There were changes in the previous chapter.........Chen Xing's account at Station B was modified by him and only had the word Chen Xing. Everyone knows that this is Chen Xing's own name, and many fans Everyone calls him Brother Xing, even those who are slightly older than Chen Xing.
"Holy shit! The contrast is so huge - Portal "Young Chinese photographer won an award in France, the scene was hot, and his appearance surpassed that of models and stars"
"After watching the video, I couldn't imagine that it was the same person, but it did look like hahahaha..."
"The singing is very good and very emotional. It is the best cover I have heard on Douyin."
"What's the name of this band?" Usually when he sees this kind of question, Zhou Xueyan always responds immediately... This is Xi'an's Love Letter Band!
! ! But today she didn't. Netizens were discussing in the comment area whether the singer was Chen Xing. Some said yes, some said no. More people were asking who Chen Xing was, and then clicked on the portal in the comment area.
But Zhou Xueyan knew what the netizens said was right. This is Chen Xing. Even the names are the same!
"Ahem, Chen Xing, you seem to be famous to begin with?"
"It doesn't count, right? And I don't play Douyin. I only have an account on station B." After all, humans are still gregarious creatures who like to socialize.
Chen Xing didn't want to open more social software, even Weibo, because it was too troublesome. But if Chen Xing were asked to delete his account on station B, he would not want to. He always has a place to communicate with his fans.
He also likes to see the videos or photos he shares shared be recognized by so many people. Besides, station b is also a network disk where you can store things.
You can upload 170,000 copyrighted music files to Sony Music. I will post some high-definition travel videos, as well as relatively outstanding photography works that are difficult to sell copyrights and participate in competitions. Is it reasonable?
Chen Xing opened station b on his mobile phone. Um? I already have 510,000 followers? The video about traveling in France has been viewed 2.4 million times, and the Xinchang Ancient Town has also been viewed 1.3 million times. Chen Xing found that as long as he appeared in the videos he edited, the views would always be higher than those without him. Half a million or so plays.
The anchor of the good-looking area was shocked. Judging from this situation, if Chen Xing is willing to start a live broadcast, there will definitely be many people willing to watch it.
In any case, Chen Xing is now the largest grandma host in the tourist area of Bilibili. Almost every video can have good recommendations. Although she does not deliberately ask for coins and likes, there are many, and each video has good recommendations. Chen Xing can also earn 3,000 yuan per month.
At this time, Zhou Xueyan was watching the video in the portal. Chen Xing was dressed in a handsome fashion, with her hair combed sideways, looking particularly mature and handsome. She was holding a golden trophy with a camera on it in her hand, smiling at the camera.
I go! ! ! too! handsome! Got it! The Chen Xing in the video was completely different from the Chen Xing they had seen in the past two days. Chen Xing was now wearing a down jacket. When they saw it yesterday, his hair was just scratched casually. It was not as delicate as in this video.
Today he is more friendly to the people. If she hadn't followed him, there would have been many young ladies who would have come to chat with Chen Xing along the way.
Let’s look at the playback volume. This video has more than 5 million views, and there are a lot of fujoshis licking the screen in the barrage and comment area.
If she came across a video in the middle of the night, she would have to lick it. Then thinking about how close Chen Xing was to him without clothes in the morning, so close that there was only two or three meters between him, with only a glass and a curtain in between, Zhou Xueyan felt a little regretful.
I should have known earlier that I should have been more proactive. And... if I post Chen Xing’s feet exposed in the shower, how many views will there be?
It's worth at least a million, right? Zhou Xueyan was daydreaming, and Chen Xing didn't rest either. Today, many fans asked if the person singing in Xi'an was himself, so Chen Xing edited a post and added a photo he took yesterday and posted it to the space.
"The people in the video don't seem to be as handsome as me, their singing is mediocre, and the picture quality is poor. How did you guess that it was me? I just want to say, you guys are really good. The fact is, I am that person."
"Picture" Chen Xing was still thinking in his mind, if other people posted videos like that and people would see them, then if he edited what he took yesterday, wouldn't he be able to make another video?
His fans are looking forward to Chen Xing's video. Chen Xing's bad habit of not liking to read private messages was caused by them. Every time he clicked on it, he was reminded to update it.
But what can he do? The travel videos he posts pay more attention to quality. After each trip, he edits the most exciting parts and posts them with carefully found music. A video is usually at least twenty minutes long.
