I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 126 125.five hundred miles, going to Europe and the United States to challenge?

Han Qing is now a mature assistant.

With just a look or a word from Jiang Chen, she could immediately understand what Jiang Chen wanted, and then do everything properly.

The live broadcast room was opened again, and more than 200,000 people flocked into the room in an instant. It seemed as if these people did not have to go to work every day. Every time Jiang Chen started a live broadcast, more than 200,000 people entered. It even looked like they were fake people created by the platform.

Moreover, the number increased rapidly every second thereafter, and in the blink of an eye, three hundred thousand people had passed.

Because, just as Jiang Chen finished writing about the two prime ministers meeting happily, Han Qing went off the air directly, leaving many viewers wanting more and waiting for Jiang Chen to start the show.

So the number of people increased very quickly at this time. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people poured into the live broadcast room. Many viewers were watching the live broadcast room. When the reminder to start the broadcast appeared, they jumped in immediately.

The dense barrage of comments was also discussing crazily.

"Wow, Lao Jiang is in the car. Is he leaving? Leaving the capital?"

"I haven't come to my senses just now, and the live broadcast suddenly went offline. What are you doing, Xiaoqingzi?"

"The two prime ministers are meeting each other, awesome. Is it time for outdoor live broadcast now?"

"Lao Jiang, where is your next stop? Come to Jinzhou. I'll provide food and accommodation, one-stop service!"

"Come to Dalian, Lao Jiang. Dalian welcomes you."

"Send him to Ningguta!"

"Old Jiang, I'm really asking, can I buy one of your works?"

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Many viewers began to discuss Jiang Chen's next destination, many people were discussing the meeting between the two prime ministers that Jiang Chen had just written, and many people wanted to buy Jiang Chen's works.

The live broadcast room is very lively.

but.

When everyone saw Jiang Chen pick up the guitar and slowly pluck the strings, the atmosphere instantly became more lively.

"Does Lao Jiang want to sing?"

"Lao Jiang, I beg you to sing a song about meeting me."

"Ten years, Lao Jiang, I beg you for ten years on my knees."

"Old Jiang, do you still remember the first time you sang "Ideal Thirty" live?"

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but just slowly plucked the guitar strings.

Chen Xiaojia was driving steadily.

Pu Yuexi, Li Wen, and Wang Jing, who were in the car in front, were all watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. They watched Jiang Chen play the guitar, and the three of them were listening quietly.

In the capital, in Wang Fei's yard.

Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu and Sophia had not left yet. They were still in Wang Fei's yard, helping to frame and hang up the original works of "Meeting of Two Prime Ministers" that Jiang Chen had just written. At the same time, they also cleaned the room carefully to ensure that the room where Jiang Chen's original works were kept was spotless and not a speck of dust was allowed on Jiang Chen's works.

At the same time, Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room was playing on the tablet computer on the table.

Looking at Jiang Chen holding the guitar and playing softly outside the car window, the soothing and slightly sad melody made them all stop what they were doing temporarily and look at Jiang Chen's profile on the live broadcast screen together.

Jiang Chen's appearance is not that handsome, just a little bit handsome. He didn't use any beauty filters during the live broadcast, just his natural appearance without makeup. Compared with many popular young handsome guys, his appearance is indeed far behind.

However, that kind of artistic temperament is definitely better than any celebrity, entertainer, internet celebrity or anchor!

Moreover, if she puts on some makeup and uses beauty filters, she probably won't be much different from those young handsome guys.

Jiang Chen's temperament is the result of singing one song after another and writing one piece after another. It is a temperament that comes from within and cannot be faked.

At this time.

Jiang Chen's singing voice slowly began to sound.

"If you miss the train I'm on..."

"You will know that I am gone..."

……

As soon as Jiang Chen's singing voice sounded, the live broadcast room instantly became lively.

"English song? Lao Jiang is awesome!"

"Did Lao Jiang write an English song? Can someone translate it? I don't understand it."

"To put it simply, the first two lines are, if you miss the train I'm on, then you know I'm gone. This is a farewell song..."

"I don't understand it, but it sounds good. Is this music style folk? An English folk song?"

"It sounds good."

……

The number of people online in the live broadcast room soared rapidly, exceeding 400,000 in just a few seconds and quickly sprinting towards 500,000.

Jiang Chen's singing did not stop, it was still soothing yet with a hint of sadness. Jiang Chen looked into the distance, seemingly with some reluctance.

"You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles..."

“A hundred miles…a hundred miles…”

“A hundred miles…a hundred miles…”

Jiang Chen slowly repeated a few words, his voice became more melodious and filled with inexplicable emotions.

