At night, many people come out for a walk, so there is a lot of traffic in the square.

Zhang Yichi attracted the attention of some people when he carried the equipment and Han Jing over.

"Where exactly?" Zhang Yichi was about to ask Han Jing, but Han Jing asked him first.

Zhang Yichi looked around the square and felt that a relatively empty place was more suitable as a performance location, so he arrived there with his things and began to set up the equipment.

"I'm so nervous......" Han Jing opened the piano case.

Zhang Yichi set up the microphone, connected the line and the speaker, opened it and tried the sound, and it felt good.

Han Jing put on the strap, put on the guitar, first plugged the line into the guitar, then plugged the other end into the speaker, adjusted the volume, and then came to a random section, the effect was good.

"Is that okay?" Zhang Yichi stood in front of the microphone and glanced at Han Jing next to him.

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Han Jing's forehead, and he didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then we're ready to go." Zhang Yichi said.

Han Jing took a deep breath and got ready.

"Hello everyone." Zhang Yichi didn't care if anyone was paying attention to them now, so he first came to an opening remark, "I'm very happy to meet you all on this night, this is the first time we have come out to perform, sung by me, played by him, because there may be some small mistakes due to nervousness, I hope you will bear with me." Next, we sang a song of Jay Chou's blue and white porcelain. ”

The remark had already attracted some passers-by, and some people stopped. Most of them were originally walking around the corners, and now they have a fresh show, but they don't mind staying a little longer to see how it goes.

There were already four or five people gathered around in anticipation of the show.

Zhang Yichi looked at Han Jing, nodded slightly, and signaled that he could start.

Han Jing nodded in the same way, then took a deep breath and played the prelude.

His foundation is very good, his basic skills are solid, and he has been strengthening the practice of these songs recently, so even if he is really nervous now, he still plays steadily.

When it was time to start singing, Zhang Yichi sang into the microphone.

Both quickly got into the music.

Actually, there is nothing terrible about singing, and some people may worry about what is wrong with so many people at first, but once the performance starts, the greater attention is actually attracted to the music.

The gaze of those pedestrians, the lights of those mobile phones are no longer so dazzling.

A few minutes of a song passed quickly, and a piece of Jay Chou's blue and white porcelain ended with Han Jing's last arpeggio, more than a dozen onlookers applauded, and a couple even came over and put twenty yuan in the piano case.

"Thank you." Zhang Yichi thanked them.

Their first song performed well, at least conquering the audience, and the pedestrians who stopped did not leave because the song was over, and more and more people came around.

"That's a lot of people!" Han Jing said to Zhang Yichi.

Zhang Yichi looked at Han Jing with a smile: "What kind of feeling?" ”

"Satisfaction, this feeling of giving a lot of people a show." Han Jing's tension had been cut in half, and his adaptability was quite good.

"Hands are okay, right?" Zhang Yichi cared.

Han Jing pursed his lips and nodded.

"Okay, let's move on." Zhang Yichi faced the audience, "Next, I will sing a song to you, the age is a little old, but I personally like a song very much, this song is called Katyusha, I hope you can still like it." ”

There was an audience applauding.

It's quite popular.

"Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the world."

"There is a soft light veil floating on the river."

"Katyusha stood on the steep shore."

"The song is like a bright spring light."

Zhang Yichi has sung this song countless times, and he is already quite familiar with it, and his performance is quite stable. This song is actually very well-known among the previous generation, but young people nowadays hardly hear it. When an elderly man heard this song, he couldn't help but hum along. Young people who have never heard it think that the style of this song is a little special, and they are interested in checking the lyrics.

"Katyusha stood on the steep shore, singing like a bright spring light. Katyusha stood on the steep shore, singing like a bright spring light. Zhang Yichi finished singing another song.

The most enthusiastic applause in the audience this time was the middle-aged people.

Their song singles for this performance contain classics from all eras, which just can cover the needs of all kinds of audiences present to the greatest extent.

There are more and more onlookers, and the two have basically entered the state, plus Zhang Yichi has seen all kinds of big scenes, and these people are not stunned at all, and they are easy to warm up the scene. It is basically up to him to enliven the atmosphere and communicate with the audience, and Han Jingxin plays the guitar and enjoys the music.

After five or six songs, there was already a lot of money in the piano case. This is also mainly due to the fact that there are few street performers in this city, and everyone looks more rare, willing to watch it for a while, and willing to make money.

Zhang Yichi felt that it was time for Han Jing to experience something different, so he said after another song: "Next, let the guitarist introduce himself, he has been looking forward to today's performance." ”

Han Jing was stunned.

Zhang Yichi had already taken the microphone over.

"I didn't have this stubble during rehearsals." Han Jing became nervous again, just now that Zhang Yichi was in control, he didn't know what to say now that he was allowed to speak.

"Practice your guts, it's not bad if you don't snap your fingers, perform and perform, just let me rest for a while, and I'm tired of singing all the time." Zhang Yichi put the microphone in front of Han Jing and stepped aside.

Han Jing looked at the crowd in front of him, as well as some of the flashing lights that were on, and coughed, "Uh...... Hello everyone, I, my name is Han Jing, I like to sing and play the guitar, this is my first performance, thank you Brother Zhang for coming over to help me strengthen my courage, I'll play a finger play for everyone, this song is called the Poetry of the Wind. ”

"Good!"

The audience applauded.

Zhang Yichi also stood next to the audience and clapped with a smile.

Han Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath several times before playing.

The Poetry of the Wind is a very slow tune that sounds ethereal with a few fingerpicking techniques.

Actually, technically speaking, this is a first finger entry song. This was Han Jingxue's first finger play, and he liked it very much. Although this piece is simple to play, it is quite difficult to truly express that kind of artistic conception.

Han Jing played with his eyes closed, on the one hand, he did not look at the audience to relieve the psychological pressure, and on the other hand, he devoted himself more fully to playing.

Zhang Yichi listened quietly with the audience, and the beautiful melody of the song intoxicated him.

The little adult, who had just turned eighteen, had real growth at this moment.

Before you know it, a tune ends.

Zhang Yichi sincerely applauded Han Jing again.