"Zi~"
A taxi braked suddenly and stopped on the street outside Taikoo Li.
A well-dressed and fashionably dressed female white-collar worker in her thirties hurriedly got out of the car and quickly followed the sound and ran towards the place where Jiang Kan was singing.
She ran very fast, but fortunately she was wearing flat shoes. She stumbled a few times but managed to steady herself without falling.
It wasn't until she hurriedly ran to the edge of the crowd that she put her hands on her knees, gasped for breath, and stabilized her mind.
"Finally caught up!"
She squeezed in with her cell phone in hand. Most of the people around her looked at her with disgust, but after discovering that she was a fashionable beauty, they no longer cared, and even took the initiative to make a small gap to let her pass.
It is unclear whether this is out of respect for the beauty or because he is afraid of being given a bad reputation.
At this time, Jiang Kan had just finished singing three popular songs from this world and was preparing to sing the finale of "Someone Like Me".
Because the first two singing experiences made him discover the charm of this song, after singing it, people usually ask him to sing it again, which is perfect for the finale.
He turned off the speaker, held the guitar in his hand, and started playing and singing.
After a few days of surprise training, he had mastered the accompaniment of this song, and he was not at all like a person who had learned guitar for less than a week.
When he sang the first line of the lyrics, the crowd around him felt like they were bathing in a meandering river, and a beautiful voice spoke melodiously about their sorrow, helplessness and yearning.
Everyone held up their mobile phones, listening and recording silently.
The same goes for the 30-year-old female white-collar worker just now. She held up her mobile phone to take pictures of the scene in front of her more intently than the people next to her, for fear of missing even a second.
Zhang Lingling just got off the plane an hour ago. She couldn't wait to take the airport bus that stopped at one stop, so she took a taxi to Taikoo Li without stopping.
Originally, she planned to book a hotel first, stay there and slowly look for Jiang Kan.
But just half an hour before getting on the plane, the female anchor named "Xiao Feiyan" she was following launched a notice in her live broadcast room. Today she will live broadcast outdoors again to follow and film the handsome uncle in Taikoo. singing in.
It really took no effort at all. Zhang Lingling hurriedly hurried and finally caught up with the scene.
It just so happened that she also listened to this forty-year-old man live to see if he really performed as well as he did in the song.
At first, she had some doubts. Could such a young voice really be produced by a middle-aged person?
But now, she was convinced.
With so many years of experience in the industry, she could tell immediately that this was real singing, not a pre-recorded lip-synching or using some so-called sound card.
Not to mention whether the lyrics and music are his own, this voice alone is completely worth the risk!
"Sign, you must sign him!"
She encouraged herself secretly in her heart.
…
On the other side of the crowd, Xiao Feiyan also stretched out her long selfie stick to broadcast live to the water friends in the live broadcast room.
That's right, Jiang Kan specifically contacted her before leaving today, and finally the appointment was not missed.
The live broadcast room was also filled with joy and excitement:
"It's amazing, his on-site control is so strong!"
"Yes, the surrounding crowd was silent, and they were all listening to him singing silently!"
"If you hadn't looked at the picture, you would have thought it was in a quiet music classroom!"
"What a handsome uncle, and his clothes are also very good. Alas, it's a pity that he is already married..."
"Before you gave birth to me, I gave birth to you and you are already old."
"I wish I couldn't be with you and grow old together."
"Anchor, help me ask, does he take in his daughter? I want to sign up!"
"Goddaughter +1!"
"Goddaughter +2!"
"Do you want your godson?"
…
After a few minutes, the song ended, and thunderous applause erupted in the square.
"Do it again, do it again!"
People cheered and shouted for the encore.
"Haha, I'm tired of singing and my throat feels dry. Let me drink some water first."
Jiang Kan picked up a bottle of mineral water at his feet, unscrewed the cap and took a few sips.
A little girl who was only eleven or twelve years old ran over quickly with stars in her eyes. While Jiang Kan was drinking water, she raised her phone and took a photo of herself and Jiang Kan, and then smiled at him "hehe" .
Jiang Kan was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled and matched the little girl's photo with a smile.
This time, the audience couldn't bear it anymore!
As if a switch was pressed, a group of girls in their teens and twenties rushed up quickly, leaned next to Jiang Kan and started taking photos.
Then a group of young men rushed up to him. They didn't put their arms around his shoulders like Yu Kai did. They just politely leaned against him and started taking selfies.
In the end, some middle-aged men, women, old men and women also ran over quickly and took photos with Jiang Kan.
But there were so many people there that miraculously no crowding or stampede occurred.
Starting from the second little girl, everyone came up one by one with a tacit understanding. In the end, a long, crooked queue was formed. Everyone in the queue first turned over their mobile phones and cameras to get ready. After they came up, they went directly to the queue. Jiang Kan took a photo, then smiled and nodded to express his gratitude and then left quickly, leaving the photo position to the next person.
"Wow, are all the people in Chengdu so qualified?"
Zhang Lingling was stunned as she watched from the sidelines!
Is this mass fanaticism or rational star-chasing?
This delay lasted only half an hour.
Most of the hundred or so onlookers took photos with Jiang Kan and returned to their original positions with satisfaction, waiting for him to sing the song again.
It has to be said that many of the onlookers have had the experience of chasing stars, and many of them have been to live concerts of celebrities.
But no one, no star, could shock them as much as the uncle in front of them.
You know, when singers release albums, they go through a lot of editing, debugging and mixing to make people listen to them so silky and smooth on mobile phones.
When I go to the venue, no singer can pat his chest and say that the songs he sings live can reach the level of the album.
On earth, top stars like the Four Heavenly Kings, Jay Chou and Jackson would not dare to pat their chests and make such a guarantee.
But Jiang Kan did it.
His voice is smooth, clean, silky and smooth.
It was as if he had a top-notch recording studio in his throat, which helped him complete the process of tuning and debugging in an instant, and the songs he sang were as perfect as vinyl records.
As expected of a system that has truly seen the world, people were selected from countless planes and countless worlds, and rated as having 100-point singing talent.
There is only one person in a million who has such a perfect singing voice.
Everyone felt goosebumps appearing on their bodies, as if they were in the fog.
They have never heard such a beautiful sound in their lives!
Especially Zhang Lingling, who has now squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd, feels like a traveler who has been thirsty for ten days in the desert, and her throat has become so dry that it is smoking, and she suddenly drinks the water from the thousands of years of snow on Mount Kilimanjaro. .
It’s so cool!
