Ximending, Taipei. Although it is far from reaching the prosperity of later generations, after 20 years of development, this area has become the commercial and entertainment center of Taipei, with department stores, dance halls, theaters, and cafes lined up one after another.

Wang Zijun walked on the street, the last moment it was still shining neon, but when he forked into an alley, he was a small stall vendor selling cheap goods, no different from the township market in later generations.

Wang Zijun was carrying an electric guitar in his hand at this time, which was still relatively rare in Taiwan at this time, with a price tag of 1500 oceans.

Blowing a mouthful of dust on it, Wang Zijun was dumbfounded and said, "How long has this thing been there?" It can't be broken. ”

The owner of the musical instrument shop smiled and said, "Where it will break, I will maintain it regularly." If it weren't for the fact that you were Xiao Feng's friend, you wouldn't even want to buy it for 2,000 yuan. You left my small store, and you searched all over Taipei and couldn't buy the goods. ”

"It's called maintenance?" Wang Zijun blew softly, and suddenly a puff of dust flew in front of the shopkeeper, choking him with a cough.

Wang Zijun plugged in the electricity, tried a few notes, and then put the guitar back on the counter: "600, love to sell or not." ”

“600？ The cheapest acoustic guitars cost 200. The shopkeeper screamed like a cat with its tail wiped off, "You ask how much the instruments they have in their hands?" ”

"Don't sell it, I see that no one will buy it after you put it for a few years, so just stay in the store and rust." Wang Zijun didn't even look at it, turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go, I see that you are also a person who likes music, even if I help young people pursue their dreams, 1200 will be taken." The shopkeeper said sadly.

Wang Zijun continued to walk out, and soon heard the boss's shout: "1,000 yuan, I will sell it to you at a price, and no one will buy it anyway, so it will be regarded as a loss and a profit." ”

"Deal." Wang Zijun paid the money and left happily, although he knew that the boss had made a lot of money, but he was really too lazy to toss anymore.

A few people left the musical instrument store, and Wang Zijun asked, "Where are we going to go first?" ”

"Celebrity Western Restaurant." Feng Naikai said.

Western restaurant is actually another name for nightclubs in this era. There are regular ones who only eat and have fun, and there are also those who secretly engage in illegal business.

At this time, it was already ** o'clock in the evening, and the five of them walked in with musical instruments on their backs, and were immediately stopped by the little Taibao who was watching the scene: "What are you doing?" ”

"We are singers." Li Bao said.

Xiao Taibao smiled: "It turned out to be a singer, let's go in." ”

Although Feng Naikai and the others were very angry at his ridicule, they couldn't get into trouble with the little Taibao, so they just went in with an ugly face.

There are a lot of people in the nightclub, many people are chatting and drinking melon seeds, and there are people on the dance floor who are dancing together and playing soothing Western songs.

Wang Zijun and the others were about to go to the manager, when suddenly there was a noise at the door. After the door opened, two men walked in one after the other.

The man in front of him, dressed in a white T-shirt and white-washed jeans, and carrying a guitar, hurried onto the stage. The person in the back should be his assistant, helping him carry a bag.

"It's Emperor Zhang, Emperor Zhang is here!" Someone suddenly shouted.

Wang Zijun smiled bitterly, and when he came to the scene, he actually collided with the King of Eager Songs.

"Hello everyone, I'm ...... Emperor Zhang"

"Emperor Zhang, Emperor Zhang, Emperor Zhang!"

Zhang Di had just said two opening sentences, but he was immediately interrupted, and waited for the audience's voice to be lowered before continuing: "I came here today without preparing the song in advance. If you have any questions, you can ask me, I will answer them, and I will sing the answers......"

As soon as he said this, someone shouted below: "Emperor Zhang, how many wives do you have?" ”

"Emperor Zhang, how can 1-1 equal to 2?"

"Emperor Zhang, how many dads do you have?"

"Emperor Zhang......"

In an instant, all kinds of questions were asked, especially those involving **, which made Emperor Zhang's face green for a while. waited until the question was asked, and then Emperor Zhang picked up the microphone and sang to the tune of "A Cup of Bitter Wine":

"That friend asked me Emperor Zhang

1-1=2 doesn't make sense

We all know that

1-1=0 is logical

But you talk about the real problem

Now I can tell you

Women will have big bellies

There is a child in the womb

Wait until October to give birth

The child will be reduced

So a mother minus a child

The ...... of two lives in the world"

"Hahaha......" There was laughter in the audience, obviously quite satisfied with Emperor Zhang's answer.

Although Wang Zijun had heard this paragraph before, he had to admire his wit, and if he was himself, he would never be able to come up with an answer and make up lyrics in such a short time.

"I'm going to ask you, friend

What the hell did I, Emperor Zhang, offend you?

You ask me how many dads I have

I think you might have a bit of a problem with your brain

We know that a person has one

There are more dads and moms have problems

This is not possible

Emperor Zhang has only one father

This gentleman asks this question

Maybe you're interested in Dad

If you like dad more

I introduce you to the Friends audience

……”

"Hahaha......"

"Introduce me to me, I'm also interested in taking in my son!"

There was a louder laugh, and the audience member who had just asked the question was scratched red.

Wang Zijun and the others stood there and listened for more than 20 minutes, when a middle-aged man in a white shirt and tie came over and said impatiently: "Why are you again?" How many times have I said that guests don't like to listen to your songs. Singing English songs everyone can't understand, singing Chinese songs you write badly enough, and what do you do to run to shame? ”

"Manager Fang, you give us another chance, this time to ensure that the guests like it." Chen Feipeng hurriedly said good things.

"No, no, no, you singing guests will throw banana peels, which will affect my business." Manager Fang waved his hand.

Emperor Zhang on the stage had finished singing, bowed and said, "Okay, that's all for tonight's questions, we'll see you next time!" ”

"Hey, Emperor Zhang, don't go, I still have questions to ask!"

"Emperor Zhang, sing one more song!"

There was a sound at the scene, but Emperor Zhang could only apologize and leave, and the next scene was waiting for him.

After Emperor Zhang left, a young man went up with an acoustic guitar, and before he started singing, he was thrown a lot of fruit, and many people scolded: "Get down, we have to listen to Emperor Zhang sing!" ”

The young man suffered a lot of "grenades", but he didn't move, and he played and sang by himself:

"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 wind and dust portray your appearance......"

As the song drifted, gradually, the audience stopped their movements and looked at the young man on the stage incredulously; Manager Fang was surprised, he didn't expect that there would be two more kids to find tonight; Wang Zijun and others looked at each other, how did his song spread to the nightclub.

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Didn't you say last Thursday that there was a burglar in the house? I thought I had only lost more than 100 cash, but today I found that I was missing a bag with my diploma and degree certificate. Nima, rotten thief, you can't take your bag and leave your certificate behind. I went to report the case just now, and the police uncle said that it had been too long, the scene had already been destroyed, and there was no evidence to prove that we were stolen, so we didn't file it...... Then I went online to check the process of reissuing the certificate, which was so troublesome, and I had to publish the original certificate in the newspaper as invalid. I think, people are unlucky, all kinds of things come to birds.