Street shooting videos are easy, but you can’t post them all the time. That's why his updates are so few.
Other anchors in the travel area are faster. They post all the trivial matters in travel life. They can post several videos about things they encounter in a day. There are too many such videos in site B, and some of them have more than 10,000 views. few.
When making videos, you still have to pay attention to quality. Yesterday's small concert was good, the atmosphere was good, the singing was good, and the audience was very considerate.
By the time they finished watching the videos, it was already half past one. Chen Xing and Zhou Xueyan had finished eating their cold noodles long ago, and the boss never drove them away. After all, with these two handsome guys and beauties sitting here, her business was much better.
The old men who had just come down from lunch gathered together again, set up a formation and started playing chess. Some played chess and some played Go. It was the first time that Chen Xing saw someone playing Go outdoors. In his opinion, this thing Still very high-end.
People in Xi'an seem to like playing chess very much? Chen Xing stood up and looked at it for a while, and found that a simple game like chess was suitable for ordinary people like him.
After taking two photos, Chen Xing returned to the booth.
"Let's go." Zhou Xueyan felt comfortable in the sun. After getting up, he shook his head and felt very comfortable.
"Where do you want to go? It's so late, there's no way to go to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses." After checking the time, Chen Xing said: "It's almost two o'clock, no more shopping, let's go, I'll treat you to a big dinner, we agreed of."
"Where can I find a good meal in Xi'an?"
"How about Xi'an Restaurant? I see a lot of reviews." Chen Xing said. It is difficult for him to determine which restaurants are good when eating out, so he spends most of his time looking for them on travel apps. If he is alone, he goes to one place at noon and another in the evening. Occasionally, he can still find a really good restaurant.
"Don't go!! No one in Xi'an goes to this hotel now. The price-performance ratio is too low." She also went there when she first came to Xi'an, and soon regretted it. Six people spent more than a thousand yuan, and the taste was not as good as In many low-end and mid-range hotels, the money you save can be used to buy a piece of clothing.
"Then do you have any recommendations?"
"You must eat snacks when you come to Xi'an. Roadside stalls are the best. I think the cold skin I just ate is delicious." Zhou Xueyan walked with Chen Xing for a while with his hands behind his back, and then suddenly asked Chen Xing,
"Are you afraid of running around?"
"I have a monthly subway pass, so I'm not afraid."
"Well, I have saved a lot of snack shops in Xi'an on my map. Let's eat there one by one!" This is something Zhou Xueyan has planned for a long time. After coming to Xi'an to go to school, every time he heard his classmates say where the food is delicious, She kept them all, waiting to have a big meal whenever she was free.
But every time I want to take action, I find that my motivation is not that sufficient. Sometimes she had to go to class, and when there was no class, the band had to practice. When she occasionally took a break, she just wanted to lie down in the dormitory.
The idea of eating all over Xi'an was put off for longer and longer as she spent more and more time living in Xi'an.
Today, with the handsome guy Chen Xing by her side, she was immediately motivated. At worst, my feet will be sore when I wake up tomorrow. What can I do?
Zhou Xueyan led the way, and the two took the bus to the first point marked on her map. Steamed pork rice cake with vegetarian rice noodles from three provinces.
This store is very busy, and there are still people queuing up to buy at half past one. Chen Xing came to the front to see what the steamed cakes sold in the store were, but found that they were not ordinary cakes, but something like glutinous rice.
They were packed in a huge barrel, which radiated steam in the winter. The top layer is covered with black and red stuff, and the bottom layer is white, like glutinous rice, and smells sweet.
"Boss, what is this?" Chen Xing asked, pointing to the black thing.
"It's jujube paste." Is it jujube paste mixed with glutinous rice cakes? This combination sounds very good, it is still hot and warms the stomach.
The waiter saw that Chen Xing was an out-of-town tourist and asked, "Would you like to come in and have a taste?"
"We're waiting in line, we'll be here soon."
"Come in and eat, it's the same." Chen Xing saw everyone queuing up before and thought he could only queue up to buy. Unexpectedly, he could still sit in the store and wait for food, so he pulled Zhou Xueyan into the store and sat there, shouting : "Two portions of steamed pork and two portions of Zhen cake."
