The scale of the bar is far larger than He Xiao imagined.

After passing through the promenade at the entrance, the true face of the interior is fully revealed.

It is divided into two floors, covering a wide area, with card tables lined up on both sides and a dense small round table in the middle, which is basically full.

Since it is a Chinatown, it is naturally mostly Chinese, most of whom are familiar yellow-skinned faces, and only a few white people drink and chat in the corner tower.

The interior of the hall is also quite artistic, with guitars and celebrity posters hanging on the walls.

He Xiao himself was born as a resident singer in the tavern, so he naturally did not resist this atmosphere, and squeezed out a seat on the card table to sit down, and a Chinese bartender who was wiping his goblet greeted him.

"Brother, what to drink?"

He saw that He Xiao was yellow-skinned and black-haired, and he looked Chinese, so he said in Chinese.

Hearing the familiar Mandarin, He Xiao also felt a little kinder, glanced at the menu, and ordered one casually.

After glancing at the name of the wine, the bartender smiled and brought over a glass of mixed brandy, and after a while, he brought over a fruit plate and said, "This plate is a gift, and today is the day of the annual Chinatown concert, there will be an event later, you can stay and visit." ”

As he spoke, the bartender handed over a small sign with an introduction to the Chinatown concert.

"Thank you. ”

He smiled and thanked him, took a slight sip of brandy, and the strong aroma of wine hit his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Putting the small sign introducing the event in front of his eyes, he began to scrutinize it.

This so-called "Chinatown Concert" has a long history, and it has existed for more than 20 years.

It has been held in various countries, and it is an exchange meeting created to bring together all overseas Chinese music lovers.

The Chinatown concerts in Paris are famous throughout Europe, especially among Western European countries, and are definitely the number one authority.

Every year, it attracts a large number of music lovers and overseas Chinese to gather together to exchange experiences and expand their contacts.

He Xiao put down the small card in his hand and turned his head to look at the hall.

The bar is divided into two floors, and at first glance, it is crowded with people and the noise of various languages fills your ears.

The concert will be held for 15 consecutive days, and today is the fifth day, and I heard that the first two days were even more popular than today.

The original intention of the party is to let everyone get to know each other together, except for some small activities held in the middle, most of the time is for everyone to move freely.

He Xiao leaned back in his chair, eating fruit, drinking wine, and listening to the chatting of the people around him.

To put it bluntly, he just came over to join in the fun.

He is going back to China the day after tomorrow, and he plans to have a good time in Paris today, and the atmosphere of this Chinatown concert is quite to his taste, so he plans to see if there are any interesting activities in the future.

Just as his eyes wandered around, there was a sudden commotion at the top of the stairs.

I saw a fashionably dressed white woman, surrounded by a large number of people, walking up to the second floor.

This woman is young, tall, and walks with a supermodel demeanor.

The most important thing is that face, which turned out to be familiar and unexpected to He Xiao.

Because this is his old friend, one of the mentors of "The Voice of Dreams", Carol.

"She's here too?"

He Xiao blinked, it felt like it was too much of a coincidence, this was really a meeting of old people in a foreign country, and Carol actually came to attend the concert in Chinatown in Paris.

She is an official debut star, although she focuses on the domestic market, she is also well-known abroad, and she can be regarded as a public figure.

Everyone here is an amateur, and there is no wild way to debut, so Carol should be the one with the biggest coffee position among everyone, and she is naturally praised by the stars.

It wasn't until he was invited to a private seat on the second floor by the bar owner that the figure gradually disappeared, and the first floor was quiet.

It seems that foreign star chasers are no worse than domestic ones, and they are as crazy as seeing stars.

He Xiao touched his nose and thought a little funny.

He didn't rush up to say hello, although they were old friends, but they hadn't seen each other for so long, and the relationship was more or less rusty.

And he sat on the card stand on the first floor, Carol was on the second floor, a little far away, there were so many people on the scene, it was really inconvenient to squeeze through the crowd.

After drinking another glass of brandy, He Xiao was a little upset, and his face was slightly drunk.

