Zhang Guorong got Sun Ziming's address from Wang Jing, and did not leave the three of them to continue chatting, and directly bombarded people.

"Rong Shao, remember to bring some abalone and the like, his cousin likes to eat it very much."

Chen Jiashang watched Zhang Guorong's car disappear and praised: "Brother Jing, being friends with you is always vigilant!" ”

"Cut, aren't you going to eat at Ziming's house at night? There is the meaning of wealth among friends, and there is also the gift of gifts, and if you are less, you will be more sensible than you."

The three of them got the check and hurriedly drove to the Shaw Studios, now every minute is money! They guessed that this film would definitely be a big hit, so they had to make it faster, so that they could have the money to shoot the next one, and grab all the benefits in front of others!

At this time, Sun Ziming also went home and was 'recalling' his script. It is estimated that he can make money for his own movie this time, this is Hong Kong, not the United States, it must be revised, and someone has to be asked to revise the dialogue "Brother Ziming"

"It's called Ziming, how many times have I told you, I'm going to change my mouth! You've been calling it that for the rest of your life, huh? Don't be afraid of children's jokes in the future! ”

"I'm going to die."

At the mention of the child, Hu Juanqiao's face flushed, she stretched out her hand and twisted his waist, lying on Sun Ziming's back to watch him draw a storyboard. Although she couldn't understand it, she was willing to lie on her stomach like this.

The firm little chest pressed on Sun Ziming's back, which made him itch, and slapped the amazingly elastic little ass with his backhand, and teased: "Sit down, do you think you are still four years old?" ”

"I'm happy! We went home after making a lot of money, and what was our son's name in the future? ”

Sun Ziming really amused this simple little girl, and just now he twisted himself, and turned around thinking about what his son would name. Stopping what he was doing, Sun Ziming hugged her to his thigh with his backhand, kissed her on the pretty little face, Juanzi's cheeks were red, and she bowed her head shyly.

"You don't like Hong Kong?"

"I don't like it, it's better to be home!"

Hey, back home? Still going to repeat your old life?

"Do you want our children to live the life we used to have?"

Thinking of the child studying in such a broken classroom in the future, Hu Juan shook her head desperately, her hometown is too bitter! This time, it was the third brother who donated 1,000 yuan to install glass in the classroom, how could their children still live that kind of life? In the future, their children should be like the little girl downstairs, dressed up beautifully, eating cakes and drinking milk every day, and then carrying a beautiful schoolbag to school.

The 'bell bell' doorbell rang, Hu Juan got off Sun Ziming and ran to open the door. Outside the door was a beautiful man in a suit and leather shoes, and next to him was an ordinary-looking young woman, and the two of them were carrying valuable gifts in their hands.

"You're Miss Hu Juan, right? Is Mr. Sun here? ”

"Zhang Guorong? Anita Mui! ”

Hu Juan suddenly screamed, causing Sun Ziming to come out quickly.

"Mr. Zhang, Miss Mei, please come in, please come in. It's really brilliant for you two to come."

When Sun Ziming heard that it was Zhang Guorong and Anita Mui, he didn't even wear slippers, so he ran out barefoot and invited these two Chinese palace-level singers into the house.

Zhang Guorong looked at Sun Ziming's bare feet, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, which is a step closer than the ancients said.

"See the smile, see the smile".

Sun Ziming put on his slippers again, and then invited the two of them to sit down again, and Hu Juan also hurriedly made tea. Sun Ziming learned through the gossip magazine that this benevolent brother had a habit of cleanliness, and he was afraid that he would dislike it, so he took out mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to him.

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun is polite. I don't have those faults, it's all tabloid reporter scribbles. After clarifying a few times to no avail, I went with them! ”

Also, in eight or seven years, he hasn't had those setbacks, and he hasn't acted in the damn "Farewell My Concubine". This is a man who was born for art and has pursued perfection all his life.

Zhang Guorong and Anita Mui first praised Sun Ziming's music for a while, and then talked about how the two of them heard his music through mainland friends, and how they found it through Wang Jing's rotten person.

are all musicians, and it is easy to talk about Sun Ziming's two songs "The Sound of the Waves Remains" and "The Crooked Moon" "Ziming, why do you use all the folk music for Lu?" In fact, bagpipes can be used instead of flutes, and the sound of bagpipes is not more melodious and ethereal? ”

Sun Ziming spread his hands and said helplessly: "We are a student band, we can't find bagpipers, and we don't have that money." Besides, I think that using folk music as much as possible can better highlight its artistic conception."

