Luo Jiuxing shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I only have one chance."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem if I order one, right?" The little sister had an idea and blurted out with a smile.

"Forehead!"

Luo Jiuxing was choked. He really couldn't refuse this.

Suddenly Luo Jiuxing saw many people throwing money into his guitar bag in front of him.

One yuan, five yuan at most, with a few red banknotes in them.

"Thank you all. If you have the financial means, just give me one or two yuan for support. You don't need to give that much." Luo Jiuxing's voice echoed throughout the square.

However, the audience at the scene would not listen to him. The main character is a rebel. If you don't want it, we will give it to you.

In the end, Luo Jiuxing could only shake his head helplessly.

"Handsome guy, can you still customize it? I have a story?"

"And I have a story too."

"It's like I don't have a story. If you choose me, no matter whether the song is good or not, I will give you 100 for each song."

In an instant, the scene turned into a vegetable market, noisy.

Luo Jiuxing gave the sister of the young lady just now an embarrassed look and said, "Anyone who has a story to tell can raise their hand, and I will choose one at random."

Everyone became quiet after hearing Luo Jiuxing's words.

Zhang Jiasi and Dong Xiaoxiao were completely stunned by Luo Jiuxing's scene.

Zhang Jiasi originally thought that he would come up and help sing a song or two, but he immediately canceled the idea.

Although it became quiet, a boy in his twenties suddenly asked in front of him: "How do I choose? It's not fair to choose just one."

The audience at the scene also nodded in agreement.

"In this way, I can read the last three digits of the mobile phone casually. If there is a story and the last three digits of the mobile phone are the same as what I read, then it means we are destined to be together." Luo Jiuxing thought about it and said it again.

This method is very fair to everyone, so it has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Luo Jiuxing smiled and said: "Viewers with a mobile phone number of 962 can come forward and tell your story."

Originally, he thought he would have to recite it several times before the corresponding person would appear.

Unexpectedly, someone got hit just once.

"My mantissa is 962," shouted a man in his thirties, with a face full of vicissitudes of life and a little tired.

Luo Jiuxing motioned for the other party to come forward.

Everyone in the audience was very envious, but they still politely gave him a passage. The man came to Luo Jiuxing's side and gave his mobile phone number to Luo Jiuxing for verification.

After confirming that there was no problem, Luo Jiuxing handed the microphone to the other party and said with a smile: "You can tell your story first!"

When the man held the microphone, he suddenly became a little nervous.

Seeing this, Luo Jiuxing smiled and comforted him, which made the other party relax.

The man plucked up the courage and began to tell his story.

Probably a child from a rural area who worked hard to get into a university. Unfortunately, he had no background. After graduation, he could only find an ordinary job and could not realize his ideals.

Living a fixed life every day, coupled with the increase in wedding expenses, the pressure is increasing and I feel more and more tired.

For that meager salary, he had to immerse himself in work. The pressure of life had made him a little breathless. Now he was completely confused, not knowing whether he should persist in the future.

After Luo Jiuxing listened to the other party's entire story, his original smile disappeared and he sighed deeply.

This is the helplessness of adults.

For a few taels of silver, he traveled around and traveled far away.

Many people at the scene fell silent after hearing what the man said. The man's story was not about them.

After all, ordinary people make up the majority in the world.

According to the other party's story, several very suitable songs popped up in Luo Jiuxing's mind.

In the end, he chose his favorite song, "Broken Silver", which could express the mood of ordinary people.

Every lyric of this song touches people's hearts.

After the man finished speaking, he thanked Luo Jiuxing and then returned the microphone to Luo Jiuxing.

Everything was ready, and a simple guitar melody began to play from Luo Jiuxing's hands.

"This world is so vast. Put the word "profit" in the center.

Is it happiness or sadness? Taste it for yourself

This life is so short. May you and I enjoy it to the fullest

What does it mean to have so much suffering and joy? I am also confused in this life..."

The audience at the scene suddenly fell silent when they heard Luo Jiuxing's song. There were no passionate shouts in the singing, but some were just plain and calm.

However, it is this kind of singing, every sentence seems to touch everyone's heart.

"For a few taels of broken silver, for three meals with soup

For the car? For the house, which girl are you looking for?

It just so happens that a few taels of broken silver can relieve the panic in the world.

Even if you don’t recognize your relatives, it doesn’t matter if you are riddled with wounds..."

Luo Jiuxing has also experienced this kind of breaking a few taels of silver, so he was very moved when singing this song.

Unknowingly, his eyes also turned red.

Of course, many people at the scene were like Luo Jiuxing, and the plain lyrics seemed to sing out the sadness of all of them.

The live broadcast room was originally full of barrages, but now it became extremely rare.

Now only Luo Jiuxing's singing is echoing in everyone's mind.

"This life is so short, I hope you and I can enjoy it to the fullest

Why is there so much suffering and joy? This life is also confusing

For a few taels of silver, I have no choice but to live in a foreign country

The mountain is high and the road is long. What do you look like now?

But these few taels of broken silver broke the shoulders of everyone in the world.

Even if there is no recovery, why not be covered in bruises..."

A middle-aged man in his thirties, standing next to Luo Jiuxing, had tears streaming down his face.

He heard the helplessness in Luo Jiuxing's singing, and what he sang in the singing was exactly what he was thinking.

Fortunately, the photographer staff had a stand to support him, otherwise the screen would have started to shake due to his sobbing movements.

Of the many songs Luo Jiuxing sang, this song seemed to him the most bland, but also the most true.

As a photographer, he has shot too many programs and met many celebrities. At this time, he was truly attracted by Luo Jiuxing's charm and became another die-hard fan of Luo Jiuxing.

Being able to write songs from a civilian perspective, in his opinion, Luo Jiuxing is also a person with a lot of stories, otherwise he would not be able to write such deeply rooted songs.

"For a few taels of broken silver, for three meals with soup

For the car? For the house, which girl are you looking for?

It just so happens that a few taels of broken silver can relieve the panic in the world.

Even if you don’t recognize your relatives, it doesn’t matter if you are riddled with wounds..."

Luo Jiuxing's singing echoed in the square, and people passing by were also shocked by the singing.

The passers-by who were supposed to be in a hurry stopped unconsciously amid the magical singing.

At this time, the shops around the square were also filled with dense crowds, and the same was true for the aisles.

Luo Jiuxing did not expect such a scene at all.

The photography staff were also inexplicably nervous at this moment. They wanted to remind Luo Jiuxing, but the singing had not stopped yet, so they could only endure it for the time being.

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