The size of the bar is much larger than He Xiao imagined.

After walking through the corridor at the entrance, the true content inside was completely revealed.

It is divided into two floors, covering a large and wide floor area, with card tables on both sides, and densely packed small round tables in the middle, which are basically full.

Since it is Chinatown, most of them are Chinese, most of them have familiar yellow-skinned faces, and only a few white people drink and chat in the corner building.

The decoration style in the hall is also quite artistic, with guitars and star posters hanging on the walls.

He Xiao was born in a resident singer in the tavern, so he naturally would not resist this atmosphere. He squeezed out a seat on the card table and sat down. A Chinese bartender who was wiping his goblet greeted him.

"Brother, what should I drink?"

When he saw that He Xiao had yellow skin and dark hair, he saw that he was Chinese, so he said in Chinese.

He Xiao also felt a little more friendly when he heard the familiar Mandarin. He glanced at the menu and ordered one casually.

After the bartender glanced at the name of the wine, he smiled and brought a glass of prepared brandy. After a moment, he brought a fruit plate and said, "This plate is a gift. In addition, today is the day of the annual Chinatown concert. There will be events later. You can stay and visit."

While talking, the bartender handed over a small sign with an introduction to the Chinatown concert.

"Thank you."

He laughed and thanked him, took a sip of brandy slightly. The strong aroma of wine hit his mouth, making him narrow his eyes slightly so spicy.

Putting the small sign for the event introduction in front of him, he began to look at it carefully.

This so-called "Chinatown Concert" has a long history and has existed for more than 20 years.

It has been held in various countries and is an exchange meeting created to gather all overseas Chinese music lovers.

The Chinatown concert in Paris is very famous throughout Europe, especially among Western European countries, and is definitely the first authoritative.

Every year, it attracts a large number of music lovers and overseas Chinese to gather together to exchange experiences and expand connections.

He Xiao put down the small card in his hand and turned his head to look at the hall.

There are two bars in total, and at first glance, people are crowded with noises from various languages ​​filled my ears.

The concert will be held for fifteen consecutive days, today is the fifth day. I heard that the popularity of the previous two days is even more popular than today.

The original purpose of the party is to let everyone get to know each other together. In addition to holding some small activities in the middle, most of the time is to let everyone move freely.

He Xiao leaned on the chair, eating fruits, drinking wine, and listening to the people around him chatting.

To put it bluntly, he just came here to join in the fun.

He will return to China the day after tomorrow. He plans to have fun in Paris today. The atmosphere of this Chinatown concert is quite in line with his taste, so he plans to see if there are any interesting activities later.

Just as his eyes were wandering around, a commotion suddenly came from the entrance of the stairs.

I saw a fashionable white woman walking up to the second floor with a crowd of people.

This woman is young, tall, and has a supermodel style when walking.

The most important thing is that face, which actually made He Xiao feel familiar and unexpected.

Because this is his old friend, one of the mentors of "The Voice of Dreams", Carol.

"She is here too?"

He Xiao blinked and felt that it was such a coincidence. This was really an old friend who met a foreign land. Carol actually came to participate in the concert in Chinatown, Paris.

She is a star who officially debuted. Although she focuses on the domestic market, she is also well-known abroad and is considered a public figure.

All of us here are amateurs and have no wild ways to debut, so Carol should be the one with the most rank among all, so naturally she was favored by the stars.

It was not until the bar owner invited him to the second floor to the elegant seat and his figure gradually disappeared that the first floor was quiet.

It seems that foreign star-chasers are no less bad than domestic ones. They are as crazy as seeing stars.

He Xiao touched his nose and thought with some amusing thoughts.

He didn't rush to say hello. Although he was an old friend, he hadn't seen each other for so long, and his relationship was a little unfamiliar.

Moreover, he was sitting on the card table on the first floor. Carol was on the second floor. It was a bit far away. There were so many people on the scene, so it was really inconvenient to squeeze through the crowd.

