Enter the music scene, become a superstar of this era, and park your own star dream, once this idea is established, it is like a seed falling to the ground, and it will grow wildly when it encounters sunshine and rain, Yingzheng will wake up laughing in the middle of the night, and a kind of momentum that will become a benevolent if it is not successful comes to his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Early the next morning, Ying Zheng summoned several people to Wei Yao's large courtyard and put forward his ideas. In addition to the Weng Bo and Weng Zhong brothers, who have always been blindly obedient, Wang Juan and Lu Ping expressed their resolute opposition under the leadership of Wei Yao. The reason is very simple, the servant was the lowest profession in that era, but as long as there was a little thing to make a living, no one would choose this profession.

Ying Zheng expressed the most serious protest against this naked professional prejudice: "The same song, why is it that Yu Boya plays up the mountains and flowing water, and I play it like a toilet and a dung pit, the state selects officials, not looking at the size of the ability, only looking at the status of the state, this is the reason why Zhao Guo is getting weaker and weaker." Ying Zheng said it confidently and vigorously, and Wei Yao didn't know how to refute it.

"Does it have to be like this?" After a long time, Wei Yao asked.

Ying Zheng said firmly: "I have made up my mind, and no one can change my mind, unless the mountains are edgeless and the heavens and the earth are together." ”

"Okay, what do you need our help with, just say, who called us a gang," although she still didn't agree with Ying Zheng's idea, Wei Yao still decided to support it, and she didn't know what the reason was.

"Sister, I knew you were a good person, come, brother hug," Ying Zheng's mood changed so quickly that no one was comfortable with it, especially Wei Yao, who was suddenly held tightly by two arms and couldn't move, the shocked expression on his face was indescribable, but the feeling of being hugged by this person seemed to be good.

After expressing his emotions, Ying Zheng let go of Wei Yao and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister, my brother really has something I want to discuss with you, I want to tidy up and decorate your yard, and how do you think it will be our rehearsal venue and performing arts center in the future?" ”

Wei Yao said: "It doesn't matter if you have a house, you can do whatever you want." But do you have the money? I heard what you said about this center seems to be very remarkable, and the decoration of the manpower, materials, and nothing costs money. ”

"Yes, I didn't think about it, I was too happy," Ying Zheng asked, "You can help me do the math, just sort out this place and see how much it costs." ”

"Wang Juan, give him the math."

Wei Yao gave an order, and Wang Juan immediately got busy. He looked left and right at the mansion, and then took a stick and wrote and drew on the ground, "The current labor is probably ...... Wood is ...... The cloth is ......", and after a while the number is calculated, it will take about thirty taels. This is only the price of decorating the house, according to Yingzheng's idea, if you want to build another stage that is large enough, I am afraid that it will add more than ten gold.

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Juan in disbelief, this guy is definitely a mathematical genius, he calculates clearly and clearly, and he is comprehensive. Ying Zheng really couldn't figure out how such a talented and well-funded person could follow Wei Yao and be obedient.

"It will take more than fifty taels to say this," Ying Zheng said silently in his heart, he squeezed a total of more than two hundred taels from Yin Chong, and now there are so many left, it is really distressing to think about it, but he finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "That's it." ”

"What are you doing when you have money, you have to be a servant?" Wei Yao still wanted to persuade again.

YING ZHENG SAID DOMINEERINGLY: "I WANT TO EARN A PIECE OF HEAVEN AND EARTH FOR THE SERVANTS OF THE WORLD, AND SAY NO TO THIS UNFAIR WORLD." Although Wei Yao didn't understand what he was saying, his indomitable expression and sonorous tone when he spoke were full of contagion, which made her a little obsessed.

Wei Yao immediately said: "Lu Ping's family is a coffin shop, and the wood is some doorways in the Lu Ping family, which can help solve some of them, and Wang Juan can help with the curtain cloth or something." ”

"What do you help, I will count you as a shareholder, and I will give you dividends when the time comes." Ying Zheng said to Wang Juan and Lu Ping.