The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly became much less, and many people began to listen to the songs attentively, because only by listening attentively can they understand the general meaning.

Luo Sheng, Zhou Ming and Guo Haitao, who were still in Beijing, were sitting in the hotel restaurant eating breakfast, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast and listening to Jiang Chen's songs. All three of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Luo Sheng said in amazement: "I didn't expect Jiang Chen to compose an English song. My English is average, so I didn't understand what he was singing. But the arrangement is very good. It's a typical folk song! It's completely different from the current mainstream European and American songs."

Zhou Ming and Guo Haitao nodded after hearing this.

Nowadays, the mainstream music style in the European and American music circles is electronic jazz mixed with rock, etc. The style is varied and complex, and the pursuit is fast-paced and catchy. Therefore, there is no pure style. Whatever sounds good and catchy is stuffed in.

There are slow-tempo lyrical songs like folk songs, but they are extremely niche works, and there haven't been any popular ones in many years.

Not only abroad, but also in China there haven’t been any popular folk songs for a long time.

Jiang Chen's folk English song is obviously against the trend.

but……

No matter what kind of niche work it is, it can break the circle with the high quality of the work.

obviously.

This English folk song by Jiang Chen is very nice.

Even though Luo Sheng, Guo Haitao, and Zhou Ming all had average English and couldn't understand the lyrics, they still thought it sounded good and could roughly understand the emotions that Jiang Chen wanted to express.

It should be a sadness of parting.

"Jiang Chen is also trying different music."

Zhou Ming said with admiration.

When they mentioned Jiang Chen at this time, their tone was respectful.

because.

Jiang Chen is already a truly top-notch artist and is no longer on the same level as those people in the entertainment industry.

Moreover, they also sincerely respected Jiang Chen. They couldn't help but respect Jiang Chen for the poem "Xia Ke Xing" written last night, the poem "The Two Prime Ministers Meet Each Other" this morning, and the masterpieces Jiang Chen had written before.

This is a stunning sight that cannot be ignored by anyone who loves traditional Chinese culture; it is the cultural gene in our bones.

And now Jiang Chen starts to try music songs.

Guo Haitao's eyes lit up and he thought of a lot.

Zhou Ming suddenly said, "Director Guo, I remember! Foreign singers come to our Singing King Contest to challenge, and our singers can also challenge their Singing King Contest. Is there such a rule?"

Guo Haitao had just thought of this and nodded gently: "According to the competition system, the IP of the King of Singers Contest was first developed by a small country in Northern Europe, then bought by England, and then licensed to North America. We in China have also obtained regional authorization, as well as several other countries, such as Japan, South Korea, South America, etc. And the copyright holders of these authorized countries have agreed in the contract that we can interact with each other."

"This time, European and American singers came to challenge us, which is an interaction between us, the copyright holders. They can send their contracted singers to challenge us, so as to increase the topic, increase the ratings and popularity. At the same time, we can also send our contracted singers to challenge us to help them increase the popularity and topic. However, our singers are average, and the audience of Chinese songs in Europe and the United States is very small, so I didn't pay attention to it and never thought of sending anyone over."

"If Jiang Chen can sing English songs, he can go to North America to challenge. However, this year's singing competition in North America will not start for some time. They will probably start after we finish, and the English one will start even later."

Luo Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "The condition for this interaction is that they come here to make money. English songs have a large market here, and many European and American singers are very well-known here. However, it is difficult for our music circle to go beyond China, let alone Asia."

"Although Jiang Chen sang an English song this time, it is still too difficult for him to challenge the North American team. His talent and strength are still a little lacking. If he wants to challenge the team, he must win at least two or three games. Otherwise, he will be eliminated as soon as he goes. That would not be a challenge, but a disgrace."

Guo Haitao and Zhou Ming nodded and remained silent.

They stared at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen and knew that Luo Sheng was telling the truth. They really couldn't find anyone who was qualified to go to North America and England to challenge.

They sent the younger generation, so China must also send the younger generation to challenge them. Otherwise, if we send the older generation of singers, it will sound old-fashioned and the audience will not like it. It will also be accused of bullying the weak, and people will say that there is no one available in the Chinese music scene.

However, among the younger generation of singers, who has the ability to perform in Europe and the United States?

Not found!
No!

There are only a few talented young singers in the entire Chinese music scene.

Otherwise, Ye Lan, a fifty-year-old lady, and Zhou Ming, a fifty-year-old man, would not have been sent out to guard the national border.

With such a huge amount of traffic, if any young singer had this ability, he would have come out to catch this wave of traffic long ago!

