After Shan Gou Gou finished singing "Crazy for Love," there was still half an hour left before the concert ended at 4 p.m.

Liang Liang stopped rambling on for the next half hour, as there was no need to waste any more time.

There are still five or six songs left to sing.

Great songs kept coming out one after another.

"Blue Lotus", "Truly Love You", "Love Fire", "Longing is a Knife", "The Feeling of Flying".

The audience was completely swept up in the excitement and thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

These audience members never expected that this band from the North could sing Cantonese songs, and sing them with perfect pronunciation.

What's going on?

Of the twenty-five songs performed in the entire concert, all but the opening three-song medley were composed by them, regardless of who sang them.

This is simply a miracle.

"All good things must come to an end. The Blue Shark Band's mini-concert has also come to a close. We hope our songs have given you a happy afternoon. Goodbye, friends!"

"Are you still holding concerts?"

The audience seemed reluctant to leave, with many feeling that the three-hour mini-concert was too short and hoping that the Blue Shark band could hold a larger concert lasting more than four hours.

"We haven't considered that yet. The difference between a small concert and a large concert is huge. I'm afraid we don't have the capacity to host a large concert right now. If we do have that capacity in the future, we will definitely come back to Haikou to hold a large concert. However, we have signed up for the Tengda Junior High School Cup Haikou City Song Grand Prix. The competition will start the day after tomorrow. Friends who want to see our performance, please come and support us."

This news surprised many people in the audience, including Zhou Anming.

Blue Shark Band actually participated in the song competition?

"We will definitely come to the Junior High School Dance Hall to cheer you on!"

Blue Shark now has a loyal fanbase.

After the audience left, just as the band was preparing to clean up, Zhu Anming unexpectedly stopped them.

"Our dance hall staff will be here soon, let them clean up! You all can rest for a bit."

Liang Liang glanced out the window; the sun was still setting in the west.

After the concert, it was time to divide the spoils.

It's time to settle accounts with them.

A total of 600 tickets were printed for this concert, of which 560 were seated and the remaining 40 were standing tickets.

However, halfway through the performance, the difference between standing and seated tickets became negligible, and they all became standing tickets.

Except for a few people sitting comfortably in the first row.

Of the 600 tickets, 20 were kept by the staff, and 580 were actually sold.

The standing tickets were two yuan cheaper than the seated tickets, so a total of more than 5,700 yuan were sold.

The venue rental fee, equipment usage fee, water and electricity fee, and security fee at the Guozhong Dance Hall totaled 3,300 yuan, and the business tax was over 600 yuan.

After deducting these expenses, there was still a profit of 1,800 yuan left.

Although the profit is not much, it's better than losing money. At least everyone can get 300 yuan.

Liang Liang handed the money bag from the National Central Song and Dance City to Zhou Anming.

"Boss Zhou! Here's your money, a total of three thousand four hundred yuan. Please count it."

Zhou Anming took the money bag and surprisingly counted out another four hundred yuan, which he then gave to Liang Liang.

"It's not easy for anyone! I'll just take a round number."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Anming handed Liang Liang a bottle of leaf juice: "Little Liang! Your voice is excellent, you sang very well."

"Mr. Zhou, you flatter me. I'm just trying to make a living."

"Xiao Liang! Your band is probably the highest-class band in Haikou. At least, from what I've personally seen, there's no one better. A band of your caliber should perform on a high-class stage. Although our Guozhong Dance Hall wouldn't dare say it's the best dance hall in Haikou, we're definitely one of the top three. Would you be interested in performing here?"

While praising the Blue Shark band, they also lavishly complimented their own home.

"Boss Zhou! Thank you for your kind invitation, but our schedule is rather tight. We've collaborated with Hong Kong's Jinmeng Company to release an album, and we'll be going to Hong Kong in the middle of next month to film the music video to promote it. We really wanted to stay at your studio for a while, but alas!"

Liang Liang shook his head and sighed, looking as if he had missed a good opportunity.

"Didn't you sign up for the Tengda Junior High School Cup Grand Prix?"

"Yes! We saw that the prize money was quite generous, and we were thinking of giving it an award for excellence or something."

"Your level is more than just an award of excellence. Let me put it this way: if you really participated, you should be able to win one of the three major awards."

"Haha! Mr. Zhou, you must be joking. How could that be? We are very self-aware."

"Xiao Liang! How about this? You can come and perform at our dance hall, even if it's just until you go to Xianggang to shoot your MTV next month. During this time, you can represent our dance hall in this competition. With the influence of our Guozhong Shopping Mall and the strength of your Blue Shark Band, I wouldn't be surprised if you win a big prize."

"Boss Zhou! Is this a good idea? It makes people think we got in through connections."

"Your own strength is what it is; in the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are in vain."

That makes a lot of sense.

"Since Mr. Zhou is so sincere, we shall accept his offer. However, we have a performance with the Pacific Arts Troupe tonight, and the Blue Shark Band will not be able to come to the National Chung Chung Dance City until tomorrow at the earliest."

"No problem! I don't care which day it is."

"Then it's settled for this week. However, we need to discuss the specifics with our agent, and he will talk to you about it tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Sure! We'll need a contract for that."

Liang Liang politely said goodbye to Zhou Anming.

Upon returning to our lodgings, the first thing we did was enjoy ourselves.

It's about dividing the money.

"My original plan for this concert was just to break even, but I didn't expect it to make money. Zhou Anming asked for 400 yuan less, so we have a profit of 2,200 yuan. Each member of the band will get 300 yuan, each guest will get 100 yuan, and Han Chui, you can find a way to give the remaining 100 yuan to Liu Wen, but don't let anyone else see it."

"Xiao Liang! Pacific only has one performance left tonight. They're going back to Guangzhou tomorrow. You don't need to pay this hundred yuan, right?"

"Look at you, so pathetic. You're only interested in a hundred dollars. You should grow up to be tall like a giraffe, instead of living like a mole."

Han Chui scratched his head. "Do I look like a mole?"

"Fish! Do I look like a mole?"

Xiao Yu paused for a moment, then nodded firmly: "Yes!"