It was close to ten o'clock when they came to a bustling pedestrian street.

In the distance, a stream of people could be seen converging inside.

Many people hurriedly walked inside with various musical instruments on their backs, as if they wanted to occupy a good place.

Speaking of which, the actual start time of the music show is actually in the afternoon.

At that time, the singers and bands performing were gradually in place, and the tourists also accumulated some praise coupons, and this was the time for everyone to start the show.

Yu Hai was carrying the sattar she had bought before, and the little girl didn't know how to play musical instruments, so Uncle Mo, the owner of the musical instrument store, carried a guitar on his back and brought a small speaker to help her.

Coupled with the live broadcast balls that have been flying around, the group seems to be indeed selling artists.

Except for the main stage, which will only open at night, there is no additional amplification equipment in the entire pedestrian street, and the singers who come here will bring some of it themselves, and of course, some singers will come with a megaphone.

That's right, it's that casual.

If you want to perform, it's okay to sing a cappella with your instrument or without one, as long as you're confident enough.

Then you can start with a random place, you can avoid other performers, of course, if you want to fight with others, the people who eat melons are also very fond of watching.

For example, not long after Yu Hai and others walked in along the crowd, they saw two rappers wearing sunglasses holding a horn spraying at each other.

There are several circles of people around.

The scene is like watching orangutans fight for the right to mate.

Strange, funny, incomprehensible!

But it can be seen from the like coupons placed in the box placed by the two on the ground that there are many people who have been shown by this operation.

Yu Hai listened to it for a while, and felt like the two of them were arguing, and left decisively.

After following the flow of people for a while, he asked the girl next to him, "How are you going to start?" ”

The girl looked at everything in front of her with some blankness, compared to the small square in Guquan Town, there were dozens of times more crowds here.

This made her a little overwhelmed and nervous.

She looked at the owner of the musical instrument shop who was accompanying her, and he patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

Diao Yueling calmed down and said calmly: "I want to find a position to get enough like tickets first, and then go to the main stage in the evening." ”

The main stage on Fountain Square in the center of the pedestrian street is not accessible to everyone.

Only those who get enough like tickets during the day can use the equipment here to perform at night.

Diao Yueling and Uncle Mo found a location close to the flower bed on the street to put things in place, and soon entered the state.

She didn't sing Yu Haiqi's song at the beginning, this song is her killer feature, Diao Yueling is going to sing it again on the main stage at night, so that it can give people enough shock.

Soon her surroundings began to gradually stop with spectators.

Seeing that she was well adapted, Yu Hai relaxed and prepared to go to other places for a walk.

As for Huang Jing, at the request of her friends in the live broadcast room, she stayed with the rappers of the battle to watch how the two split the winner.

The nearly two-kilometre-long pedestrian street, when viewed from above, is actually an oval area built around a central fountain square, with a width of 100 meters at its widest point.

So even if hundreds of thousands of people gather here every day, it doesn't seem crowded.

From the snack plaza where you can find a variety of local delicacies, to a large shopping mall with a variety of luxury goods, and a variety of souvenir shops, you will find everything you need to keep your wallet dry.

Yu Hai wandered around for a while, thinking about whether he wanted to buy some souvenirs for Tomson Wenren and them.

However, considering that it is too tiring to fly with a large bag and a small bag, and many things are actually available in the morning, I don't think it's necessary.

However, if he sees something in need, he will also buy it.

For example, he bought a few wristbands embroidered with delicate patterns and a coat in a luxury store, and got a bunch of thumbs up coupons.

I went back and greeted Huang Xun and the others to find a very clean tea restaurant for lunch, and I could hear the singer of the folk singer two meters away while sitting on the street, the lyrics were slightly literary, and it was a good pastime.

It is impossible for these performers to perform all day without stopping, and Diao Yueling also understands this truth, so she obediently eats obediently and prepares to make persistent efforts in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Yu Hai continued to wander alone, and occasionally when he came across an interesting performance, he would stop and listen, and give a few like coupons if he thought it was good.

He especially liked a band whose name was Dust, all of whom were middle-aged.

The four uncles had a beer belly and hats, and they couldn't tell if their heads were bald, but they played very slippery musical instruments.

