"What's the matter, uncle? Tired?"

"No, the uncle looks like he is crying with his head down, so pitiful."

"I should be the uncle who remembered his wife. The song just now was called Under Mount Fuji. The uncle and aunt broke up at the foot of Mount Fuji, right?"

"Master, I have wine, do you have a story?"

"Cry, all cry for Grandpa!"

"Master, don't be sad, come on!"

I don't know who shouted, Lu Ming looked up in confusion.

Not sad? I won't be so sad if you give me a dollar.

"Master, don't think about Auntie. You are so powerful. There must be many old Aunts who like you. There is an old rich woman next to my house. How about introducing it to you?"

"I think it's ok. You can see that although the uncle looks a little sloppy, he should be quite handsome when he cleans up."

"I agree to this marriage, but I want to ask, does the old rich woman you said have a daughter?"

"I have a friend who asked me to ask for help. Even if it's not a daughter, she can have an old girlfriend."

Seeing that these sand sculptures were trying to match him, Lu Ming was about to cry.

Your uncle, I want money, but I don't want an old rich woman.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Ming adjusted his emotions, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your support, please have money to play a front court, and if you don't have money, borrow money to support a money field, as long as you do your best, then let's do it today. No rest at night!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I didn't expect the uncle to be quite humorous."

"What kind of money do you want, sir, isn't she a good old rich woman?"

‘Unfortunately, I am a staunch prostitution party, unless you come back with a few more songs, I will definitely not pay. "

"Master, hurry up and sing, and I'll transfer money to you right away!"

After speaking for a while, no one came forward.

No way, this is how society is, unless they are satisfied with the song, no one will pay for it.

Lu Ming shook his head, pressed the microphone, put it on the stand, and grabbed the guitar at hand.

"[Singing God's Crown] is triggered, congratulations to the host for obtaining [Cry, cry for the Lord!]"

"[Cry, cry for the Lord!]: The song is what you narrate, and the lyrics are your story. When you start singing, everyone's lacrimal glands will be stimulated, and tears will be left involuntarily."

"Humph, if you don't pay, I'll cry to death! If you don't have 100,000 yuan today, don't even think about leaving!"

Lu Ming murmured to himself, looking at the audience around him, a mysterious smile appeared in his eyes.

"This song was also given to a friend of mine."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ming's fingertips slid on the guitar, and the next second, a piece of solo flowed out from his fingertips.

Although there is only one guitar, but under his master operation, it has been perfectly reflected.

When everyone listened to his guitar solo, their heads could not help but follow them little by little, stepping on the sign.

"It's original again?"

"It's original, I've never heard this solo."

"This uncle is really awesome, every song is the original song."

After a prelude solo, Lu Ming's fingers suddenly stopped, and the noisy city seemed to be quiet at this moment.

Lu Ming approached the microphone, and his deep and vicissitudes voice rang instantly.

"For you, I spent half a year of savings across the ocean to see you."

"For this meeting, I even practiced the breathing during the meeting."

After the first two sentences were sung, the quiet surroundings could only hear Lu Ming's low and prestige singing, and the speed of the surrounding cars slowed down. This fast-paced city seemed to be immersed in Lu Ming's singing.

And Lu Ming, at this moment, has fully immersed himself in this song. As a master singer, he can immerse himself in emotions in every song, as if he can tell his own story through every lyrics.

"Words have never been able to express one ten millionth of my affection, for this regret."

"I thought and thought at night and refused to sleep."

"Memory always accumulates slowly and cannot be erased in my heart."

"For your promise, I couldn't stop crying when I was most desperate."

Isn't this song long? It's a few simple lines, but it makes everyone immersed in it.

Both men, women and children seem to have returned to the age of their youth through this song, and the bitterness and sweetness of love are fermented in everyone's heart.

Completion.

The place was quiet.

Lu Ming looked up and saw that the surrounding area was already crowded with people on the third and third floors, and there were at least a thousand people at the very least.

And these thousands of people have already filled with tears in their eyes.

Someone looked up, trying not to let the tears fall.

Some people burst into tears and couldn't stop.

Lu Ming feels that this is not necessarily [crying, all cry for Grandpa! ] credit.

No matter the melody or the lyrics of this song, it is very easy to mobilize a person's emotions.

Other songs may not have such a big influence, but when it comes to love, apart from those little brats who don't understand anything, who doesn't have an unforgettable love, and who doesn't have a person who can't be loved.

Hearing this song, many people brought it into their own body, which is why they are so sad.

"I... I actually cried."

"Well sung, the lyrics are better written, really, I'm reminded of my first love."

"Love is really bitter and sweet."

"The uncle is still the uncle after all. I want to know where this uncle is performing. I want to go to the scene to see."

"Huaqiangbei, come quickly!"

"Okay, I'm in the magic capital, and I've already bought a plane ticket. Uncle, you must wait for me!"

In the magic capital, among the first-grade Tomson, Gu Ying's eyes rolled with tears.

Su Yu's song really touched her heart.

In order to become Su Yu's agent, she came all the way to the magic capital, and accompanied Lu Ming along the way.

