Uncle Deyun

Chapter 414 Free as the Wind

I walked around Xi’an for a few days, mainly eating and drinking, and then revisited the old place, but this time it was a bit sad. When I came up, there were four of us together. I didn’t expect that when I came again, my parents had passed away.

"Master, hello, there is a night market in front of you, where you can rent a booth for 20 yuan a day, I asked, you can also sing or something, and there are many people singing there now, the requirement is before ten o'clock. Can."

Yi Yang was glad that he took Wang Zhuo with him. Last time he was in Guangzhou, he inquired about it for a few days. This time, someone was going to do this job, which made him feel a lot easier.

"It's hard work for you too, go and have a rest, we will start working tomorrow."

There is one more thing I have to mention. Recently, there has been a new interpretation of the homeless old man on the Internet, saying that the homeless old man was actually a rich boy before, but he did not expect to fall in love with a prostitute. Agreed, the woman was forced to commit suicide later on, and the homeless old man wrote these songs for this woman. In such a short period of time, there were two versions of the story, and Yi Yang netizens were particularly impressed.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Comment, curse."

When Yi Yang heard that his mood was not right, he took a peek and found that his daughter-in-law was leaving a message under the account that made up the story, and it was really scolding, and it was the kind of scolding that would not be blocked.

Roujiamo and mutton stalls, there are many stalls in Xi'an night market, the smell is so strong that people who come in are reluctant to go out, Yi Yang put on a hat and ate the snacks from several stalls first, not to mention, they are really delicious.

"It looks like someone is going to sing there?"

"Really, it's probably a singer. Many singers have come here and gone a lot."

"I liked the one last time, but it's gone too. The main reason is that the money here is too little, and they may not be able to support them."

There were a lot of people discussing it, and there were a lot of people wandering in front of the booth. Of course, more people walked past. After all, the scent seduced Yi Yang and the others away, let alone others.

"Is it done?"

"All right."

"Here you are, Roujiamo, it's very fragrant."

Wang Zhuo took it over, he was so attracted by the smell when he was working just now, he almost dropped his things and went straight to eat.

"Master, cough cough, when will the cough cough begin?"

"Eat slowly, let's talk when you're done eating, there's no need to worry."

After getting along for a period of time, Yi Yang has basically recognized this apprentice, but he still wants to test it. If he passes, he will take him to sing with him later.

Yi Yang took off his hat, his iconic white hair, and a specially grown beard made some people exclaim.

"This seems to be a homeless old man, do you think it looks like it?"

"Don't say it, it really looks like it. Look at the ones eating, it seems to be his assistant, can't it really be them?"

As more and more voices were speculated in the crowd, it finally broke out.

"Uncle, it's really a wandering uncle, ah, I saw a real person, please help me take a picture."

A layer of rocks stirred up a thousand waves, and as the first person shouted out, the people behind followed.

Those who didn't understand were still wondering, but those who understood were pushed to the back. When I turned around, hey, we've reached the intersection.

Many people don't understand why people go crazy because of a song, but the fans of the homeless old man know that they are never for people, only for singing. From his singing, fans can find their own stories.

"My friends in Xi'an are very enthusiastic. Everyone can lower the heat. I'm afraid that the fire brigade will come over later. I don't have much to say. I came to the ancient city of Xi'an today. I also changed the style of music and prepared to sing some new songs. .”

Yi Yang also made some changes this time. The most important thing is that he changed from one song a day to two songs. He himself felt that singing one song repeatedly was a bit annoying, although the crowd didn't think so, but he Be happy, he counts.

"The first song, the title is Free Like the Wind."

The music was uploaded from the guitar, and Wang Zhuo also had a job. He cooperated with the musical instruments next to him, adding some small partners to the monotonous guitar sound.

"I am free as the wind

like your tenderness cannot be retained
you push away my outstretched hands
you better not look back
endless thirst for freedom
All vicissitudes alone bear"

This song is one of Yi Yang's favorite songs. He likes the attitude of this song. Everyone should have their own pursuits. Just like him in another world, he learns and struggles to pursue what he wants. .

This song is also a simple one. The simplicity of the song does not mean the simplicity of the work. Fans heard the other side of the homeless old man from it. The previous songs were all about wanting to stay, but this time I want to be free, and there is no need to keep it. .

"This is the first song of the day."

Yi Yang put down his guitar and said a word. Those who know him know that he sings a song every day, but the meaning expressed in this sentence may be that there will be other songs today.

"Uncle, did you sing it before?"

"Uncle, I want to hear Across the Ocean."

"I want to listen to the old you."

You said one sentence to another, and the atmosphere became lively again. More importantly, someone sent a message, and now many people rushed to the scene. These were not passers-by, but real fans of the homeless old man. Once they arrived, the atmosphere It became even more enthusiastic.

"Be quiet, I will sing two songs today, the other one is also a new song, and it will be the same in the future, every day will be a new song, but if everyone is interested, there may be a special performance in the future, will you go to see it then?"

"Yes, it depends on how much money you have."

Yi Yang could tell from the shouting of these people that they really would go.

Just as Yi Yang was about to sing another song, the urban management team came.

When Wang Zhuo saw some people rushing over here, he went up and asked about the situation. Not to mention, these people had a good attitude.

"That's right, because there are too many people watching us now, it may cause danger, so we hope to cancel today's concert, we will arrange it tomorrow, you come again, I am also a fan of the wandering uncle, but if someone reacts, we will To manage."

Wang Zhuo talked to Yi Yang, and Yi Yang understood, but now that there are so many people, it might not be appropriate to just leave.

"You talk to them, I say a few words to appease them and then leave to see if there is any problem."

Wang Zhuo went over to talk again, and at this time another group of people came.

"We are from the management office, have you come here to sing and approve?"

"Approved, this is the procedure."

After handing over the formalities, Wang Zhuo wondered why there are so many people in charge today.

"The procedures are not up to standard. It's just the approval of the night market. It can't be done without our office. Now you will be fined [-]. Go to the management office to pay the money."

(End of this chapter)