Shengqian City, an international metropolis with five oceans and dragons and snakes.

Although this first-line southern metropolis is only a few kilometers away from the town where Wang Xiaoxiao's ancestral home is located, however, it is very prosperous, not only with the name of "the most abundant singer in the country", hundreds of stars of all sizes have come out of here, and even created a myth that is not much different from the fame of the capital, and is known as the "entertainment capital" in China.

In such a world where the entertainment industry can be comparable to that of Western countries, such artistic acts as singing and movies seem to have been integrated into the skills of ordinary life.

In the eyes of the industry, this magical land has always been known as a song city and a movie theater, and almost everyone in the entertainment industry knows that it is the only Chinese pearl in China that can compete with Korean entertainment and entertainment.

However, since the sleeping Oriental Dragon was forcibly awakened by Western devils, the crowded cross streets of this city have long been more than just the world of black-haired and yellow-skinned Chinese. This place is full of foreigners from all corners of the world: blacks, whites...... No matter where they come from, "entertainment" is bound to be the most important part of their trip.

As the so-called times create heroes, in such a fast-paced and prosperous city, entertainment is undoubtedly a war without gunpowder, under the ** of various entertainment tycoons and companies, even if you are worth more than 100 million yuan and are red through half the sky, it is absolutely possible to be ** overnight and become a poor egg with **two. On the contrary, even if you are a stinky beggar, once you are favored by the Star Group, it is absolutely possible to become a big star who is red to purple overnight.

Therefore, there is a saying in the Holy Thousand Cities: In the Holy Thousand Cities, knowing that entertainment does not necessarily lead everyone to the path of starlight, but if a person can't even sing the simplest songs, then he must have no place in this city......

Cold winds gusted.

Jiang Qi walked alone on the strange road of the Holy Thousand City.

Since Wang Xiaoxiao's town did not have a suitable time to lead to Yunhai City, Jiang Qi could only take a tattered urban and rural train in the town early in the morning and come to the core railway station in the center of the city.

As the most typical city in the south of China, there is no heating in the room, so Jiang Qi feels extremely cold, and when she walks on the road, she feels that the wind is cooler than in the north......

However, even so, in front of this dilapidated old railway station, there is a completely different scene:

Under the howling cold wind, the narrow square was crowded with all kinds of people: government officials in suits and leather shoes, heroic veterans, and childish male and female students...... They are like copper striking iron, going their own way, and they seem to be unconcerned about the mist that gathers around them......

Woo -

As a train gradually moved out of the Holy Thousand City, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the noisy exit hall finally became quiet for a moment.

"Ticket office."

Walking mechanically at the back of the crowd, Jiang Qi finally found this familiar word in the cracks, exhaled softly, and slowly detoured across the road.

Walking at the end of the bustling people entering and leaving the station of various occupations, walking at the end of the crowd looked like a pair of father and son from the countryside, with simple clothes and honest expressions, each carrying a cheap woven bag in his hand.

They seem to have been attracted by the high-rise buildings since they got off the train, and in the midst of the noise, a pair of wide-eyed eyes have never seen the road under their feet.

"Wow! Third uncle! Is this the Holy Thousand Cities? It's great, I've never seen so many high-rise buildings since I came out of my mother's womb......"

The young man in his twenties couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and kept scanning the bustling city full of modern atmosphere, and a pair of eyes that were already bright doubled at this time.

"Of course! Is it wrong to have a third uncle to lead the way? The third uncle is a person who has seen the world, how can he bluff your third uncle in a slap-sized holy thousand city......

The middle-aged man with a slightly bulging belly unconsciously showed a little pride on his face when he heard the words of praise from the young man. He cocked his shoulders and pouted and boasted:

"I think that back then, your third uncle and I followed your grandfather with a Xiao Li flying knife, which can be described as killing Buddha and killing ghosts and ghosts, breaking through the north and south of the river, driving the little devils everywhere, and when I arrived in this city, it was even more shocking to cry ghosts and gods......"

"Huh? Third uncle, didn't you say last time that your grandfather taught you a nunchuck? Why has it become Xiao Li Fei ...... now?"

The young man suddenly stopped walking and became deeply suspicious of the story that the third uncle had revised again.

came from the countryside with a star dream, and actually felt a little suspicious of the third uncle's absurd words until now.

Is it easy to become a star in a big city? Ah Xing was very uncertain at this time.