If she was initially attracted by Lu Ming's fame, she is now attracted to him.

He is talented, and can solve problems that ordinary people can't solve on the strongest brain.

He is powerful, and successfully crowned him by defeating countless powerful enemies in the underground fighting arena.

He was caring, cooking for his sick father on the first meeting, and escorting him personally.

Such a man who combines looks, wealth, talent, and all in one, has deeply attracted her.

Going across the ocean to see you, Gu Ying deeply felt that this song was the most authentic portrayal of her feelings for Lu Ming.

...

"Okay, another original song, Uncle is really awesome!"

"Master, if you go to Daxia Haosheng, you will definitely be this year's champion!"

"What kind of champion, I think with the strength of the uncle, even being a mentor is enough!"

"Master, what's the name of this song?"

Another song was sung, and there was another thunderous applause all around.

Lu Ming grabbed the microphone and said with a smile: ""Later", this song is called "Later," for the past you and the future you!"

"Later...it was a good name, it reminded me of my lost youth..."

"Don't talk about it, your Lingling, Lan Lan is already married, and you talk about a hammer, why are you there every time!"

"Master, are you still singing? Would you like to take a break?"

"Wait, uncle, I'll buy you a beer and roast duck, and I'll sing you these three songs. I want to stay with you if you don't get drunk or go home!"

"When you buy it, the uncle will starve to death. Which hero has a knife in his hand and slaughtered me to help the uncle!"

The audience roared, but no one stepped forward.

Lu Ming was also laughed at by the sand sculpture, but when he saw the empty guitar case, he couldn't smile at all.

Damn, it's my guitar case that's hot or my QR code can't be scanned, you guys have to pay!

Gan!

...

At this time, in a high-end five-star hotel near the Olympic Sports.

A young man dressed in colorful clothes, with a pale face and an androgynous face, was leaning on the sofa and playing games.

At this time, a man in his thirties came over and said in a low voice, "Xiao Han, you're in luck!"

Jin Bohan asked without raising his head, "What's wrong?"

The man handed over a tablet: "See for yourself."

Jin Bohan took it over and took a look, and immediately frowned: "Singing on the street, what's so good about it?"

"Don't underestimate this street singer." The man took the phone from Jin Bohan's hand, frowned and said, "Stop playing games and take a good look."

Jin Bohan frowned, but picked up the tablet and looked at it.

Ten minutes later, he quietly sat up on the sofa and said in disbelief: "These songs were all written by this old man?"

"Yes, all the original songs!"

The man said with a sigh: "So Xiaohan, you have a big luck. The company has decided to buy all these songs and invite him to your concert tomorrow. By then, your popularity will be even higher."

"invite him?"

Jin Bohan shook his head: "Forget it, it's just a street performer, please ask him to give me a bit of a gig, but these songs are well written, just buy them, I guess he should have more. There is less stock, how much, I bought them all."

"I still have to ask." The man said with some embarrassment: "This is all the company's arrangement."

"Then... okay." Jin Bohan thought for a while, and finally nodded.

The company is a father, and we can't violate the company's requirements.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Then you should clean up first."

"what?"

"Go see this uncle."

"What's so good about this?"

"Ask him to cheer for you tomorrow. You have to go there in person. I have already contacted the reporter for you. After a while, you can ask him respectfully. It will all be on the news."

"Ask him?"

Jin Bohan said reluctantly, "These songs are well written, but this uncle's singing skills are just average. I still need to ask him?"

"..."

The man was speechless for a while, don't you have any B numbers in your heart about your singing skills?

Uncle, this is called mediocre singing skills. They have dumped you for a hundred streets, okay?

The man sighed silently in his heart. The young man now has no self-knowledge at all. If you are not handsome, let alone a concert, the company will not be able to support you.

If you want anything, you won't, and you've lost a good skin.

However, he also understands that this is the age, entertainment to death, as long as anyone who looks handsome can make his debut, there are still too few people who have both appearance and strength like Lu Ming.

On the other side, in a hotel somewhere in Shencheng.

A woman in her forties walked out of the room to answer a call, and she stood in the hallway and opened a video.

After ten minutes, a surprise appeared on the woman's face.

She called immediately and said, "Give me the address, hurry up!"

The woman is the person in charge of a local entertainment company in Shencheng, which is still in its infancy and has little reputation.

He saw some videos of Lu Ming's songs, and his keen intuition told her that these songs would definitely be popular!

What is missing is just a channel and a support behind it.

Of these few songs, any one that jumps out can dominate the major music platforms, but unfortunately this uncle is a bit old and his image is average.

The best way is to buy these songs and let other singers come to the show.

As long as the publicity and operation are done well, these songs can completely create a second-tier singer.

With a little luck, it is even possible to be on the front line!

And such a scene is now being staged all over the country.

At the same time, many local small internet celebrities also ran towards Huaqiangbei.

These Internet celebrities, Ou Ningshi, make money by making funny jokes and dressing up videos, but after seeing this uncle's video, they have a hunch that this uncle will definitely be able to attract a wave of fans.

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