After opening the car door, Cheng Weiliang got out of the car, showed a sincere smile, gave a thumbs up, and praised the friendly and professional Xiangjiang police. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the car door closed, Cheng Weiliang wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead and exhaled deeply, "There are policemen on the left and right, like escorting prisoners! Fortunately, there is no danger! Finally out of the cold and violent clouds! Her colleague has been living for many years, I wonder if she will live a few years less?"

The car door closed, and the two plainclothes policewomen in the car who had not spoken looked at each other, Xiaoling smiled and said: "Madam, this Chinese American is a few beautiful boys, a few cool, the first time I have seen a man who doesn't take the initiative to talk to you!"

"Just talk too much!" the female police officer snorted angrily, closed her eyes and rested, and stopped talking.

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"Brother Liang, you are finally here, you just scared me to death! I thought you were caught and were going to be repatriated! How did you convince the police to let you go?" The fine mark waited at the door of the convenience store they had made an appointment, anxious like an ant in a hot nest, and couldn't help but greet Cheng Weiliang when he saw Cheng Weiliang finally appear.

"Don't worry, I'm fine! It's just that the Xiangjiang police are too enthusiastic and invite me, a foreign friend, to get in the car and have a chat. Cheng Weiliang tapped his fist on the shoulder of the thin mark, and said with a smile, "Go, it's almost too late!"

The fine mark had palpitations, and he still muttered to himself: "In short, today is dark, I always feel that it is not appropriate to go out!"

The two hurried to the bar called "Years", and there were still more than ten minutes before the agreed eight o'clock.

The neon lights on the "Time Bar" signboard flickered, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night, and Cheng Weiliang saw from a distance that under the erected signboard, there was a woman in a thin trench coat with outstanding demeanor.

"Hey, you two dead boys, are you bashing ghosts? Didn't you talk about half past seven?" As soon as the woman saw Cheng Weiliang and them, she immediately dragged her high heels and ran over, crossed her waist angrily, and complained, "Do you know! The old lady has been blowing the northwest wind here for half an hour in vain, and she is about to freeze to death! My throat may have been affected!"

The woman wore heavy makeup, but it was vaguely clear that she was not very old, about her early twenties. The silhouette is beautiful, the figure is delicate and concave, and when you look at it from a distance, it is easy for people to have a heart of admiration and closeness. But as soon as she spoke, she could immediately extinguish the fire in half of the people's hearts!

"Ba Po, wait a minute, you will die, don't forget, you took our money!"

The woman snorted, turned her head and deliberately didn't look at the fine label, and said disdainfully: "Cut, the little more money of chicken water is not as good as I sang in a nightclub for more than one night!"

"You know that you are going to sing all night, we only need you one song now!

"You ......" the woman was angry for a while.

"Is it enough?" Cheng Weiliang grabbed a hundred-yuan bill between his fingers and raised it in front of the woman, "I'm sorry, Miss Li Wanjun! Be careful and assume tea charges. ”

The woman's eyes lit up, snapped the brand-new banknote into her hand, her face immediately cloudy and clear, she smiled and put her jade hand on Cheng Weiliang's chest, and said angrily: "Or this Chinese-speaking brother is more gentle and considerate, count you, I won't care about it this time." ”

Cheng Weiliang smiled and asked, "Miss Li, the song has been practiced for three days, is it okay?"

"Of course. Brother, don't worry, go to the nightclubs in Kowloon and ask, who doesn't know my Li Wanjun's ability? I've been on the stage for almost ten years, which song has come to my hands, isn't it a one-time experience? Mei Yanfang, who won first place in that competition, is not as good as me!" Women are quite complacent about their singing skills, and they just hate not having the same good opportunities as Mei Yanfang. She blinked, threw a wink at Cheng Weiliang, and said in a tired voice, "Do you want to sing it to you now?"

"Come, Miss Li, sing it to us. Cheng Weiliang called Li Wanjun to a corner with few people.

Li Wanjun glanced at Cheng Weiliang charmingly, lightly opened her red lips, and the singing voice of the classic Cantonese song "Drifting Snow" slowly floated out from between her lips and teeth.

"I saw the snow drifting by, floating in sad memories. Let me think of you again, but it makes my heart ache. ”

“…… It turns out that I love you so much, and this time is accompanied by the deep pain of my reminiscence!"

"Very good!" After the song, Cheng Weiliang gave applause without hesitation. This Li Wanjun really has some strength, and it is in vain that he chose her from among the six people that day! When he taught her to sing this song for the first time, although his tune was correct, there were many deviations in pronunciation and pronunciation. There's no way, his half-baked Cantonese pronunciation is really not good! Teach her hard, but she didn't expect her to look at the song sheet by herself, figure it out by herself, and soon sing a bit of the charm of the original song, which is worthy of the skills of performing on the stage at the age of twelve!

