Chapter 150: Little Trash Chorus

Qin Jian is a very lazy person, but this is not to say that he doesn't want to change, many people have a lot of goals, and they lack the ability to act to achieve them.

When Qin Jian finished putting on makeup and turned it into a weekend, Qin Jian's personality was released a lot, because he told himself, now that you are another person, no matter how embarrassed you are, no one will blame Qin Jian, and it will only be a weekend, so what else can you be afraid of.

This is not a split personality, it can only be said that Qin Jian stepped out of his comfort zone in life and bravely showed his excitement to the outside world.

This matter is actually very easy to understand, not to mention those keyboard warriors on the Internet, why can they be so unscrupulous and frankly tell the deepest secrets in their hearts, not because he changed a vest and thought that others did not know their true identity.

Dong Qing had already checked the topographic map of the family portrait mall on his mobile phone in advance, so at this time, he guided Qin Jian to park the car, and then the two of them walked into the mall.

Dong Qing called, and soon someone came to pick up Qin Jian, and Manager Wang came to entertain Qin Jian, and signed the contract, and put the negotiated 36,000 yuan into Qin Jian's account.

For clothes, Qin Jian is not very picky, and chooses a more youthful and casual outfit at random, Qin Jian at this time actually does not have a very clear understanding of his star identity.

This celebration of the family portrait mall is a summer promotion, and the people invited are all people who are a little famous in the magic capital, and there are no truly well-known stars in the country.

Qin Jian was the third to last to appear, and in front of him was a group of beautiful girls from the university's dance club dancing, which was enthusiastically cheered by the audience who watched the excitement.

Real celebrities can be seen from their aura, which is completely different from those Internet celebrities.

The 1.8-meter-tall weekend has the temperament of the most classical beauty in China, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, husky-style black eyeliner, with a mysterious danger.

On the weekend, he walked on the stage, smiling slightly, and looked at the hundreds of spectators under the stage, many of whom were rich aunts and uncles, as well as young men and women who watched the excitement.

Because the family portrait mall is a relatively expensive place, a piece of clothing is easily thousands of yuan, hundreds of yuan are relatively rare, and less than 100 is almost none.

Weekends are very smart people, and a lot of the time they just don't like to show their intelligence, and they think it's tiring to think like that.

"Hello folks, I am a native of the magic capital of the weekend, recently garbage classification has made me choke enough, I feel that my head is big, so I have inspiration, wrote a small garbage, I hope you can have a little empathy. ”

When he said this on the weekend, he used the local dialect of the magic capital, and he did it on purpose.

Because I know that the owner of the family portrait mall who spent money to invite him to sing over on the weekend is a local from the magic capital, and whoever spends money is the boss and the object of the weekend.

As for the audience who joined in the fun, no matter how many people there were, it had nothing to do with the weekend.

Dong Qing squatted in a corner with a brand-new Apple mobile phone that was casually stuffed into him on the weekend, and was shooting videos there, as the living materials of the stars on weekends in the future.

"This song is for the girls I used to like, and for the sorted garbage that I threw away. ”

"I want to see you again, even if I get old in a hurry, I want to see you again, I want to see you again. The last time I saw you, I forgot, forgot to breathe. How beautiful, so youthful in the sun. ”

Holding and singing on weekends without going out of tune, singing with feelings, these two top good habits, it can be said that no matter what kind of occasion, it is a steady singer.

What's more, because the song Little Trash was written by Qin Jian himself, it has a sense of truth, so every time he sings, Qin Jian can truly integrate his feelings into it, and then exude his emotions to infect those listeners, so that they can fall into the story of their singing voice to trigger the fragments of youth memories that have regretted or regretted in their hearts.

The most important reason for all songs that can move people is because the person who is moved has a similar story to this song.

The hundreds of passers-by and audience at the scene, as the song sounded, all quieted down at this time, listening to the song quietly, with some complicated meanings in their eyes.

"I was so painful that I asked myself, why wasn't it you in the end?, and I cried and laughed at myself because we didn't have a relationship. I don't think about you anymore, you live forever in memory. If time could go back, I would like to ask you one more question, what kind of trash am I in the classification of your heart. ”

Dong Qing listened to Qin Jian singing there, and he also felt that he was attracted by the singing, but Dong Qing didn't have any special feelings, because Dong Qing had never been in love, and he didn't have any regrets, and there was no secret love such as emotional experience.

In order to survive, for a better life, and to be able to let the two younger sisters get better food, clothing, housing and transportation, Dong Qing really tried his best, how could he have any other thoughts to ponder emotional things.

Listening to Qin Jian sing this song, Dong Qing was thinking about one thing, if the song Little Trash really became Qin Jian's masterpiece, then will everyone say this in the future, you see that person He is garbage on weekends, garbage on weekends.

"The following is the rap time, the lyrics are very simple, if you are interested, you can follow me to rap. ”

The soprano recorded by Tang Strawberry sounded, and Qin Jian's words were short and powerful, and he quickly told this rap.

Qin Jian felt that only Chinese rap belonged to this country, and he didn't like to add a single English letter to it.

"Dry garbage, wet garbage, recyclable garbage, hazardous garbage. ”

This rap lyrics are really infectious, and they can make these old folks in the magic capital feel the fear of being dominated by garbage classification.

When they sang it for the second time on the weekend, the audience couldn't help but shout along.

"Dry garbage, wet garbage, recyclable garbage, hazardous garbage. ”

The weekend was also a bit crazy, feeling that the atmosphere was gradually becoming crazy, and then raised his right hand on the stage, walking quickly, waving his palms.

Thanks to Han Lemon for Qin Jian's dance training for such a long time, so that Qin Jian can show his youthful vitality on this big stage, instead of looking embarrassed and out of shape.

"Dry garbage, wet garbage, recyclable garbage, hazardous garbage. ”

The accompaniment sounded, Qin Jian quieted down, smiled and waved his hand below the stage, and received enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Qin Jian followed the accompaniment and sang his main song again, at this time, the onlookers had already picked up their mobile phones and were ready to shoot this singing video, and they really felt that this artist sang well on the weekend.

"I want to see you again, even if I get old in a hurry, I want to see you again, I want to see you again. ”

Standing in the center of the stage on the weekend, he was fearless and his eyes were shining like stars in the night sky.

The light and shallow singing tells the story hidden deep in his heart, telling it eloquently, just like yesterday's picture, the three girls who had a crush, and the arrogant solo Han Lemon on the stage.

A drop of sweat slipped from Qin Jian's face and fell to the ground, splashing everywhere.

"Wow, he actually sang and cried, it's really amazing. ”

[A monthly pass for 100 words update, this is my scientific calculation, because this new book month is only 16 days, assuming a day 4 more 8,000 words, that is 1280 monthly passes, in my previous experience, my book of monthly tickets is almost this number, it shouldn't be too bad, it shouldn't be overturned.] 】