The news that Wang Zijun was going to hold a solo concert made headlines in Taiwan's only non-professional entertainment magazines the next day. His fans were naturally overjoyed, and many people from other places rushed to Taipei, hoping to participate in Wang Zijun's first concert since his debut.

The concert is scheduled to be held at Taipei Zhongshan Hall, and because Zheng Zhenkun has premeditated, many preparations for the concert have already been made.

Wang Zijun came to the main hall of Zhongshan Hall and found that it could only accommodate a few thousand spectators here, which was really shabby compared with the gathering places of tens of thousands of people in later generations.

The concert venue was very plainly furnished, with little additional visual and auditory effects. Wang Zijun read the planning book of the whole concert and found that there were very few accompanying dancers, let alone choreographing any dance moves for himself to accompany the singing.

Wang Zijun originally wanted to add dance elements to the concert, but first, it was too late to re-choreograph, and secondly, his ten songs had already detonated the music scene, so it was best not to play new tricks in the short term. Therefore, he only told the gaffer some tricks commonly used in later generations to create an atmosphere, but he was almost forced by the gaffer to apprentice.

It's a hunger market now, and there is hardly much publicity for Haishan Records, and phone calls asking about booking tickets have been flooded.

On August 25, 1971, the weather was hot and dry.

In front of Zhongshan Hall in Taipei, the long queue stretches from the door to a hundred meters away.

Wang Xianzhi was instigated by his daughter to come to the scene, and when he saw the crowd of people around, he had a preliminary understanding of his son's influence, and said: "So many people, why didn't they think this kid sang well before." ”

Wang Zirong and his wife, Wu Dun, White Wolf and others walked into the Zhongzheng Hall, Wu Dun calculated: "168 one ticket, how can you say that there are three or four thousand people in this scene, isn't that to earn tens of millions?" Brother White Wolf, why don't we also open a record company, how can we make this money quickly when making firefighting equipment? ”

Zhang Anle said with a smile: "Not every ticket is 168, the front one is more expensive, and the back one is cheaper." If we can monopolize the entire Taipei firefighting equipment, these are small money. ”

Wang Zirong asked Zhang Anle: "White wolf, what did I say?" ”

Zhang Anle replied: "What else can I say? After four or five days of hard grinding, I guessed that there was a problem with his head office, and finally agreed to sell the shares in his hand. Haha, Zijun is really smart enough, I asked someone to inquire, just those production lines are worth 500,000, not to mention the mountains of finished instant noodles. ”

Wu Dun said: "It's just that Sang Zhenghua of the international food company still has 10% of the shares left. This old guy has a good calculation, probably because he saw that he was tired, and actually negotiated with himself in private, wanting to collect the shares in the other party's hand, fortunately, we reacted quickly! Brother Leopard, tomorrow I will find someone to tie him up, I don't believe that he doesn't even want his life for money. ”

Wu Xiaozhen said suddenly: "Zijun said that harmony makes money, it's better not to see blood." ”

Wu Dun said unhappily: "Please, Sister Zhen, we are a gang, not a businessman, and we can't make money with anger." ”

Wu Xiaozhen was just about to speak, when she suddenly stroked her chest and began to retch.

Wang Zirong said embarrassedly: "Xiaozhen has it in her stomach, and she wants to accumulate some yin virtue." ”

"Ahh Wu Dun's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he squeezed his eyebrows at Wang Zirong and said, "Congratulations!" ”

Zhang Anle said: "In this case, let's talk to the surnamed Sang again." It's okay to give him 10% of the shares, after all, we are all novices, he specializes in food, the sales channel is very mature, and everyone makes money together. ”

Wang Zirong hesitated: "The brothers in that gang have been busy for so long, and the gang only accounts for 30% of the shares, is it a bit less?" ”

What Wang Zijun talked about with Zhang Anle at the beginning was that after the matter was completed, the Wang family wanted sixty percent of the shares, and how much of the rest could be obtained depended on the Bamboo Union to help them fight for it.

