Entertainment: My seven stunning goddess sisters

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Seeing Huafeng’s reluctance to persuade, the Chinese guy shook his head and greeted his little partner, and went back.

Huafeng asked Wagge to adjust the background music: "Since these people don't like us singing their songs, then we will sing our own songs."

"They don't like familiar songs. Can they like to listen to our songs?"

"It doesn't matter if he loves it or not, I'll sing it first!" Huafeng held the microphone and pointed to the screen: "That's it!"

Huafeng selected the folk song "A Pair of Mandarin Ducks Drifting on the Water".

This song has been circulated among Chinese people for hundreds of years. The tune is gentle and long, with the thoughts and charm of men and women who are in love.

Don't forget, Huafeng has the skills of the golden voice system.

Although this song was originally sung by a female voice, after Huafeng's interpretation, it neutralized the original high-pitchedness, and on the contrary, it became more melancholy.

As soon as the prelude of this song came out, the passing crowd turned their heads in twos and threes and whispered to each other.

When Huafeng sang halfway, passers-by simply gathered around.

Among them, there are business elites with briefcases and suits, as well as elderly successful people with extraordinary clothes, young men and women traveling together, and mothers pushing babies.

Even passing vehicles stopped in place and lowered their windows.

Music knows no borders.

Even if Huafeng sings Chinese, the tunes and feelings expressed can be captured by strangers one by one.

At the end of the song, fierce applause erupted from the crowd.

"Great!"

"One more song!"

There are many cheers and many rewards.

The well-dressed people put money in a box in front of Wagg.

After that, Huafeng selected the repertoire for the folk tunes and popular songs of China.

At the end of the day, Huafeng sang five songs in turn, and the crowd of onlookers walked and then another.

It wasn't until night fell, the street lights came on, and Huafeng packed up and prepared to leave. When the onlookers confirmed that he would come tomorrow, he gradually dispersed.

Hua Ge, carrying the crowd on his back, put the box away.

With the lessons learned last time, she has also become a lot more careful about money.

The two were about to leave, and the Chinese guy who had previously chatted with them led the team members, bowing and smiling around.

"Handsome guy, what song did you sing this morning? Could you show us the score?" said the Chinese guy.

Huafeng nodded, and asked Huage to write a few names and download the APP for the guy.

The guy is grateful for his gratitude. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Huafeng a thumbs up: "You are the No. 1 in this block. I have been here for five or six years. I have also met many stray singers back and forth. You are the first one to pay attention to and make money."

Hua Feng does not hesitate: "If the song is good, everyone will sing it together."

"Are you afraid that we will steal your guest?"

Hua Feng smiled and shook his head: "I also look forward to you sing more Chinese songs!"

The guy held the playlist written by Wagger, thanked him again and again before leaving.

Huafeng and the two returned to the hotel and counted the money they made during the day.

There are more than three hundred dollars.

Wagger folded the money, put it in the drawer, and said with emotion: "It used to be easy to make money. Even if a single business makes a few million dollars, there is no satisfaction now."

"Anyway, it's still too early to the game. Let's sing for a while. I also think this job is very interesting."

Hua Gege nodded: "If you have money in your hand, you don't need to worry about it. When the certificate comes down, I just go to the competition.

"Then you won't live in Mount Phillip? I heard that there is a nice sea view room."

Hua Ge stretched his waist and lay down on the bed: "The sea view room is also very comfortable, think about it, wake up in the morning and listen to the sound of the waves hitting the shore and the sound of seabirds, oh, you can smell the salty sea... "

Hua Feng snorted: "You, I said I'm satisfied just now, but I still like sea view rooms."

"What's the matter? Everyone likes good things. We work as vagrant singers during the day and live in a sea view hotel at night. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

Fine!

In the following time, Huafeng and Wagger were wandering singers in the street next to Mount Phillip.

The days of the World Hacker League are getting closer and closer, and the reissued certificates and cards have gradually come into hand.

On this day, Huafeng and Wagger had just set up their singing microphones, speakers and equipment, and they heard a person behind them saying in poor Chinese: "Are the Chinese people so poor? Begging on the street?"

Since becoming a wandering singer in the United States, Hua Feng has also met many people.

Although his songs are sought after by the locals, they have also received a lot of scorn and ridicule.

After coming and going, Huafeng is used to it.

He adjusted the height of the microphone calmly. He felt that there was no problem, and then turned to look at the speaker.

It is two young men.

The age is about the same as Huafeng, but from the perspective of dressing, it should be from the stick country or the sun country.

"Begging is for nothing, and we get paid by work...Speaking of which, I don't know where the two are from, there seems to be a lot of homeless people like you here!"