My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 117 The end of the recording
After a song was sung, there was thunderous applause under the stage, and the voices of applause came and went one after another.

Han Qi's voice did not disappoint these people after all.

Among them, some knew Han Qi, some had only heard of Han Qi's name, or knew of Han Qi's deeds abroad on a certain platform.But there is no doubt that no matter what channel they got to know Han Qi, as long as they know a little about Han Qi, they can't help but be impressed with this person.

Singing, the cover song crushes the original song.

Travel, in just three trips, he has become the No. 250 brother in the travel area of ​​station B, surpassing No. [-] million followers.Although there are other well-known travel bloggers on various domestic travel software, some of them have traveled to dozens of countries and are more professional than Han Qi.

But in terms of public popularity, it is really not as good as Han Qi.

Design, 21 years old, has designed large public buildings abroad without any working experience.

It's like a fiercely competitive e-sports competition, and suddenly there is a person who has never heard of it sitting in the player's seat.

Where did this man come from?

How about technology?
Participating in the finals must not be low level, right?

Did you go through the back door?
All kinds of questionable labels have been attached to Han Qi. Even though his concept map has been circulated and many people like it very much, half of his peers in the construction system do not recognize Han Qi, and even think that Han Qi Qi copied whose design.

Therefore, everyone who knows about Han Qi will be curious about Han Qi.

Now, at least the [-] spectators sitting at the scene are satisfied.With top-level audio equipment and perfect performance, Han Qi gave the audience an unforgettable audio-visual experience in this basketball court-turned-concert.

And, more than one.

"The following song was written by me during my travels, and it's called you once."

There is a second song?
The crazy shouts from the stage were like sound waves, attacking Han Qi from all directions. This feeling was a bit strange, because Han Qi knew that this was a rare way for the audience to express their excitement, but it was indeed very noisy.

Fortunately, after the accompaniment sounded, the whole stage fell silent.

Standing on the stage, Han Qi closed his eyes and bowed his head and sang: "I once dreamed of walking the world with my sword and seeing the prosperity of the world. The young heart is always a little frivolous..."

In the waiting room, the director looked at Han Qi, who was quite a big name in the camera, and sang in a low voice: "Now you are home all over the world, and the girl who once made you feel bad has disappeared..."

He likes this song very much, it reminds him of his old friends.

He's only 32 years old, very young.When I was in college, there were sixteen directors in my class. Everyone imagined the future together in the dormitory. Some wanted to be directors of blockbuster films, and they wanted to hit Hollywood with their own works. Year's food.

But everyone got separated in their post-graduation jobs.

Some went home and became small bosses, guarding their own shops and never talking about their dreams, while some changed jobs and did jobs that had nothing to do with directors.

A few days ago, he was walking on the street and met an old friend.

The former No.1 professional course, with a strong professional background, everyone thought that he would be the first to make a film among everyone, but now Director Zhou discovered that this former good friend, No.1 professional course, was actually on the street Opened a bar.

Everyone left. It turned out that among the people who took the oath together at the beginning, only I was still sticking to the position of director.

"Let's finish this drink,
A good man has a heart like the sea..."

Han Qi sang half of the part, and when he sang the chorus for the second time, many people sang with him.

"Dilililidilililidenda!!
Dilililidilililidada..."

Zhou Zhe was dumbfounded watching from the side door. The people on the stage were under the lights, so they couldn’t see the audience’s reaction clearly, but from them, they could see that the audience was completely crazy because of this song, that kind of eyes, that kind of focus on...

This monster named Han Qi... where did it come from?

Among the four, am I the only real weak chicken?

The second song was also over, and Han Qi started to sing the third song. Lin Xin cheered up and said, "Here we come."

Zhang Jie also nodded seriously.

He had heard Han Qi's rehearsal, and was very shocked by the composition of the song at this time.

"Red beans are born in the southern country
is far away

What is Acacia

Nobody cared..."

After singing this song today, Han Qi will go to the recording studio to record this song tomorrow. The money will be paid by the program group... Han Qi is quite satisfied with this variety show, but as a fan of Wang Yiyun, he is a little uncomfortable and didn't care much. The song was posted on Wangyiyun.

In the next three years, these songs of mine will be played on Penguin Music.

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The next day, Zhang Jie came early and knocked on the door.

Before Han Qi got up, he opened the door for him with hair like a chicken coop.

After Zhang Jie came in, he shivered. He quickly turned off the air conditioner in Han Qi's room, and said, "You are sick. Turn on the cold wind in winter."

"It's not open, is it? It's just for ventilation."

Zhang Jie looked at Han Qi who was back on the bed again, and said, "Is this your first time in Shanghai? I'm fine today, get up quickly, and I'll take you for a walk."

"Don't go."

There is a computer in the room. After the recording of the program was finished yesterday, Han Qi came back to play games until three o'clock in the morning. He has just slept for a while now, and he doesn't want to get up at all.

Zhang Jie saw the computer in the room, and the screen was still on.

"Hey, are you going to be a master?"

Han Qi rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and said proudly: "At my level, is it better to be the king?"

With the extreme reflexes of a racer, playing a game that requires manipulation feels a lot easier than it used to be.

Zhang Jie sat down to watch Han Qi's game records, and said, "You are so beautiful, let's go, didn't you say you wanted to see the Bund last night? I left in the evening, let's take advantage of the good weather in the morning, and sneak a stroll."

Speaking of which, it would be too embarrassing for Han Qi not to go, so get up and get dressed.

In the variety show competition last night, there is no doubt that Lin Xin's team won. Two guests were voted for three points, and Han Qi alone accounted for more than 400 votes... Some people were too excited and voted wrong Otherwise, Han Qi would definitely get [-] votes.

The reward is to donate a library to the children of the mountains in both names.

That's good too, it's for charity after all.

Zhang Jie has already put on a mask and hat, and Han Qi is about the same. Both of them are well-known in China. Now they don’t bring their assistants to go out. It would be a bit troublesome if they are found out. Zhang Jie has been stuck in supermarkets more than once. Can't get out of the experience.

But even if they dress up like this, they still have a high rate of turning heads when they go out.

The temperament of the two of them is not what ordinary people can have, and even if they wear hats and masks, there is no way to hide the handsomeness of the two of them.

The Bund, located on the banks of the Huangpu River, is one of the most symbolic attractions in Shanghai.

The knowledge in Han Qi's mind tells Han Qi that Shanghai has a lot of London miniatures, which are actually the Bund.Come to the Bund and walk from south to north. On the left is the wide Zhongshan East Road. Dozens of foreign buildings with different styles are lined up on the side of the road.

On the other side is the wide Huangpu River.

It's not night now, there is no neon lights at night, and you can't feel the charm and romance of Shanghai City that Never Sleeps. But watching the giant ships on the river shuttle, and the Jinmao Tower, World Financial Center and other skyscrapers standing on the other side of the river, think about where you are. A sense of pride wells up in the scenery seen abroad.

Our motherland has really developed.

(End of this chapter)