Chapter 57 Calm, Calm

It is not clear when the United States began to agitate for the implementation of a technological blockade against China, but now that the big brother in the north is still alive and well, the United States' attitude towards China is very obvious.

Otherwise, Nixon would not have visited China in 1972, and not long before the end of the chaotic era, the two countries issued the "Communiqué on the Establishment of Diplomatic Relations" in 1978, a year before Yang Dongxu's rebirth.

Therefore, although China's reform and opening up is full of difficulties, it is definitely a good opportunity for development. Otherwise, when the polar bear in the north splits up, and the United States begins to focus on China, it will be really hard.

So talking about RB, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but start turning towards the United States and said some of his thoughts. If the trade with RB makes Zhou Yiren's eyes light up, some opinions about the United States make him frown.

"It's easy to get into a dispute like this, right?" Zhou Yiren said with a frown.

This dispute naturally refers to the dispute on the Soviet side, because once it gets closer to the United States, the polar bear will definitely be unwilling.

"Even if they were not close to the United States, wouldn't the Soviet Union's technicians have already withdrawn?

Interests are the most fundamental thing, and we can make the Soviet Union uncomfortable, and the United States does not mind giving some benefits to his opponents. In the same way, the Soviet Union did not like the United States, and we can also get some benefits from there by doing something that offends the United States.

Otherwise, you will be nervous and ignore the United States, and the benefits will be gone. The Soviet side will be happy, and will send technicians to help us again? We are not one with them at all, not before, and even less in the future.

So what is good for us, then how to come. Shut up in your own house and eat meat, do you care if those wolves outside are drinking the northwest wind? If you are strong, others will not dare to bully you, okay? Otherwise, you will be bullied here, and you will go to ask others for help, but they will not make a move, and you can only stare dryly. Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes.

Too young, still too young, think about the shameless diplomacy of later generations. Yang Dongxu feels that China is really trying to save face now, how much is that thing a pound? In state-to-state diplomacy, saving face is tantamount to suffering a loss, and in the end, he can only comfort himself behind closed doors and will not be able to reap the benefits of a dime.

"Who did you learn the virtues of this wall grass?" Yang Dongxu, who was foaming at the mouth, was slapped on the back of the head by Zhou Yiren.

"Die to save face, live to suffer, love to listen or not. Yang Dongxu's eyes were full of resentment, and he was finally beaten up if he wanted to benefit the country and the people. He decided not to talk about these important matters with Zhou Yiren in the future, and when the ship was completed, he closed the door and continued to make money, and he would never care about the lives of others.

Watching the angry Yang Dongxu run back to the yard and continue to tinker with the broken drawing board, Zhou Yiren sat in the room and frowned more and more. Sometimes the eyebrows are loosened to reveal joy, sometimes the face is sad, and sometimes the high-fives are celebrated.

Yang Dongxu ignored Zhou Yiren's expression change in the room, which was even more wonderful than the Sichuan Opera face. I picked up the pen and took a deep breath for a long time, but I didn't calm down to practice drawing, and I couldn't find the feeling when I took out the guitar. Still resentful in his heart, he went out to the Yang family banquet, ready to eat a big meal to comfort his wounded heart.

Yang Dongxu didn't know that Zhou Yiren, who had already gotten off work not long after he left, pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate and quickly disappeared into the night.

Not long after, Zhou Yiren appeared at the home of the first leader of the research laboratory who had already returned home from work, not Secretary Wan, but another revolutionary who had fought from the hard years.

I said the language that I had almost bumped into several times at home, and on the way over. Zhou Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, he is an absolute scholar, although some things don't feel very good, but it's not his character to say it.

Because as Yang Dongxu said, such a thing is humiliating to do, but it is really beneficial to the country. Otherwise, he would not have hurried to the leader's house.

"These thoughts of yours ......" The old man who already had a lot of age spots on his face looked at Zhou Yiren, his eyes were a little complicated, and he didn't know what to say.

"This is a little bit of an idea for me, although it's a bit ...... A little bit of that. But these are useful for the country, aren't they?" Zhou Yiren forced himself to remain calm.

He knew very well in his heart that whether these suggestions could bring tangible benefits to the country depended on how the old man in front of him, whose body was already rickety, but whose eyes were particularly sharp, decided.

"Xiao Zhang communicated with the prime minister and said that I had something to look for him. The old man pondered for a moment, turned his head and called out to the guards outside the room.

"Got it, chief. The voice of a guard was heard outside the house.

Zhou Yiren felt as if the pores of his whole body were exploding for a moment, and he looked at the old man in front of him and wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't be nervous, what you say to me when the time comes, you can say to the prime minister, as long as it is for the benefit of the country and the people, there is nothing that cannot be said. The old man pressed his hand to calm the restless Zhou Yiren.

Half an hour later, a car left the old man's house and disappeared into the night.

Yang Dongxu didn't know what happened that night, Zhou Yiren didn't come back overnight, he thought he was going to work overtime again, which is something that often happens. After all, no matter how big his brain was, he never imagined that his godfather would go to meet that great man who was not tall but had a decisive influence on China's future development on this night because of his words.