After drinking another glass of brandy wine, He Xiao was a little a little awkward and his face turned slightly drunk.

At this time, on the small stage in the middle, a slightly fat Chinese guy in hip-hop style jumped on it.

He held the microphone in his hand, and his fingertips bounced on it, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, welcome to the annual Chinatown concert. We welcome all music lovers to swim in the ocean of music on this beautiful night!"

"Guys, this is our carnival night!"

"Hi!"

After he finished speaking, he picked up a bottle of champagne on the table, shook it hard, and then opened the bottle plug with a bang, and crystal liquid ejected out.

The deafening bass roared the audience, and everyone was twisting their bodies and caring freely.

The atmosphere became dry.

He Xiao couldn't dance, so he sat on the bar drinking wine and watched them perform with a smile.

Occasionally, I would record two short videos to send them to my sister, so that parents who were on vacation in Sanya would also feel the music atmosphere abroad.

However, due to the time difference, China is 7 hours faster than France, so my parents are already asleep and will only reply to him after seeing the message tomorrow.

He laughed too hard, listened to the songs in his ears and enjoyed his last time in France.

On the stage, when the event was almost over, the host came up and started to hold some small games.

Because everyone is in the music circle, the activities are also related to music. He Xiao is used to it. He has played this thing a lot at the annual meeting of Xingacang.

But the rules of the game are a little different. This one at the Chinatown concert is more interesting, called "Song Solitaire".

Then he saw the host take out a ball, put it in his hand and turn it around, smiling at everyone and introducing:

"The song dragon game has the same rules as the idiom dragon. The small ball determines who the next dragon player is. If the dragon is successful, you will receive the reward for all consumption free orders tonight!"

"Wow—"

Everyone was excited.

The size of this bar is one of the best in Paris, and there are many famous wines in the store, including tens of thousands of bottles.

If all purchases are free of charge, you will make a lot of money tonight.

Many people were ready to urge the host to start the game as soon as possible.

"Hehe, don't let me go, I'll be the first serve!"

The host put the ball at his feet, then held the guitar and sang a Chinese pop song, the last word mentioned was "Sun".

The next successor needs to sing a song related to the sun. As long as these two words are included in the lyrics or the meanings in the song are consistent, it is considered a passing level.

"Get the ball quickly, guys!"

The host abandoned the ball high, and a group of people rushed up to snatch it.

The yellow ball rolled around in the hands of everyone and finally landed in the hands of a tall guy.

He was a little excited. After holding the ball on the stage, he thought hard for a while before he could catch the dragon.

With the first good start, the atmosphere rose again.

The solitaire below will be decided by the tall guy throwing the ball.

But the last word of his song is "sewage", which is relatively rare and alternative.

So when the ball was thrown out, the lucky one who grabbed the ball in the next position did not successfully catch it, and it was very regrettable that it failed.

The ball had to be passed again, but four or five people passed in a row, but they could not accept the inscription.

Everyone was shocked. It seemed that the reward for free orders for the whole audience was not so easy to get.

The host had no choice but to give up the topic of "sewage" and choose to kick off again.

The last word of the song this time is "The Seine".

The ball was thrown high again and passed on.

But perhaps because of the morale being frustrated, the many musicians present did not rashly catch the ball, but began to think about countermeasures so as not to be able to answer the ball even if they grabbed the ball and lost their person in vain.

And the Seine River...

I have to say that there are indeed too few Chinese songs about the Seine.

There are some local Parisians.

However, this is a music gathering in the Chinese circle. It is stipulated that only Chinese songs can be sung, and French songs do not match the theme.

Everyone could not think of a countermeasure for a while, so they all avoided the ball, but for a while, they were in a state where no one dared to take it.

The ball jumped high, hit the wall and the corner of the table, and ran around for a while, and the elasticity gradually disappeared, and began to roll towards the direction of the locking table, and finally stopped in front of a young boy sitting with his back facing everyone.
Chapter completed!