"Well, this ...... How about it, your third uncle? Stinky boy! Don't forget, I've crossed more bridges than you've walked......"

Hearing his nephew's complaint, the beer-bellied man was not happy at this time, he was speechless, his eyes widened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the back of the young man's head.

The young man smiled slyly, obviously expecting this hand, and quickly squatted down, flexibly dodging the third uncle's attack.

The young man from the countryside was so naughty, like a child who didn't grow up, and though he looked to be at least in his twenties, he was not at all steady, and he walked around like a monkey, and several times he was almost hit by a speeding car because he was curious about the stalls on the side of the road.

His third uncle was still a little older, and when he saw that it was getting late, he urged: "Ah Xing, stop messing around, we have to perform a few more shows before dark, otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't even have the money to live in the hotel tonight!" ”

"Oh, got it, Third Uncle."

Ah Xing heard the urging of the third uncle, Ah Xing pursed his lips slightly, and left the stalls of the dazzling destinations with reluctance, and quickly followed the third uncle.

The two rustic countrymen, who were babbling and rustic, seemed to be indifferent in the face of the strange stares of passers-by all the way, and walked through the streets and alleys all the way forward......

"Well, I'm not going to cross over! Why are these two people so similar to the golden pair of Stephen Chow and Wu Mengda? Could it be that these two guys are cosplaying, what are they filming? ”

Because he has admired Stephen Chow very much since he was a child, seeing these two guys mixed in the crowd is extremely dazzling, Jiang Qi suddenly became curious about the strange behavior of the two people......

However, it wasn't until they followed the two of them out of the train station that they didn't notice any camera behind them......

"Uh, that's weird? is still cowering under the overpass, is it really a street performer? ”

Waiting in line to buy tickets, Jiang Qi saw that there were nearly two hours before the car came, and wanted to take advantage of this time to go to the opposite side for a meal, but at this time, he actually saw the two of them under the overpass.

However, the difference is that at this time, the two got a stereo out of nowhere, each holding a microphone in their hands, and actually started singing on the street, and they also used Cantonese:

"Life, dreams are like long roads, let the wind and frost, the wind and frost stay on the face, in the red dust, how many directions are there in the dream, looking for the beloved of the crazy dream, the road follows the people......"

"A Chinese Ghost Story! Leslie Cheung's most classic song! ”

Listening to the familiar melody, Jiang Qi was suddenly attracted by the young man's voice.

Although, at this time, the simple equipment in front of him could not be worse, however, the voice of this thin young man is extremely pure, not only has no sound, but also every syllable is extremely subtle, as if his brother is alive.

"Isn't it! This kid actually has the ability to sing! This is also an exaggeration! ”

The scanning pupil just swept it casually, and Jiang Qi found that this guy actually had the ability to sing, and he was shocked.

It's just a street singer! How can you have such a high level of talent!

You must know that the boy who was selected last time by absorbing singing skills at Yunhai University is extremely talented, and he has practiced since he was a child, and he is also a fourth-level singing ability.

As soon as his heart moved, Jiang Qi quickly attracted the melody that he was passively listening to, automatically blocking the noisy soundtrack, and as soon as he closed his eyes, classic scenes immediately appeared in his mind.

"Hey, man, support it, look at my nephew singing so well! It's okay to give a piece or two, we just arrived in this city for our dreams, and we are really desperate......"

Seeing that there were already many spectators gathered around at this time, the older mustachioed man, with a pitiful look, immediately took out a broken box, nodded and bowed, while chasing the figure and humming and begging.

"What! Still want money? Lao Tzu is merciful enough not to call the chengguan to clear the field......"

Although Jiang Qi praised the young man's singing skills, however, there were indeed few people on the street who knew how to see it, and when they saw these two men asking for money, they immediately hid away as if they had met a plague god.

In the end, it was the impatient young man Ah Xing who couldn't bear his anger first, threw his worn-out backpack on the ground, and said in annoyance and frustration: "Third uncle, can you do it, didn't you say that when you go to a big city, you can make money by singing two capitals casually?" We've circled this place three times, and if we don't find anything to eat, our uncle and nephew will starve to death here!"

Ah Xingyi frowned, like a deflated ball, lying on his luggage and unable to get up: "Please, third uncle, please stop lying to children, okay, these big cities are not as easy to make money as you told me at home, and here, there is not gold everywhere!" If it were really like what you said, we wouldn't have been here for three days without a full ......" (To be continued.) )