Chapter 320: The Trend

Home took Joshua to his residence, a dilapidated room in the back kitchen of the tavern.

The lights in the room seemed dim, and when Joshua walked into the room, he heard a slight breathing sound.

The baby girl written in the information of the dark elves is lying on a bed made of old cotton cloth...

"Look for me...what's the matter?"

Holm's voice seemed a little fuzzy, he was beaten badly by that one, Joshua could clearly see his bruised cheeks and bruises around his eye sockets through the dim light.

These bruises made him look like a funny clown, and Hom was also very concerned about the injuries on his face, keeping his head down when facing Joshua.

"Sit down first."

Joshua handed the only chair in this small room to Home.

Holm clearly knew that the person standing in front of him was the so-called 'big shot', someone he couldn't afford to offend... So Holm sat down on the chair very cooperatively.

Joshua moved another table in front of him, and found a chair to sit face to face with Home.

"Sir...if you want to buy that baby girl..."

Holm couldn't bear this interrogation-like atmosphere, and he finally spoke tentatively. Holm didn't think the big man in front of him would come here just because of his little mouse...

The biggest possibility is for the baby girl he adopted.

"Baby girl? I really care about the baby you adopted." Joshua glanced at the baby lying on the bed.

Although the Dark Elf reported to Joshua that her real race was Chaos Demon, Joshua did not feel the aura of Chaos Demon in her body...

"But this time I came here specifically to find you." Joshua once again looked at the down-and-out young man in front of him.

He might be having the worst day of his life...

"Find me?"

Home couldn't believe it. He raised his eyes, which were squinted because of the bruises, and finally recognized the big man sitting in front of him.

"I... remember you helped me in the audition, sir."

"It's not me helping you, it's you who got my approval with your performance, and now I'm here to congratulate you for entering the semi-finals, and I want to know if you are ready for the next performance?"

When Joshua asked this question, Holm was stunned for a moment. His scarred hands were clenched again suddenly, and his lips trembled slightly. Finally, Holm lowered his head and dared not look into Joshua's eyes.

"I... I intend to abstain." When he said this sentence, his throat seemed to be choked, but in the end he held back and said this sentence.

"Abstain? Why... You obviously still have a chance."

Holm didn't answer Joshua, but silently took out a worn-out letter from his pocket.

It was an envelope. Due to what happened just now, the envelope was already soaked in sewage, but Joshua could still vaguely see that it was Sir Baibuhua's handwriting.

The content of the letter is probably to congratulate Home for successfully entering the semi-finals, and explain in detail that the semi-finals' competition mechanism belongs to the "ring".

That is, one of the two singers will inevitably be eliminated, and the right to decide is still in the hands of the audience.

"Is the opponent you will face in the next match the opera singer of Faluoxi? It seems to be quite well-known." Joshua glanced at the contents of the letter, and Holm's next match will be against An opera singer of minor fame in Farosi.

"So sir...it's impossible for me to win, and before I left, the opera singer told me that if I quit...he can give me ten gold coins as a reward."

Although Home tried his best to make himself happy when he said these words, the trembling tone betrayed his true inner thoughts.

"Ten gold coins? If you beat that opera singer, you won't just win ten gold coins! Why do you look down on your own music?" Joshua's words stimulated the pain in Holm's heart .

"It's not that I look down on... sir! It's that everyone in Nolan looks down on it!" Holm put his hands on his forehead vigorously, his voice full of sobs, "The things I sang... After all, they are just some underground It's just unwelcome rubbish, how could it compare to the singing of those opera singers... No one in Nolan is willing to accept my music, or... it can't be called music at all."

"Then let them accept it." Facing Holm's hoarse accusation, Joshua just responded to him with a very plain sentence.

"Sir, don't you understand! The people of Nolan can't understand my music at all."

"Then let them understand." Joshua replied flatly to Home again.

But Joshua's response seemed to Holm that he didn't understand his difficult situation at all. Just as Holm was about to say something to refute Joshua, Joshua suddenly stood up and grabbed Holm's collar. .

"Listen, boy... I know what you want to express, that is, your music is not popular in Nolan, the people of Nolan or the people of this world are only interested in opera! But this is not the reason for you to give up .” Joshua lifted him up with the hand holding the collar, so that Holm had to stare at Joshua's dark pupils.

"But human taste is not static. What a real musician should do is not to follow the trend, but to create the trend himself! Do you understand what I said?"

Home was a little suffocated at this moment, he could only nod his head in order to let Joshua let go, and Joshua also let go of his collar.

"But... but sir, I don't think... I can do it."

Holm's self-confidence had been destroyed in the last competition stage. He had already performed very hard. He could swear that it was the best singing in his life.

But what he got in the end was boos from the audience and countless voices calling for him to step down.

"It's true that you can't do it now, but it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future. You just need a little inspiration."

Joshua took out three sheets of paper and put them on the table. Holm saw the staves on the white paper... and the lyrics written on it.

"If those people don't know how to appreciate your music, let them understand how great this music is! The author of this song is one of the people I admire, and his past situation is a bit similar to yours." Qiao Xiu Pushed these three letter papers with lyrics directly in front of Home, "But it is not easy for you to perfectly interpret this song, Home, I only give you this chance, and you only have this chance, Either continue to be a rat in the sewers of Squirrel Street, or...let the entire Nolan audience remember your name."

Holm listened quietly to Joshua's words, he seemed a little at a loss, two emotions of excitement and fear kept intertwining in his heart, and when Holm nervously picked up three pieces of letter paper, the first one On the letter paper, Holm clearly saw the name of the song "lose·youelf"

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