A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 171 Scarborough Fair
Near ten o'clock, they came to a bustling pedestrian street.

From a distance, people can be seen gathering inside.

Many people carried various musical instruments on their backs and hurried inside, as if they wanted to occupy a good place.

To put it bluntly, the actual start time of the music show is actually in the afternoon.

At that time, the singers and bands who performed were gradually in place, and tourists also accumulated some like tickets. This is the time for everyone to start the show.

Yu Hai carried the satar she 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 flying around all the time, the group really looked like entertainers.

Except for the main stage, which is only opened at night, there is no additional amplification equipment in the entire pedestrian street. The singers who come here will bring some by themselves, and of course some singers will come with an amplifier.

That's right, it's that random.

If you want to perform, it doesn't matter if you hold your instrument or just sing a cappella without it, as long as you're confident enough.

Then you can start anywhere you like, avoiding other performers. Of course, if you want to battle with others, people who eat melons will also love to watch it.

For example, after Yu Hai and the others walked in along the crowd, they saw two rappers wearing sunglasses spraying each other with a loudspeaker.

Surrounded by several circles of people.

The scene is like watching orangutans fight for mating rights.

Strange, funny, incomprehensible!
However, it can be seen from the like coupons placed in the boxes placed on the ground by the two of them that many people were shown by this operation.

After listening to it for a while, Yu Hai felt like two people were arguing, so he left decisively.

After walking along the crowd for a while, he asked the girl beside him, "How do you plan to start?"

The girl looked at everything in front of her in a daze. Compared with the small square in Guquan Town, the crowd here was dozens of times larger.

This made her a little helpless and nervous.

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

Diao Yueling gathered herself together, and said calmly, "I want to find a place to get enough like tickets first, and then go to the main stage at night."

Not everyone can go to the main stage on the fountain square in the center of the pedestrian street.

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

Diao Yueling and Uncle Mo found a place near the flower bed on the street to arrange the things, and soon got into the mood.

She didn't sing the song given by Yu Hai at the beginning. This song was her trump card. Diao Yueling was going to sing it on the main stage at night. That would be enough to shock people.

Soon, audiences began to stop around her.

Seeing that she was adapting well, Yu Hai felt relieved and prepared to go shopping elsewhere.

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

The pedestrian street, which is nearly two kilometers long, can be seen from a high altitude. It is actually an oval area built around the central fountain square, and the widest part in the middle is 100 meters wide.

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

The shops here sell a wide variety of goods, including a snack plaza that gathers all kinds of local delicacies, a large shopping mall with a variety of luxury goods, and a variety of souvenir shops.

Yu Hai wandered around for a while, wondering if he wanted to buy some souvenirs for Tomson Wenren and the others.

However, considering that it is too tiring to fly with big bags and small bags, and many things can be bought in the morning, I think it is unnecessary.

But if he sees something in need, he will buy it.

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

I went back to greet Huang An and the others and found a very clean tea restaurant for lunch. Sitting facing the street, I could hear a folk singer two meters away. The lyrics were slightly literary, which was a good pastime.

It is impossible for these performers to perform non-stop for a whole day, and Diao Yueling also understood this truth, so she obediently ate and prepared to continue her efforts in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Yu Hai continued to hang out alone. Occasionally, he would stop and listen to a performance he was interested in, and if he thought it was good, he would give a few like tickets.

He especially likes a band whose members are all middle-aged, and the band's name is Dust.

The four uncles have beer bellies and hats. They can't tell if their heads are bald, but they play musical instruments very smoothly.

Their songs are very heroic, they are in the local language, Yu Hai can't understand it, but they should have written them themselves, and there are many people around them, just like attending a bonfire party.

Seeing Yu Hai give out a handful of like 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 specially for a few bands or a certain singer.

In terms of Yu Hai's appreciative ability, those groups with fans will indeed be better than others, and some groups will not be inferior to many famous singers in terms of their works or singing skills.

They just missed some opportunities to become popular.

It seems that it is not easy for little girl Diao Yueling to stand out from these people!

But Yu Hai wasn't too worried.

Without him, he has confidence in the songs he delivers.

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

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Diao Yueling gathered together the like tickets for the main stage, followed Yu Hai to find a place to rest, and adjusted her state to face the test in the evening.

During this period, in order to relax her, Huang An took her for a walk in the pedestrian street.

Unfortunately, it actually had the opposite effect.

After witnessing the 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.

Apart from the small town bands she was working with, she didn't really have the chance to see good live music.

Suddenly seeing the gap between herself and a mature musician, the little girl was full of confidence and was hit hard.

A day ago, the confidence that she was able to find Shang Yu Hai to fight for this music show more or less came from her shallow cognition and pitiful knowledge.

If time goes back, Diao Yueling feels that she will never have the confidence to agree to the agreement with Yu Hai confidently.

