"Liang...you just said...those songs were really all made by your band?"

"To be precise, Liang Liang wrote the lyrics, music, and main melody all by himself. We were just responsible for the harmonies and arrangement," Liu Yuyong added from the side.

This time, Chen Haojun was even more surprised, his hands and feet turned ice cold.

A piece of music composed by four or five people in a band is completely different from a piece written by one person.

Chen Haojun had heard all seven or eight songs that Liang Liang had just mentioned. Some of these songs had profound meanings and beautiful melodies; others had strong rhythms and were very exciting.

Lyrically speaking, the lyrics demonstrate profound skill; the lyrics of "Legend" and "Sky" are as beautiful as poetry.

These songs are all popular classics that suddenly emerged in the Hong Kong and Taiwan music scene in the second half of this year, and almost all of them are on the platinum list.

So many classic songs and lyrics were written by a boy almost two years younger than himself…

This made Chen Haojun feel ashamed of himself, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He had always considered himself a musical genius, but now he realized he was just a fool.

"Xiao... Liang! I also enjoy writing songs."

He has already written many songs that are popular in the Chinese-speaking world, and tonight there is another song that has just been sung and has not yet been released, but it will surely become a classic. Chen Haojun felt that he had to be more humble and low-key.

"Oh! You can write songs? How many have you written?"

Liang Liang originally thought that Chen Haojun, as a second-generation gangster, was very likely a playboy, and that his so-called guitar and keyboard skills were probably only at the level of a music enthusiast.

But now that he says he can write songs, that's a different story.

"More than a hundred!"

Holy crap! This guy's been scribbling away, hasn't he? He hasn't even written a hundred songs yet.

"Have any songs been used by singers or published in newspapers or magazines? By the way, are there any magazines in Hong Kong that specialize in publishing songs?"

Chen Haojun blushed slightly and shook his head: "It has never been used by singers, nor has it been published in newspapers."

In recent years, he has written more than a hundred songs. At first, he would show them to others, but after being ridiculed several times, he never showed them to anyone again.

The reason he formed a band was that he wanted to sing his own songs.

"I see. Here's what I'll do: bring the songs you wrote tomorrow morning. I'll see how good your songwriting is. If there are any good ones, I'll give you some feedback and maybe recommend them to some singers."

"Okay! I'll definitely bring them all." Chen Haojun was genuinely excited this time.

At least those words gave him hope, unlike the people around his father, who would say things like, "Your father is a powerful figure, why aren't you following him around and writing songs instead?"

Chen Min was the happiest person tonight; his unruly son finally had someone who could handle him.

Although he was a big shot in the underworld, he didn't want his son to follow the same path. He hoped his son could become a lawyer or a doctor.

Since I can't become a lawyer or a doctor, I can still make a name for myself as a singer; either way, I'm on the right path.

"Xiao Liang! Uncle Chen is very happy right now, let's have a drink with Uncle Chen!"

"Uncle! I heard that the police in your Xianggang often conduct inspections at entertainment venues. I don't think I should drink alcohol at my age, right?"

People under 18 are not allowed to drink alcohol in Hong Kong.

"Who cares about the police! Even if the police come, there's nothing to be afraid of. Drink it!"

Liang Liang raised a glass of beer, clinked glasses with Chen Min, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"What was the name of the song you just sang? Uncle Chen got all hot from singing it."

Why is he getting all hot? Is he going to find a prostitute to have sex with later?

"Love's flame!"

"Love Fire? No wonder I feel hot all over. Great song! I hope my Haojun can write a song like this someday."

That possibility is unlikely.

A songwriter can be called a composer if he writes a few popular songs in his lifetime.

If Chen Haojun persists in writing songs, he will be considered successful if he can write a few memorable songs in his lifetime.

As for comparing him to Liang Liang, that's impossible.

Liang Liang is practically cheating; no one in the world can compare to him.

At that moment, the fat manager came to Chen Min's table with a tray of Hong Kong dollars.

"Brother Min! Your band sang well! Someone tipped you five thousand Hong Kong dollars when you went on stage just now."

Fatty Cui took a stack of money from the tray and placed it on the table.

There was also a whole stack of HK$100 notes on the tray.

“This HK$10,000 is for another customer to request your band to sing two more songs. I wonder if you would accept? Brother Min! We don’t take a single penny of the tips or requests from these customers.”

This isn't because the bar suddenly turned into a philanthropist; it's entirely a manifestation of Chen Min's influence.

Chen Min couldn't make the decision either, so he turned his attention to Liang Liang.

Liang Liang thought for a moment, then grabbed half of the loose tip money and stuffed it into Manager Cui's hand.

"This...this is too much trouble!" Manager Cui feigned reluctance.

"Manager Cui has worked so hard, this little bit of money is just a token of our appreciation for a cup of tea. To avoid embarrassing Manager Cui, we'll take this job."

Manager Cui beamed with joy: "Young man, you're quick on the uptake! You've got potential! From now on, whenever you come to our bar, I'll give you a 10% discount."

That's quite a commotion. They went to so much trouble to only offer a 10% discount. It should at least start at 20% to be convincing.

"Manager Cui! But we'll only sing two more songs and then stop. We didn't come out tonight to sing."

Every bar has a resident band, but if they keep singing on stage, aren't they taking away their livelihood?

He wouldn't have accepted either of those songs if the resident band at this bar wasn't Western.

"No problem, I'll just turn away any other requests for songs."

When the Blue Shark band took the stage again, they received enthusiastic applause, and some people asked them to sing the song they had just sung again.

What's the point of singing the same song again? Besides, it's tiring to keep straining your voice while singing, so Liang Liang chose two relatively easy songs.

One song is "Facial Makeup," and the other is "In the Eyes."

These two songs may not be as amazing as "Love Fire" at first listen; you can only appreciate their charm by listening to them often.

But Chen Haojun was surprised again.

These two songs are in a different style. How can this guy make songs of any style?

The average cost per person at Nuerbat Bar is between HK$100 and HK$300.

The Blue Shark band has five members, while Chen Min's side has four.

Half of the HK$5,000 tip was given to Manager Cui, and the other half was used to pay the bill.

This made Chen Min very unhappy, since he was the one who was treating, but Liang Liang paid the bill instead.

Chen Min's men then drove the Blue Shark band back to their hotel.

After a night without incident, the band continued recording songs the next day.

Today went much better; I actually finished "My Hometown" in just one take.

Liang Liang listened to the demo carefully and thought that the song only needed to be fixed in a few minor places.

Today is a good omen; it's a great start.