This is Zhang Guorong's weakness, he grew up with a Western education, although he was influenced by the cultural imprint in his bones, he can appreciate the beauty of those artistic conceptions, but he can't create artistic conceptions. Throughout Hong Kong music, there have hardly ever been great composers. Even Huang Jiaju, who is famous for his originality, has a big gap if compared with rock singers in the mainland. The fact that his band is famous is also due to the advantages of Hong Kong's commercial promotion.

To put it bluntly, Hong Kong people just use foreigners' songs and fill in Chinese words!

After chatting for a while, Zhang Guorong took out a soundtrack record, hoping to get Sun Ziming's advice.

"Ziming, this is a piece I wrote by myself, and I asked a few people to arrange it, but I was not very satisfied. So, we're here today to ask for your comments."

As soon as the music sounded, Sun Tzu knew that this was Zhang Guorong's greatest work "Silence is Golden", and it seemed that his two antique plagiarized works prompted his creative inspiration.

"Guorong, I'm not very good at arrangement, but I think the guzheng can better express its charm, and the middle part uses the piano. Try not to use a drum kit or anything like that, you can use a drum instead."

The two of them tasted it carefully, and sure enough, such a compilation would give them a little more calm and open-mindedness.

"I've listened to your arrangements very well, can you tell me about them?"

"Yes, I'll give her a call and she'll agree."

Ten minutes later, Sun Ziming put down the phone.

"Guorong, my friend said no problem, she is very happy to work with you. However, you have to give her a plane ticket, she is in Peking."

"No problem!"

"She'll be there the day after tomorrow. However, there is one thing I have to remind you first, she is a very serious person about music, and I hope you can have a good time working together! ”

"No problem, the pursuit of perfection should be the basic requirement of art".

Then, Zhang Guorong made another request that made Sun Ziming a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Anita Mui is a person with good personal feelings, and when she looks at Sun Ziming's expression, she knows what the problem is.

"Ziming, don't worry, we have already obtained your company's consent."

That's good, to be able to leave your own mark on this great work, this is something that Sun Tzu can't ask for. Although it is a deception and a thief, Sun Ziming doesn't mind at all, stealing a dollar is stealing, and a hundred yuan is also stealing. What's more, they in the previous life do not represent them in this life!

"Okay, you'll wait."

Sun Tzuming pondered for a long time, wrote two words on paper, slightly changed a few words in the Cantonese of this work, and did not change a word in Chinese.

"You have to revise the Cantonese version, after all, I am not very proficient in Cantonese. The Chinese version, this should be fine, anyway, I can't write it anymore."

Zhang Guorong took a look and revised a few words in the Cantonese version, and Anita Mui next to him felt that it was wrong, so the two discussed it again. Ten minutes later, the two applauded gently.

"It is worthy of being a musical genius of Yan University, Rong Shao's song makes you fill in the lyrics like this, and it has become a real Chinese classic!"

"Sister Mei has won the award, if the lyrics are good, the song must be good, if the song is not good, no matter how good the lyrics are, there is no artistic charm."

The three chatted for a while, and the phone rang, and it was Wang Jing who called back from the studio.

"Ajuan, did they send abalone? Don't recognize? Forget it, you don't care, I'll let Wei Qiang come over."

Zhang Guorong and Mui Yanfang looked at each other, and the two of them went to buy abalone, but they were cheap for those three rotten people?

Since there are good things, Hu Juan naturally will not miss Uncle Zeng and Aunt Zeng, and a large table was seated in the apartment at dinner. Wang Jing and the three of them didn't care about Sister Mei's number, they sat at the table and tasted abalone peacefully, it seems that these three people usually beat the autumn breeze of the superstar in the past two days.

"Cut, why don't you eat a few abalones from the two of you? When our movie hits, I'll bury you both with abalone! ”

Uncle Zeng raised his head and said with concern: "Is the filming finished?" ”

"Post-production has begun, Ziming, and I'll edit it the day after tomorrow. We have to shoot a classic, let these two stingy guys see, what is called salted fish turning over! ”

A few people were stunned, it's only been a few days? Actually finished filming?

Wang Jing talked for more than ten minutes, Zhang Guorong and Anita Mui looked at Sun Ziming differently, and there were not many people who could convince Wang Jing. In addition to his outstanding musical talent, this young man didn't expect to be so good at making movies. Uncle Zeng and his wife were overjoyed, they could get a share of the money Sun Ziming earned!

"Don't listen to Brother Jing's nonsense, this is an ordinary horror movie."

Zhang Guorong and Anita Mui both shook their heads, Wang Jing can not only make blockbuster movies like "Hardcover Chasing Girls", but this guy is also extremely accurate in predicting the box office.