"Not a lot." Zhang Anle said with a smile that most of the funds in this operation were provided by Wang Zijun, and the money was enough to build two instant noodle factories, and the Bamboo Union Gang was just contributing.

On the other side of the audience, Sun Xibi, his sister Sun Xilian, and a group of students from National Taiwan University sat down chatting and laughing.

Since the last shooting, many NTU students have become loyal fans of Wang Zijun, especially the dozens of people who worked together on the floor the night before, each with a record of Wang Zijun.

Ma Ying-jeou sat a little restrained, surrounded by his sister Ma Lijun and her sister's classmate Zhou Meiqing (the future Mrs. Ma). Although Ma Ying-jeou is very handsome at this time, he does not have much confidence in his feelings. He also has a nickname called Ma Fat, who once weighed 85 kilograms, and failed in two consecutive relationships in college.

Ma Ying-jeou exercised every day to lose weight, persisted for a whole year, and finally became a handsome guy.

Ma Ying-jeou and Zhou Meiqing were awkwardly next to each other, and Ma Lijun's matchmaking was well known, but they couldn't let go of each other.

Zhou Meiqing broke the embarrassment and asked, "Is that song "I am Chinese" really written on the first night of your march?" ”

Talking about this, Ma Ying-jeou's eyebrows fluttered and said: "Yes, it was hot and humid that night, and everyone couldn't sleep, so they decided to sing." Then someone said that Wang Zijun could write songs, and he didn't refuse, after turning on the light, it only took ten minutes to write all the lyrics and songs. It's all a swing! Why else would we all admire him? ”

Zhou Meiqing said fascinatedly: "You don't know, now many of my classmates regret not participating in the parade, that is a historical witness." Haha, in fact, they are nymphomaniacs and want to share a room with Wang Zijun. ”

Ma Lijun was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, giving people a very hearty feeling. When she heard the conversation between her brother and her classmates, she really couldn't stand the slow surnames of the two, and it had been almost 1 month since she fell in love, and she hadn't gotten to the point yet. When the relationship is established, I don't know if I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Fang Nan walked into the hall with some hesitation, looking for a seat according to the ticket number in his hand. He has been a little depressed recently, and he is just waiting for the army's recruitment order to come down, and he will go to be a big soldier with a blanket roll. If Wang Zijun hadn't personally sent the concert tickets to his house, Fang Nan wouldn't have bothered to come over today.

Looking around, Fang Nan finally found a seat, and it was actually next to Sun Xibi.

"Fang Nan?" Sun Xibi punched him in surprise and laughed, "I thought your kid wasn't coming." ”

Fang Nan smiled reluctantly, his eyes staring at the pitch-black stage in front of him. He was originally a newcomer that Golin Records was ready to support, but because he was too handsome, he was taken by the manager's lover and seduced several times in a row. Fang Nan, who was strong in blood, had no interest in that woman with a bad reputation, but if he refused, he didn't know how to talk around the corner, and as a result, he offended that woman so much. Unexpectedly, the wicked person sued first, saying that Fang Nan was going to rape her, and also found witnesses to testify. And jealous of Fang Nan's other singers, they also took the opportunity to fall into the well, and kept saying bad things about him in front of the company's upper echelons.

Three people become tigers, and a lie is told a thousand times before it becomes the truth. Fang Nan was soon hidden by the company and shattered his music dreams.

The last time I talked on the phone, Wang Zijun said that he could help Fang Nan intercede, or let him come to Haishan Records. But Fang Nan felt that he had completely seen the dirty reality clearly, and he didn't want to eat back grass.

The hall was crowded with enthusiastic fans, and the aisles were crowded. Outside the Zhongshan Hall, there are still many fanatical fans who have not bought tickets but just want to listen to the songs outside.

Suddenly, all the lights in the central hall went out, and it was pitch black for a moment.

A dazzling bright light shone through, reflecting a figure on the stage.

The man was wearing a strong body, and the four big characters of "Loyal to the Country" were engraved on his back, standing quietly in front of a huge war drum.

"Knock knock......" The man raised his arms and kept hitting the drum. The dull beat of drums sounded like an angry roar.

"Ah......h