The system asks me to pick up trash

Wang Xing looked at Xiao Yi intently, immersed in his singing.

I forgot to pick up the next song with the microphone in hand, it's up to him.

Wang Mao came to his senses, and used his arm to attack Wang Xing, Wang Xing suddenly realized, and then continued to sing with Xiao Yi's beautiful singing voice.

Quiet at the concert.

Everyone was shocked by Xiao Yi's singing voice, and their emotions fluctuated with the ups and downs of the singing voice.

Some people couldn't help but hum along.

At the end of the song, warm applause broke out in the venue.

Someone shouted: "One more song."

All of a sudden, people responded immediately, and the audience echoed: "One more song."

Xiao Yi had no choice but to return and sang another song.

Repeatedly, Xiao Yi returned again and again amidst people's enthusiastic calls.

In the end Xiao Yi's voice became hoarse, so he said:
"I can't sing any more. Listen, my voice is hoarse, so today's singing ends here."

"Wow. Great singing."

"It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance. You can't just judge that someone's singing is not good just by looking at what they wear and what they take. It's a big mistake."

"It's so beautiful. I can still hear the song in my mind when I go home. It's not an exaggeration to describe him as three days around the beam."

"What are you doing?" a spectator asked the person next to him.

"Additional ticket prices, singing so well, of course, should get more rewards."

"correct."

Seeing the curtain falling slowly, people went to the organizers who maintained order one after another, wrote Xiao Yi's name on the wrapped red envelopes, and handed them to the staff.

It's time for the curtain call.

The host and Xiao Yi walked up to the middle-aged man who supported Xiao Yi's singing despite all the arguments.

"Thank you, this concert cannot be held successfully without your support."

Xiao Yi also shook hands with him warmly, both left a deep impression on each other.

Xiao Yi walked to the stage together with Wang Xing and Wang Mao.

The organizer brought those red envelopes to them, and handed the red envelope with Xiao Yi's name in front of Xiao Yi.

The organizer said to Xiao Yi: "Is there anything you want to say to everyone?"

Xiao Yi said into the microphone:

"The success of today's concert is inseparable from everyone's support, and we must also thank the two of them for their cooperation, so Wang Xing and Wang Mao should have a share of these red envelopes."

"Wow, look at how broad-minded Xiao Yi is, he is not greedy for money at all."

"Only such a person can go further."

On the stage, Wang Xing and Wang Mao, who received the red envelopes, also held Xiao Yi's hand tightly and said:
"From now on, we are buddies, we are a brand new combination."

Xiao Yi was stunned after hearing this. Could it be that I'm going to squeeze Yi Qianxi out when I come?
Seeing Xiao Yi scratching his head, he was still muttering to himself:
"What about Yi Qianxi?"

Wang Xing and Wang Mao held Xiao Yi's hand together and said:
"From a three-person group to a four-person group."

My God, if I'm not careful, I'll become a singer.But picking up rubbish is my main job, and it makes so much money, I can't give up this job.

"But I have to work in this city." Xiao Yi said awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter, when there is a concert, we will call you." Red Youth Group said.

When Xiao Yi came out of the concert, his excitement had not calmed down.

If you go home, it may be difficult to fall asleep, so it's better to take a stroll on the street. After you calm down, it's not too late to go home.

Without realizing it, Xiao Yi walked from the concert site to the gate of Xingguangyao's high-end community.

I saw a group of bodyguards in black clothes helping the boss clean up the garage.

When Xiao Yi passed by the gate of the garage, he was stopped by someone.

"Brother, are you taking a walk?"