My sister's live broadcast pushed me to the top of the world

As soon as Jingchen came down from the stage, he was stopped by the restaurant owner, who held his hand tightly and forced a thousand yuan into his pocket.

"Handsome guy, come and be our resident singer. It's 20,000 yuan a month. No, 30,000 yuan. And your consumption today is free."

The boss' eyes sparkled and he looked at him expectantly.

"No thanks, boss."

Jingchen shook his head and returned the money to the other party.

But the boss didn't give up, thinking that Jingchen was dissatisfied with the money, and quickly raised the price: "How about 50,000 a month? And you only need to come on weekends every week. How about that, isn't it great? Come to my place and sing, handsome boy!"

“I have no interest in being a resident singer.”

"Eighty thousand a month! I'm telling you, handsome guy, in the singing community in Siya City, there is absolutely no one who can pay more than what I pay."

"I'm really not interested."

"One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand for one price!!! Handsome guy, my ability is limited, this is really the last price I can offer you, how about it, come on, come on."

Facing the boss's expectant and enthusiastic eyes.

Jingchen sighed in his heart and silently took out his phone from his pocket.

Click on your vx balance.

When the eight-digit balance appeared in front of the other party, the boss took a deep breath.

Jingchen was so afraid that he might not be able to breathe and die.

"I'm sorry, I was offended."

Three seconds later, the boss decisively put the thousand yuan back into his pocket and turned away with a look of shame on his face.

Looking at the other person's lonely back.

Jingchen sighed again.

Alas, why bother?

He had to demonstrate his financial strength before she would give up.

He turned his gaze to the young man on the other side who was also shocked by his balance.

“This guitar is great, it feels and sounds great.”

Jingchen returned the guitar to the other person with a smile and walked back to his dining table.

Along the way, people kept clapping and screaming at him.

Although wearing a mask, Jingchen still nodded to them with a smile and responded to some pretty girls' requests for photos.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with my singing, sister?" Jingchen said with a smile after returning to his seat.

Jiang Li, with a slightly tipsy face, smiled like a flower and gave Jingchen a thumbs up:

"Satisfied, satisfied. If I still had doubts about your singing talent before, now I am truly convinced. However..."

Her tone suddenly changed.

"But you seem to be in a bit of trouble."

"Huh? I'm in trouble?" Jingchen frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on.

"Look at this."

Jiang Li pushed her phone across the table.

Jingchen took it.

After a while, he saw the top four topics on Weibo’s hot search list, and his expression gradually froze.

Because they are [Jingchen Lanting Preface Guitar Singing], [Jingchen Cultivating Love Guitar Singing], [Jingchen Stay Guitar Singing], and [Jingchen Lemon's Guitar Singing] respectively.

"Ah this..."

Jingchen looked around, wanting to see who sent it.

But after looking left and right, I couldn't see any suspect.

Because so far no one in the restaurant or bar has recognized him.

When he turned his gaze back to the phone, his pupils shrank.

I saw a new hot search pop up.

[Jingchen's new song Qilixiang guitar playing]

This trending search jumped from the top ten to the top eight, then to the top five, top four, and finally directly to the top one at a speed visible to the naked eye, in less than ten seconds.

Jingchen's eyelids twitched wildly.

It's just a song.

And has it been five minutes since he finished playing this song "Seven Miles of Osmanthus"?

Now it has become the number one trending search on Weibo?

Has his popularity reached such an outrageous level?

Click on this trending search.

The first thing I saw was a video posted by a blogger with 4.3 million followers.

The content was a picture of him playing and singing "Seven-Li Fragrance" with a guitar, while nearly a hundred people in the audience were cheering for him with their cell phone flashlights.

The video goes down and there are comments from netizens.

[It sounds good, very good, a summer style song as good as Lanting Xu]

[Have you noticed that there is a line in the lyrics of Qilixiang that is similar to the lyrics of Lantingxu. ]

[What do you say above? ]

[Qilixiang: You are the only understanding I want. Lanting Preface: What I lack is your understanding of my whole life. Look, how well we fit together.]

[Oh my god, it really is! I love it, it is indeed Jingchen, only he can write such a Xia Guofeng song with both excellent lyrics and music. ]

【Ahhhhhhhh~ Damn it, where is the blogger! Tell me where you took this video. People who eat alone need to swallow a hundred needles.】

[Where is the blogger? Come out now. Don't hide in the background and don't reply. I know you are online! You have the ability to post videos, but why don't you have the ability to reply? ]

...

[The layout in this video seems to be the Wangbulao Music Bar on Fenghuang Road in Siya City]

[Are you sure about the above? You are a liar sqj]

[I’m lying to you, I’m a dog. I go to that place often. If you don’t believe me, just look at the pictures I took (I can’t forget the background picture of the music restaurant bar)]

[Fuck, this picture is really similar to the restaurant and bar layout in the video. ]

[Brothers and sisters in Siya City, hurry up! We must not let Jingchen escape this time! ]

[Where are the media and paparazzi? Come on, take pictures. We want to see news about Jingchen.]

After reading this comment, Jingchen felt his scalp tingling and he felt very uncomfortable.

"The waiter pays the bill!"

He panicked, really panicked.

This place is unstayable.

What if someone in the restaurant checked the trending searches on their phone?

Then he would be dead. Whether he could leave here safely tonight was another matter.

"Handsome guy, your table has been bought by that table."

The waiter came and pointed a few meters away with an envious look on his face.

Jingchen looked in the direction of his hand.

Then I saw a table of beautiful women.

They all had bright faces and looked at him with smiles as beautiful as flowers.

The words "Come on, have fun" are just missing from being written on his face.

But Jingchen didn't care about all this at the moment. He just took out his mobile phone, scanned the payment QR code in the waiter's hand, and transferred ten thousand yuan.

"No need to look for it, I'll buy it myself."

After saying this, he pulled Jiang Li away in the waiter's surprised eyes.

However, when he was about to leave the restaurant, he was stopped by the receptionist again.

The other person looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Idol, you don't want everyone to know that you are Jingchen, right?"