The port city is like this, with three religions and nine streams in the market, and a variety of life in the prosperity, constituting this unique Oriental Pearl.

Streets in Mong Kok.

In the noisy night market, a group of shirtless men with large gold chains around their necks are ...... Collect protection money!

More than a dozen men surrounded a girl who looked like she hadn't left the campus yet, attracting a crowd of pedestrians to stop and watch.

Undeterred by the fingers of the people around them, a yellow-haired thug kicked over the guitar case in front of the girl, and the coins and scattered notes in it were scattered at once.

"Damn!" Huang Mao pushed away the girl who came up to pick up the money, "Doing business in Chaxiao Street, if you don't pay the protection fee, you will die!

"Big brother, I just came here today, I don't know that I still have to pay for singing here, I'll leave now!" The girl was obviously frightened, and she didn't dare to accept the change on the ground, so she hugged the guitar in her arms and apologized again and again.

But Huang Mao didn't seem to stop there, and grabbed the girl's hair, "Damn! Come if you say come, you can leave if you say go? I don't want to lose face! I can go, pay the protection fee first!"

"Big brother, I, I only have so much money, you can take it all!

Looking at the change on the ground, which was less than a hundred yuan in total, Huang Mao was completely enraged, "You who sent the beggars!

As he spoke, he raised his hand directly!

Just as the girl shrank into a ball with a scream, Huang Mao suddenly stretched out a hand behind her back and grabbed the slapp.

"Damn!" Huang Mao thought it was the girl's accomplice or a passer-by who didn't open his eyes and wanted to meddle, but when he turned around, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Dada, Dada, Brother Hui, why are you here?"

The slap did not fall on her face, and the girl, who was already crying with her neck shrunk, slowly opened her eyes, and saw a man with a face full of flesh and a bone scar on his eyebrows, standing in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Sing a song?"

Just as she was nervously swallowing her saliva, the man exhaled a long smoke and said something flirtatiously.

"Hey, my eldest brother is talking to you, let you sing it, hurry up?" Seeing that the girl didn't move, the yellow-haired dogleg shouted.

"Oh oh," with a crying voice, the girl tuned the guitar in her hand, and opened her mouth with a trembling voice: "Looking back slowly, the night that once belonged to each other, Honghong is still you, and the sun in my heart is ......"

Although she was surrounded by a group of troubled boys, as soon as the girl spoke, she still amazed the passers-by around her.

Maybe the technique is flawed, maybe the breath is not well adjusted, but the sound is really too clean!

Seeing the white and pure girl holding the guitar and interpreting a song "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que" with a different charm, passers-by applauded as if they were demonstrating, supporting the girl's courage.

Seeing this scene, the man who was called Brother Da Hui by Huang Mao frowned deeply.

Before the girl finished singing the first verse, she threw the cigarette butt in her hand on the ground and snatched the guitar from the girl's arms!

"My guitar!"

The beloved guitar was snatched, and the girl was finally anxious.

Seeing this scene, Rao didn't want to cause trouble for himself, but there were many people and passers-by to help;

"Hey, it's too much!"

"That's it, it's just a sing, why bother so much!"

"Damn, you don't have to bully people like this!"

"Shut up!" Hearing the discussion of the surrounding crowd, Dahui turned his head violently, and the fierce look on Scar's face immediately suppressed the people around him!

In the silence, Dahui looked at the girl, "Little sister, sing well, you look like this, don't come out and be embarrassed." ”

"Damn, do you know very well, the girl has a beautiful voice, okay?" the crowd shouted loudly.

Dahui frowned, took off the cigarette butt in his mouth directly, and smashed it on the ground!

In the amazement of the people around him, he picked up the guitar!

With a beautiful melody, the prelude to "Distant Her", which is no longer popular, but still full of charm, flowed out from the fingers full of tattoos!

"Use the slow breeze hing cui to send Liu Luoha" (let the evening breeze gently blow the sunset)

"I pour her deep every evening in the morning" (I'm used to thinking about her every evening)

"In the clouds, she is in the clouds, she is the fire zidu" (she can know at this moment in the distance)

"The thief's love is in my life" (this love is always remembered in my heart)

“……”

Hearing the gentle and endless sorrow of "Far Her", everyone present was stunned!

Even Huang Mao, who has been with his eldest brother for four or five years, never thought that Brother Dahui, who was rumored to cut people without blinking an eye, slashed eight streets with a kitchen knife, would have such a gentle side!

Until the end of the song, everyone still had not gotten rid of the song with a faint sorrow and worry.

The girl who was pushed aside just now had completely forgotten that the person standing in front of her was a big brother of the club, holding her hands, looking at Brother Dahui, who was still slightly closed and silent in her emotions, she couldn't help but hold her hands in the palm of her hand.

Then, the snatched guitar was shoved into her arms.

"If you want to sing, sing well. You sing so badly, forgive me that you can't earn enough three hundred yuan a night, and today's rent is free. Don't let me see you next time. ”

"Ah......h

Obviously, she was insulted and hit, but at this time, the girl had no temper at all. Seeing that the broad, mountain-like back was about to blend into the crowd, she hurriedly "sighed", pulled out a flyer from the guitar case, ran over with a red face, and stuffed it into Brother Dahui's hand.

"What's the matter?" said Daiki, glaring, viciously.

"You sang well, this is the leaflet of "The Voice of Hong Kong City", I originally wanted to go...... But I feel, I feel like you should try it more than I do......"

Looking at the flyer, the big headline "I heard, you have a dream about music?", Daiki was stunned.

Then he cut off, "Xiu teased you." ”

Ignoring the girl, he turned and left.

Not many people in the crowd noticed that the leaflet was held in the palm of the hand of a man with an appearance like a mountain and a voice like the wind.

……

On the 17th, Wireless Entertainment News officially broadcast Hao Yifu's statement. In the statement, in addition to standing up for the old rival ATV, and proposing that ATV's withdrawal from the chase of "Bao Qingtian" is responsible for the public audience, it is even more unexpected to everyone, announcing that wireless has reached an agreement with ATV to broadcast ATV's latest variety show "The Voice of Hong Kong City" in the form of broadcasting.

This statement is obviously Hao Yifu speaking for ATV, but in the media, it is interpreted as Hao Yifu's character explosion, smiling and hating, and helping his old rival Lin Baixin.

Seeing the wind and rain all over the city, it is rumored that Lin Baixin fainted again in his mansion.

Angry.

Time flies, and the dazzling effort is fleeting.

From the fifteenth to the eighteenth, within three days, as the remaining episodes of "Bao Qingtian" were broadcast, the number of episodes became fewer and fewer, and there was a panic in ATV.

But panic obviously can't stop the end from coming. Finally, on the 18th, the last episode of "Bao Qingtian" was played.

Just when all the Hong Kong City media were staring at ATV without "Bao Qingtian" and guessing where the ATV would go, the Voice of Hong Kong City quietly topped the time slot of "Bao Qingtian" and went on the horse.

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