In fact, in his last life, Tang Zheng once thought about becoming a singer, because whether he listened to the recording of his own voice, or through the feelings of his friends after listening to it, he felt that his talent in singing was not bad.

Therefore, when he first came out of the campus, Tang Zheng had an idea in this regard, because the money for singing is too fast, especially for those who sing in the bar, a song is two or three hundred, if you are lucky, catch a few shows, and the income at the end of the day will be extremely considerable.

However, Tang Zheng was deceived several times by several fraudulent companies that recruited this kind of recruitment, and claimed that even if he got the opportunity to sing in the bar, he would have to give these fraudulent companies a part of the kickback, at least more than half, otherwise he wouldn't arrange it for you.

Although these are just the words of a liar, it also makes Tang Zheng understand how deep the water is in this industry, maybe the real situation is the same as the rhetoric of those liars, and it is not something that ordinary people can get involved in at all, because those words are too reasonable even in the eyes of Tang Zheng now.

Therefore, even if it is in the nature of playing tickets now, Tang Zheng's first thought will not be to try his luck in finding a bar or something, but to use the way of being a wandering singer first, so that passers-by can test their singing voice first, whether they can attract them.

Although it is said that the eyes are temporarily blind, but before Tang Zheng was reborn, there were many wandering singers he saw on the street, so he knew how to play this set, but now is not the era when audio accompaniment is flying all over the sky, so Tang Zheng, like everyone else, only needs a broken acoustic guitar and a small box for money, and he doesn't even have a microphone for amplification.

"Boy, do you know the rules? I don't know if this place is mine? ”

Tang Zheng had just laid out the guys. When he cleared his throat and was about to start singing, a voice came from the slanted thorn, and it sounded very angry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that there were people here, so I'll give it to you."

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, although it is said that Tang Zheng is now choosing the place. It's already relatively remote under the overpass, but I didn't expect that there is still a master here.

Although Tang Zheng's current image looks very down-and-out, he is an out-and-out rich man, and the profession of a wandering singer sounds very chic, but the word "wandering" has completely explained the problem, to put it bluntly, if he is really rich, who would be willing to show his head like this?

"Wait, is there something wrong with your vision?"

And the same as those who are truly blind. Even if Tang Zheng's movements in his hands didn't look much different from normal people, his eyes didn't need to blink at all, which the person who spoke out could see this.

Tang Zheng smiled slightly, nodded, and did not deny it.

"Then you can just come with me, see that you are also a newcomer, so as not to be rushed by others, just when I am tired of singing, I can rest."

Seeing Tang Zheng so "pitiful". The man couldn't help but feel some compassion.

"Thank you very much!"

Tang Zheng was not hypocritical, "Wait a minute." I'll give you half of my income as a thank you fee for renting here. ”

"No need, buddy, although I am also a difficult person, I don't dare to take advantage of such a advantage, otherwise I will be struck by lightning."

In the eyes of this young man, Tang Zheng is obviously a "disabled person". Although he looks very thoughtful, but as the so-called "gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way", not to mention that he is just a small convenience.

And most importantly, in such a remote place. The flow of people can only be regarded as unsatisfactory, and there is not much money for singing a day, so it is good to barely be able to mix food and clothing.

"It's okay, I'll talk about these later, let me introduce myself, my name is Tang Zheng, what do you call it, buddy?"

Tang Zheng didn't care, he was also a person who used to be a "North Drifter", and understood that young people in the capital called each other "buddies".

"Hehe, my name is Cheng Kun, you can call me Ah Kun."

The young man stretched out his hand in a friendly manner and shook Tang Zheng's hand.

"Cheng Kun? Hybrid Thunderbolt? ”

Tang Zheng pretended to be surprised, and wanted to show a continuous admiration like a surging river, but unfortunately his eyes were not very in place, and he looked very fake.

"Dude, you're so funny!"

Cheng Kun slapped Tang Zheng's shoulder lightly, of course he knew that Tang Zheng was joking, but it was undeniable that with such a simple sentence, the two of them didn't seem to be as unfamiliar as before.

Tang Zheng also smiled and said, "It's almost time, why don't you sing Ah Kun first, I just want to appreciate it." ”

Although Tang Zheng's current divine sense range is very small, due to the temporary loss of vision, his sense of hearing has also improved slightly, and the surroundings of his Dao have begun to be a little noisy, which is obviously from passers-by.

