number one idol

Chapter 150 Chinatown Concert
The scale of the bar is far bigger than what He Xiao imagined.

After walking through the promenade at the entrance, the true content of it is fully revealed.

It is divided into upper and lower floors, covering a very wide area. There are card tables on both sides, and densely packed small round tables in the middle. Basically, there are no empty seats.

Since it is Chinatown, it is naturally mostly Chinese, most of them are familiar yellow-skinned faces, only a few white people are drinking and chatting in the turret.

The decoration style in the hall is also quite artistic, with guitars and star posters hanging on the walls.

He Xiao himself was born as a resident singer in a tavern, so he naturally wouldn't resist the atmosphere. He squeezed out a seat on the booth and was greeted by a Chinese bartender who was cleaning a goblet.

"Bro, what would you like to drink?"

He saw that He Xiao had yellow skin and black hair, and he was Chinese at first glance, so he spoke in Chinese.

He Xiao also felt a little friendly when he heard the familiar Mandarin. He glanced at the menu and ordered one casually.

The bartender glanced at the name of the wine, smiled and brought over a glass of prepared brandy, and after a while brought over a fruit plate and said, "This plate is a gift, and today is the annual Chinatown concert. There will be activities soon, so you can stay and visit.”

While talking, the bartender handed over a small sign with an introduction to the concert in Chinatown.

"Thank you."

He smiled and thanked, and took a sip of the brandy. The strong aroma of the wine hit his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Putting the small sign introducing the event in front of his eyes, he began to examine it carefully.

This so-called "Chinatown Concert" has a long history and has existed for more than 20 years.

It has been held in various countries, and it is an exchange meeting created to bring together all overseas Chinese music lovers.

The Chinatown Concert in Paris is well-known throughout Europe, especially in Western European countries, and is definitely the number one authority.

Every year, it attracts a large number of music lovers and overseas Chinese to come together, exchange experiences and expand contacts.

He Xiao put down the small card in his hand, turned his head and looked towards the hall.

In the bar, which is divided into upper and lower floors, at a glance, there are crowds of people, and the noise of various languages ​​fills the ear.

The concert will be held for [-] consecutive days, and today is the fifth day. I heard that the popularity of the previous two days was even hotter than today.

The original intention of the party is to let everyone get to know each other together. Except for some small activities in the middle, most of the time is for everyone to move freely.

He Xiao leaned on the chair, eating fruit, drinking wine, listening to the people around him chatting.

To put it bluntly, he just came here to join in the fun.

He is going back to China the day after tomorrow. He plans to have a good time in Paris today. The atmosphere of this Chinatown concert is quite to his taste, so he plans to see if there are any interesting activities later.

Just as he was looking around, there was a sudden commotion at the stairs.

I saw a stylishly dressed Caucasian woman walking up to the private seat on the second floor surrounded by a crowd.

The woman was young, tall, and walked like a supermodel.

The most important thing was that face, which made He Xiao feel familiar and surprised.

Because this is his old friend, one of the mentors of "The Voice of Dreams", Carol.

"Is she here too?"

He Xiao blinked, feeling that it was such a coincidence, this is really meeting someone from another land, and Carol actually came to attend the Chinatown concert in Paris.

She is a star who has officially debuted. Although she focuses on the domestic market, she is also well-known abroad, and she can be regarded as a public figure.

All the people present here are amateurs and have no wild way to debut, so Carol should be the one with the highest status among all of them, and naturally she is admired by all the stars.

It wasn't until the owner of the bar invited him to the private seat on the second floor and his figure gradually disappeared that the first floor became quiet.

It seems that foreign star fans are no worse than domestic ones, they are just as crazy to see stars.

He Xiao touched his nose, thinking a little funny.

He didn't rashly go up to say hello, although he was an old friend, but it's been a long time since we saw each other, and the relationship is more or less unfamiliar.

Moreover, he was sitting on the booth on the first floor, and Carol was on the second floor, a little far away. There were so many people at the scene, it was really inconvenient to squeeze through the crowd.

