"Helping homeless pianists by singing?" Chen Pingan frowned slightly.
How could singing help him?
My mind turned quickly, this wandering pianist is very talented in piano, maybe he can help him find a good job. But there seems to be something wrong with him mentally
Therefore, he must be treated first.
But the task is to help him by singing, how do the two connect?
Yes!
He needs money for medical treatment, and then life can get back on track.
"We won't go to Happy Valley to play exciting things this afternoon, how about we do something more meaningful?" Chen Pingan asked Wu Zixuan who was immersed in the sound of the piano.
"What are you doing?" Wu Zixuan was at a loss.
"Help him." Chen Pingan said.
"How to help?"
"Well I want to raise a sum of money to help him through street singing." Chen Pingan said seriously.
He already had a preliminary idea in his mind.
"Okay!" Wu Zixuan agreed, "This is more meaningful than playing in Happy Valley. But now there are no microphones, stereos, etc."
"I can always think of a way." Chen Pingan glanced around, thinking about where to get guitars, microphones, and stereos.
At this time, the wandering pianist pressed the last note with his fingers, and the beautiful sound of the piano gradually faded away. His slightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if he was still immersed in the mood of the music.
After a long time, he stood up slightly shaky, picked up his hat, saw the money stuffed into the hat, his eyes were slightly moist, and bowed deeply to the audience.
The audience is quiet.
Until his thin and rickety body gradually moved away from the crowd, everyone applauded unanimously.
Chen Pingan did not go up to talk to the homeless pianist, he chose to leave, probably just to preserve his last dignity.
Seeing the homeless pianist walking away, and the crowd was about to disperse, Chen Pingan walked up to the piano and said loudly: "Hi everyone, please stay here for a while."
Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Ping'an, and they only heard him say: "I believe that everyone was moved by his piano sound just now. His music has emotion, soul, and life. He is very talented. Unfortunately, he has encountered many difficulties in life. It is unfortunate that he has fallen to where he is today"
"We have to help him and not let his talent go to waste."
Chen Pingan's remarks seemed to arouse everyone's emotions. A young man who looked like a college student responded, "What can we do?"
"I am a singer, and I hope to raise a sum of money for him through street singing, enough to treat his mental illness and get his life back on track."
"But now I don't have singing equipment around me." Chen Pingan expressed his thoughts.
The young man said: "I am a university student in Shenzhen, I can borrow equipment from my friends for you."
"It would be great if you are willing to help." Chen Pingan said.
"Why don't you want to? This is a very meaningful thing." The college student said positively, "I will call my friend now."
As he spoke, he dialed the phone and put the phone to his ear.
"I do advertising printing. I can help make posters and provide display racks." Another handsome guy raised his hand and said.
"I am good at marketing and can write copywriting to help initiate fundraising on the Internet."
Most of the kind people in this world, Chen Ping'an made a simple suggestion, and everyone enthusiastically extended a helping hand.
To be honest, Chen Ping'an was touched in his heart, and his eyes were a little warm.
"Thank you everyone!" Chen Pingan bowed and thanked.
He suddenly felt that being able to help those in need in this world is really a great joy and happiness.
After a while, the college student who made the call hung up the phone and came to Chen Pingan, "I have borrowed the equipment. My classmate will drive over right away, and it will take about ten minutes."
"Then I'll go back and print posters. Did you take pictures of the homeless pianist just now?" The young man who printed the advertisement also surrounded Chen Ping'an.
"I took a few pictures," the copywriter of **** took off the SLR camera hanging around her neck, "Can you take a look at these pictures?"
"The shooting is very professional, and it won't be bad to make a poster. Can you go to the store with me?" asked the handsome advertising printing guy.
The girl with glasses nodded, and then the young man said to Chen Pingan: "Wait for me here, I will bring the poster as soon as possible."
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After that, a group of people carried the equipment and followed Wei Hao, walking towards Happy Valley.
At this time, Wu Zixuan took out her mobile phone holder, turned on Shark Live, and opened her own live broadcast room.
"Hello friends, long time no see, Xuanxuan misses you all."
"Well, let's not play games in today's live broadcast, but do something very meaningful"
As Wu Zixuan spoke, she followed behind Chen Ping'an holding a stand, "Today there will be An Nanshen singing live. In order to help the homeless pianist, everyone who has money will give a little reward, or help promote it."
"I will donate all the income from today's live broadcast to the fundraising."
From time to time, she asked Chen Pingan to show up, and Chen Pingan greeted the friends in the live broadcast room, "Hello everyone, I am Chen Pingan."
Not long after, a group of people came to the vacant stage in Happy Valley. Wei Hao negotiated with the staff, and then the audio equipment on the stage was turned on. to the front of the stage.
Wei Hao also found a beautiful host who looks like a model.
The host picked up the microphone to warm up the scene, and using her familiar speech skills, a large group of people quickly gathered.
"Today we are going to do something very meaningful in Happy Valley"
She skillfully told the story of the homeless pianist briefly, and then informed them of the two QR codes on the poster, telling them that they could scan the code to watch the video of the homeless pianist playing music, or scan the code to donate to help.
"The next time will be handed over to the initiator of this fundraising, Mr. Chen Pingan. Please!"
The host will leave the stage gracefully after a speech. Chen Pingan comes on stage with a guitar on his shoulders. Dongzi and Chen Pingan are side by side.
He is the lead singer of the band.
As for the other three players, one played drums, one played piano, and one was in charge of electric guitar and harmony.
Standing on the stage and looking at the thousands of people gathered below, Chen Pingan suddenly felt like he was having a concert.
"I just wanted to perform on the street, but I didn't expect to have a small concert!"
The program live room is also active:
"I'm a good boy! An Nanshen, this is the rhythm of the concert!"
"Ahhh! I want to hear it."
"My home is not far from Happy Valley. I'm going to listen to the scene now. Is there a team?"
"Yes!! Is it Miss Sister? Tsk tsk add a WeChat."
"I envy my friends in Shenzhen."
"Call God An and give a reward."
And at the scene,
Chen Pingan stood in front of the microphone with a guitar on his shoulders, "Hello friends at the scene, I am singer Chen Pingan."
"Since it is a fundraiser, then I will bring you a new song, "Ordinary Road"."
After speaking, he plucked the guitar,
The electronic organ and drum set behind him also played according to the score.
Just in the preparation stage, Chen Pingan gave the score to Dongzi and others, tried to play it again, and now the freshly released one is presented to the audience
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