Almighty superstar starts with divorce

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: The Wandering Singer

However, Liu Yi is still not sure.

He turned around and took a look at Chen Jianxia. In the dark night, the faint light shone on Chen Jianxia and the people behind Chen Jianxia.

Chen Jianxia jumped pointing at the tramp-like singer, dancing with his arms and legs.

Liu Yi understood in his heart that this person in front of him was exactly the wandering singer they were looking for.

He originally wanted to listen to the music quietly and wait for the system to increase quietly.

However, just now the vagabond singer said to him, "If you mess up the situation, just leave like this?"

How could he act as if he hadn't heard anything?
Liu Yi turned around, smiled politely at the homeless singer, and offered to shake hands.

"Hello sir, my name is Liu Yi, I didn't mean it, please forgive me."

The tone is confident, calm and composed.

The vagabond singer didn't shake hands, but his expression and tone were cold.

"Whether you do it on purpose or not.

In short, you ruined their place today.

To smash their places is equivalent to smashing their jobs. "

Liu Yi takes the wandering singer seriously.

"I can apologize."

The wandering singer did not speak.

He just took out the cigarette box from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, and handed them to Liu Yi, who randomly chose one.

He pressed the lighter with the thumb of his right hand again, and with a "pop", the flame jumped.

The fire protector with his left hand lit a cigarette for Liu Yi.

Seeing this, Liu Yi quickly shielded the fire with both hands.

Among smokers, you should protect the fire when others light cigarettes for you, which shows respect for others.

At this time, he put the remaining cigarette in his mouth again.

After taking a few puffs, the cigarette butt turned red and made a pricking sound.

"Whoo~"

A mouthful of thick smoke was slowly exhaled.

The vagabond singer spoke slowly and his voice was like a heavy bell.

"Are you bullying us that there is no one in Wenyi Street?"

Liu Yi waved his hand.

He said calmly, "Sir, I didn't mean that."

The vagabond singer asked: "If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"

"However, it has not risen to this level."

"I'm just a metaphor."

Liu Yi asked again: "Then what should I do?"

"What should I do?" The vagabond singer said: "In the 300-meter Art Street, there is only one rule among buskers, that is, the final say is the ability."

Liu Yi frowned slightly.

"what do you mean?"

"I'll sing a song to compare it with yours. If my singing voice is not as beautiful as yours, then of course it doesn't matter."

"What if I lose?" Liu Yi asked.

"If you lose? Hmph!" The vagabond singer sneered, but did not answer.

This wandering singer seems to like to talk without saying everything.

At this time, the wandering singer took off the guitar bag on his body, and with a "chi la", he unzipped the zipper and took out a guitar.

A black walnut guitar, the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

Liu Yi could tell that this vagabond singer was not an ordinary person.

At least his past is not as simple as a busker, because this guitar is not an ordinary guitar on the market.

The vagabond singer held the opened guitar bag again, bent down and placed it in front of the audience.

The audience naturally understands what it means.

He walked to the original position and shouted to the lead singer of the orchestra just now: "Long Mao, light up."

Changmao consciously put the spotlight in the center, forming a simple stage.

The vagabond began to strum the guitar.

The fingers are very flexible and the skill of the fingertips surprised Liu Yi.

Although Liu Yi used to be a superstar in Blue Star, it was the first time he had seen him play the guitar so skillfully!

The wandering singer didn't even clear his voice, he just started singing.

The singing is beautiful, tactful and melodious.

It forms a sharp contrast with this noisy, loud and complicated literary street.

Liu Yi's singing just now was already very pleasant, but in comparison, it was a bit overshadowed.

Of course, looking at the wandering singer's guitar, Liu Yi also understood.

In his past, he must have been a famous singer in Huaguo, or a superstar in Huaguo.

There is no shame in losing.

After a song was sung, people applauded and praised one after another.

Liu Yi kept hearing systematic voices.

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

【.】

Liu Yi was shocked, it was the first time he saw a potential value that could be increased by more than 100.

It is conceivable how beautiful the song of the wandering singer in front of him is?

Could it be that he lost just like that?Liu Yi thought in his heart.

There were more and more people watching, and various banknotes in red, green, brown, and purple gradually appeared in the empty guitar bag.

Chen Jianxia looked at the guitar bag and was stunned.

She is an agent and also knows street singers.

However, it was the first time she had seen a singer who had received so many rewards in such a short period of time.

When the guitar bag was full of banknotes, the vagabond singer did not put the banknotes away, but let them lay them out.

Liu Yi sighed, "Only with such a mentality can I sing such a song.

Not for the world, not for fame and fortune!
Only for my own hobbies, only for the persistent pursuit of art!

It is really only here, away from the noise of the city, that you can experience the real artistic charm! "

This song should only be found in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world?
Then, the second, the third
The sound of the system kept coming out of Liu Yi's ears again.

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

[Potential value +101, voice +8. 】

【.】

"Whoo~"

comfortable!
By the end of the fifth song, the hobo singer stopped singing and went to the guitar bag full of money.

He took out a plastic bag, put the money away, and then took the guitar off his body, put it in the backpack, zipped it up, and carried it on his back.

The wandering singer walked up to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi looked at him and said, "I'm really ashamed of myself!"

The vagabond singer said: "You didn't lose, the two of us are at best a draw!"

Suddenly, Liu Yi's eyes were full of doubts.

"What do you mean?"

The homeless singer stretched out his right hand to the side, "Long hair, guitar!"

The lead singer hands the guitar hands to the vagabond singer.

The wandering singer's fingers gently fluctuate on the guitar strings, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Because the notes on the guitar itself have been raised by one key, the difficulty is already high, plus the song you just sang, the pitch is getting higher and higher, and you didn't even have the slightest effort.

And, this song of yours is an original song.

It is not easy for you to sing so well under such circumstances.

If you reach my age, your achievement must be dozens of times, even hundreds of times more than mine!

It is really a boy born from a hero since ancient times! "

After finishing speaking, he handed the guitar to Long Mao again.

Speaking of the guitar, Liu Yi has already observed the guitar used by the wandering singer just now.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, pointing at the stray singer's guitar.

"Sir, this guitar of yours"

The vagabond singer's eyes looked empty, if it was daytime, you would definitely be able to observe the flickering tears, but it's a pity that it's night now.

He waved his hand, "It's all in the past, so don't mention it."

"Then may I know your name?" Liu Yi asked.

"Just call me Da Lang!" Da Lang said, "I should go home."

"But you only sang five songs."

Da Lang said: "I only sing five songs a day."

Liu Yi asked, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Da Lang said: "Let's see the situation!"

So, he left.

The rising sun is near the window, and the morning glow is all over the sky.

After Liu Yi came to Penguin Entertainment, he planned to write his first song today!

(End of this chapter)