radiothebook Chapter 180 Makeup
Chapter 180 Makeup
That afternoon, Lu Ming came to Shencheng.
When leaving the airport, Lu Ming wore a large mask with a peaked cap, which covered it tightly, like a star going out of the street, and no one recognized him along the way.
After leaving the airport, he took a special trip to the hotel. That night, Lu Ming left the hotel after dinner and walked around, looking for a place suitable for street singing.
As one of the four most developed cities in Daxia, the pace of life in Shencheng is even faster than Shanghai.
And Huaqiangbei, as one of the places with the most people in the deep city, the daily flow of people even reached an astonishing 500,000 people, it is the most suitable place to sing.
Along the way, Lu Ming saw several young people singing here outside the subway entrance and several shopping malls.
There were quite a lot of onlookers, but the money in the guitar box was very small, and it was estimated to be only a few hundred dollars in total.
After Lu Ming and Wang Hong chose to sing on the street yesterday, Daxia has set off another upsurge of street singing.
Large and small cities, many streets and alleys, and the prosperous places of the human eye can see the voices of singers.
This also increases the difficulty of Lu Ming and Wang Hong's challenge. With so many singers, they are like a drop of water falling into the sea. It is even more difficult for others to recognize their identities. To complete the challenge, they can only rely on own real ability.
However, this is not a problem for Lu Ming. Wang Hong is indeed very strong, but he is a man with cheats, so how could he lose.
After returning to the hotel, Lu Ming called the staff and told them the location he had chosen.
"Well." The staff nodded and said, "What equipment do you need, Lushen?"
"A microphone, a guitar, and a speaker, all of which are of better quality."
"no problem."
The staff recorded all the things they needed for the reward, and finally said: "What time is the specific time tomorrow?"
"It's half past six."
At 6:30, the sky was just right, and it was just in time for normal people to get off work. Of course, the overtime dogs of 996 were exceptions. At that time, it was the most crowded time on the street, and it was the most suitable for street singing.
The next day, after Lu Ming returned to his room after breakfast, the staff told him that everything he needed was ready.
"Okay, trouble."
"Should be."
The staff left reluctantly. In fact, they wanted to ask Lu Ming what song he was going to sing at night. After all, Lu Ming has only made up his last wish in two days. If he finished a song within two days. The song doesn't sound too realistic.
It's probably a song he wrote before.
Everyone wants to see if Lu Ming, who has always been a top performer, can complete the challenge this time.
Although they didn't quite believe that Lu Ming could not complete this challenge, during the time they had been in contact with Lu Ming, they could feel that there was a sense of confidence in Lu Ming.
So they were curious, where did Lu Ming's confidence come from.
But a song is good or bad, but it has to be verified by the market.
Especially when you sing at the joint, no one knows you. If you want passersby to take the money out of your wallet, you must sing well enough.
Not to mention, original songs.
It's so hard!
...
After lunch, Lu Ming rested on the sofa and waited quietly for the evening to come.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, his cell phone rang, and Gu Ying called.
"Lu Shen, can you change the time of your street singing?"
"What's wrong?"
"There is a little fresh meat who is going to hold a concert tomorrow, and preparing for the Olympic Sports Center tomorrow may have a certain impact on you."
"Xiao Xianrou?" Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's alright, it's just a concert, it's alright."
There are only so many people in a concert, about 50,000 or 60,000 people.
No matter how popular the little fresh meat is, it still needs to be big enough. Thousands of people in the entire deep city will not make any impression on him at all.
Xiao Xianrou sings Xiao Xianrou, he sings his, and the two do not delay each other.
Gu Ying still doesn't believe in his strength, and just wants to take all factors into consideration, even though he understands that such off-court factors have little impact on Lu Ming.
But in her opinion, the probability that Lu Ming can succeed in the challenge is very small, and she must seize any factor that can determine the success of the challenge.
At this time, the number one hot search on Weibo was still occupied by the news that Lu Ming participated in the joint singing.
However, the second most searched list, 20,000 tickets for the #金博HAN concert were sold within 5 hours. #
"Hehe, five hours, I wonder how much water there is in this place, 20,000 people, 15,000 people are all navy soldiers, right?"
"That's right, what age, Xiao Xianrou dares to hold a concert, do you really think we are the fools of the past?"
"The gap with Lushen is really too big. There were 100,000 tickets for the Lushen Fighting Tournament, but they were sold out in less than ten seconds."
"Lu Shen: I think you are humiliating me."
Under this hot search, there are basically scoldings. Even some female fans want to support their idols, but they are returned by rational netizens.
Before, Xiao Xianrou was popular, and many people were obsessed with them.
But after Lu Ming was born, this situation has quietly changed. Lu Ming is not only handsome, high in force, but also funny and humorous. Fans have turned to fans, and they have completely invested in Lu Ming's jeans.
Now, the days of Xiao Xianrou are not easy.
the other side.
Magic City, a five-star hotel.
Wang Hong had just finished lunch, and was sitting in the room at this time, with two makeup artists standing beside him, doing his makeup.
He chose today too. In fact, he has been preparing for today for a long time.
He started writing from the moment he signed up for "Bucket List". As Tianxia's top super-first-line singer, he is very good at composing and composing. After more than a year of preparation, he believes that he will be able to complete this challenge!
And at the moment when the bucket list project team is selected, it is also the time when he will shine.
And he chose Yanjing, the capital, to a certain extent, even more dominant than Lu Ming.
In the evening, six o'clock.
After dinner, Lu Ming, who had already put on makeup, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself who had changed greatly. He felt that the makeup artist was really awesome.
A handsome young man suddenly turned into a sloppy-looking uncle, his face was covered with traces of wind and frost, because he couldn't make up his eyes, and Lu Ming couldn't recognize himself standing in front of the mirror.
"Cough cough!"
Lu Ming pinched his throat and coughed twice. Different from his previous voice, his voice was deeper and charming. If you look closely, you can also find a sticker similar to the skin color from his Adam's apple. , this is what he uses to change the voice, the high-tech gadgets provided by the Yunding Consortium can easily change a person's timbre.
"The Yunding Consortium is still awesome. It can even make this kind of thing. It wouldn't be specially made for this challenge to the severe cold."
Lu Ming muttered in front of the mirror, and looked at the mirror for a while, then thought for a while, and squeezed the dry wig into a ponytail behind his back, which gave him a bit of an artist's taste.
Fortunately, the clothes he was wearing were fairly clean, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pass the image level.
Of course, the image is not good, and whether the singing is good or not, and whether it can impress people, are completely different things.
He has always believed that as long as the quality of the works is high enough, no matter how bad the image is, there are still a large number of people willing to pay for him.
"Lu Shen, are you still satisfied with this image? Is there anything that needs to be modified?"
"No, that's it!" Lu Ming waved his hand, then gave a thumbs up to the unfamiliar face in the mirror, and grinned: "Singing, it's time for you to perform!"