After drinking another glass of brandy wine, He Xiao turned his head slightly, his face slightly drunk.

At this time, on the small stage in the middle, a slightly fat Chinese guy dressed in hip-hop style jumped on it.

He held the microphone in his hand and flicked it with his fingertips, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, welcome to the annual Chinatown Concert. We welcome all music lovers to swim in the ocean of music on this beautiful night!"

"Guys, this is our party night!"

"Get up!"

After finishing the words, he picked up a bottle of champagne on the table, shook it vigorously, and then popped the cork, the crystal liquid sprayed out.

The deafening subwoofer roared the audience, and everyone was twisting their bodies and reveling recklessly.

The atmosphere became dry.

He Xiao didn't know how to dance, so he sat on the bar and drank some wine, watching them perform with a smile on his face.

Occasionally, I will record two small videos and send them to my sister, so that the parents who are on vacation in Sanya can also feel the atmosphere of foreign music.

However, due to the time difference, Huaguo is 7 hours ahead of France, so the parents are already asleep, and they will only reply to him after seeing the message tomorrow.

It's too late to laugh, listening to the songs in my ears, enjoying my last time in France.

On the stage, when the event was almost finished, the host came up and started some small games.

Because everyone is in the music circle, the activities are also related to music. He Xiao is already used to it, and he played with it a lot at the annual meeting of Xingyage.

It's just that the rules of the game are a little different. The Chinatown concert is more interesting, called "Song Solitaire".

Then the host took out a leather ball, turned it around in his hand, and introduced to everyone with a smile:
"The song solitaire game has the same rules as the idiom solitaire. The small ball decides who is the next solitaire. If the solitaire is successful, you will be rewarded with free orders for all consumption tonight!"

"Wow—"

Everyone is excited.

The scale of this bar is one of the best in Paris, and there are many famous wines in the store, and there are tens of thousands of bottles.

If all consumption is free, then it will be a big profit tonight.

Many people were gearing up, urging the host to start the game quickly.

"Hey, don't wait, I'll be the first server first!"

The host put the ball at his feet, and then gently played and sang a popular song from Huaguo with the guitar in his arms, in which the last word mentioned was "sun".

The next Solitaire player needs to sing a song related to the sun. As long as there are these two words in the lyrics, or the meaning of the song is consistent, it is considered a pass.

"Go grab the ball, guys!"

The host threw the ball high, and a group of people rushed up to snatch it.

The yellow ball bounced around in everyone's hands, and finally landed in the hands of a tall guy.

He was a little excited. After taking the ball to the stage, he thought hard for a while before he connected the dragon.

With the first good start, the atmosphere rose again.

The following solitaire will be decided by the tall guy throwing the ball.

It's just that the last word of his song is "sewage", which is relatively rare and alternative.

So when the ball was thrown, the next lucky person who grabbed the ball did not succeed in catching it. It is a pity that he failed.

The ball had to be passed again, but after four or five people in a row, they couldn't connect to the inscription.

Everyone was stunned. It seems that the reward of free tickets for the whole audience is not so easy to get.

The host had no choice but to give up the topic of "sewage" and chose to kick off again.

The last word of the song this time is "Seine".

The ball was thrown high again and passed down.

But maybe the morale was frustrated. This time, many musicians present did not rush to catch the ball, but began to think hard about countermeasures, so as not to be unable to answer the ball even if they grabbed the ball, and lose someone in vain.

And the subject of the Seine...

I have to say that there are indeed too few Chinese songs about the Seine.

There are some local ones in Paris.

However, this is a music gathering in the Chinese community. According to regulations, only Chinese songs can be sung, and French songs do not fit the theme.

Everyone couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, so they all avoided the ball, but for a while, they were in a state where no one dared to catch it.

The ball jumped high, hit the wall, the corner of the table, and after scurrying around, the elasticity gradually disappeared, and began to roll towards the direction of the card table, and finally stopped in front of a young boy sitting with his back to the crowd .

The boy was holding a glass of brandy in his hand, his little face was flushed from drinking, and when he saw the ball under his feet, he turned around in a daze...

(End of this chapter)