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

Chapter 155 154. The wind and sand cannot blow away the pale Begonia’s blood and tears!
Among the crowd, in addition to most of the ordinary audiences, there were also many anchors and internet celebrities who came to take advantage of the popularity, and they all picked up their mobile phones to start live broadcasts!

Among them, Wushuang, who is known as the number one singer on Douyin, was also standing in the crowd in front of Jiang Chen, holding up her mobile phone and broadcasting live to Jiang Chen in front of her. She herself is a super anchor with tens of millions of followers. At this time, there are more than 100,000 people online in the live broadcast room, which is more than when she usually sings.

Wushuang said to the phone: "Lao Jiang is coming to Chang'an, I must come to support him. I am a die-hard fan of Lao Jiang. I watch his live broadcast every day and give him tips every time."

The barrage of comments in Wushuang’s live broadcast room is also densely packed.

"Wow, Wushuang is also a fan of Lao Jiang? Me too!"

"Lao Jiang's live broadcast time just happened to be different from Wushuang's, so I watched both of their live broadcasts!"

"Old Jiang has arrived in Chang'an. That's great. I will also be going to Chang'an on a business trip tomorrow."

"As long as you are a normal person, who can refuse to be a fan of Lao Jiang? Whether it is the original songs sung by Lao Jiang, or the ancient poems and modern poems written by Lao Jiang, who can not like them?"

"Lao Jiang's popularity on the Internet is so explosive that even Wushuang wants to take advantage of Lao Jiang's popularity."

"Lao Jiang's new songs never disappoint."

……

Wushuang took a quick look at the comments and saw that some people said he was just trying to get attention, but he didn't explain.

Because, it's the truth.

She is a professional anchor, so she will naturally think of ways to increase her popularity and fame. She is the most popular singing anchor on DouYue, so isn't it the most normal thing for her to take advantage of Jiang Chen's popularity?

Not to mention, she was a real fan of Jiang Chen and had given hundreds of thousands of dollars in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room. However, her reward number was not even in the top ten, so she was not on the list.

However, she often mentioned in the live broadcast room that she is a fan of Jiang Chen.

Being in the circle of internet celebrity anchors, Wushuang has no psychological burden about trying to ride on the popularity.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come this far.

The accompaniment music sounded, Wushuang waved to Jiang Chen in front of her, her pretty face flushed, and she was a little excited.

then!

Jiang Chen's singing voice rang out.

“Climb to the top of the mountain and look back at your hometown.”

"The yellow sand is thousands of miles long."

"Where do the camel bells come from?"

"The sound hits my heart."

The singing voice could be heard in several streets around and people within a few kilometers could hear it.

Hearing Jiang Chen's retro and classic singing voice, everyone's eyes lit up, as if they were listening to an old song.

but……

They knew that this was Jiang Chen's new song, but Jiang Chen wrote it in a retro classic style.

Wushuang said to his live broadcast room: "Lao Jiang has written another classic retro song, it's really nice! Moreover, I feel that Lao Jiang's singing skills seem to have improved a bit, and his voice is more powerful!"

but!

Many professionals at the scene had shining eyes.

Far away in southern Hunan.

Zhou Ming, Luo Sheng, and Guo Haitao all stood up.

When it comes to pop music, the three are absolute professionals. Zhou Ming and Luo Sheng are at the pinnacle of the Chinese pop music scene, so they naturally know a lot about singing.

The three of them immediately realized that Jiang Chen's voice seemed wrong!

The three of them looked at each other, somewhat uncertain.

Zhou Ming said softly: "Jiang Chen's voice seems to be a little different, more powerful, not as thin as before, with a deeper breath, higher pitch, and more explosive power! It seems that his voice is better. Could it be the potential that has just been tapped?"

Zhou Ming was a little confused.

Logically speaking, vocal talent is almost fixed, and it is difficult to improve it so significantly in a short period of time.

They had all said before that Jiang Chen’s talent was a little lacking.

But now listen to Jiang Chen's singing again.

Jiang Chen’s talent is no worse than before.

At least, it is no worse than Zhou Ming's peak period, but Zhou Ming is old now.

In other words, Jiang Chen's current singing prowess has surpassed Zhou Ming's current strength, and is in no way inferior to Zhou Ming's peak youth.

Luo Sheng took a deep breath and said, "Maybe Jiang Chen has tapped into more potential!"

Guo Haitao said excitedly: "Then Jiang Chen must come to our stage, we need him!"

Before, Guo Haitao wanted Jiang Chen to come because he was attracted by Jiang Chen's popularity and wanted to increase the popularity and ratings of the King of Singers Contest.

Now, he really took a fancy to Jiang Chen's singing ability, which might be comparable to those young talented singers in Europe and the United States.

Luo Sheng nodded: "This song is also very good."

This kind of classic retro song is the type that Luo Sheng prefers.