Now that no one dares to take up the question, it means that they all know their own limitations and dare not stand out, fearing that they will be criticized to death after taking the stage.

The three stopped talking and continued to look at Jiang Chen, listening to his singing with their ears pricked up.

"You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles..."

"Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two..."

"Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four..."

"Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home..."

"Away from home, away from home..."

"Away from home, away from home..."

"Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home..."

Listening to Jiang Chen's leisurely singing voice, although they didn't understand the lyrics at the moment, they seemed to see the sadness of several people who were far away from their hometown.

Zhou Ming closed his eyes slightly and exclaimed: "Not bad!"

Luo Sheng also nodded: "It's really good, folk songs are all heartfelt. However, every song Jiang Chen sings is heartfelt. He is in this state, which is most suitable for singing folk songs. The songs he sang before, "Ideal Thirty" and "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Bunk", are both very good."

Guo Haitao took a look at the number of people in the live broadcast room and found that it had exceeded 500,000. He was amazed again.

Jiang Chen's popularity is really high and stable.

Just singing a song early in the morning can have more than 500,000 people listening online, which is more terrifying than those top stars in the circle.

If this is the time period with the highest traffic in the evening, there will be at least 700,000 or 800,000 people.

The two cars slowly left the capital, and Jiang Chen's singing voice floated along the road and spread across the country along the live broadcast signal.

“Not a shirt on my back…”

"Not a penny to my name,"

"Lord, I can't go back home this a-way..."

"This a-way, this a-way..."

"This a-way, this a-way..."

"Lord, I can't go back home this a-way..."

Jiang Chen's singing stopped temporarily, but the sound of the guitar continued to drift out slowly. He turned his head to the camera and said softly: "This song is for all those who have left their hometown, or are about to leave their hometown."

Then, he sang slowly again.

"If you miss the train I'm on."

"You will know that I am gone."

"You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles..."

Jiang Chen's singing slowly stopped, but the guitar in his hand still did not stop. He recalled the days when he used to go home for the New Year every year and then go out to work after the New Year.

I'm sure many people across the country share that feeling.

Jiang Chen continued softly, "Everyone, take care of yourselves while you're working outside!"

Jiang Chen stopped playing the guitar after he finished speaking: "This song is called five hundred miles, which means five hundred miles!"

More than 500,000 viewers in the live broadcast room posted comments and interacted with Jiang Chen.

This is a rare time that Jiang Chen has spoken so much to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"It sounds good. Songs written by Lao Jiang are definitely good."

"Five Hundred Miles, when can Lao Jiang be downloaded?"

"After listening to Lao Jiang's words, I really wanted to cry. I am now working alone away from home. Only I know how sad I feel. Every time I leave home, I cry all the way."

"I roughly understood the lyrics of Lao Jiang's song. I couldn't help crying. I felt like it was about my own experience of going out every year."

"Old Jiang Niu..."

"Lao Jiang, are we going to Jinzhou next?"

"Lao Jiang, come to my Dalongjiang!"

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen didn't look at the comments. After singing, he picked up his phone and looked for Zheng Zehao's name. He sent a message: "Old Zheng, are you at home?"

Zheng Zehao was watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast at home when his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Jiang Chen. He jumped up from his stool in surprise and laughed with trembling hands, "Hahaha, I knew Jiang Chen treated me as a friend and came to see me!"

"Hahaha, great!"

Zheng Zehao excitedly replied to Jiang Chen: "I'm watching your live broadcast at home, hahahaha, your songs are still so good."

Jiang Chen saw Zheng Zehao's reply, smiled, and replied: "I'm in the Northeast, let's get together?"

Zheng Zehao couldn't help but shed tears. His fingers trembled as he quickly typed a reply: "Of course, my home is in Mudanjiang, you know? I have everything at home. When you arrive in Longjiang, I will drive to pick you up."

Jiang Chen: "Okay, see you there!"

Zheng Zehao: "Okay, see you then. I'll take care of your food, lodging and entertainment."

After Zheng Zehao sent the message, he stood up and shouted excitedly, then shouted to his parents who were busy in the yard: "I'm going out to buy some things. A good friend of mine is coming."

The two elders responded casually: "Okay, buy more good things, and tell me if you don't have enough money."

Zheng Zehao: “Okay!”

Now in middle age, after working in Shanghai for many years, Zheng Zehao has almost no friends left, and his fiancée ran away with someone else. Now Jiang Chen truly treats him as a friend and comes from afar to see him, which makes him so moved that he wants to cry.

(End of this chapter)