Wang Zijun got up early, ran to the rooftop of the hotel, punched for half an hour, rested for a while, and practiced his voice for half an hour. Zhang Renkui on the side yawned with the freshly brewed ginseng tea, as if he hadn't woken up yet. And Zhang Renyong was excited, and followed Wang Zijun to make a gesture one by one.

Wang Zijun took the towel handed by Zhang Renyong, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "It's useless for you to learn the routines directly, it's all fancy, you have to learn the basic skills first." ”

"I know the basics, I have a friend who is a dragon and tiger martial artist, and he taught me to squat and step and beat wooden stakes." Zhang Renyong said.

Wang Zijun asked: "Then I'll take a look at your horse steps?" ”

Zhang Renyong clenched his hands into fists and squatted in a very standard horse stride posture. Wang Zijun walked behind him, stretched out his foot and kicked, and Zhang Renyong fell directly to the ground.

"Your name is Ma Bu too?" Wang Zijun took the ginseng tea from Zhang Renkui's hand and went downstairs while drinking it.

Zhang Renkui smiled at his brother, Zhang Renyong glared at his younger brother, and got up and followed Wang Zijun with a red face.

After breakfast, the four members of the Radiant Band took a car to the airport and flew back to Taipei. On the Taiwan side, their agent called last night and said that there were a lot of performances waiting there, and they wanted the four of them to go back immediately, so they almost scolded their mother on the phone.

This is the sadness of professional singers, everything has to be arranged by the company.

Wang Zijun put on sunglasses and went out with the Zhang brothers, watching the crowd queuing outside the record store from a distance.

Zhang Renyong didn't know what to do, and asked, "What are these people lining up to buy?" Is there a store sale? ”

Zhang Renkui leaned over and reminded in a whisper: "It's to buy the boss's record." ”

"Ugh." Zhang Renyong scratched the back of his head.

"It's on sale, it's on sale!" There was a stirring in the crowd.

"Don't squeeze!"

"Ah, my feet!"

"What are you pushing me for?"

"When I didn't see it? You want to cut the line! ”

“……”

Zhang Renyong was stunned and said: "I have seen this kind of scene when I was a child when I was in a big drought and grabbed water. ”

"Haha, I got it!" A man squeezed out of the store and ran a few steps before someone stopped him, and he nervously asked, "Are you...... What do you want to do? ”

"Record," a troubled boy walked over, pointing to the record in the man's arms, and then to his back, "Our big guy wants it." ”

"No, no, I waited in line all night to get it." The man said boldly.

The so-called big guy walked up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will give you money." ”

"Okay, okay......" The man made a record gesture, and as soon as the people relaxed, they immediately pulled their legs out of the gap and ran.

"Catch him!" The old boys chased after him.

Zhong Dajun, a reporter from Li's Yingsheng Cable TV, came to the scene, and the whole person was stupid, turned to the photographer and said, "Are we in the wrong place?" ”

The photographer hesitated: "Yes, it's not wrong." It was indeed a record store, not a rice store. ”

"It's Wang Zijun!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

"What Wang Zijun?" The others asked, puzzled.

"O who sings! It was Wang Zijun who sang "The Wind Continues to Blow"! I saw a girl come out of the store, and the package of the record was printed with a male singer in a suit, who is not Wang Zijun?

And his dress is not like the current popular style, his hair has not been permed, straight, and he has a slight bangs. The suit seemed to be custom-made, very informal, just open, revealing the plaid shirt inside, and jeans were actually worn underneath.

If a person were dressed like this, I am afraid that people would think that they had come to the city from the countryside. It's just that this nondescript dress is worn on Wang Zijun, but it has a different charm.

"So beautiful, so stylish!" The girl screamed as she held the record.

A few of her friends gathered around to look at it and commented: "Yes, look at his eyebrows, like two swords." ”

"And the nose, and the lips are beautiful."

"His eyelashes are so long."

"Wow, that's true, the facial features are so exquisite, they look like they are carved."

Half relying on makeup and half relying on looks, Wang Zijun still remembers the adoring expression of the makeup artist on Haishan Records.

Those in line heard the screams of this group of girls, and a few people asked suspiciously, "Who is Wang Zijun?" Others are talking about "No, it's really Taiwanese who sing Cantonese songs?" "Is there a mistake! ”

"Hey, pretty girl, let's see who the songwriter is?" Someone reminded.

The girl flipped to the back of the record package and read: "Lyrics: Wang Zijun, Composer: Wang Zijun, Arranger: Wang Zijun, Guanghui Band, Accompaniment: Guanghui Band, Later stage: Haishan Records......"

"How so!"

"Why aren't the lyricists and composers Hong Kongers? Are all those musicians in Hong Kong eating! ”

Wang Zijun watched from a distance and turned his head to look at the other side of the street.

It was a theater owned by Shaw Brothers, and the biggest promotional poster in front of the theater was not "Fourteen Heroes", but Li Hanxiang's "The Great Warlord".

Hum! Want to join forces to strangle me?

If it weren't for the Shaw Brothers' urgency, Wang Zijun's record would have been brewing for a few more days, but "The Great Warlord" was about to be released, forcing him to make an early move.