At this time, on the small stage in the middle, a slightly fatter Chinese guy dressed in hip-hop style jumped up.

He held the microphone in his hand, and after flicking his fingertips on it, it attracted everyone's attention.

"Everyone, welcome to the annual Chinatown Concert, and we welcome all music lovers to swim in the ocean of music on this beautiful night!"

"Guys, it's our party night!"

"Let's get high!"

As he finished speaking, he picked up a bottle of champagne on the table, shook it vigorously, and slammed the cork, squirting out of the crystalline liquid.

The deafening subwoofer roared throughout the audience, and everyone was writhing and carnivaling.

The atmosphere is dry.

He Xiao didn't know how to dance, so he sat at the bar and drank a little wine, smiling and watching them perform.

Occasionally, I will record two small videos and send them to my sister, so that parents who are on vacation in Sanya can also feel the atmosphere of foreign music.

However, because of the time difference, Huaguo is 7 hours faster than France, so his parents have fallen asleep and will only reply to him tomorrow after seeing the message.

He couldn't laugh too much, listening to the songs in his ears, and enjoying his last time in France.

On the stage, when the event was almost underway, the host came up and started to hold some small games.

Because everyone is in the music circle, the activities are also related to music, He Xiao has become commonplace, and he has played this thing a lot at the annual meeting of Xing Accord.

It's just that the rules of the game are a little different, and this one of the Chinatown concerts is more interesting, called "Song Solitaire".

I saw the host take out a leather ball, put it in his hand and turn it, smiled at everyone and introduced:

"Song solitaire game, the same rules as idiom solitaire, by the small ball to decide who is the next solitaire, if the solitaire is successful, then you will get all the free consumption rewards tonight!"

"Wow-"

The crowd was excited.

This bar is one of the largest in Paris, and there are many famous wines in the store, some of which are tens of thousands of bottles.

If all purchases are free, then you will make a lot of money tonight.

Many people are gearing up, urging the host to hurry up and start the game.

"Hehe, don't be in time, I'll be the first serve first!"

The host put the ball at his feet, then held the guitar and gently sang a Chinese pop song, the last word mentioned of which was "sun".

The next solitaire needs to sing a song related to the sun, as long as the lyrics contain these two words, or the meaning of the song is the same, it is considered a pass.

"Grab the ball, guys!"

The host threw the ball high, and a group of people rushed to grab it.

The yellow ball rolled around in everyone's hands and finally landed in the hands of a tall guy.

He was a little excited, and after holding the ball on stage, he pondered for a while before catching the dragon.

With the first good start, the atmosphere is high again.

The following solitaire will be decided by the tall guy throwing the ball.

It's just that the last word of his song is "sewage", which is relatively rare and unusual.

So when the ball was thrown, the next lucky person who grabbed the ball did not succeed in catching it, and it was a great pity that it failed.

The ball had to be passed again, but after four or five people in a row, they couldn't catch the inscription.

Everyone was speechless, it seems that this reward for free orders is not so easy to get.

The host had no choice but to give up the topic of "sewage" and choose to re-kick off.

This time the last word of the song is "Seine".

Once again, the ball was tossed high and passed down.

But perhaps it was the morale that was frustrated, and this time the many musicians present did not rush to catch the ball, but began to think hard about countermeasures, so as not to grab the ball and not be able to answer, and lose a person in vain.

And the topic of the Seine......

I have to say that there are really too few Chinese songs about the Seine.

There are a few in Paris.

However, this is a music gathering in the Chinese circle, and only Chinese songs can be sung according to the rules, and French songs are not in line with the theme.

Everyone couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, so they all avoided the ball, and as a result, they were in a state where no one dared to pick it up.

The ball jumped high, hit the wall, the corner of the table, and scurried around, the elasticity gradually disappeared, and began to roll in the direction of the card table, and finally stopped in front of a young boy sitting with his back to the crowd.

The boy was holding a glass of brandy in his hand, his little face was flushed, and when he saw the ball at his feet, he turned around in confusion......