With this year's time, Ye Che has almost gained a basic understanding of this new world. Generally speaking, the development trajectory is basically the same.

In this world, many events that should have happened still exist, but the countries that played an important role in those events are not what Ye Che remembered.

The openness and tolerance of the culture have also reached a very high level, and many of the restrictions in Ye Che's memory have been relaxed here or even do not exist at all.

All in all, this is a very suitable era for literature and art.

No matter what field you are in, there is basically a suitable breeding ground. It is no longer so entertaining to death, and at the same time, it is a little difficult to mix. After all, the literary and artistic atmosphere is so strong, and accordingly, talents will naturally emerge in large numbers.

As proof of the prosperity of literature and art, these singers on the street are a good proof.

Because there have been corresponding regulations and management policies, as long as they stay in the corresponding place, these singers will not be driven away, and there will even be people who are specifically interested in this to listen to their singing. Sometimes,

Talent scouts will also appear here, and there are many people who will turn into phoenixes.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Ye Che. He just came here today to make money for a bowl of noodles...

But, I don’t know what’s going on, but there are a lot of singers in this area today. You can basically see a new singer debugging some equipment without going very far, and it feels like these people today are...

In terms of equipment, it seems to be much more advanced than usual?

Bass, guitar, accordion, drums, violin...

Are you in the WYN lobby?!

It's so high-end that it doesn't give people a way to survive...

Looking at the broken guitar in his hand that he had bargained with the boss for thirty or forty minutes, during which he also used several of the thirty-six tricks to buy it, Ye Che fell into deep contemplation.

"Uncle, don't you know?" Seeing Ye Che seeming a little doubtful about life, Su Mo, who looked left and right, explained in time: "The "Looking for That Singer" program team is here to collect music today! Although it was yesterday

It was only announced in the evening, but people still flew and took trains all night long to come!”

"Looking for That Singer" is a program with high ratings in China nowadays. To put it simply, it is about looking for various unknown folk singers. Each episode will give a lot of shots to some singers that the program team thinks are good.

Then based on the audience's votes, we conduct in-depth interviews about the lives of down-and-out singers, and then organize some singers to compete. The top few in the competition will receive bonuses and the opportunity to release records.

While the program focuses on music, it also pays attention to the lives and various stories of many unknown singers who are in trouble, which adds a lot of interest to the program. Coupled with the characteristics of national participation and grassroots selection, it can be regarded as once popular.

A hit program for a while.

However, as the popularity of the program has increased, various things have gradually changed. The current scene of many singers gathering in the same place is almost one of the manifestations of chaos.

Of course there is nothing wrong with looking for opportunities, but sometimes you can go too far...

What are you doing this for?!

I just want to make some simple money...

Thinking of this, Ye Che couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth as he watched his colleagues showing off their magical powers like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

"Uncle, it seems like the time is good!" Unlike Ye Che who was speechless, Su Mo, who has always looked at things more optimistically, said a little excitedly: "Maybe you can become famous in this way and reach the top of your life.

Got it!"

"I might as well hope to sell my butt for this." Ye Che curled his lips, pointed to a very remote corner and said, "Let's go there."

"Huh?!" Su Mo looked at the direction Ye Che was pointing and was slightly surprised. "Isn't that kind of place too far away?"

"Aren't we looking for death if we squeeze our equipment into other people's homes?" Ye Che patted his second-hand guitar and second-hand speakers, and sighed: "I guess others won't be able to hear them at all. It's better to stay in a place with fewer people.

Try your luck."

"That's it." Nodding, the little girl finally agreed with Ye Che's judgment and hurried away with the device in her hand.

"Slow down! Don't knock those things over! That cost me a lot of money!"

"knew!"

Looking at the little girl who seemed a little excited, Ye Che sighed helplessly again, then opened his legs and followed him.

Speaking of which, the meeting between the two people was quite ridiculous, and the process was not special at all. They just temporarily teamed up to deal with life for some reason. More strictly speaking, the two of them were food mates. After all, they met each other every day.

They are all arguing about what to eat...

After Ye Che passed by, the two of them started to install the crude equipment together. While they were busy, Su Mo suddenly looked over. Her bright eyes looked bright at this moment. Then, she seemed to speak casually.

Asked: "Uncle, where did your inspiration for writing that script come from? Was it based on us?"

Speaking of which, although the ending is not very happy, the two people do like each other, right?

Before any fireworks could bloom in the girl's heart, the next moment, Ye Che's answer broke all the girl's illusions.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Che glanced at the girl a little strangely, and replied: "It's something that happened a long time ago, what does it have to do with us."

"Okay." The girl, whose face suddenly fell, hummed: "Then isn't our story worthy of being written by you? Uncle, you write so much every day, when will you put this on your agenda?

"

"Then what's there to write about?" After muttering something like this, Ye Che thought for a moment when the light in the girl's eyes seemed to dim, and finally said helplessly: "I'll find some time in the future, okay?

First, please help me with what I should sing today."
Chapter completed!