In fact, Zhang Chuntao can't sing many songs. She thought about it and sang a song with a very retro style.

When she opened her mouth, the onlookers who were originally focused on her appearance and skin color were now as if someone had suddenly changed their personality and were mesmerized by her singing.

This time it was indeed Su Yin's own singing voice, and during Zhang Yiling's filming, Su Yin was also asked to sing.

The stream-like singing voice came out from Zhang Chuntao's mouth, as if it brought everyone to that era of revelry and wealth.

[Rose, the most delicate rose, rose, the most beautiful rose

Roses bloom on the branches in summer, roses, I love you

Roses are full of affection. Roses are full of affection.

Roses bloom among thorns in summer, roses, I love you]

She sang so charmingly and coquettishly, just like her lyrics, just like the most delicate and heart-wrenching rose.

The audience in the audience just looked at her dreamingly, unwilling to break away from this emotion for a long time.

From that day on, Zhang Chuntao had an exclusive name in this bar, she was called Miss Rose.

The Chinese international student still comes often. Every time he comes, he just orders a glass of the cheapest wine, and then sits in the farthest place and looks at Zhang Chuntao.

However, Zhang Chuntao had no intention of switching careers and becoming a professional singer. When she found another internship that was more stable and more respectable, Miss Rose disappeared completely.

When the little boy heard this, he shook his head and pointed at his elderly grandma with his fleshy little finger: "No, grandma, you are lying!"

Grandma immediately shook her head and said very solemnly: "Baby, how could I lie? Grandma is indeed not a singer, and I didn't sing much after that."

"Grandma, grandpa and I told different versions." The little boy said angrily. No matter what the final truth was, one of his grandparents had deceived him, which made it difficult for the child to accept: "He said, you

It’s true that you were a singer, but you gave up later. And before you got together with grandpa, you had other boyfriends!”

These words made the old man on the bed blush. He probably didn't expect that his wife would talk so much to his grandson.

She sighed and then said: "Well, since you want to know what happened that year so much, grandma will tell you everything!"

…

Zhang Chuntao has not been a step-by-step child since she was a child. She is born with an adventurous spirit and has wild fantasies about her future.

For Zhang Chuntao, she had never set a clear goal for her life. So when she discovered that so many people liked her singing, she immediately had a bold idea.

Then can she also become a singer?

This idea soon took root in Zhang Chuntao's heart. She couldn't hold back her excitement and even fantasized about becoming the first Chinese to become famous overseas.

So she participated in a talent show based on her name in the bar.

And in that talent show, Zhang Chuntao also met another person.

"Hello, Miss Rose." That person is the musician who accompanies the contestants on the show. He is very handsome and looks to be of mixed race.

"How do you know my other name?" Zhang Chuntao looked at the man in front of her in surprise. There was no such face in her memory.

"I'm just an insignificant fan of Miss Rose." The man's movements were gentlemanly and elegant, especially when he played the piano, he looked more like a noble man stepping out of a painting.

The exchanges and interactions between the two gradually increased, and Zhang Chuntao learned that the man had already collaborated with an American pop singer, and he would go with him on the next tour.

"Congratulations to you then." Zhang Chuntao was happy for him: "Then you will definitely become an instant hit!"

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However, she soon noticed that the man did not seem to be excited about such a good opportunity, but instead fell silent for a moment.

"Aren't you happy?" Zhang Chuntao couldn't understand the other party's thoughts. From her point of view, she had a good job prospect and she should be happy no matter what.

"I," the man paused, then told the truth: "Actually, my dream has always been to be a classical pianist. I know, this sounds stupid and inappropriate, but I have always thought so.

Of course, I will definitely accept this job, after all, I still have to eat."

Dream?

For Zhang Chuntao, only she knows what kind of criticism and cold looks she has suffered while staying alone overseas.

The word dream was a bit far away to her, and she almost never thought about it.

After hearing the man's words, she began to think seriously about her dream for the first time.

What is her dream?

Zhang Chuntao didn't think about it and could only continue the draft in a daze.

But when she entered the top 20, she was eliminated.

Zhang Chuntao cried for a long time that day, thinking that she was not a singer after all.

"Actually, you don't have to win the championship to be qualified to be a singer." The man comforted Zhang Chuntao: "At least, you can hold a concert now."

"Me?" Zhang Chuntao shook his head: "I'm not famous, and I don't have any money."

"Actually, it doesn't cost much, just leave this matter to me!"

The man indeed prepared a big surprise for Zhang Chuntao. He rented a small theater and arranged a concert for Zhang Chuntao.

But when the concert began, Zhang Chuntao found that she had been hit even harder.

Except for the musician, no one in the theater wanted to come.

When she stood on the stage and looked at the empty seats under the stage, she seemed to be even more humiliated.

Perhaps, like Xiaohua, she has never been a genius.

Being willing to be ordinary is something she should have understood a long time ago.

Zhang Chuntao performed very hard at that concert and sang almost all the songs she knew.

As for why she did this, it was because she was worried that she would never have the chance to sing on stage like she did today.

She and the musician finally came together.

It's just that the honeymoon period for the two of them hasn't even passed a month before the musician is leaving.

"I'm going to America." The musician stood in front of Zhang Chuntao, very calm.

It's just that there are too many things they want to say but can't say hidden under their deep eyes.

"Yeah." Zhang Chuntao smiled: "Go ahead, you will definitely have better development when you get there."
Chapter completed!