Does Du Ming sing well? It can only be said that it is average, or not bad, but Du Ming has more than twice the mental power of ordinary people, when he sings, those unbearable sadness will affect all the people who hear this song with his mental power, so the people around who listen to Du Ming's singing are even more sad. Otherwise, it is estimated that there will be no such effect if it is changed to the original song.

After singing a song, there was silence around, and everyone fell into the memories of the past, until a car passed by and honked a whistle, which woke everyone up, and someone couldn't help but give applause to the song.

It is really rare for street performances to get everyone's applause, and looking at a bunch of people around here from a distance, I can't help but be curious to come and take a look.

"Brother, one more song, your song is amazing, I haven't heard it, what's the name? Shall I go back and search for it and download it? A man in his thirties, with a big belly that seemed to be four or five months pregnant, asked.

"Hehe, this song is called "Those Flowers", I shouldn't find it on the Internet, I wrote it myself." Du Ming's face is plagiarized, and there is no way to do it if he doesn't plagiarize, there is no one in the original world in this world.

"Damn, buddy! With your song, it must be popular in the future! This is the support of the eldest brother, don't be too little, come on! As he spoke, he took out a hundred yuan and threw it into the piano case at Du Ming's feet.

When Du Ming saw it, he was dumbfounded! No way! What's the situation, I just forgot to close this piano case when I was thinking about things just now, and I really didn't plan to collect money? I just want all of you to hear it, record it, and spread it on the Internet, so many people pass it on together, are you afraid that music companies or people who want to buy songs won't see it?

Looking at the money of this big-bellied brother, Du Ming just wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, when the people around him saw it, they all threw it in, something five or ten yuan, and he kept throwing it, Du Ming was stunned by the money for the first time. I finally came back to my senses and subconsciously wanted to excuse myself!

"Don't, don't..."

"Hey! Brother, if you have money, you can take it, and if you really want to thank us, you can repeat the song you just had, and I will record it, and go home and listen to it again. The big-bellied dude boldly persuaded.

Du Ming looked at the banknotes piled up in the piano box, and his heart warmed, so he nodded: "Since everyone likes to listen to it, I will sing it again." ”

"Good!" The people around applauded in unison, there were many people who came in the second half just now, some who were curious who didn't hear it, and some who had heard the whole song and still wanted to listen to it again.

Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, Du Ming began to sing a second time:

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers."

In my life......

The people around him, whether they had heard it once or had not heard it, were once again immersed in this beautiful and sad note, and only the mobile phones held high one by one faithfully recorded this classic sound.

Du Ming sang this song "Those Flowers" and then sang two other songs, each of which is a classic. It can arouse the empathy of people with different moods.

sang until ten o'clock in the evening, Du Ming returned to the hotel, and sang for more than three hours in a row, if ordinary singers couldn't stand their voices, fortunately, Du Ming was not an ordinary person, and his physical fitness was twice as good as that of normal people, so there was nothing wrong.

After returning to the hotel, Du Ming hurriedly took off his clothes, sat by the window and began to cultivate. Du Ming didn't use the spar tonight, there were only five in total, so he had to save a little bit and maximize the use of the spar, and today was mainly to absorb the aura of nature and refine the aura that may not have been absorbed yesterday.

Closing his eyes, his heart turned to the sky, and slowly entering the state of cultivation, Du Ming could feel that the speed of inhaling spiritual power today was much slower than yesterday, but he could also absorb it, and between breathing and breathing, Du Ming was immersed in the world of cultivation.

Just when Du Ming was practicing, he didn't know that his roadside singing video slowly began to ferment and spread on the Internet. Li Tianci is a middle-aged man in his thirties, although he doesn't want to admit that he is middle-aged, but the ruthless time has brought him to this abyss, and he can only keep falling down and struggle. When people reach middle age, they have no passion, everything is so plain, marrying a woman who doesn't know if it's because of family affection or love, mechanically repeating the same life, going to work, getting off work, going home to sleep, and going to work again... Infinite loop, boring and boring.

Today, after Li Tianci got home from work and had dinner, he opened a QQ group and began to talk nonsense with his colleagues, which was his daily fixed pastime.

Suddenly, Xiao Wang, the most active colleague in the usual time, sent a link up, "The God of Songs Appeared on the Second Trade Bridge in Shishi"

Xiao Wang: "Everyone, go and take a look, I don't regret it, it's an absolute classic, it's not good, I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow." ”

Li Tianci saw Yile and replied, "Xiao Wang, are you looking for a part-time job?" What about advertising? ”

Demon girl: "Come to the group to advertise, Xiao Wang, aren't you afraid that I will pull your skin?" ”

Passerby A: "The advertising dog is dead, don't stain my goddess's eyes and make her old man angry." ”

Passerby B: "Grab an advertising dog and sign up for a while if you eat dog meat." ”

……

An advertisement by Xiao Wang immediately provoked everyone to besiege and drown in the crowd.

Xiao Wang: "I'm an advertisement?" I'll play the game for a while if I have that spare time.,It's really a god video.,I don't believe it.。 ”

Demon girl: "Okay, you little king, do you dare to come?" You're waiting to get to work tomorrow. ”

Passerby A: "Oh! Xiao Wang, you're dead! Tomorrow I will see the excitement. ”

Xiao Wang: "How about a bet?" If it doesn't sound good, I'll let you deal with it, and if it sounds good, you give me a kiss. "The demon girl is a hot girl in the company, absolutely beautiful, the object of many men's YY.

Li Tianci: "Phew! Demon little king, you are simply delusional, watch me kill you with a soap! ”

Demon girl: "Hehehe, Xiao Wang, you are so bold, okay, the old lady answered you, I'll take a look." Everybody go and see, if it's not good-looking, you'd better choose to quit tomorrow. ”

Xiao Wang: "Okay! Witness to all! ”

So everyone clicked on the link, some people recommended it and some people didn't, but the various websites or forums where this small video screen was located suddenly became popular, and the clicks rose rapidly.

Li Tianci also clicked on the link, and at a glance, he knew that it was taken by his mobile phone, but now the quality of the video taken by the mobile phone is okay, but the sound effect is not good, the video is a young man who seems to be singing on the street, seeing this, he hasn't listened to this song, Li Tianci thinks that the song is a hyped video. But as soon as the young man opened his mouth to sing, Li Tianci's eyes suddenly froze. There was only one thought in my heart: "It's over, the witch's fragrant kiss is going to be snatched away." (This chapter is dedicated to newcomer authors who, like me, advertise everywhere and get scolded everywhere.) ）