Shin Yan was still singing on the stage.
"Man, you were a boy
who made a scene in the streets.
When you grew up, you
had mud on your face. You were so shameful. You
kicked cans and ran around everywhere.
But remember,
we will shock you.
We will shock you..."
An Jin nodded happily in the audience. Well, this is much more classic.
The old man who was about to retire was still observing An Jin. There was shock and confusion in his hidden and suppressed eyes.
"How is it possible? Is it the resurrection of the dead, or another similar flower blooming in this world?"
The young-looking old man was full of questions, but he didn't plan to rush over to ask rashly. First, it would be a loss of status and inconsistent with his usual style of doing things; second, he was with friends today, and rushing forward would disturb his friends' interest in listening to the live performance; third, he was also worried about disturbing An Jin.
As for An Jin, he could certainly sense that someone was watching him, but this was a live concert with hundreds of people, so it was normal for someone to stare at him. How could he have the energy to distinguish which one was which?
But if An Jin noticed the old man facing the young man, he would definitely recognize him immediately. He is the popular character in the original god - Zhongli. He is also the rock god among the seven gods, Morax, and the guardian of the entire Liyue.
All in all, this rock-style concert is quite interesting. An Jin enjoyed it very much, so he listened to Shin Yan's songs happily.
"Next, I want to invite one of our lucky audience members to sing on stage, okay?"
"Okay!" The audience shouted in unison.
Kei was particularly happy, jumping and jumping wildly in the last row to attract attention, which made An Jin feel embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, this kid's brain isn't very good, he just likes to come out and perform. Please forgive me, please forgive me..."
Spectators: "..."
Shin Yan on the stage: "I can feel everyone's enthusiasm, but due to time constraints today, we are destined to have only one person on stage to perform. Please understand.
So in order for every hand to feel the enthusiasm of rock, I decided to pick one person from the last row of the audience!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience in the last row retreated and squatted in unison, trying to be as low-key as possible. Even Zhongli and Yunjin could not help but quietly reduce their presence. Appreciating rock is one thing, and performing rock on stage is another.
In this situation, Kei stands out.
Shin Yan happily decided: "Okay, it's you, the young man who was jumping and dancing. I remember you. You are Kei, right? Have you returned from your adventure?"
Kei was definitely unable to answer Shin Yan's question immediately, but he was excited, so he said to An Jin: "Brother, look, I was chosen, I was chosen! Oh, by the way, what did you just say to the person next to you?"
"Ahem, nothing, why don't you go over, didn't you see Shin Yan inviting you?"
Kei glanced at the stage and felt a little dizzy, "Well, I, uh, I can't sing."
"No? Then why are you raising your hand?"
"I'm just trying to feel a sense of participation!"
An Jin immediately felt that his words had come true. Kei, this young man, really had some problems with his head.
Shin Yan asked on the stage: "Why don't you come up? Come on, audience friends, give him some encouragement and send him up!"
The audience happily helped Kei fulfill his dream.
"Hurry up, get up there and embarrass yourself!"
"Support every ignorant dream!"
"Helping others is the virtue of our Liyue!"
"Young man, stop struggling, hurry up!"
Kei: "Brother, save me! No--don't!"
An Jin laughed: "Just go with peace of mind, it's not me who will be socially dead anyway."
Facing the surging crowd, what can a rookie like Kei do? In the end, he was carried to the center of the stage by everyone's hands. His clothes and hair were wrinkled and looked very embarrassed.
"Uh... well, I don't have the courage to sing alone... But my brother is very good and very powerful. If you want to see my performance, then grab my brother too!"
An Jin: "???"
When I asked a question, it wasn't me who had a problem, but I thought you had a problem!
Seeing that the situation was not good, An Jin was about to turn around and leave, but someone put a hand on his shoulder.
"Young man, giving up now would be too disloyal, wouldn't it?"
To be honest, An Jin could leave at any time, after all, he had the strength, but Liyue was where he planned to live. Making a scene would always make people in awe, but it wouldn't be a good thing for life, right?
It was just a moment of hesitation that led to tactical passivity.
The kind audience formed a human conveyor belt and quickly sent An Jin to the stage. The whole process took no more than five seconds.
"Tsk, this boy is so handsome!"
An Jin: "Thank you, thank you all, thank you all your family, thank you all your social connections..."
No matter which direction he looked, he saw expectant eyes. Although there was a sense of gloating in them, this teasing was more of a good-natured prank, not malicious.
For some reason, this wish touched An Jin's heart.
He was not familiar with this city, and he did not know the people here, but standing on this stage today was his first time to appear in front of everyone in Liyue, so let's make an appearance!