"One serving is enough!" Zhou Xueyan shouted quickly, and she said to Chen Xing: "We have to go to many places in a while. We will be full after just one serving per person. How can we eat other things? Let's share the last portion, um... do you mind?" Chen Xing smiled and said, "As long as you don't mind, it's fine. What do I have as a boy?" That's what he said, but if a guy we just met not long ago If a boy wanted to share the meal with him, Chen Xing would probably not agree.
Anyway, he can definitely finish his portion and then leave his stomach for other things.
Soon someone brought the dishes and said to Chen Xing, "We call this jing cake here."
"..." After she left, Chen Xing took out his mobile phone and checked it. The only pronunciation of "Zeng" was "zeng". Where did it come from?
Dialect? Zhou Xueyan scooped a little from both snacks and started eating.
"It's so sweet, this is delicious!" It seems that he is also a person who likes delicious food. When it comes to eating, there are very few people who don't like it, even girls like Zhou Xueyen who look very dashing.
Chen Xing tasted the steamed pork first. They also have this dish in Sichuan Province, but they usually use pork or mutton, and rarely use beef. It seems that beef is used here, and Chen Xing can already smell the special aroma of beef.
It tastes the same as their steamed rice noodles, but the beef tastes better and the saltiness is just right.
If you sprinkle a little dried chili pepper on it, it's perfect for eating with rice. Zhen cake is not as sweet as Chen Xing imagined. Its sweetness is entirely provided by jujube paste.
But this kind of sweetness is very unique. Every time you take a breath after eating it, you will feel the aroma of dates in your mouth and in your nose.
This store sells these two things, and they taste very good. After Chen Xing finished eating, Zhou Xueyan opened the memo on his phone and asked, "Chen Xing, if the full score was ten, how many points would you give this place?" Chen Xing touched his chin and thought for a while.
"Eight points?"
"Is there any reason?" Chen Xing said with a smile, "Why, you want to write a book about Xi'an food?"
"I'm just interviewing you casually. Both of us are outsiders. I'm from the Northeast and you are from the Southwest. If both of us find it delicious, then the food sold in this store must be great. Maybe I will come here to work again in the future.”
"Do you really want to learn how to go back and open a shop?"
"Then who can say it accurately? Oh, just say it and cooperate." Zhou Xueyen started to act coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, the reason why I gave it eight points is that except for the fact that the meat is beef, the steamed pork tastes similar to the one in my hometown, without a little surprise. The Zhen cake is delicious and the dates have a unique taste, but I am not a big fan of eating it. I have a sweet tooth, so I can only give it eight points." Eight points out of ten is already very high.
If Chen Xing hadn't been particularly impressed, then eight points would have been the upper limit he would have given the restaurant. 10% is impossible.
Chen Xing will always save ten points for the next restaurant, looking forward to encountering a restaurant where he will miss the taste after eating it once, for years or more than ten years.
Next one. Shaanxi Shisan. This place already belongs to the street of Dapiyuan. Dapiyuan is not very far from the Muslim Street on the navigation, but Muslim Street is not just a street, but refers to the place where the Muslims in Xi'an gather. It has a large area, among which Including Dapiyuan.
Chen Xing originally planned to visit these two food streets before leaving Xi'an, but he didn't expect to come here now.
Shaan Shi San is a dessert shop. After arriving here, Zhou Xueyan was obviously more active than before and took the initiative to order something... ice cream.
This seems to be the only store in this store? Chen Xing saw that there were various flavors of ice cream in the glass. After choosing, the waiter would use a round spoon to scoop a ball on top, put it into a bowl with egg rolls placed in advance, and then put a cookie inside.
Zhou Xueyan watched it for a long time and then asked Chen Xing: "Chen Xing, what flavor do you want?"
"Just like you."
"Then I'll take four, so we can all have a taste."
"That's okay." Zhou Xueyan ordered four flavors, sesame paste flavor, fermented glutinous rice flavor, white rabbit toffee flavor, and dragon fruit flavor.
The waiter also gave them two small desserts packed in bags. Chen Xing found a seat and sat down. After opening it, he realized that the bag contained macarons, which reminded Chen Xing of France.
There were so many macarons in the shop at Charles de Gaulle Airport that he even bought some as gifts and took them back to give away.
Macarons are a French dessert, a super sweet sandwich cookie. For Chen Xing, his sweetness is obviously too high.