Jiang Chen's singing continued to spread.

“I hope to embark on the road of remembrance.”

"Fly across the mountains thousands of miles away."

"The geese are flying back from the horizon, covered with the setting sun."

"Where is my hometown?"

"The wind and sand cannot be wiped away."

“The bloodstains of history.”

"The flying sand cannot fly away the paleness."

“Begonia Blood and Tears…”

Jiang Chen's singing has a distant and vast feeling, and also carries a sense of sadness and regret, as well as a heavy sense of history.

Everyone who hears it can't help but be infected, as if they are carrying some kind of heavy historical significance.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 1.2 million and is still rising rapidly.

Everyone was talking about Jiang Chen's singing.

"It's really nice to listen to. It's a retro and classic style. Lao Jiang's singing skills have improved. It's obvious that he sings more flavorfully."

"The lyrics are well written. Are they what Lao Jiang felt while on the road?"

"What does Haitang Blood Tears mean?"

"I don't know, but I feel an inexplicable sadness."

"Lao Jiang's songs must be extraordinary. We'll know when we check it out."

"I'm blocked outside and can't go in. There are so many people outside."

"It feels like half of the people in Chang'an are coming here. Lao Jiang's appeal is too amazing. I will come here early tomorrow morning."

"It sounds good. Old Jiang sings even better now."

……

Jiang Chen looked at the densely packed crowd surrounding him, nodded slightly, and then continued his singing.

“Climb to the top of the mountain and look back at your hometown.”

"The yellow sand is thousands of miles long."

"Where do the camel bells come from?"

"The sound hits my heart."

“I hope to embark on the road of remembrance.”

"Fly across the mountains thousands of miles away."

"The geese are flying back from the horizon, covered with the setting sun."

"Where is my hometown......"

Jiang Chen's singing voice became high-pitched again.

The scene became even quieter, with only Jiang Chen's singing voice floating and echoing in the surrounding streets.

"The yellow sand has aged the years."

"My thoughts can't be blown away."

"There have been so many tonights."

"Dreaming of returning to Qinguan."

"The wind and sand cannot be wiped away."

“The bloodstains of history.”

"Sand and wind cannot blow away the paleness." "Begonia blood and tears..."

……

At this time, the number of people online in the live broadcast room quickly exceeded 1.3 million, and was increasing rapidly every second.

Zhang Li, who was in the hotel, looked at the number of people online with a complicated expression, including joy and worry.

Jiang Chen's popularity has further increased and stabilized, which is definitely a good thing for the Penguin Live platform. With more traffic, the income can be gradually increased.

but……

Jiang Chen’s daily headcount expenditure also increased.

I don’t know how long Penguin Live’s financial resources can last.

With Jiang Chen’s current popularity, the daily head fee is about 15 million!
Not once a month, but every day!

Zhang Li thought about this number carefully at this time and could understand Mr. Yang's pressure.

However, when Zhang Li thought about the possibility that Jiang Chen might leave Penguin Live, she felt reluctant and heartbroken.

Jiang Chen's singing and his poetry and calligraphy seem to have become a part of Penguin Live.

on site!

Tens of thousands of people remained silent.

Jiang Chen paused for a few seconds, and his voice became even higher.

"The yellow sand has aged the years."

"My thoughts can't be blown away."

"There have been so many tonights."

"Dreaming of returning to Qinguan."

"The wind and sand cannot be wiped away."

“The bloodstains of history.”

"The wind and sand cannot blow away the paleness."

"Begonia Blood and Tears..."

Jiang Chen's voice gradually became lower, and then he slowly put down the microphone.

The background music also slowly faded away along with Jiang Chen's singing.

Jiang Chen picked up his phone and cut off the Bluetooth connection, then picked up the microphone again and said, "Thank you so much for coming to see my performance. Thank you. Today's performance ends here. We are a little tired after the journey. Let's go back and rest early."

"Goodbye, everyone!"

Finished!

Jiang Chen stood up and bowed slightly to thank everyone, then put the microphone down again, nodded to the two managers, and turned to walk towards the hotel.

Han Qing took a look at the number of people online in the live broadcast room. It had exceeded 1.3 million. Although it did not reach the peak of 1.4 million last time, Jiang Chen attracted 1.3 million people with just one song, which was already very remarkable.

At this time, the barrage of comments exploded, and the rewards also exploded.

"I looked up information specifically and almost cried. I suggest everyone look up Begonia leaves!"

"I heard Lao Jiang's song has a sense of history, so I looked it up. Now I am crying. I have to give a reward. Lao Jiang wrote this song very well."

“The same tears, the bloody tears of the crabapple tree, the same tears of the Chinese nation.”