"Since you sing well, then my brother will come to the nightclub tomorrow to cheer me on, okay?" The woman suddenly hooked Cheng Weiliang's neck with both hands, and giggled charmingly with her eyes.

Cheng Weiliang skillfully spread the woman's arms and said, "Miss Li, you will sit at the table next to the bar when you go in a while, and when I give you a signal, you will go on stage and sing." After singing tonight, I'll give you the final payment. ”

"Hmph, got it. The woman was a little upset, turned around and straightened her towering breasts, stepped on high heels, and walked to the bar with her ass twisting and twisting.

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The Bar of the Years is famous for its nostalgic-themed musical atmosphere. Company employees in the surrounding office buildings like to sit here after work, drink and chat, and have a good time.

A melodious melody is playing in the bar, the tune has some impressions, maybe some years, Cheng Weiliang can't remember the name of the song. This bar is doing very well, Cheng Weiliang walked in, swept away, and most of the tables in the attics on the first and second floors were already seated.

The fine mark followed Cheng Weiliang, and the two of them walked across the bar and towards table 10 inside.

"Brother Liang, that person is Zhang Guorong? No wonder he can't be popular even when he's old. Not far away, a half-bald middle-aged man sitting next to Chen Xiaorong at table 10 asked curiously.

Cheng Weiliang looked at the line of sight and frowned a little: "It's not Zhang Guorong!" It's strange, why didn't his female manager Chen Shufan come, didn't she focus on creating Zhang Guorong?

The two said while walking, Cheng Weiliang was not in his mind for a while, and was accidentally squeezed by two guests who passed by mistake, but a tall young girl suddenly stood up on the seat next to him, the aisle was narrow, and he couldn't dodge, Cheng Weiliang inevitably collided with the girl.

"Anne, how are you? Hey, you're blind, how do you walk?" exclaimed one of the female companions at the table, standing up and huffing and accusing.

The other party's tone was too impulsive, and the fine mark stopped drying, and immediately returned the mouth, "How can you speak, little fat girl......!

This is a bar, and the fine mark has forgotten his identity again! Cheng Weiliang hurriedly stopped the fine mark biao three-character scripture, bowed slightly to the girl who was hit, and politely apologized: "This young lady, are you okay? I'm very sorry! I was careless just now." ”

The girl named Anne rubbed the corner of her forehead that was hit, raised her head, saw the appearance of the person who hit clearly, heard Cheng Weiliang speak Chinese, was slightly stunned, and then gently waved her hand, "It's okay! I'm also wrong!"

The two continued to walk to table 10, and the fine mark whispered: "Brother Liang, that young lady just now has a very elegant temperament!"

"Concentrate on it! Fine-label, you don't have to be nervous, you just need to remember to be silent and say a few words, and put on a literary and artistic model of a musical genius! Cheng Weiliang saw that the fine mark was still a little nervous.

Middle-aged, with a high nose, a pair of black-framed short-sighted glasses, and a little bald hair, but with a thick bookish atmosphere, he looks like a learned professor in a university. When Cheng Weiliang and the others arrived, Zhang Guorong appeared at some point, sitting next to Chen Xiaorong and laughing.

Cheng Weiliang walked to the table, and as soon as Chen Xiaorong saw them, he immediately stood up and introduced loudly: "Leslie, these two are the Chinese American friends I mentioned to you who are very talented and appreciate your songs, this is Zhou Kaiwen, and this is Stephen." ”

"Kevin, this is the Mr. Zhang Guorong you want to know, and this one is my brother-in-law Gu Shibang, who is in charge of the Huaxing Record Artist Department, and he also co-organizes TVB's rookie singing contest. Chen Xiaorong introduced the two sides while squeezing his eyes at Cheng Weiliang, as if to say that I am a friend enough, right?

The young Zhang Guorong was not as melancholy as he was later, he was very enthusiastic and active at this time, he stood up and enthusiastically stretched out his hand to Cheng Weiliang and Xibiao, "Kevin, Stephen, hello! ”

In comparison, that Mr. Gu Shibang's attitude is not cold, and Gu Jing is not wavering.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Guorong immediately asked: "I like to make friends the most, listen to Xiaorong, Kevin, you appreciate my singing style, and I especially like the song "The Wind Continues to Blow", is it true?" He had a good impression of Cheng Weiliang when he met for the first time, so he smiled happily and spoke more directly.

