Ahead was a park, and inside the park, a rock band dressed in matching outfits was playing music.
Black vest, jeans, long hair, military-style shoes.
The most standard outfit for rock musicians this year, if you add a black beret, is all you need.
Liang Liang listened intently and realized that the band was playing the song "I Like You"!
However, the Cantonese singing was very awkward, and the Cantonese sounded very unfamiliar.
So, does that mean Beyond's new album has been released?
"There's a rock band here, let's go check it out!" Xiao Yu suggested, and without waiting for anyone's reply, she ran over first.
It was relatively rare to see a street performer in a park during this period, so a large crowd of onlookers gathered around.
Liang Liang, Liu Yuyong, and Wang Fan also gathered around.
This rock band is probably around twenty-two or twenty-three years old. The instruments they use are very ordinary, not high-end products, and the lead singer's voice is not particularly distinctive.
In front of them was an open violin case with a few scattered receipts inside.
He's out busking, so as fellow performers, we should at least offer our support.
Liang Liang took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to Han Chui, gesturing for him to throw it into the violin case.
Han Chui swaggered into the circle and stretched the ticket out like a flag before putting it into the violin case.
This is the largest ticket in the violin case so far.
The lead singer of the rock band greeted Han Chui, who surprisingly clapped his hands high, looking quite smug.
This act was so pretentious it made Liang Liang's teeth itch.
Damn it, that's money I gave you, don't pretend to be a good guy!
"Xiao Yu! Do you want to kick him to death?" Liang Liang asked Xiao Yu in a low voice.
Xiao Yu gritted her teeth: "Yes!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Go kick him, and kick me a couple of times while you're at it."
Xiao Yu looked at Liang Liang and then at Han Chui suspiciously: "You want to use me as a pawn again? I won't do it!"
"Women shouldn't be too smart, or they'll suffer a terrible fate!"
"I don't believe your nonsense!"
After the rock band finished their song, the lead singer greeted Han Chui.
"Dude! Thanks!" He spoke with a strong Beijing accent.
Upon hearing this, Liang Liang realized it was a Beijing accent! This band wasn't from Guangzhou.
No wonder the Cantonese singing sounds like it's from all over the country.
Liang Liang walked over to the band and asked, "Hey guys! From Beijing?"
"Yes! What about you? Judging from your accents, you don't seem to be locals either?"
"We're from Lianwan, why are we performing here?"
"Don't even mention it. Everyone says Guangzhou has a great music scene, so we came here like idiots to try our luck. But we didn't expect that Northern rock music is completely unpopular here. They don't recognize it at all. Forget about finding a company to sign us or anything, we can't even afford to eat now. We can't even go home. We guys have no choice but to scrape together some food in the park. Otherwise, we'd have to rob a bank."
The other bassist quickly explained their predicament in just a few words.
"Can we sell it to make money for meals?"
"Sigh! We eat irregularly, sometimes hungry and sometimes full, just barely managing to stay alive."
At this moment, Liu Yuyong, Wang Fan, and Xiao Yu also arrived behind Liang Liang.
"Dude! You guys play rock music too?" Liu Yuyong and Wang Fan's long hair caught the other person's attention.
Even though many people had long hair in the 1990s, it was still rare for rock musicians to have such long hair.
“We’re not rockers, we’re just a band. The guy who’s spitting all over your lead singer is our lead singer.”
Liang Liang, with a mischievous grin, introduced Han Chui as the lead singer.
The opposing bassist glanced at Han Chui: "Judging by that animated pose, he definitely has the makings of a lead singer!"
Xiao Yu covered her mouth and turned her head away.
"Since we're both in a band, how about playing a couple of songs? Let's have some fun!"
"Our lead singer's favorite song is 'When Dreams Awaken,' can you accompany it with an instrumental version?"
"No problem! What key should we use?"
"G major, I guess."
Liang Liang turned to Han Chui, who was talking to the other lead singer about something again.
"Lead singer! Please sing 'When Dreams Awaken,' your best song."
Han Chui, who was spouting nonsense, was dumbfounded on the spot.
Am I the lead singer? "When Dreams Awaken"?
Damn it, this guy's messing with me again.
He wanted to refuse, but the band's accompaniment had already started, leaving him no room to escape.
The greatest advantage of Han Chui is that he is not afraid of any stage. He will demonstrate first whether he can do it or not. If he can't do it, he can do it well.
This guy took a deep breath and leaned close to the microphone stand.
"Good evening, brothers and sisters of Guangzhou! I will now sing a song called 'When Dreams Awaken' for you. I hope you will like it. If you have money, please support me financially; if you don't have money, please support me by showing your support."
"You really do have some of your charm!" Xiao Yu exclaimed beside Liang Liang.
"What are you saying? Am I as despicable as him?" Liang Liang didn't like hearing that.
"I think you're even more despicable than him! Hey! Why are there people like Han Bangbang, Yan Xiaogui, and shameless people like you in this world? Did God get drunk while researching how to create humans?"
What kind of nonsense is this? Why should I be grouped with Han Bangbang and Yan Liang? Compared to them, I'm a gentleman, okay?
This woman needs a beating; if she's not disciplined for three days, she's going to start climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles.
Liang Liang secretly glanced at Xiao Yu's shapely buttocks, considering from what angle to aim for the effect of a surging sea.
The song has finished its intro and is now in the warm-up phase.
Han Chui gathered his breath and let out a loud roar.
Actually, Han Chui's voice is quite good; at least he has all the five notes and six tones, but this time he clearly started too high.
His voice was so high that, for some reason, the band followed suit and raised their pitch as well.
Oh no! This guy is like a roast duck on a hot plate, he's in a bind.
"Can he get up there?" Xiao Yu asked worriedly.
"Never underestimate the energy a person unleashes when they defecate in the toilet!" Liang Liangbao said solemnly.
"Pah! How disgusting!"
Han Chui clearly couldn't keep up with the high notes during the chorus.
At first, the voice was high-pitched and thin, like a spider's thread; later, it became as loud as a duck whose throat had been cut.
Finally, this guy lay down on the ground with a thud and pretended to be dead.
The onlookers were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Why are you singing while lying down?"
"He was singing 'Lack of Oxygen' and got dizzy!"
There are people who understand this and can explain it.
At this moment, Han Chui got up from the ground.
"I'm sorry, folks of Guangzhou, I'm not a professional singer. We all raised the pitch a bit. Actually, if we hadn't raised the pitch, wouldn't I have sung pretty well?"
"It's alright!" The audience, seeing his sincere attitude, couldn't bear to ridicule him and gave an ambiguous response.
"This brother knows his stuff. Even though I didn't sing well, I still put in the effort, and if I didn't put in the effort, I still have tuberculosis. I've sung so hard that I'm getting tuberculosis, so it's okay if everyone gives me a little something, right? It doesn't have to be much! A penny or two is fine, a dollar or two is fine."
This guy somehow produced a hat and started happily collecting money from everyone he met.
Believe it or not, quite a few people actually took out money and threw it into their hoodies with a lot of laughter, including ten-yuan notes.
In no time, the hood was full!
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