Sun Ziming had no choice but to divert the topic and talk about Juanzi singing.

"What's so difficult about this, I will hold a concert in August and let Ajuan be my guest singer."

Anita Mui was happy when she heard this, and she was worried that she couldn't find a chance, so she asked this talent to help her write songs.

"Yes, you can help her write a song that she can sing together, and I will sing it with her then."

Zhang Guorong also agreed without hesitation, today people filled in two wonderful words for themselves, just this little thing is too simple.

After eating, Hu Juan happily went to clean up with Aunt Zeng, and let Anita Mui stop her.

"Aru, thank you for your hard work, I'll talk to Ajuan about singing."

"Go ahead, I'll do it alone."

In recent years, master-apprentice inheritance is still popular in Hong Kong, and Sun Tzu Ming also knows this kind of atmosphere, and wants to take the opportunity to let Juanzi apprentice with Anita Mui, so that her acting career can be smooth.

There was a sudden silence in the living room, and Sun Ziming realized that he was abrupt, Hong Kong may not be like the mainland, and the relationship between master and apprentice may be like that of master and apprentice in his hometown. Sun Ziming also remembered that when a senior in the film industry died, several major film and television superstars at that time wore filial piety for him.

"I'm sorry, Sister Mei, I was abrupt."

"It's okay, Ajuan, you sing a song to listen to it, you have to use your real voice."

Juanzi glanced at Sun Ziming, saw him nodding slightly, blessed to the heart, bowed slightly to Sister Mei, and began to sing "Nuan Nuan" and "Invisible Wings". Sister Mei and Zhang Guorong's eyes lit up, this Ajuan's timbre is extremely beautiful, and the songs are also very good, but unfortunately they do not meet the mainstream music standards.

'Papapa' Zhang Guorong and Mei Yanfang applauded gently, and Sun Ziming and Hu Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ajuan, sit".

Mei Yanfang pulled Hu Juan to sit beside her and began to talk about her mentorship, to Sun Ziming's surprise, she did not regard the famous Dai Sicong as a master, but only called him a gentleman, and positioned the relationship between the two as a simple employment relationship.

"I learned to sing from Master Zhang Yun since I was a child, he is my real master, and I will take you to his grave tomorrow. Your talent is extremely high, and I will take you as an apprentice on behalf of my master."

When it comes to Zhang Yun's people more than ten years ago, even Wang Jing and them are a little gloomy, and Anita Mui seems to be telling a distant story of the rivers and lakes.

Hu Juan and Sun Ziming listened to those bloody and sad pasts, and Rao was a spicy Xiangxi girl like Hu Juan, and they also felt a little chilly. Anita Mui describes the entertainment industry in Hong Kong in the 60s, which was really dark and lawless. Singers like Zhang Yun are stars in the eyes of ordinary people, playthings in the eyes of rich people, and meat tickets in the eyes of Jianghu characters who can be kidnapped and extorted at any time!

Sun Ziming listened to Anita Mui talk about those tragic things in the rivers and lakes, and also remembered the violent tooth horse in Macau. Even a well-connected person like Wang Jing warned them to stay away from that person in the future, that would be a madman!

"It's okay, it's all in the past! It's much better now, and now as long as you don't get into trouble, the police will help you."

Zhang Guorong saw that Hu Juan's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help but comfort him in a low voice, and Mei Yanfang saw that her future junior sister was a little scared, and also comforted: "Don't worry, you can follow me in the future."

……

Early the next morning, Sun Ziming accompanied Hu Juan to the grave of Teacher Zhang Yun to apprentice, which made him see the traditional culture inherited by master and apprentice in his hometown.

Zhang Guorong accompanied Sun Ziming to stand under the pavilion and watched the two hold a ceremony in front of Master Zhang Yun. The solemn grave was full of green smoke, Anita Mui was crying in a low voice, and Sun Tzu clearly saw the tragic song of the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago. It is also a sad song in the entertainment industry of that era, bringing joy to everyone on the stage, but it is the most humble drama off the stage.

Seeing Sun Ziming's face suddenly sad and gloomy, Zhang Guorong couldn't help asking: "Ziming, what are you thinking?" ”

"Hey, other tragedies of Master Zhang Yun can be avoided, he may never realize that he is actually a strong man, but he will not use his strength."

Zhang Guorong shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand what Sun Ziming was saying? People in the entertainment industry have always been weak, there are bosses above, and there are clubs outside, when will it be their turn to speak? Even if he is already a superstar in the music world, in the eyes of those capitalists and club bosses, he is just a drama or a cash cow.