Their songs are very heroic, in the local language, Yu Hai doesn't understand it very well, but they should have written it themselves, and there are many people around them in circles, as if they are participating in a bonfire party.

Seeing that Yu Hai gave a handful of praise coupons all of a sudden, the lead singer of the band was so happy that he wanted to pull Yu Hai to play together, but unfortunately he was rejected.

Not all of the singers or bands who come here are unknown.

Yu Hai found that some tourists even came to Xincheng specifically for a few bands or a certain singer.

In terms of Yu Hai's appreciation, the strength of several groups of people with fans will indeed be one line higher than others, and a few of them will not even be worse than many famous singers in terms of their works and singing skills.

They just missed some opportunities to become popular.

It seems that Diao Yueling's little girl wants to stand out from these people, it's not easy!

However, Yu Hai was not too worried in his heart.

Without him, he is confident in the songs he provides.

If the little girl doesn't make a mistake, this wave will directly sweep the whole field.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Diao Yueling gathered the praise tickets for the main stage, and then followed Yu Hai to find a place to rest, and adjust her state to meet the test of the night.

During this period, in order to relax her, Huang Xun took her to take a good stroll in the pedestrian street.

As a result, it was very helpless, and it actually backfired.

After seeing the strong strength of some opponents, Diao Yueling gradually began to panic.

After all, she was just an underage girl who grew up in a small village.

Aside from the small-town bands she'd worked with before, she didn't really get the chance to see good live music.

suddenly saw the gap between herself and mature musicians, and the little girl's original confidence was also greatly hit.

A day ago, she was able to find Yu Hai and wanted to fight in this music show, which more or less came from her shallow cognition and pitiful insight.

If time goes back, Diao Yueling feels that she definitely has no confidence to agree to the agreement with Yu Hai confidently.

It's not that Yu Hai's works for her are not good enough.

It's that the little girl has no confidence in her singing skills.

In fact, according to the little girl's own feelings, the work in her hand can crush everything for any singer with mature singing skills.

She was afraid that she would fail the song.

The quality of the work was so good that it also put a lot of pressure on her.

As the night came, Yu Hai could see the contradiction in the girl's heart.

But he wasn't going to say anything, and if he couldn't overcome such fears, the little girl's path as a singer wouldn't be far.

Starting at six o'clock in the evening, the lights on the fountain square had begun to flicker, and Yu Hai and the others could hear the music from there from a distance.

On the huge display screen on the side of the street, the figures of the performers have already begun to be projected.

The main course of the music show is already on the table.

Visitors are moving slowly, but the general direction is still moving towards the center of the pedestrian street.

It can be seen from the footage taken by a drone flying far away that the black head is divided into four strands by the specially separated passage and is converging towards the fountain platform in the middle.

The security guards and police officers who maintained order at the scene were under a lot of pressure.

"Let's wait!"

The little girl looked at the crowd of people who were staring feverishly at the stage with a somewhat timid expression.

"Good!"

Huang Jing patted her on the shoulder: "The most important thing is to put it at the end, I think you are very good in the finale!" ”

The little girl smiled palely, and said nothing, feeling that her throat was very dry.

The four of them watched in the crowd as pairs of performers took to the stage, both individually and in groups, professional and unprofessional.

Maybe they have other identities besides musicians, such as students, such as migrant workers, but tonight, they are stars who are in the spotlight.

Affected by the atmosphere of the scene, as long as you dare to go on stage, the audience never hesitates to applaud and praise coupons in their hands, and the cheers are like waves, one after another.

More than two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and some tired viewers walked out of the crowd, and there were new people who immediately added them.

Coming and going, there was an endless stream, and the singers on the stage only felt that the shouts from the audience seemed to be completely tireless, and one person sang several songs in a row before reluctantly getting off the stage.

The audience of Huang Jing's live broadcast room has also reached the highest peak since she started her career, with more than 100,000 people watching online.

Some people watched with great interest, and many more waited for the work of the mysterious composer mentioned in the title.

"When is the little girl playing?"

"With such a big scene, the little girl won't have stage fright, right?"

"I'll be waiting for the little girl to sing tonight!"

"If it doesn't sound good, take it off!"

"It's just a gimmick, so don't expect too much!"