"Lend me your guitar."
Shin Yan handed the guitar to An Jin, told him to be careful, and blessed him: "Come on, don't feel any psychological burden, just treat it as cabbage underneath."
An Jin turned to face the audience and said: "My name is An Jin, today is my first day in Liyue Harbor, I feel pretty good, so I'll give you a song!"
"Huh? An Jin? New here? New song? Reliable?"
"Who cares? I just want to have fun listening to him today, even if his singing is full of emotions without any skills? I'm happy!"
An Jin picked up the guitar and plucked it a few times to get a feel for it, and the audience quieted down.
The melody sounded, and An Jin spoke.
"Whenever the tide comes,
will you also be sad?
In the crowded and lonely room,
I can't breathe.
In this cold and ruthless city,
in the modern and decadent party,
whenever the guitar noise sounds again,
the current passes through you and me.
Do you want to dance?
Do you want to dance?
Do you want to dance?
Do you want to dance? Do you want to dance?"
Shin Yan didn't expect that this guy could actually sing, and it felt really good. The melody was simple and the lyrics were catchy.
Zhongli also looked at An Jin and felt more and more familiar.
"It really looks like you, old friend. Is it really you? But why didn't you notify any of us when you returned?"
The person next to Zhongli was Yunjin, a girl dressed like an actress. She covered her mouth and smiled softly, "This person is quite interesting. Mr. Zhongli has been paying attention to him for some time. Do you know him?"
"You are quite sensitive. I am indeed paying attention to him, but I am not sure if I know him."
"Won't you come to my place to listen to music tonight?"
"Indeed."
Yunjin said with a little dissatisfaction: "Then you have breached the contract, which is really rare."
"I broke my promise. How does Mr. Yunjin plan to punish me?"
"I will punish you. Come to my place for three consecutive days."
"Okay, the contract is reached."
...
The rest of the audience was also infected by the rhythmic music and swayed along.
"Hey! Is that right? He said that we are cold and heartless here?"
"Huh? Really? Who cares? Is he wrong? Let's dance together!"
"Wow, awesome, what did he say his name was?"
"An Jin, I guess?"
"He's really good at singing."
...
The concert ended successfully, and An Jin left Feiyunpo under the watchful eyes of everyone. It was already late, and he just wanted to find a hotel and have a good rest for a night. Tomorrow he would consider renting a house, or buying one, and try to settle down in this city.
Kei suggested, "Brother, you can stay overnight anywhere. You can even come to my house. My house is on Feiyun Slope. Over there, at the corner is Ryuyun Tailor Shop. My store is in front and my yard is in the back. It's very big with many guest rooms. I guarantee they'll be comfortable!"
An Jin: "Uh, thank you. I don't think I can disturb your family rashly, especially at this late hour."
"Okay," Kei also heard An Jin's refusal, "Then I recommend that you stay at Baiju Niji Inn in Beigang for one night. The price there is fair and the decoration is luxurious. A master like you will not care about such a small expense, right?"
"Hmm..." An Jin was a little moved.
Suddenly, footsteps came from behind the two of them and stopped behind them. "Please stay, Sir An Jin, I wonder if you still remember me?"
An Jin looked back in surprise. Isn't this Zhongli? How could he not remember? But wait? Zhongli's tone meant that he and Zhongli were old acquaintances before?
"Uh... who are you?"
"Ha, noble people tend to forget things, I'm Zhongli, currently serving as a guest official in the Hall of Rebirth."
An Jin didn't react, but Kei was shocked.
"You are Zhongli? My God, you've never told me that you know such a legendary figure, and you're a legendary figure..."
"Hello, I'm An Jin, and this is Kei, and did we really know each other before?"
Zhongli: "Kei, next, can you please step aside for a moment? We have something to discuss."
Kei: "You don't want to fight, do you?"
"Hahaha, you're kidding, I don't fight often now (I used to be very fierce)."
An Jin: "Kei, you should go home first. I remember that we do have some private matters to discuss."
"Well, don't forget to look for me!"
Kei left, looking back every three steps. Only An Jin and Zhongli were left on the dim street.
An Jin looked at Zhongli and suddenly realized that he had been active in the land of Liyue under the name of the demon Chaos. It was impossible for him not to know Morax (Zhongli), so there must be an old relationship between the two of them, but he didn't know whether it was friendship or hatred.
"It's late at night, there's no one around, and this is not a place to talk. I happen to know a very good restaurant nearby. Why don't we order some dishes and talk while we eat? How about it?"
I, Morax, send money! (I didn't bring any money)
(End of this chapter)