"As for the manpower, you have to figure it out by yourself, just a few of us will definitely not be able to, then you have to get the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, and now the labor in Handan City is not cheap."

At this time, Weng Zhong said: "We have a few friends in Handan who are drummers and mourners who specialize in mourning, and they usually have nothing to do, so I can ask them to come over and help." ”

"What? Drummer? It's great that you have such people among your friends, so hurry up and call them to me. Originally, Ying Zheng was still worried about the band, but Weng Zhong solved the biggest problem for him with a word.

Weng Zhong was a little embarrassed: "I'm just afraid that it won't work now, yesterday I heard that a person died in the south of the city, and they all passed, and you also know that they pointed to the dead to eat, and they were the happiest when they died." ”

Ying Zheng was a little speechless, the war changed not only people's fate, but also their hearts, but this is not a problem he has to consider at the moment: "In this way, you ask them to come over tomorrow, bring everything with them, and say that I have a good thing." ”

After talking about the decoration, Ying Zheng discussed the publicity with everyone again, his idea is to let the name of Xiao Jay spread to every corner of the streets and alleys of Handan City in the shortest possible time, so that every Handan person is familiar with it, as for how to do it, Ying Zheng also has an idea.

Ying Zheng heard that there was a down-and-out painter on the streets of Handan, Ying Zheng directly handed him a silver ingot, and then put on a handsome shape, and asked him to paint as much as he wanted, as many as he could, not requiring more likeness, but it must be beautiful and eye-catching enough, and the word Xiao Jay must be written on the side. The painter's business is usually light, barely registered, and suddenly such a large business came and he was so happy that he painted without saying a word.

The sample came out, holding the world's first promotional poster, Ying Zheng couldn't help but praise: "Talent, it's so exquisite, it's too similar, I want to collect it." Ying Zheng posed two more poses, and the painter drew two more, both of which were good. In the end, Ying Zheng asked him to draw 100 pictures per set and pick up the goods in a few days.

The next day, Weng Zhong's drummers and friends arrived, all with their own musical instruments, sheng, flute, gongs and cymbals, and Yingzheng specially invited the remnants and Lan Yaer to come over, the purpose was to help check the gates, and if there was room for improvement, try to improve the quality of the band.

But as soon as he saw these people, Ying Zheng's heart suddenly cooled by half, his clothes were tattered, and his body was dirty, forget it, the key is everyone's spirit, just like he had just escaped from the drug rehabilitation center, except for his eyes when he looked at Lan Ya'er, his eyes were a little brighter, and he was like not waking up at other times. In addition to shaking their heads and sighing, Remnant and Lan Ya'er were also a little afraid.

It is useless for this kind of person to talk to them about their ideals and aspirations, and they can only be impressed by financial interests. Ying Zheng said loudly: "My brothers are all well-known music talents in Handan City, brothers invite you to come here to ask you to help me strengthen the scene, rest assured, never let everyone work in vain, I will have three meals a day, thirty dollars a day." ”

"Thirty bucks?" At the moment when the word money was exported, Ying Zheng could clearly feel that the momentum of those people had changed, and they had become enthusiastic, and they could even be said to be murderous.

"Are you telling the truth?" One of them asked, apparently their leader.

"Of course," Ying Zheng took out his money bag, "In order to show my sincerity, I will give you today's thirty dollars first." Ying Zheng asked Weng Zhong to divide the money, thirty yuan, which is equivalent to them sending away two dead people a day, and they were all crazy with joy.

Ying Zheng said: "This is just the beginning, if you are satisfied with your performance, I can add more, if you can help me get things done, I can give you another hundred dollars each after you are done." The crowd was excited again.

"Let's start with a song, let me hear how it is, if I perform well, maybe I can be like it in the future." Ying Zheng crossed Erlang's legs and sat on a shabby chair and shouted, "Maid, watch the tea." ”

Wei Yao walked over gracefully, holding a teacup in her hand, and everyone's eyes were straight. This is the winner of life, although the maid looks like a nightmare, but there is one more person, compared to the miserable life of looking forward to death, it is simply a heaven and an earth.