Chapter Eighteen The First Fan Was A White-Haired Old Lady

  A person with "great skills" who has never shown off in front of the general public always feels a bit uncomfortable, like wearing brocade at night. Or to put it bluntly, everyone has a desire to be admired and idolized as a star. Some people just have stronger desires, so they love to show off and perform. Those with weaker feelings are either not confident or don't have any impressive skills to show off, so they can only suppress this desire deep in their hearts.

  Ten days ago, Tang Xiao was undoubtedly this kind of person. Now, he dares to say with certainty: From now on, I will never be afraid of performing again, even if it's in front of dozens, hundreds, thousands or tens of thousands of people.

  Because when he finished singing "Ao Bao Xiang Hui" with deep feeling and concentration, put down the guitar to pick up the guitar case and leave for the next town.

  "Bang bang bang bang bang......" The thunderous applause burst forth, accompanied by shouts of "Young man, you sing better than those pop stars!", "Don't go! Sing another one!" and other loud cheers and requests.

  "It seems I really have the skills to eat this bowl of rice!" Xiaohe was stimulated by everyone's enthusiastic response, and his heart was naturally overjoyed. If he had sung the first "White Birch Forest" just to attract everyone's curiosity, no one noticed his so-called singing skills;

  So the second song "The East is Red" evoked a lot of nostalgia for many rural people about that special and crazy era, so it directly became a grand chorus. Similarly, there was no room for him to show off his skills either. But now this song "Ao Bao Xiang Hui" has allowed everyone to truly experience the joy of listening, and it's also the most difficult and challenging live version. So now, in Tang Xiao Shuai's heart, a concept has been buried: my singing skills are indeed good, and my infectiousness is not a problem at all. Since my singing skills are fine, and my infectiousness is strong too, why should I be afraid of performing on stage?

  That's right, this first trial of singing in front of an audience, although the level on site is so low that it would be despised if spoken out, but for Xiao Ge who has never been confident, it is no less than another half-year systematic training, and even more.

  Because he now has the confidence and the courage to perform anywhere, anytime. Of course, during his training in the system, he had already faced virtual audiences of at least 10 performances with tens of thousands of people, and even for nearly three hours each time. But isn't that how it is for everyone? Even if the simulation in the system was almost indistinguishable from reality, reality is still reality, and only by doing the same thing in the real world would Tang Xiao be truly fearless.

  So, since he has gained so much here, in his hometown, what reason does he have not to thank the villagers? So, he didn't take the guitar, and with a high right hand raised, the whole scene suddenly became quiet, everyone's eyes fell on his hand.

  "To all the seniors, peers and juniors, to thank you for your applause and support, I will sing one last song, the song is called 'Goodbye', it's a popular song and also my strongest type, hope you can like it, thank you everyone!"

  After Tang Xue finished speaking sincerely, he nodded towards the white-haired old woman who was still standing by with a smile, and then gently took a breath, his hands moved skillfully on the guitar.

  To be honest, although theoretically all songs can be accompanied by guitar and can sound good as long as the level is not bad. However, anyone who is a bit professional knows that many songs are actually not suitable for guitar accompaniment, at most they can only show off guitar skills, but it's not so useful for pure accompaniment.

  So, when Tang Xiao was about to make his final performance, he immediately chose a classic song by Zhang Zhenyue that is very suitable for guitar solo. Only in this way can he truly show off his perfect level of guitar skills and singing.

  It's funny to say, he originally prepared songs that were suitable for himself to sing and play by himself today, but unfortunately, the arrangement was messed up at the beginning, so now he can finally show his strongest and most perfect strength.

  I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say goodbye to you

  Maybe I'll never see you again

  ……

  The original singer of the song "Goodbye", Zhang Zhenyue, has a somewhat strange voice. Although he is a grown man with a goatee, his voice sounds somewhat childish, so if this song is sung in the same way as the original, it's quite difficult.

  Fortunately, this is not a mimicry show, and Xiao Shuai Ge is not just a "follower" who can only mimic. He sang with an open throat, completely unlike the original singer's somewhat lazy and weak tone, plus the guitar accompaniment in his hand was 1/4 beat faster. As a result, this classic song, which originally had a lazy and indifferent feel, immediately changed its flavor. Giving people a slow rock passion feeling.

  These days will never be erased from my heart

  I won't promise you whether I'll come back again

  ………

  The bright and pleasant melody, combined with Tang Xiao's powerful and penetrating singing voice that can change freely, made the people who were originally quiet and watching the performance and listening to the song unable to bear it. They didn't need anyone to shout or direct them, they spontaneously followed the rhythm and shook their bodies, swinging their arms. Even those embarrassed old men and women finally "let go" and danced to the music with a vigor they hadn't shown in a long time.

