Chapter 35 Performance Fees

Zhu Xiaohua handed him the letter of introduction and said, "Teacher Wu introduced me here, and I have sung before. ”

The man looked at Zhu Xiaohua and asked, "What song have you sung?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua: "Late Autumn", "Black Earth" ......"

He skipped the song "Knitting a Sweater".

The above songs were not very well-known, and at that time, tape recorders and cassette tapes were not yet popular, so not many people listened to these songs.

Hu Zhicheng said: "In late autumn, sing and listen." ”

Zhu Xiaohua sang with the memory in his mind, the song was simple and straightforward, the melody was ordinary, but there was nothing special.

This is the song of the 80s, after singing it, people will never think about it again.

After singing, Zhu Xiaohua looked at Hu Zhicheng with an uneasy mood.

To be honest, he had heard countless songs in his previous life, but he had not been so crude and straightforward.

Zhu Xiaohua was really a rough singer in the past.

However, he needs this opportunity now, with two younger siblings waiting to be fed at home, and a pile of debts waiting to be paid by him. He can't afford to lose that opportunity.

After listening to this, Hu Zhicheng nodded and said, "The voice is good." Can you sing fast-paced songs? We break dance and need someone to play the soundtrack. However, most of the singers here only sing slower-paced songs. The fast-paced songs of Europe and the United States have not yet been sung. ”

Zhu Xiaohua said: "I'll try." ”

He wasn't sure if he could sing it, but what he was sure of was that he had already heard countless fast-paced songs in 2020.

Hu Zhicheng picked up a song list casually and asked Zhu Xiaohua to pick one.

Zhu Xiaohua saw that there were a few songs on it that were particularly familiar, and he suddenly had a number in his heart.

He said, "Just sing this song 'Mysterious Eyes.'" ”

When the music sounded, Zhu Xiaohua opened his mouth to sing, the hoarse voice of the original owner like Daolang, coupled with the memory of this song in his previous life, it was effortless to sing.

From beginning to end, the melody turned out to be exactly the same.

When he finished singing, all the actors stood still, and they were all infected by Zhu Xiaohua's performance just now.

Not long after the song came out, there were only a handful of people who could sing it.

Zhu Xiaohua sang it like a flowing stream, and it was very infectious.

Hu Zhicheng said with an incredulous expression: "You really sing this song for the first time." How does it feel that you are its creator, so familiar. ”

Zhu Xiaohua said: "I'm a singer, this is the basic skill. Do you want to try another song? ”

Hu Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "No need, just this one." Tomorrow's performance, you'll be the one who accompanies the music. ”

Zhu Xiaohua sang alongside again. Then Hu Zhicheng and others followed the music and danced a break dance.

The singing and dancing moves gradually converged.

At halftime, Hu Zhicheng approached Zhu Xiaohua and said, "We are going to use this show to participate in the competition tomorrow." How about your performance fee set at 10 yuan? ”

Zhu Xiaohua thought about the value of ten yuan in this era.

The salary of ordinary migrant workers is about one yuan a day. Captain Xiao's salary is less than two yuan a day.

Ten dollars, which is already several times theirs.

Hu Zhicheng saw Zhu Xiaohua hesitate, and then said: "With your qualifications, of course, you can get a higher performance fee." However, we have limited funds for our activities and can only give so much. I promise that if there is a chance to perform like this next time, I will be the first to find you. ”

Zhu Xiaohua nodded and readily agreed: "A word is a decision, I am waiting for your next invitation." ”

The memories of his previous life, coupled with the singer Zhu Xiaohua's unique voice, this song "Mysterious Eyes" does have a unique charm when sung.

The cooperation between the two sides gradually became one.

Zhu Xiaohua practiced with them until dark, and then rode back on Teacher Wu's 28 bars.

When I got home, I pushed the door open and the room was filled with cardboard boxes and glass bottles.

Zhu Xiaoyan and Zhu Xiaoming were cleaning the bottles and sledding off the iron caps on the bottle mouth one by one.

Behind Zhu Xiaoyan, there were neatly stacked half-meter-high thick paper shells.

Zhu Xiaohua was stunned for a moment and said, "Who is putting so much garbage in the house for what?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up a few bottles on the ground and was about to throw them downstairs.

"Brother, don't throw it away, this is what we picked up this afternoon."

Zhu Xiaoyan grabbed him.

"Two cents for a bottle, one penny for ten caps. There are about thirty of these bottles, and they can be sold for nine cents. ”

Zhu Xiaoming also pointed to the paper shells in the corner of the wall and said, "These paper shells are about five catties, and they are worth five cents." My sister and I picked up the trash. ”

Behind Zhu Xiaoming, there were also a pile of bottles and cans and iron parts, which were covered with dirt and rust.

Zhu Xiaoming wiped and wiped them like treasures, "These parts, sold as scrap iron, can also be sold for a penny or two." ”

Zhu Xiaohua only felt sad for a while, two children without a father and a mother, if they left, they didn't know how they would survive in this world.

"Brother, have you eaten, I'll cook you noodles."

Zhu Xiaoyan stood up sensibly and was about to go to the kitchen to cook.

"Make more, I'll eat too." Zhu Xiaoming looked at it with a blank eye.

Zhu Xiaoyan said: "There is not much left of the noodles. You only ate it at noon, so I'll leave this for my brother. ”

Zhu Xiaoming pursed his mouth: "I'm so hungry." ”

Zhu Xiaohua wanted to refuse, but he hadn't eaten for a day, and his stomach was burning at the moment.

He touched his empty stomach and said, "Then make more, let's eat together." After tomorrow, everyone will no longer be hungry. ”

Zhu Xiaohua told his younger brothers and sisters about his participation in the art troupe's performance tomorrow.

The two cheered: "Really, you can get ten yuan after participating in the show." I also want to learn to sing. ”

The two jumped happily and ran into the kitchen to cook.

Seeing the happy appearance of the two, Zhu Xiaohua was even more sad.

In this era, happiness is really simple, and being able to fill your stomach, eat and dress warmly is the greatest happiness.

After the two of them entered the kitchen, he continued to clean up the bottles and cardboard boxes for them.

The bottle is white and transparent, glowing green, and the whole body is bare, and the front neck is pasted with a faded red label that reads: Baijiu.

There is a larger label on the bottle, which is printed with two golden phoenix patterns, and there are a few small words on the top and bottom: "Small pot alcohol", "Fengqiu County Distillery".

The cardboard boxes come in a variety of ways, with a goblet printed on the side and the words "fragile" and "handle with care" written underneath.

There are also red icons with two arrows pointing upwards, and the words below read: "Do not press" and "Quality and safety are everyone's responsibility".

Zhu Xiaohua dismantled the box, folded it flat, and stacked it into the original paper shell.

He found it again in his brother's pile of iron parts, which were nothing more than screws, screw caps, iron rods, and iron scraps.

Zhu Xiaohua rummaged, and suddenly found two drops of red blood on a triangular scrap.

The blood is not completely dry.