"Zijun, my sister, they plan to hold a fishing parade in June." At night, Sun Xibi whispered to Wang Zijun mysteriously.

Wang Zijun was surprised: "You went to prepare for this last weekend?" ”

"Yes, my sister is a member of the 'National Taiwan University Bao Fishing Association', and I have already applied to join. As long as I can be admitted to National Taiwan University in this joint entrance examination, I will be an official member of the Baoyu Association. Sun Xibi said, "You can also participate!" ”

Wang Zijun was silent, now there are still many years before Chiang Ching-kuo lifts strictness, and he can't make a mistake in politics. However, it seems that there were many people who participated in this march in history, and no one was convicted for it, so there is no problem with it.

It's just that the parade is a parade, but Wang Zijun lacks Sun Xibi's enthusiasm, because he knows that the Diaoyu Islands cannot be recovered by the parade. At least when he was reborn, the Diaoyu Islands were still not in China's hands.

"Well, go to sleep." Wang Zijun said helplessly.

The next day, Wang Zijun went directly to the principal to ask for leave.

Principal Lin had a good impression of him, and he would graduate in a month anyway, so he agreed to his one-week long vacation without hindrance.

Coming to Haishan Records by car, the company's building is not as luxurious as the China Television Building, but when Wang Zijun walked in, he immediately felt the strength of the "singer's cradle". Liu Jiachang, Zhen Ni, You Ya...... One by one, smash hit singers continue to appear in front of Wang Zijun's eyes.

Zhou Ruijin directly took Wang Zijun to the office of his boss Zheng Zhenkun, closed the door and went out.

"Hello Boss Zheng." Wang Zijun greeted with a smile, and at the same time looked at the famous founder of Taiwan's music kingdom - the shirt and trousers were ironed straight, and his hair was combed a little casually; He looked like he was about thirty or forty years old, not very handsome, but he had the majestic aura of a successful person.

"Hahaha, very spirited young man." Zheng Zhenkun looked at Wang Zijun and smiled with some wickedness, "No wonder some people say that you only have in heaven and nothing on earth." ”

Listening to the meaning of Zheng Zhenkun's words, it seems that there are nobles who are secretly helping him say good things, but who is this person? His teacher Zhou Lanping? Zhou Lanping doesn't seem to have a deep friendship with Zheng Zhenkun. Zuo Hongyuan? Although Zuo Hongyuan is from Haishan, it is impossible to help say a few words to get Zheng Zhenkun to agree to his request.

"Sit!" Zheng Zhenkun signaled, and waited for the secretary to bring the tea before he continued, "The person who praises you is arrogant and rarely praises people. Haha, so I've always been curious about you. ”

Wang Zijun shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't have to be curious now, I also carry two arms and a head." ”

"No, I'm more curious now." Zheng Zhenkun smiled, "You are different from other singers, they are respectful when they see me, and few people are as open as you." You have a sense of confidence and chicness that your peers don't have. ”

"Maybe it has something to do with my life experience, if you are cut a few more times, you won't be afraid of anything." Wang Zijun does not hide his origin, and he believes that with Zheng Zhenkun's ability, even if he doesn't know it now, he will know it in the future.

Zheng Zhenkun shook his head and said, "No." When I was in Hong Kong, I met a lot of people from Jianghu backgrounds. No matter how ruthless they are when they cut people, but as soon as they see a higher status than them, the anger on their bodies will immediately vent, and it is difficult to have such a bearing as you. ”

Haishan Records was originally operated in Hong Kong, and only in the 60s did it shift its focus to Taiwan, dedicated to the development of Chinese music, and the music revolution in the 70s. The movement played an important role in promoting it.

"Of course, in the end, let me agree to your request and decide to sign you, or because of your talent." Zheng Zhenkun said solemnly, "There is no music of our own in Taiwan now, and pop songs are the legacy of Orientals left here. Originally, I had great hopes for improving folk songs, but now the development of folk songs has also entered a bottleneck. It's too small to carry too much, and it's almost unable to keep up with the pace of young people. ”

"Do you know which of your three songs is my favorite?" Zheng Zhenkun asked.

