"Thank you, thank you!"

In the crowd, four people kept thanking each other, and the onlookers were almost queuing up to scan the code or throw money into the piano case.

Even the aunt, who would be worried about a few cents when buying vegetables, threw away two tickets of ten yuan and gave a thumbs up.

"No, no, too much, too much. The four of them were embarrassed.

The old man dragged them to talk:

"Don't be embarrassed, I've heard so many people sing, and you guys sing the best. ”

"Yo, you're college students, come out to experience life?"

"Ah, it's still Dongyuan University! Amazing! Big guy, look, these guys are all top students of Dongyuan University!"

Everyone applauded and rewarded again.

It made a few people even more embarrassed.

This kind of interaction is something that Gu Xiaobai has almost never experienced when he performed on stage.

On weekdays, he just sings, and he doesn't care after singing, like a negative man who has been abandoned from the beginning to the end.

But today, he really felt the charm of interacting with the audience.

A lot of people left, and a lot of people joined in, just watching the excitement and asking what was going on.

The people who were there just now were bragging to the side, saying how good the song was just now.

The newcomers didn't believe it and asked for a few more songs.

There are also people who order songs.

Everything is hot again.

An aunt appeared at the edge of the crowd, saw the drunken uncle's embarrassed appearance, went up and grabbed him: "Why are you here, go and go home with me." ”

Dragged the uncle away.

Time passed quickly, and it was completely dark.

A beautiful young lady bought Ah Shui from next door and gave it to three people.

An aunt brought her own cooked corn.

A big sister who seems to be very intellectual has sent some small snacks.

A few young ladies recognized Gu Xiaobai, but they just ran over excitedly to ask for an autograph, and listened to it for a long time, but they didn't disturb him singing.

A girl who looked like a high school student came running over and asked for math problems.

It was quiet for about five minutes.

"Thank you, little brother, you are better than our teacher said!"

The high school girl happily scanned the code to give a tip, and then left.

The four of them looked at each other, and they had to be tutors by the way to sing?

The old man of the earliest audience left, and after a while, he brought his wife over, shaking the pu fan, and the two of them sat next to Ma Zha.

The four of them sang for a while, stopped for a while, and the people came and went, walked and came, and before they knew it, three hours had passed.

The prepared songs were sung, and the unprepared songs were sung a lot.

Wang Haixia, Zhou Xianting, and Zhao Mo completely let go, and they were not nervous, and the waves flew up.

If you sing well, everyone applauds, and if you sing badly, everyone asks to sing yourself.

There was an old man who brought a saxophone and played a song for everyone.

There is also an aunt who came to a scene.

Two people who looked like junior high school students sang a chorus.

There is also a little cute baby on stage to recite Tang poems.

It's like a community party.

Gu Xiaobai had already sat in the back and started to work full-time as a tutor, surrounded by a circle of little girls holding books and blushing faces.

Everywhere they went, the eyes of the masses were bright.

And then there were fewer people, after all, it was late.

The four of them discussed it, and it was time to go back and start packing their things.

"Gone away, the lads went back, and we went back. The old man with a pu fan knocked on his waist and walked away with his wife.

The little brothers and sisters of the police, who had been silently helping to maintain order for a long time, also took out the money, put a few sheets in the piano case, nodded with a smile and left.

In fact, they have already left work, which is really a problem for others.

But the harvest was amazing, and a few people packed up the piano case and exclaimed again and again when they saw the change that was really filling the piano case.

Wang Haixia spent all night posting on Moments and Weibo.

His likes are about to explode.

At this time, it is even more necessary to post a text to the circle of friends: "The harvest of the day......"

Before I could finish it, I saw a person running over in a hurry.

"Great, you haven't left yet. ”

It's the drunken uncle just now.

He changed into a T-shirt and shorts, probably after taking a shower and sleeping, and was much better.

Then he took out several red tickets and put them in the case.

"Thanks, I'm glad I caught up, thank you!"

"Uncle...... It's too much!"

Singing rewards, most of them are a few dollars, ten or twenty yuan.

There are also a few cents.

There was also a little cute baby who threw several pieces of candy into it.

Singing, how much as you like, sometimes listening to a song quietly is more touching and more recognizable than throwing away some money and leaving in a hurry, which is what it is.

"Uncle still has this money, how difficult it is for you children to come out, this money is the money for you to go home at night to take a taxi, go back quickly, find a place to eat something, don't go back too late, dangerous." ”

Then he looked at the four of them and said, "When will you have a concert, uncle, I'll go and cheer up, thank you!"

The uncle bowed to the four of them again, turned around and left.

All four of them stopped what they were doing and looked at the uncle's back until he disappeared into the night again.

When he saw this uncle, Gu Xiaobai couldn't help but think of his father.

The drunken uncle is about the same age as Gu Xiaobai's father.

Thinking of my dad being overwhelmed by the mortgage, was he once so vulnerable in private?

Who was comforting him at that time?

Did anyone comfort him?

If I am injured, I can go home, but if my father is injured, where can I go?

Will he be able to cry heartily?

I'm afraid, no......

He was homesick.

I want to go home.

I want to go back and see if my parents are okay.

I want to hug them and tell them that I have grown up.

I can already discuss the future, I can already talk to my father, and I can share some of the pressure for the family......

Over there, Wang Haixia hugged the piano case and laughed: "Okay, before closing the piano case, let's take a photo together!"

This heartless guy is already completely immersed in the joy of the end of his first singing.

He dragged three people, squatted in front of the piano case, and with a click, took the four people in.

"The first singing in the 306 dormitory, done!

"Go back, go back!

The four of them, carrying the piano on their backs and carrying the speakers, sang songs on their shoulders and disappeared at the end of the road.

Not far away, behind a business car that had been parked for several hours, Shi Dao walked out.

Before he came, he definitely didn't expect to see such a performance.

So touched, so shocked!

It's no worse than watching the performances on the top stages!

That is, when he saw the four people performing and interacting with the audience, he suddenly understood.

Music, in fact, does not depend on the level, nor does it depend on whether the stage is high.

As long as it can have an audience and move people, it will be a success!

"This trainee, let's not do it. ”

"Director Shi?" The photographer next to him was a little worried, is he going to lose his job?