"Fuck, I also checked it out. The map of China used to be Begonia leaves, but later a part of it was separated and became the current rooster! That's why Lao Jiang said Begonia blood and tears. This is the humiliation and blood and tears of China being divided up by the great powers for nearly a hundred years. Fortunately, we were unified later and are now one of the strongest countries in the world."

"I am also in tears. I must give you a reward to support you, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

“I have to listen to this song for a few days.”

……

Han Qing did not turn off the live broadcast and left with Jiang Chen. The live camera captured more of the densely packed crowd around them.

When the people around saw that Jiang Chen was about to get up and leave, they also stood up and made way. No one would block Jiang Chen's way and stop him from leaving.

However, everyone took the initiative to greet Jiang Chen.

"Lao Jiang, you are so handsome."

"Lao Jiang, you look better than on the live broadcast, and you sing better than in the live broadcast room."

"Old Jiang, Chang'an welcomes you."

"Old Jiang, don't leave, just stay in Chang'an..."

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen nodded and smiled in response to the enthusiastic greetings, then quickened his pace.

There are too many people here, and he wants to go to the hotel to rest quickly.

The densely packed crowd watched Jiang Chen and his companions walk through the crowd and towards the hotel.

The journey was supposed to take more than ten minutes, but it took Jiang Chen, Han Qing and others nearly half an hour to get through the crowd and arrive at the hotel entrance.

There was also a dense crowd of people gathered in front of the hotel!
Fortunately, the crowd was stopped outside by hotel security personnel, and everyone could only watch Jiang Chen enter the hotel.

Jiang Chen walked into the hotel and could still hear someone calling his name outside.

“It would be nice if I could hide my itinerary.”

Jiang Chen couldn't help but say something.

With so many people watching, his mood has been affected.

Han Qing whispered, "If we start a live broadcast, everyone will be able to see our schedule. There's no way to hide it."

At this time, Han Qing had already turned off the live broadcast.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and said, "After the contract with Penguin Live ends, I won't sign it yet. I'll take a quiet rest first."

Han Qing's eyes lit up slightly after hearing this: "Go back to Rongcheng and find a quiet place to rest for a while?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "That's fine!"

Han Qing's eyes flashed with surprise: "Okay, when this live broadcast contract is over, we will find a quiet place around Rongcheng to rest for a while."

After entering the hotel, Jiang Chen found his room and went back to rest.

Han Qing did not return to her room. After sending Jiang Chen back to her room, she went to the parking lot with Pu Yuexi and others, drove the car back to the hotel, and then moved the gifts up.

Han Qing did not leave the works written by Jiang Chen in the car, but kept them in the backpack she carried with her.

Han Qing would not let such a valuable thing out of her sight.

Jiang Chen had just finished washing up when Han Qing brought in his luggage. Looking at Jiang Chen in his bathrobe, Han Qing made a playful face at him and then turned around and went back to her room.

Jiang Chen smiled, took a shower, and felt a little more relaxed. He then uploaded the song "Dream Camel Bell" he had just sung to the Penguin Music platform, and at the same time habitually checked the sales of the song he uploaded yesterday!
The sales of "Decent" have reached 3.57 million; the sales of "With You in My Life" have also exceeded 3.5 million.

The newly uploaded Dream Camel Bell had over 300,000 downloads in just over a minute.

Jiang Chen closed Penguin Music and checked the messages on his phone.

My mother sent me a few messages: "Are you in Chang'an? Then it's not far from Chengdu. What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you."

"I heard from your uncle that the girl from the Yan family is waiting for you to go home together in Chang'an. Don't reject her so ruthlessly. Even if you don't like her, she is not bad in terms of conditions and she is actively pursuing you. Just explain it clearly and don't hurt her."

Jiang Chen thought about it and replied to his mother: "I know, Mom, just make me some braised spareribs, no need to prepare in advance."

He didn't tell his mother about Yan Ruyu.

Because Yan Ruyu also sent a lot of messages.

Yan Ruyu: "I went to the ancient city to watch your performance. There were so many people."

"How about I take you on a tour of Chang'an tomorrow? I'm very familiar with this place."

"If love lasts forever, it doesn't matter if we are together day and night. Just for this sentence, I am willing to wait for you, even if it means waiting for you for a lifetime!"

"I'll find you tomorrow morning!"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath to calm himself down, and replied: "You don't have to deliberately travel in Chang'an, just walk around casually. I'll wait for you to have breakfast in the morning."

Yan Ruyu replied in seconds: "Okay, hehe, I know you get up early, I'm lying down and getting ready for bed now, I set the alarm, I'll get up at five o'clock to find you, and have breakfast together, it's my treat!"

Jiang Chen: "Well, okay, good night!"

Yan Ruyu: "Good night!"

Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Qin Xuerong and others also sent messages to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen also replied a few words one by one, and then lay down to sleep without watching the Niu Ti Zi and Broken Knife videos!

……

And next door.

Han Qing was counting today's harvest.

(End of this chapter)