We walked along the street where the hotel is located for a short distance and made several turns.
Unknowingly, as if some special node had been passed, the scenery on both sides of the street changed.
Transitioning from the prosperous Jindu to the old city, this is the old city of Jindu.
Although they are only a few streets apart, the architectural styles are very different, retaining the unique flavor of the old city.
This is a quite lively neighborhood, with many food stalls on both sides of the street. The number of pedestrians on the street suddenly increased at this moment, making it slightly noisy.
Jiang Yuan took a breath and could smell the aroma of various snacks filling the air.
Among the crowd, Jiang Yuan was alone with two program staff and a photographer. This configuration was obviously a bit conspicuous.
From time to time, passers-by cast their eyes on Jiang Yuan. Several younger girls recognized Jiang Yuan and already took out their mobile phones.
The program team did not stop the filming of pedestrians and allowed Jiang Yuan to wander around Jindu. He was obviously prepared to be exposed by Reuters.
Moreover, "City Corner" is just a music variety show, not a TV series, so a little bit of Reuters is nothing.
Coming to this street, Jiang Yuan walked towards the nearest barbecue stall with a clear purpose.
Although he had just had dinner, it didn't stop Jiang Yuan from making some skewers.
Mainly to enjoy the feeling of ordering skewers at a street barbecue stall.
Jiang Yuan carefully selected the skewers, selected some, and then looked at Chen Ling and others, "Want some?"
When the photographer heard this sentence, he shook the camera up and down, just waiting for this sentence.
"Are you Jiang Yuan?" A girl who was also buying skewers at the barbecue stall asked, suppressing her excitement.
Looking at Jiang Yuan's profile from a close distance, I felt a little dreamy.
It's true that if you just buy a barbecue and suddenly an artist stands next to you, it's really easy to react.
"Yes, I am." Jiang Yuan nodded and admitted.
"Are you recording "City Street Corner"?" the girl asked, looking at the camera.
"I have watched all the previous programs, and I really liked the stage show "Mercury" that was just broadcast, and I even voted for you..."
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Jiang Yuan cooperated with the girl to sign autographs and take photos, waited for his skewers, and left the barbecue stall.
While picking up the skewers, I continued walking on this street.
The scenery was so unique that it was hard for Chen Ling to imagine that one day she would be able to stroll down the street with Jiang Yuan and make skewers at the same time.
At the same time, I observed the surrounding situation and felt a little worried.
Because some people seemed to have recognized Jiang Yuan, and they all followed him at a distance. Fortunately, no one came forward to disturb him.
Despite this, Chen Ling still sent a message to the director to explain the shooting situation.
After walking a few steps further, Jiang Yuan suddenly heard the sound of someone singing.
While chewing grilled squid, he curiously walked towards the source of the sound.
It was a street tavern, the tavern was brightly lit, there was a flower stall in front of the tavern, and a girl was playing the guitar and singing.
It's a low-pitched folk song. It's neither good nor bad, and not many people are listening to it.
In front of the girl, there was a mobile phone, which seemed to be live broadcasting.
"Young man, are you filming a show?" Jiang Yuan was watching when an uncle suddenly appeared.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"Then can you help that little girl?" Uncle said.
"What happened to that little girl?" Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment.
"She is here to set up a stall and sell flowers. Her family seems to be seriously ill. A good college student has no time to study, so she is here to set up a stall and sell flowers."
"In order to make money, I started to do live broadcasts and videos on the Internet some time ago, but there was no improvement." Uncle started talking.
Listening to his uncle's story, Jiang Yuan glanced at the girl who was still singing.
The current Internet is indeed like this. If you look ordinary and sing normally, you are unlikely to become popular.
Those who are popular are either those who sing extremely well or those who sing in all kinds of weird ways.
"I was just wondering if you could take a photo of her and help promote her," said the uncle.
"Okay." Jiang Yuan nodded and walked towards the flower stall.
In front of the flower stall, a small sign was erected.
It says "Huayuan: Buy a flower and you can request a song, or sing a song yourself."
It was obviously an activity launched to sell more flowers, but it didn't seem to have a very good effect.
Seeing someone coming to the stall, the girl stopped singing.
But after looking up and seeing Jiang Yuan's face clearly, he was stunned and a little shocked.
Recently, she was planning to cover Jiang Yuan's new song and uploaded it to Xiaopo.com to gain popularity. Now when she looked up, she saw the real person.
"Is it live broadcast?" Jiang Yuan asked, pointing to the phone.
"No...no, I'm taking a video." The girl replied a little incoherently.
"Okay, help me pack a bouquet of roses." Jiang Yuan looked at the flowers on the stall and said.
Although she was very excited to see the celebrity, when it came to selling flowers, the girl quickly wrapped a bouquet of flowers and handed it to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan scanned the QR code and paid, then pointed to the sign next to him and asked, "You can sing after you buy the flowers, right?"
"Eh?" This development made Zhou Jie a little unexpected.
"Yes, yes." After reacting, Zhou Jie nodded quickly.
"Then I want to sing a song here, is that okay?" Jiang Yuan asked, pointing to his guitar.
"Of course!" Zhou Jie's eyes lit up.
When Jiang Yuan said this, the photographer and Chen Ling were stunned.
Didn’t you say you were just looking for inspiration? Why did you suddenly start singing?
"Are you sure you want to sing now?" Chen Ling quickly grabbed Jiang Yuan and asked.
"Everything has been said." Jiang Yuan pointed at Zhou Jie and said.
Zhou Jie looked at Chen Ling eagerly.
Sensing Zhou Jie's eyes and Jiang Yuan's attitude, Chen Ling knew that he couldn't stop him.
I could only take out my mobile phone and report it to Sun Tao.
After Sun Tao received the news from Chen Ling in the hotel, he jumped up.
What's going on? Didn't you say you were going out to find inspiration? Why did you just start singing and the main film started early?
Sun Tao immediately mobilized more staff and went to Jiang Yuan's location. He could only hope that Jiang Yuan would not sing a new song.
At this moment, Jiang Yuan asked Chen Ling to help hold the flowers and sat down on the chair in front of the flower stall.
The equipment on site was very rudimentary, with only a microphone and an ordinary speaker.
While Jiang Yuan was adjusting his guitar, many passers-by had already gathered around him.
This was the first time Zhou Jie saw so many people in front of her flower stall, and she was a little nervous for a while.
"Next, I'll sing a new song for everyone. The song is called "Xiaochou"." Jiang Yuan adjusted the guitar and said.