  Isn't this a perfect embodiment of the charm of music, even if it's a bit incongruous?

  Happy moments always have an end, this time Xiao Ge didn't indulge in the excitement of the moment and stopped playing as soon as he finished singing. He smiled at the over 100 on-site audience who were staring at him with complaining eyes, bent down to pick up the scattered money that had been thrown onto the stage for his guitar performance.

  "Hey, really not singing anymore?" someone shouted with a lingering tone, but no one replied. Under the silence, the scene quickly emptied out, leaving only a few people behind. They were all residents of the street who had nothing better to do and wanted to see how much reward this young man would get. There was also an old white-haired woman.

  Harvested a lot! After the change was collected, Tang Xiao suddenly smiled with satisfaction. Just for a moment, he received 135.5 yuan, the largest denomination being 50 and the smallest being 0.5. He didn't know who gave it to him. Of course, he wouldn't disdain small denominations, as money is still valuable no matter how little!

  He smiled and put it in the pocket of his jeans, then packed up his guitar and slung the case over his shoulder before standing up.

  "Hey young man, where are you headed?" The white-haired old woman waited until he finished gathering his things before speaking with a smile: "I'm heading to Jin Guan City next. If it's on your way, we can walk together."

  "Thank you for your kindness, I'm going to Yu State and then transfer to E Province." Tang Xiao Sa hastily expressed his gratitude and declined the old lady's kindness, scratching his chin in embarrassment: "This...I have to go to Qinglong Town now, uh, so...thank you again..."

  He wanted to say goodbye, but the old lady said: "Then I won't delay your time, can you leave me a signature?" She smiled naturally: "I think you're very talented and will definitely become a big star in the future, so I want to ask for an autograph for my granddaughter..."

  "Huh? Signature?" Xiao Sa Ge's eyes widened in shock, he would rather die than think that he hadn't even left his hometown yet and was about to lose his first signature.

  The old lady thought he was unwilling, and immediately explained: "If it's too much trouble, then forget it. I've never chased stars in my life, but today I finally met a singer I like, so I wanted an autograph, but I'm too embarrassed to ask for one myself, so I pushed my granddaughter..."

  "No, I'm not uncomfortable!" Looking at the old lady who was getting more and more self-blaming, especially her frank admission that she was his "fan", made Xiao Shuai both unbearable and extremely excited. Did brothers also have their own "fans"? Even if this fan was a bit older, it was still a fan, right? So, he quickly pushed the guitar on his back, stretched out his hand to hold the old lady's hands, and said repeatedly: "Auntie, I'll sign for you, but I didn't bring a pen!"

  "I have it! I have it!" The old lady was also somewhat excited, she said and walked to a small grocery store on the other side of the street, soon came back with a fine-tip oil-based marker and a small notebook that looked very delicate, handed it to Xiao Shuai who was still in excitement, saying: "My name is Yu Jiamin, you just write... Ah, what's your name?"

  The old lady was a bit shy, she just said she liked his songs, but didn't even ask for his name, this fan is a bit unqualified!

  "My name is Tang Xiao Sa, the 'Tang' from the Tang Dynasty and 'Xiao Sa' means free and easy-going. I wish my first fan, Ms Yu Jia Min and her family all the best, good health and happiness every day." He then signed his name and added the date and location at the bottom right corner. Hmm, this handwriting is a bit...

  He had just finished writing and was about to hand it over to his wife, but Brother Xiao saw the words he wrote and immediately blushed with shame, and didn't dare to hand them over anymore. The words on the note were really not comparable to the art of signature, and even strictly speaking, they didn't even meet the standard of regular script, in a word: ugly.

  "It's okay, I just like this kind of signature!" The old lady, having lived for so many years, immediately covered up her smile and snatched the notebook. She seriously flipped through it and said: "You haven't debuted yet, hmm, your handwriting is a bit poor but normal, but you really need to practice well in the future."

  In the end, the old lady felt a bit suffocated because Tang Xiao's handwriting was indeed... cough cough.

  "Alright, I'm leaving first, goodbye grandma!" Tang Xiao had already been shooed away, he didn't wait for the old lady to finish speaking, and immediately grabbed his guitar bag on his back and turned around to run.

  Yeah, I really need to practice my writing skills, or else I'll lose face in the future! He made a silent vow to himself. PS: I want to make a push for the top 10 new authors chart, hope everyone will vote and support me, once I'm on the chart, I promise to update three times a day. Please witness and support me!

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