the way? Third uncle is a man who has seen the big world. How can a palm-sized Shengqian City frighten your third uncle..."
The middle-aged man with a slightly bulging belly couldn't help but feel a little proud when he heard the young man's words of praise. He pulled out his buttocks and his beer belly expanded even higher. He raised his arms and curled his lips and boasted:
"I remember when your third uncle and I followed your grandfather and used a little Li flying knife to meet and kill Buddhas and ghosts. We traveled all over the country and chased the little devils everywhere. But when we arrived in this city, what's more?
Shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods..."
"Huh? Third uncle, didn't you say last time that grandpa taught you nunchucks? How come you have become Xiao Li Fei again..."
The young man suddenly stopped while walking, and he had deep doubts about the third uncle's revised version of the story.
Coming from the countryside with a dream of becoming a star, I only now feel a little doubtful about the absurd words of my third uncle.
Is it easy to become a star in a big city? Ah Xing was very unsure at this time.
"Uh, how about this... how about embarrassing your third uncle? You brat! Don't forget, I have crossed more bridges than you have walked..."
Hearing his nephew's complaints, the beer-belly man was not happy now. He was at a loss for words, his eyes widened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the young man hard on the back of the head.
The young man smiled slyly, obviously having anticipated this move, and quickly crouched down, nimbly dodging the third uncle's attack.
This young man from the countryside is really too naughty, like a child who has not grown up. Although he looks at least in his twenties, his whole body is not stable. He looks around like a monkey, several times.
The first time I was almost hit by a speeding car because I was curious about the street stall goods on the roadside.
His third uncle was a little more mature. Seeing that it was getting late, he urged: "Axing, stop fooling around. We have to perform a few more shows before it gets dark. Otherwise, we may have to stay in the hotel tonight."
All the money is gone!”
"Oh, I got it, Third Uncle."
When Ah Xing heard Third Uncle's urging, Ah Xing curled his lips slightly, left the stall full of dazzling goods with great reluctance, and quickly followed up with Third Uncle.
The two rustic countrymen, who were making noises, seemed indifferent to the strange looks cast by passers-by, and walked forward through the streets and alleys...
"Well, I haven't traveled through time, have I? Why do these two people sound so similar to the golden duo of Stephen Chow and Ng Meng-tat? Are these two guys Y and are they filming some kind of movie?"
Because she has admired Stephen Chow since she was a child, Jiang Qi suddenly became curious about their weird behavior when seeing these two guys mixing in the crowd.
However, until I followed the two of them a long way away from the train station, I still didn't notice any cameras behind them...
"Uh, that's really weird? He's still cowering under the overpass. Is he really a street performer?"
After waiting in line to buy the tickets, Jiang Qi saw that it would take nearly two hours for the bus to arrive. She wanted to take advantage of this time to go to the opposite side to have a meal. At this time, she actually saw the two of them under the overpass.
However, the difference is that at this time, the two of them got a stereo from nowhere, each holding a microphone in their hands, and actually started singing on the street, and they also used Cantonese:
"Life, dreams are like a long road. Let the wind and frost stay on your face. In the world of mortals, there are so many directions for beautiful dreams. To find your dreamy love, the road is endless..."
"A Chinese Ghost Story! Leslie Cheung's most classic song!"
Listening to the familiar melody, Jiang Qi was immediately attracted by the young man's voice.
Although the crude equipment in front of him could not be worse at this time, the voice of this skinny young man is extremely pure. Not only is there no deviation, but every syllable is mastered with incomparable detail, as if his elder brother were still alive.
"No way! This kid actually has amazing singing ability! This is too exaggerated!"
With just a casual scan of the scanner, Jiang Qi discovered that this young man actually had the ability to sing, and was immediately shocked.
Just a street singer! How can he have such a high talent!
You know, the boy who was selected last time to learn singing skills at Yunhai University was extremely talented. He had been practicing since he was a child, and he only had level 4 singing ability.
With her heart racing, Jiang Qi was quickly attracted by the melody and automatically blocked out the noisy soundtrack. As soon as she closed her eyes, scenes of classic scenes immediately appeared in her mind.
"Hey, man, please support me, look at my nephew singing so well! Can you just give me a piece or two? We have just arrived in this city after traveling across mountains and rivers for our dream, and we are really desperate..."
Seeing that many spectators had gathered around him, the older man with a moustache looked pitiful and immediately took out a broken box. He nodded and bowed while chasing the figure, humming and begging.
"What! You want more money? I'm kind enough if I don't ask the urban management to clear the place..."
Although Jiang Qi admired the young man's singing skills very much, few people on the street were discerning. When they saw these two men asking for money, they immediately hid away as if they were encountering the god of plague.
In the end, it was the impatient young man Ah Xing who lost his temper and threw his old backpack on the ground. He said in annoyance and despondency: "Uncle, can you do it? I'm not talking about a big city.
Is it possible to make money by just singing two songs? We have been around this place three times. If we don't find something to eat, our uncle and nephew will starve to death here!
Ah Xing frowned and lay on the luggage like a deflated rubber ball unable to get up: "Please, Third Uncle, please stop lying to children, okay? These big cities are not what you are talking about at home.
It’s just as easy to make money as I said, and it’s not like gold is everywhere here! If it was really like what you said, we wouldn’t have been here for three days without even having a full stomach…” (To be completed