"Rondo?" Wang Zijun said tentatively.

"Clever." Zheng Zhenkun said with appreciation, "'Rondo' is a perfect combination of pop songs, folk songs and the essence of Chinese. Moreover, the lyrics are Mr. Yu Guangzhong's poems, and the metaphors in them are nothing less than a cry to set off a song revolution. ”

"You've won a prize." Wang Zijun did not get carried away because of the praise, but the more he listened to it, the more he was unscored, the more Zheng Zhenkun appreciated it now, the more elusive his following became.

Zheng Zhenkun was silent for a moment, knocked on the armrest of the sofa, and suddenly said: "The Cultural Affairs Bureau greeted China Television this morning and asked them not to promote your song." ”

"What?" Wang Zijun was shocked, there were no forbidden words in his lyrics.

Zheng Zhenkun smiled: "Don't be afraid, the people above have not reached a unity." It's just out of a prudent note not to let the official media publicize it. ”

Seeing Wang Zijun frowning, Zheng Zhenkun asked with a smile: "Do you find it difficult to understand their approach?" ”

Wang Zijun nodded and said, "I would like to hear about it." ”

"This was often the case in the folk song reform movement back then." Zheng Zhenkun analyzed, "Why don't the authorities suppress pop music? Why not suppress Taiwanese songs? Because although these two kinds of songs are widely circulated, they have little influence on ideology and ideology. And songs in the Chinese language with unique ideology, once they spread, it is very difficult to suppress them. The current environment has been much better, and if you dare to sing "Rondo" for 20 years, I am afraid it has been directly blocked. ”

Wang Zijun wiped the sweat from his forehead unconsciously, he felt that he had been careful enough when choosing songs, and deliberately avoided songs with strong political connotations such as "Four Rhymes of Homesickness", but unexpectedly attracted the attention of the authorities. If you choose Zheng Zhihua's "Sailor" during the competition, I'm afraid that I will be locked up now.

"Don't worry either." Zheng Zhenkun saw that Wang Zijun seemed to be frightened, and said with relief, "Do you have a patriotic song in your hand, well, it is to praise the party and the state." If not, I'll have someone write two for you, and then add them when the record is released, which can be considered to take a stand. ”

"Yes, I'll do it myself." Wang Zijun hurriedly said that if someone else writes it, the style of a record will be disrupted.

"Haha, don't be so frustrated." Zheng Zhenkun said with a smile, "The authorities' control will only be slowly relaxed, and the spring of art is coming." ”

Although the supreme leader of Taiwan is still Chiang Kai-shek, Chiang Ching-kuo has begun to take over slowly, and martial law in many areas is gradually thawing.

After chatting for a while, Zheng Zhenkun looked at his watch, got up and said, "It's almost noon, let's have a light meal together." ”

It's not easy to eat with Zheng Zhenkun, when Wang Zijun went out with him, the company's singer's eyes were simply envious, jealous and hateful.

After getting into Zheng Zhenkun's car, the strange thing is that he did not go directly to the hotel, but came to National Taiwan University.

Zheng Zhenkun opened the car window and waved his hand into the distance, and a female college student wearing a sun hat walked over.

"Uncle Zheng is good." After the female college student greeted Zheng Zhenkun, she pulled the car door and sat next to Wang Zijun, took off her sun hat and said with a smile, "Zijun, I haven't seen you for a long time, you can become a big celebrity." ”

"Hehe, long time no see." Wang Zijun looked at the pretty face full of smiles, and finally understood who was talking behind his back.

The female college student in front of her is the mysterious girl - Hong Xiaoqiao.

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I stayed up late last night, and I started writing at one o'clock at noon today, and this chapter was written for four hours. It's really hard to write about the social environment.

In addition, I recommend a book by a female frequency sister:

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