"It's almost, that buddy is not hypocritical, warm up first."

For wandering singers, when there is a lot of traffic, they must sing hard, even if their voices are hoarse, they can't stop, this is their only opportunity to make money, although the effect is not very good.

Like Tang Zheng's preparation, Cheng Kun also played and sang by himself with a broken acoustic guitar.

In Tang Zheng's opinion, Cheng Kun's guitar playing is very average, and his singing voice is also very average, so even if he sings a few popular songs in a row, few people have invested money in him.

And because of the continuous high-pitched notes, the damage to his throat was very great, so he simply stopped, picked up a bottle of water on the ground, unscrewed it and took a sip, and then said to Tang Zheng: "Dude, it's your turn." ”

"Well, good!"

Tang Zheng nodded, without the slightest pretension, perhaps saying that he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

In the previous life, Tang Zheng still didn't have much courage to sing in such a public place, but now it's different, maybe it's because he can't see the relationship between others, Tang Zheng doesn't care much about this.

After plucking the strings a few times, Tang Zheng began to sing by himself.

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving, I woke up from crying.

Watching the night breeze blow across the windowsill, can you feel my love?

……

Tang Zheng is also half a professional, although it is said that now is to pass the visual trial and experience the life of a wandering singer by the way, but he doesn't want to mess around, since he has a guitar in his hand, the songs that are naturally preferred are those that are suitable for playing and singing with a guitar.

Like the one he sings now, it is a very popular song from the popular group Mizuki Fenghua, called "Life with You", which is somewhat of a campus folk style, and it is best to accompany it with a guitar.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, then he knows whether there is a way, because the road of music masters has long been opened, so no matter what kind of instrument he plays, Tang Zheng can play at a very high level.

For people who play the guitar, even if they play the same tune, the feeling of a master and an ordinary person is very different, this red song, Cheng Kun has naturally played it before, he is such a feeling at this time, of course, he is naturally the ordinary person, and Tang Zheng is the master.

And when Tang Zheng started singing, he immediately felt dumbfounded, even if the bottle of water in his hand fell to the ground and splashed his pants.

Because Tang Zheng's voice is so good, the kind of clear baritone with a bit of magnetism, singing this song is really suitable, why do you think it's the original song when you listen to it!

The masses not only have bright eyes, but also ears that can recognize the sound of a good man, like Tang Zheng's song as soon as it came out, it gave people a different feeling, therefore, immediately many people's footsteps unconsciously stopped, listening to those beautiful melodies.

"How many people have loved the face of your youth,

Who is willing to endure the ruthless changes of the years,

How many people have come and gone back in your life,

You can know that I will be by your side all my life

……

When Tang Zheng sang the chorus, there were already many people around, in fact, it was not the rush hour after work, and there were not many people passing under this overpass, but now, they were all attracted by Tang Zheng's singing.

"It's awesome singing, it's like the original singing!"

"That's it, it's the first time I've heard such a beautiful song under the overpass, it's so good!"

"This young man is so handsome, and he plays the guitar so well, maybe he is a top student in the conservatory! But this song is really good! ”

……

After Tang Zheng finished singing, the passers-by who listened carefully expressed their opinions, and of course, the applause was also very warm.

After listening to such a good song, if you don't throw some money to support the singer, everyone will feel embarrassed, so these listeners are applauding and throwing a lot of money into the small cardboard box in front of Tang Zheng.

And after losing the money, they didn't leave immediately, but continued to wait here, wanting to hear what Tang Zheng would sing next, there was no way, the charm of good music is so great.

Tang Zheng did not disappoint them, and the next song from the "King of Tribrato" Zhang Yu's "Good Intentions" moved many elderly people, because Tang Zheng's voice simply sang to their hearts and evoked some memories of their past.

Although Tang Zheng did not deliberately imitate Zhang Yu, Tang Zheng also performed the iconic trills perfectly, with his own voice, giving people a refreshing feeling, so if he received some applause and rewards, there would naturally be no accidents.

This should be considered a preliminary success! Tang Zheng thought in his heart. (To be continued......)