The fine standard pretended to smile lightly, and his expression was not too enthusiastic, and Cheng Weiliang was naturally responsible for the response. Cheng Weiliang saw the young future superstar, and also exuded great enthusiasm, the conversation box opened, he responded with a sincere smile: "Of course it's true, I watched your Asian singing competition a few years ago, if I were a judge, I would definitely judge you first! Your stage style is charming, that is the style of a future superstar!"

"Haha, really? Do you think I'll become popular in the future? Tell you secretly, in fact, I think so myself!" Zhang Guorong couldn't smile from ear to ear, as if he had found a confidant. Since he won the second place in the singing competition in 77, he has only released three or two records in the past few years, and he has never been popular, and he is very depressed! It was not until he followed his mentor Li Xiaotian to Huaxing Company last year, and this year he released a song "The Wind Continues to Blow", which became a little popular. At this time, he heard that he had the demeanor of a future superstar, and even if the other party was complimentary, he smiled happily.

"Of course, Leslie, I'm sure that after a few years of precipitation, you are now only one step away from a popular singer! You are only one or two masterpieces away from making young fans completely identify with you! The future music scene is the world of young people, and Cantonese pop songs also need to keep up with the trend of the new era. With all due respect, some of Xiangjiang's soft-style songs are becoming less and less suitable for the tastes of young fans! The future will be an audio-visual era, and singers must not only sing well, but also have their own unique stage charm!"

Zhang Guorong had a bitter face and thought thoughtfully, "I also want a masterpiece, but a good song is hard to come by!"

Cheng Weiliang said, "Leslie, your singing style is unique, you may be able to try a melodic fast song." He was referring to the famous dance song "Monica".

said, and smiled mysteriously, I have prepared for you "Who Resonates", "Silence is Golden", "Friends", "Love Bus Station", "Red Sun" These are several very classic Cantonese songs, with these songs, it is difficult for you not to become popular! Who let me like your "A Chinese Ghost Story" so much, for this reason, I also brought over to you the famous works of Principal Tan "Friend" and "Love Bus Station", which have too many classic songs, and the melody is strong and the lyrics are classic Li Keqin's famous song "Red Sun", I hesitated for a long time and took it. If your company is only willing to pay the price of cabbage in the end, then I have to say that the opportunity has not come!

Cheng Weiliang and Zhang Guorong interacted with each other, leaving the others aside for the time being. Chen Xiaorong couldn't speak, and the fine mark was holding the literary and artistic fan of an artistic youth, and after Gu Shibang shook his hand gently, he sat lukewarmly, until Cheng Weiliang said that the Xiangjiang songs were outdated and couldn't keep up with the trend, and the muscles on his face jumped unconsciously!

At this time, Gu Shibang said coldly: "What song is suitable for Guorong to sing, Huaxing Company will help him refer to it." Mr. Kevin, Mr. Stephen, you have invited us today, so why don't you get straight to the point? He really didn't like Mr. Zhou, who was praised by his brother-in-law to Zhang Guorong! He knew very well what the level of the person introduced by his brother-in-law would be! Hmph, now it seems that he is really boastful and flattering!

Cheng Weiliang glanced at the other party, a little surprised, this Huaxing executive has a wrong attitude, after reading the three songs "Who Resonates", "Red Sun" and "Friend" brought back by Chen Xiaorong, such an obvious good song, even if he is not enthusiastic, he will not be so cold, right?

"Mr. Ku, I do appreciate Leslie and his songs, and I want to make him a friend, which is the first purpose of today. Cheng Weiliang smiled and said, "The second purpose, Stephen and I have loved music since childhood, and we have held campus concerts with some friends in the United States. ”

Gu Shibang smiled faintly, he really wanted to borrow the country's appearance and climb to Huaxing Company!

Zhang Guorong clapped his hands happily, "Okay, Kevin, Stephen, welcome back to Xiangjiang for development, and we can often exchange music together in the future." ”

Cheng Weiliang nodded, deliberately pretending to be intoxicated and said, "Stephen and I plan to set up a two-person singing group, Stephen is a singer-songwriter, and I am good at singing." I have all thought of the name of the group, take the character 'Yu' in my Chinese name Zhou Wenyu, and the character 'Quan' in Stephen's Chinese name, we will call it 'Yuquan Combination'! Ah, when we rush out of Xiangjiang and go to the world, the English name of our group will be called TFBOY!"

The fine standard tried his best to play the literary and artistic role of hanging, and at this time he couldn't help muttering in his heart, tfboy?

"I believe that Leslie and Mr. Gu have both received the songs and works that I asked David to pass on to you for evaluation, right?" Cheng Wei Liang looked at Chen Xiaorong, snapped his fingers at the fine mark again, and said lightly: "Come, Stephen, sing a few words of your original song, give it to the gentlemen to appreciate and appreciate, and see your strength." ”

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