Lam Ting, Hua Kingdom.
This is a place famous for its music, a large city with a distinctive musical atmosphere. The music square here is always lively, a place where many artists and singers can perform and livestream. Around the square, there is no shortage of famous singers and their fans, creating a very special space for music.
In the center of the square, a second-rate singer is dominating the stage, commanding the atmosphere, and receiving enthusiastic cheers from the people around. This is one of the largest and most attractive music gathering places in the city.
...
A young man, dressed neatly in his high school uniform, stands out with his handsome appearance. He slowly sits down in a corner of the square. His presence catches the attention of a passerby – Li Dao.
"Wow? A young man like you is here busking? Why aren't you in school?" Li Dao, who was about to head home, saw Tran Zhiwu and couldn't help but laugh, teasing him.
He had been in music for many years, but this was the first time he had seen such a young person come here to busk, especially wearing a school uniform.
Tran Zhiwu looked at Li Dao, sighed, and replied, "My family needs money, so I'm here to make a living."
"You, kid, looking like this, you must be in middle school, right?" Li Dao continued teasing.
Tran Zhiwu simply nodded lightly.
Li Dao glanced at Tran Zhiwu, thinking of the rebellious teenagers he had met. This was the school season, and students were supposed to be in class, not out here "selling their art" like this.
He shook his head, preparing to leave.
"Tch, students nowadays... don't know anything. They give up after facing a little hardship," Li Dao muttered to himself.
Ignoring the older man shaking his head, Tran Zhiwu continued to take out a small bowl, inside of which was a QR code, then gently threw it to attract attention, hoping to earn a little money today.
He took out his old guitar, simple but very clean. He focused on the guitar, closed his eyes, and sought the familiar feeling.
Clink, clink ——
The gentle sounds rang out, deeply touching the heart. Tran Zhiwu hoped he would make the money he needed today.
In his past life, he had been a famous star, but also an orphan. When he crossed over into this new life, despite the hardships, he felt a love he had never experienced before from his family.
A lifetime
His mother had raised Tran Zhiwu on her own, helping him study and grow up in the best environment possible. He would have the same toys or school supplies as his classmates, it just took a little longer.
Reflecting on the old days...
Tran Zhiwu: "Mom, you bought these things again? I told you I don't need them! You're wasting money again..."
"How can I not buy these things! Look, all the classmates have them, you should have them too!" his mother replied with a smile.
Later, Tran Zhiwu realized that his mother only wanted to give him a better life. When she was still in school, she had to divide her time between work and study, often working late into the night to make sure Tran Zhiwu's life was not inferior to his peers.
So, the toys and school supplies that he had, though they came late, were bought for him through his mother's sacrifices and hard work.
...
Yesterday, his mother suddenly fell ill. He hurriedly took her to the hospital and found out that she had actually been suffering from a urinary tract infection for a year, but she kept working to support the family, not wanting Tran Zhiwu to worry.
Hoo...
Tran Zhiwu rubbed his head, tears welling up in his eyes. Having crossed into this world, he had felt a love he never experienced before, but now he realized how foolish he had been for not understanding how hard his mother had worked.
500,000!
His mother needed 300,000 for kidney surgery, plus future treatment costs, totaling 500,000. Such a large sum of money was enough to break any ordinary family. He thought of his mother lying in the hospital bed, letting out a sigh.
He made up his mind. He would take his guitar and busk to earn money. He had the ability, with a good voice and a special tone, even better than in his past life.
Tran Zhiwu thought, "Tonight, I will definitely make enough money to pay for my mother's medical expenses!"
He took out his guitar, gently strummed a few notes, and the soft melody caught the attention of a passerby—Li Dao.
Li Dao looked at Tran Zhiwu, slightly surprised. "Oh, I didn't expect this kid to be so skilled! When did you start playing the guitar?"
Tran Zhiwu just smiled lightly. "Not since I was little."
Actually, in his past life, he became famous for his guitar playing, so there was no reason why his guitar skills wouldn't be good.
Tran Zhiwu looked at Li Dao and said, "Uncle, if you listen to me sing, you have to put money in the donation box!"
His way of playing and his confident attitude made Li Dao find it interesting.
"Haha, then I'll be the first to give it a try!" Li Dao replied happily.
...
Tran Zhiwu, dressed in his school uniform, also attracted the attention of many people.
"This student is busking? Isn't he supposed to be in school?"
"That's the uniform from Yizhong school. Looks like he's skipping school to make money."
"He's so young, why isn't he studying? Doesn't his mom care?"
"Tch, tch, tch..."
Soon, a crowd gathered around Tran Zhiwu, but it wasn't because they wanted to hear him sing. They just wanted to point and gossip.
Nevertheless, Tran Zhiwu remained calm in the face of the crowd's stares. He was confident and didn't care why they were there.
He just needed people who would listen to him sing, to help him earn money and keep him motivated.
More people around him started to like him.
"Seems like we shouldn't underestimate this kid!"
"He's much better than I am..."
When the crowd had gathered enough, Tran Zhiwu took the mic and spoke softly:
"My mother is sick, and I really need money for her treatment!"
"Now, I'll sing a song called 'Listen to My Mother.' It's a song I wrote for my mom. I hope everyone will like it!"
"And if you do, please give me a little support!"
"Thank you so much!"