3: Been targeted by the agent

"Copying the Orchid Pavilion Preface, the running script flows like clouds and water"

"Pushing the door under the moonlight, your steps are as delicate as your heart"

"In a rush, a thousand-year-old stele is easy to rub, but your beauty is hard to capture"

"The original is gone, to whom can a true heart be given?"

Lu Qingyu's singing was clear and pure. There were many people shopping nearby; originally, everyone was just passing by without paying much attention, but as soon as Lu Qingyu opened his mouth, people couldn't help but stop.

Passersby couldn't quite describe the feeling; they just felt this young man sang beautifully. This song was very novel, making people unconsciously lose themselves in it. The key was that the instrument he used was an Erhu, right? Who still used this kind of instrument nowadays? Shouldn't the sound he produced be rustic and unpleasant? How could it sound so good now?

In just a few lines, the surrounding passersby were already unable to move on.

Su Jixing's eyes were wide at this moment; he understood the value of this song all too well.

Moreover, although this kid was a bit messy and his hair had a bit of a "Spirit Boy" vibe, his bone structure was really good. He should be a handsome guy once cleaned up.

Their company was currently recruiting. If he could sign him, wouldn't that be—Su Jixing definitely couldn't let such a good prospect go.

Lu Qingyu continued to sing, completely unaware that he had been targeted by Su Jixing. He also didn't realize that his small stall was almost surrounded three layers deep, making it nearly impassable.

Meanwhile, Su Jixing stood firm in the front row.

"The copy is easy to write, but the ink fragrance remains, leaving a lingering aftertaste with you"

"Who exactly did that line of cinnabar circle?"

"Unrelated to the wind and moon, I write the preface and wait for your return"

"A masterpiece of the suspended brush, the waves on that shore fold a thousand times"

"How to solve the word 'love', no matter how I write, it's not right"

"And I only lack an understanding of your whole life"

Hearing this, Su Jixing could no longer restrain himself. He looked at Lu Qingyu with eyes shining like gold.

He wouldn't let this young man go no matter what. Sign him, he must sign him.

Lu Qingyu's handling of the dynamics in every lyric and his use of various techniques were masterful. Moreover, the lyrics were filled with emotion; the singers who had been training in the company for two or three years weren't as good as him. This was pure talent.

And next, Lu Qingyu's move made Su Jixing's scalp tingle. Heavens, what was this sound!

"Unrelated to the wind and moon, I write the preface and wait for your return"

"A masterpiece of the suspended brush, the waves on that shore fold a thousand times"

"How to solve the word 'love', no matter how I write, it's not right"

"I only lack an understanding of your whole life"

The passing pedestrians were also stunned. They had never seen anyone sing like this before, and they took out their phones to film frantically.

"It sounds so good! What kind of singing style is this?"

"It's also my first time hearing someone sing like this. This voice is both gentle and powerful. And even though he's clearly a boy, he actually sounds a bit like a girl singing opera when he sings."

"Found a little beggar on the street corner who sings very well. For this skill alone, I have to give a 100-yuan tip."

"So good, so good. What's the name of this song? Is it a new song from some celebrity?"

The contrast between Lu Qingyu's outward appearance and his music immediately gained a large number of reposts online.

When Lu Qingyu's Opera-style singing came out, the Old Man froze. He had originally thought this kid just knew a bit of music, but he didn't expect him to sing so well.

And that part just now should be Opera-style singing, right? The Old Man loved listening to Beijing Opera and felt there were some similarities, but they weren't exactly the same. Could it be that this kid researched it himself?

He wasn't simple. He originally thought he was just an ordinary little beggar, but looking at the temperament of this kid now, how could he have been raised in a poor family? Even the heirs that his old friends spent tens of millions on every year were only at this level.

When the song ended and Lu Qingyu opened his eyes again, he was almost startled.

It wasn't because of the dense crowd gathered around, but because a face was shoved right in front of him.

Su Jixing was smiling like a bared-teeth JPG of a big flower dog.

Lu Qingyu leaned back in fright. Su Jixing didn't look like an Agent right now; he looked like a human trafficker.

Su Jixing wished he had a burlap sack on hand right now so he could bag Lu Qingyu and take him away first.

"Little brother, how old are you this year? Do you want to be a star?"

Lu Qingyu looked at Su Jixing's appearance; this person seemed sick. Did he think he was some easily fooled minor? Want to be a star? He didn't; he only wanted to be a star's financial backer.

"Thanks, I'm not interested."

Lu Qingyu pushed aside the person in front of him to see how much money was in the iron box. The Old Man was still here, so he figured Su Jixing wouldn't dare do anything.

Su Jixing didn't get angry when he was pushed aside; he still squatted nearby, waiting for a chance to talk to Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu looked at the iron box. Whoa, it was quite a lot.

The Old Man took out all the money inside with a smile. After smoothing out all the bills, he took out 260 yuan and gave the remaining small stack to Lu Qingyu.

"This 260 is what I took out and put in the box myself earlier. The rest is all yours."

The Old Man also cared about his reputation when playing the Erhu. His Granddaughter had set him up with such a complete set of equipment; if he couldn't earn any money, it would be a bit embarrassing. So when he came, he took the money out of his pocket and put it in the box beforehand, pretending he had earned it.

Lu Qingyu: ??? "Old Man, those from before weren't all earned by you?"

Old Man: "Sigh! How much money can you make from busking on the street? Besides, I don't play very well."

Lu Qingyu: !!! "Old Man, don't be modest. There were quite a few people giving you tips before I came."

Old Man: "Ah, those were all employees from my Granddaughter's Cafe. My Granddaughter asked them to look after me."

Lu Qingyu: !!! The first lesson in this alternate world was taught by the Old Man.

Lu Qingyu counted the money in his hand: 860 yuan. Although there were many people just now, only the front row gave tips; those in the back couldn't get to the front at all.

When the Old Man heard Lu Qingyu had 860 yuan, he immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"That's really a lot. I can't even earn this much in a month."

Although the Old Man didn't want it, Lu Qingyu still gave half of it to him. After all, in his business principles, keeping one's word and honor was very important.

Seeing Lu Qingyu's persistence, the Old Man couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. This kid was definitely no ordinary person.

Seeing Lu Qingyu's persistence, the Old Man finally accepted the money.

After saying goodbye to the Old Man, Lu Qingyu immediately walked toward the supermarket. He was starving.

To his surprise, Su Jixing not only didn't leave but actually followed him.

"Hey, little brother, let's chat. I won't take up too much of your time. Where is your home? How about I walk you home while we talk?"

Lu Qingyu remained unmoved. At the supermarket, he drooled at the row of golden, crispy fried chicken legs behind the counter. He grabbed a bottle of water and two chicken legs, paid, and sat by the supermarket's glass window to eat.

Su Jixing had a flattering look on his face: "Brother, what's your surname?"

Although he was very hungry, his upbringing from childhood remained. Lu Qingyu put on gloves, his movements refined and graceful. His mind was only on the chicken legs now, so he just ate them seriously and elegantly.

Su Jixing: "Brother, are you over 18? Is there anyone else in your family? How about you introduce your parents to me, and I'll talk to them personally."