After being broken by Qingmei, I became a top player

Chen Shuren's own singing skills are only at the entry level, but he can tell that this man's level is much higher than him. At least if he sings the other party's songs, he will definitely not be able to achieve the current effect.

Wow wow wow, nearly 80% of the nearly a hundred people gathered around spontaneously applauded, and one after another some people took out their mobile phones to look for the QR code for the reward.

"Huh? Why don't you see the QR code?"

Some passers-by asked in confusion.

"Brother, this is Battle, no rewards are needed, just applause."

Someone explained.

"Ah? There's a Battle here, who's with whom?"

"Here! Just Mawei and that young man. I heard that the young man is a student of Jinghong Academy."

"Huh? That's a good show to watch. Jinghong Academy, how can we not have two brushes?"

Some passers-by showed interest.

"Tsk~" someone sneered, "Do you really think that everyone who comes out of school is capable? I have a friend who graduated from Nishang College, but now he is selling kebabs."

"You can't say that. Although there are good and bad, most students who graduate from the three major colleges will not have a problem making ends meet as long as they continue to pursue the career of artists. But... this kid doesn't seem to be very old, so it's not like that. New student, right?"

Someone looked at Chen Shuren's face and wondered.

"Okay, stop talking, people are about to come on stage, whether they are mules or horses, we will know in a moment."

The sounds around him became much quieter after Chen Shuren came out.

Looking at the group of strangers surrounding him and the inquiring and unconcerned look in their eyes, Chen Shuren felt nothing in his heart.

The baptism in the auditorium yesterday made him no longer nervous when performing in front of others.

He took off the guitar bag on his back and took out Xie Haiqi's guitar.

"Should I buy myself a guitar?"

Chen Shuren thought this, then he cleared his throat and looked at everyone.

"I bring you an original song, "The Past You", I hope you like it."

As soon as these words came out, ordinary melon-eating people didn't think anything of it, but some passers-by who knew a little bit about music raised their eyebrows, feeling that this kid's intention of showing off was a bit too obvious.

"Tsk tsk, it's an original song, how dare you."

Some people smiled and shook their heads.

I don’t blame them. If they were singing normally, it would be nothing, but now Chen Shuren is in Battle.

Although the new song is novel, it also has its shortcomings.

Slightly more difficult lyrics or polyphonic words will separate people emotionally, and if you sing without knowing the lyrics, it will be difficult for the audience to get involved in the singing.

Therefore, when they heard that Chen Shuren was going to sing the original song, these people subconsciously shook their heads, feeling that Chen Shuren was trying to please others.

Of course, Chen Shuren knew nothing about this. He only knew that he had to do his best to sing well.

Taking a deep breath, he strummed the guitar in his hand and started to play the rhythm. Everyone's eyes began to focus on Chen Shuren.

The talent of emotional contagion also spreads out quietly from Chen Shuren's singing.

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I once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

The young mind is always a little frivolous

Now you are at home all over the world

…

When the song started, just the first few lyrics made the ponytail singer standing nearby stop spinning the cigarette in his right hand.

His originally unfocused eyes were suddenly firmly fixed on Chen Shuren. His eyes no longer had the calmness before, but were replaced by wonder and complexity.

"Sure enough, it's my problem that I didn't enter Jinghong Academy."

Along with the singing, thinking of his career as a wandering singer over the years, the pony-tailed man suddenly fell silent.

"Should I continue to persevere on this road..."

The ponytail man's eyes were dim.

But Chen Shuren's singing continued.

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Di li li li di li li den da

Di li li li di li li li da da

Di li li li di li li li da da

…

Listening to these incomprehensible lyrics, the group of people who had previously laughed at Chen Shuren's pretentiousness were dumbfounded.

"Damn it, these lyrics..."

"Awesome!"

"Haha, didn't you say that original songs are bad? What is this?"

"The singing is so good and the song writing is so good!"

"That's what I'm talking about? Jinghong is indeed Jinghong!"

Those who spoke softly were all young people, while the more middle-aged people who stopped were just listening silently, their eyes unfocused.

But without exception, when the female companions around these people pulled them to go shopping in confusion, they did not pull.

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every time you are sad

Just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends walking on the road beside me

How many are waking up

Let's drink this glass of wine

A good man's heart is like the sea

Experienced all kinds of ups and downs in life

This smile is warm and innocent

…

"Whether I want to go or not, I want to go!"

A woman dressed sexy and voluptuous was angry at a man in his early thirties who suddenly stood there in a daze.

The middle-aged man glanced at the woman.

"Bang!"

The seven or eight shopping bags hanging on the middle-aged man's arm were suddenly thrown out.

In the woman's astonishment, the middle-aged man walked towards the place where the singing came from, faster and faster, and more and more urgently.

Scenes similar to this are being repeated within the reach of the singing. All the people attracted by the singing are looking for the source of the singing, as if... looking for something they have lost.

…

The singing gradually decreased. When Chen Shuren stopped playing the guitar and recovered from the hearty singing, he was surprised to realize that he was surrounded by a dense crowd of people. Most of them had thin hair. .

But fortunately, these people seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding and did not step within ten meters of Chen Shuren.

"You win, this place will be yours from now on."

"The mission is completed, victory is achieved, and the halo and street artist are rewarded."

"Halo: Street artist, when performing on the street, temperament +5"

The ponytail man came over and handed Chen Shuren a cigarette.

Looking at the man in front of him, Chen Shuren suddenly felt that something was different about him.

Out of courtesy, Chen Shuren reached out and took the cigarette.

"Crack!"

The sound of a lighter sounded, and before Chen Shuren could refuse, the sound of lighters and "hissing" sounds were heard one after another around him.

Turning his head and looking at the group of people, Chen Shuren thought for a while, raised his hand, put the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out his hands to surround the flames in front of him.

This was the first time in his two lives combined that he had smoked.

In his previous life, he originally planned to try smoking after he went to college, but something happened later. Although he could still move his mouth, it was impossible for his family to pass him cigarettes.

Watching the flame light the cigarette butt, Chen Shuren was about to take a puff when a thick hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and took away the cigarette from his mouth.

"Who asked you to smoke here? Huh? I'll put them out! You want to be fined, don't you?"

Chen Shuren looked up slightly blankly, and a man wearing a security uniform appeared in front of him, glaring at him and Ponytail with a fierce look on his face.

Behind him, there were a dozen staff members also wearing security uniforms who were smoking cigarettes one by one.

"Zhou Yiqing! Do you still want to hang out here? You're even taking the lead in smoking!"

The security guard pointed at the ponytail man Zhou Yiqing and yelled.

Normally, Zhou Yiqing would have handed over his cigarette to apologize when faced with such accusations.

But this time...

"Haha, I can smoke whenever I want. Is there a fine?"

Zhou Yiqing took out his wallet, took out the few Daxia coins inside, and stuffed it directly into the security guard's pocket.

"Two hundred for one, right? I want to smoke three!"

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