“……”

After more than two hours, only a handful of performers did not take the stage.

Diao Yueling took a deep breath at this time, made up her mind, and said to Uncle Mo, "Let's go up!" ”

"Good!"

Yu Hai and the two accompanied them to the bottom of the fountain and watched the two climb up the stairs.

The little girl walked up step by step, slowly but surely, her fingers under the sleeve tugging at the corner of the sleeve tightly, with great force.

Standing on the floor tiles of the fountain, she gasped slightly, and then walked quickly to the microphone and stood still.

The microphone was a little too tall for her, so she had to raise her hand to adjust it.

However, I was too nervous, my fingers were stiff, and I fiddled with it for a long time before I could barely get there.

"I ...... My name is Diao Yueling! The girl looked at the people in the audience who were watching her, and she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She swallowed, her hands intertwined, her knuckles white: "I...... The song to be sung today is called Scarborough Bazaar......"

With that, she let out a long breath. Unexpectedly, such a voice was amplified by the microphone and spread throughout the audience.

Someone subconsciously laughed, but immediately stopped, and all of a sudden, all the audience could see the girl's nervousness.

The bands that had not left after singing before stood on the steps under the fountain and watched their peers perform.

At this time, seeing such a little girl nervous like this, an older person shouted: "Come on!" ”

And then more and more people chimed in: "You can do it!" ”

"Don't be afraid!"

"Calm down!"

“……”

The shouts became louder and louder, making Diao Yueling on the stage a little incredulous.

For some reason, her eyes suddenly moistened.

After a while, the audience's voice gradually quieted down, and Diao Yueling whispered: "Thank you!" Then he turned around and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

The audience looked at her like this, and they didn't coax, just watched her quietly, waiting for her to adjust!

Diao Yueling felt a little more relaxed, and she immediately nodded to Uncle Mo next to her.

In the next second, the soft and soothing sound of the guitar slowly flowed out of his hand.

Diao Yueling approached the microphone in front of her, took a deep breath, and then opened her mouth: "Are you going to Scarborough Market?" ”

Distant, ethereal, and clear female voices slowly floated over the pedestrian street.

It's like a trickle of water, drilling into everyone's ears.

That's good!!

This is the first thought that comes to everyone's mind.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Whether it's the people surrounding the fountain stage or the crowd walking through the pedestrian street and hearing the song through the big screens on the street.

Everyone opened their mouths wide in surprise and couldn't react.

Everyone looked at this singer who looked very nervous and at a loss just now, like a country girl who had strayed into the stage.

At this moment, I only feel that I must have had a delusion just now.

Where is this turtle village girl, this is obviously a fairy who fell into the world, right?

Don't have too much contrast!

"There were parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme"

"Greet a girl there on my behalf"

"She used to be my love"

It seems that for fear of disturbing the singers in the audience, the audience even breathed a little lighter.

They felt that when they heard this song, it was like seeing a holy feather, whirling, slowly falling from heaven to earth.

Brought baptism and redemption.

My heart was crispy and numb, and goosebumps rose all over my body.

How can it sound so good?

How can there be such a good song?

The girl on the stage closed her eyes slightly, and at this time her heartbeat had completely calmed down, and she devoted herself to singing the song.

"Ask her to make me a sackcloth garment"

"There are no stitches on it, and there is no needle and thread"

"She'll be my true love"

The song drifts far away with the wind, like the fragrance of hyacinths, with a hint of melancholy and sadness, attracting more and more people to gather in the center of the pedestrian street.

The poetic tune and the female voice full of ethereal sense create a clean and ethereal atmosphere for all audiences.

Chen Fan, a folk singer sitting on the steps below the fountain, listened to the girl's singing with a fascinated face, only feeling that his body and mind were being baptized from the inside out.

Compared with most people who come here, Chen Fan is already well-known in the folk song circle.

It's just that he has been focusing on making his own music and doesn't want to be coerced by the market, so he doesn't sign a company, has no resources to publicize, and is not known by most people.

But people who know Chen Fan say that he is very talented.

At this time, the talented Chen Fan just wanted to say to those people, if you stand here tonight and hear this song, you will definitely have a new understanding of the word talent.

(End of chapter)