Otherwise, once this first film of Li Hanxiang's return to Shaw Brothers is hyped, the second half of "Bloody Lonely City" will be sad. Wang Zijun remembers that the investment in this "Great Warlord" is less than a quarter of that of "Fourteen Heroes", but the box office is nearly 1 million more than the latter.

Now, Wang Zijun's plan has been very successful, not only using a few Cantonese songs to pull the attention of the media and citizens away from the negative coverage of "Yan Pao", but also suppressing the early publicity of "The Great Warlord".

I believe that tomorrow's newspaper will be full of reports about the first Cantonese album in Hong Kong music history, and the promotional articles of "The Great Warlord", I am afraid that not many people will pay attention to it.

At this moment, Run Run Shaw took the record sent in by Fang Yihua, looked at the row of Wang Zijun's name on the back of the package, and sighed.

"Boss, do you want to ask Wang Zijun to come out and talk? If it goes on like this, it's not good for everyone. It's better to test his attitude first, maybe he and Zou Wenhuai are just an ordinary cooperative relationship. Fang Yihua suggested.

Run Run Shaw actually had this idea for a long time, but he is a face-conscious and rule-oriented person, and once he makes a decision, even if it turns out to be wrong, he will hold on and find a way to remedy it.

He is a dignified tycoon, can he bow his head to a hairy boy and admit his mistakes? Absolutely impossible, otherwise people will laugh out of their big teeth. Even if these two movies don't get any results, he Shaw Brothers can still afford to accompany them.

"I have to believe in Han Xiang, I still have a lot of confidence in his films." Run Run Shaw unpacked the record and placed it on the record player.

When the beautiful Cantonese song sounded, Run Run Shaw listened to it for a while and praised: "What a genius." If I hadn't listened to his songs, I would have thought that Cantonese could only be used to sing advertising songs. Regardless of the outcome, I still want to see this kind of talent. At the prom at the end of the month, you can ask him out. ”

North Point, Hong Kong.

The members of the Losers Band, the predecessor of the Wenna Band, Chen Baixiang and Chen Baishen brothers, as well as Peng Jianxin and Yip Zhiqiang, all live here, and Alan Tam lives far away, but he sleeps here every once in a while.

All five are in their 20s and have achieved nothing. Chen Baixiang is also a poor bastard, and he does not have the nickname "Ah Lak". Their current state of the band, which mirrors the name of the band, is a real failure.

"Got it, bought it!" Chen Baixiang ran upstairs with a record in his hand, and Alan Tam and Chen Baishen chased after him.

Opening the door, Peng Jianxin and Ye Zhi couldn't wait to turn on the record player.

Five people sit around and place the turntable in the middle.

"How can I rest the warmth and cold, how many autumns have I looked back and lost it, I didn't look forward to it, but I didn't get it in my hand, I can't explain the mistakes and omissions......"

The first song of the record is not the familiar "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que" and "The Wind Continues to Blow" these days, but a Cantonese song called "What Do You Want in Life".

"What do I want in my life, I often judge to give up and have exhausted my life, I can't touch what I want in my life, I can never see through what I lost in my confusion, and what I lost is all my ......"

Compared with the first two songs, the lyrics of this song are more meaningful, and the melody is also very actionable, and it is really another classic.

The five of them listened to all six songs obsessively, it was like eating a big meal, and they were so comfortable that their souls went out of their bodies.

After that, the five of them found musical instruments and practiced them sentence by sentence with the record player, and by the time they learned all six songs, it was already evening. They didn't have lunch and were already hungry.

But now no one has the heart to eat.

Alan Tam said: "Why don't we sing Cantonese songs too?" ”

Ye Zhiqiang said: "Yes, singing Cantonese songs must be popular now!" ”

Chen Baixiang shook his head and said: "No, what we are best at is English songs (the day before yesterday I said that they sing Chinese songs, I remember it confused.) Hey, I'm old, and it's not good to remember my surname), if you switch to singing Cantonese songs, isn't this year's hard work in vain? ”

"So we're going to go on like this?" Peng Jianxin asked.

Chen Baixiang said: "Otherwise. Now Cantonese songs are becoming popular, and when we go to bars to sing to make money, we mostly sing Cantonese songs, and only sing a few English songs that we have written ourselves. But we wrote our own songs, and the albums had to be all in English. You think, as soon as Cantonese songs become popular, everyone will definitely follow suit, and it is easy to drown in a large number of Cantonese songs. And if we insist on singing English songs, we may be able to stand out and capture the hearts of English fans. ”

When the other four heard this, they thought it was a good idea and nodded in agreement.

Chen Baishen suddenly said: "Why don't we go to Wang Zijun, I heard that Taiwan's very famous Glorious Band was picked up by him from the underground band." ”

"He doesn't know English songs, does he?" Alan Tam said uncertainly.

"If you don't try it, how do you know, maybe he will value it, and you can sign a contract with Haishan Records, it's better than us going to the song hall to slowly boil up." Chen Baishen said.

"But how do we know where he lives?" Ye Zhiqiang asked.

"I'll leave this to me." Chen Baixiang said, "What's so difficult about finding a celebrity in a place where Hong Kong has a big palm? ”

"Then it's decided, Ah Xiang is responsible for finding Wang Zijun's residence, and the four of us will start today, except for going to the song hall to sing, we can't rest for a moment, and we must write a good song. Otherwise, if Wang Zijun is found, he will not be able to impress him. Alan Tam said.

(To be continued)