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

But the little girl lost confidence in her singing skills.

In fact, according to the little girl's own feeling, the piece 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 is so good, it also gave her a lot of pressure.

As night approached, Yu Hai could see the conflict and uneasiness in the girl's heart.

But he wasn't going to say anything. If he couldn't overcome this fear, the little girl's career as a singer wouldn't be far off.

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

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

The main course of the music show has been served.

Tourists 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 from a distance that the dark heads are divided into four strands by a specially separated passage and are converging towards the fountain platform in the middle.

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

"Let's wait a little longer!"

The little girl looked timidly at the crowd staring fanatically at the performance on the stage, her expression flinching.

"it is good!"

Huang An patted her on the shoulder: "The most important thing should be at the end, I think you're pretty good at the finale!"

The little girl smiled palely, and didn't say much, feeling that her throat was so dry.

The four of them watched pairs of performers in the crowd, including individuals and groups, both professional and unprofessional.

Maybe they have other identities besides musicians, such as students, such as migrant workers, but tonight, they are the stars that have attracted much attention.

Affected by the atmosphere of the scene, as long as they dare to go on stage, the audience will never be stingy with applause and like coupons in their hands. The cheers are like waves, one after another.

More than two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and some tired spectators walked out of the crowd, and new people immediately came to fill in.

There was a constant stream of coming and going, and the singers on the stage only felt that the shouts from the audience seemed to be completely indefatigable. One person sang several songs in a row before reluctantly leaving the stage.

The audience of Huang An's live broadcast room also reached the highest peak in her career, with 10,000+ people watching online.

Some people watched the excitement with great interest, while more people were waiting for the work of the mysterious composer mentioned in the title.

"When will the little girl play?"

"In such a big scene, the little girl won't be stage-frightened, will she?"

"I'm just waiting for the little girl to sing tonight!"

"Turn it off if it doesn't sound good!"

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

"..."

After more than two hours, only a very small number of performers did not appear on stage.

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

"it is good!"

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

The little girl walked up step by step, her steps were slow and firm, and the fingers under the sleeves were tightly pulling the corner of the sleeves, with extreme force.

After standing on the floor tiles of the fountain, she took a few breaths, and then walked quickly to stand in front of the microphone.

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

However, I was too nervous, my fingers were stiff, and I could barely reach it after fiddling for a long time.

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

She swallowed, her hands intertwined, her knuckles turned white: "I... the song I'm going to sing today is called Scarborough Fair..."

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

Someone subconsciously smiled, but stopped immediately. All of the audience could see the girl's nervousness.

The few bands that did not leave after singing stood on the steps under the fountain to watch their peers perform.

At this time, seeing such a little girl so nervous, some older people shouted: "Come on!"

Then more and more people echoed: "You can do it!"

"do not be afraid!"

"calm down!"

"..."

The shouting became louder and louder, making Diao Yueling on the stage a little unbelievable.

For some reason, her eye sockets suddenly became moist.

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

The audience looked at her like this, and didn't make a fuss, just watched her quietly, waiting for her to adjust!
Diao Yueling felt a little more relaxed, and she immediately nodded to Uncle Mo beside her.

In the next second, the soft and soothing guitar sound slowly flowed out from his hands.

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

The distant, ethereal, and clear female voice slowly floated over the pedestrian street.

Like a trickle of water, it drilled into everyone's ears.

sounds so good! ! !
This is the first thought in everyone's mind.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

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

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, unable to respond.

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

At this moment, I just felt that I must have had an illusion just now.

This is not a little village girl, this is obviously a fairy who fell into the world somewhere, right?
Don't be too strong!
"There's parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme"

"give me regards to a girl there"

"She Was My Love"

It seems that in order not to disturb the singers in the audience, the audience in the audience even breathed a little lighter.

They felt that hearing this song was like seeing a piece of holy feather whirling and slowly falling from heaven to earth.

Brings baptism and redemption.

My heart was numb and numb, and my skin was covered with goosebumps.

How come it sounds so nice?
How can there be such a beautiful song?
The girl on the stage closed her eyes slightly. At this time, her heartbeat had completely calmed down, and she devoted herself wholeheartedly to singing the song.

"Ask her to make me a sackcloth"

"There is no seam on the top, and no needlework"

"She will be my true love"

The singing sound drifted away with the wind, like the fragrance of hyacinth flowers, with a touch of melancholy and sadness, attracting more and more people to gather in the center of the pedestrian street.

The poetic tune and the elegant female voice create a clean, transparent 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 fascination, only feeling that his body and mind were being baptized from the inside out.

Compared with most of the people who came here, Chen Fan was already well-known in the folk circle.

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

But people who knew Chen Fan said he was 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 talented.

(End of this chapter)