Within a few days, Hao Yifan handed over all the goods pulled over this time, and at the same time stumped the list of goods that needed to be purchased next time and prepared to go back to Hong Kong to prepare.

Before leaving, Yang Dongxu and Dongzi had dinner with him to see him off, and after eating, Yang Dongxu gave Wang Yifan three songs, Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart", Zhou Huajian's "The Most True Dream" and Lin Zhixuan's "Your Look".

Needless to say, my Chinese heart, two years later, when Zhang Mingmin appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, this song instantly became popular all over the country. The background of the creation of this song was after the talks between Deng Xiaoping and Margaret Thatcher in 1982, and the boss of Zhang Mingmin's record company thought that this was a good opportunity, so he found a song composed by Huang Zhan, who was more famous in Hong Kong and Taiwan at that time, and composed by Wang Fuling.

However, Yang Dongxu didn't know this background, he just listened to all the tapes, and asked Hao Yifan to inquire about it on the side, and found that the song did not appear, so he took it out.

As for the specific time of "The Most True Dream", Yang Dongxu is not clear, but he feels that it should be a very early song, and there is no such song on the market, and this song is very in line with the melody of current pop music, so he took it out.

"The Way You Look" is later than the above two songs, in fact, Yang Dongxu doesn't know that "The Way You Look" is actually not Lin Zhixuan's song, he is a cover, and the real original singer is Luo Dayou.

However, when he heard this song in later generations, it was covered by Lin Zhixuan, so when he copied the lyrics, he regarded Lin Zhixuan as the original song.

What Yang Dongxu didn't expect was that in addition to this song, Luo Dayou was the original singer, and Zhou Huajian's "The Most True Dream" was also written by Luo Dayou, so he accidentally changed the lyricist for Master Luo's two songs.

"Can you write songs?" Seeing Yang Dongxu's song score, not only Zhang Yifan was stunned, but even Dongzi and Wu Aibing, who accompanied him, widened their eyes.

Dongzi didn't say that he didn't have much contact with Yang Dongxu, and Wu Aibing was really surprised. Because although he usually goes to the courtyard and sees Yang Dongxu playing the guitar, and sometimes writes something, he really didn't think that he wrote a song, and he had to go to Hong Kong and Taiwan to find someone to sing.

"How strange, I like to listen to songs so much, why can I write songs?" looked at the stunned three people, Yang Dongxu's face was a little proud.

You must know that the people who can write lyrics and compose music in the mainland are definitely masters, although he is now eight years old, as long as these three songs are published, he can also become a master in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

"You are a ......" Zhang Yifan looked at the song sheet in his hand, he couldn't understand the notes, but he knew the words, but there was no melody just read it once, he felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.

"Well, I'll sing it to you. Yang Dongxu walked to the side and took his guitar.

Obviously, it has long expected such a thing to happen, after all, it is already surprising for an eight-year-old kid to write a song, and it is not surprising that he has to take it to Hong Kong and Taiwan to find a singer to sing it, or even sell it to a music company.

"Go and sit down, sing it, and you'll know if you can't do it. Yang Dongxu plucked the strings a few times, and waved his hand to let the three stunned Wu Aibing sit down.

"I heard someone's voice coming in

Like the river whimpering in a dream

I see the pace of the far away whom

Cover the sad eyes when you say goodbye

What I don't understand is why you are willing

Let the dust portray you

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sang "The Way You Look" first, this song is the most difficult of the three songs, but Lin Zhixuan's voice is delicate and tactful, he can sing a few points with his eight-year-old childish voice, of course, the vicissitudes of life in the lyrics can't be sung.

At the end of a song, the three of Dongzi were completely stupid, look at me, I look at you, even Zhang Yifan, the boss who came from Hong Kong and didn't know how many songs he had heard, was a little at a loss.

Regardless of the stunned eyes of the three people, Yang Dongxu sang "The Most True Dream" and "My Chinese Heart" aside, Zhou Huajian's soft alto, Zhang Mingmin's mellow and metallic female voice don't need to think about it, Yang Dongxu has completed the task without singing out of tune.

After eating, the whole box was very quiet and silent. The three of them looked at Yang Dongxu like ghosts, which made Yang Dongxu think that his face was full of flowers, and he looked down at his body and didn't find anything wrong, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the three people.

"Hey, you're coming back to your senses. ”

The three of them came over with a thrill.

"Xuzi, you're really good. That's what you're about, it's so good, you sing it to me again. Dongzi's face was excited, and he felt like a little fan meeting an idol.

"That's good, it's really good to sing, or you don't sell this song and sing it yourself, I'll pay you to record it." As a fairly successful businessman, Zhang Yifan instantly smelled a business opportunity from it.

Wu Aibing didn't speak, but the thumbs of his two hands stood up.

"Calm, calm, all sit down, all sit down......" Yang Dongxu looked calm, but his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Pretending to be a master song like this is much cooler than making money or something.

Calmly ask for collections and recommendations, how many calm brothers give......