Chapter Eleven: Blue Lotus



A woman's heart is like the clouds in the sky, especially the clouds during the hottest days of summer—it changes in an instant.

The three women were supposed to go shopping, but now they've suddenly changed their minds and want to go back to listen to music.

So the four of them headed back home.

Back in the greenhouse, Cuihua quickly opened the cassette tape and inserted it into the old Yanwu tape recorder in the dance troupe, which seemed to be several years old.

This cassette tape originally only contained two songs that Liang Liang could recognize: "Please Walk on the Sidewalk" and "The Light of the Sun".

However, Dou Wei, a genius of his generation, seems to have disappeared, and naturally, "The Light of the Sun" has also vanished without a trace.

Several girls gathered around the tape recorder to listen to songs, while Liang Liang took his guitar outside the greenhouse to practice.

Shannantou Commune is located right next to the sea, and the most common businesses here are frozen food processing plants. It has reached the point where almost every village along the coast has a frozen food processing plant.

Although May is not the peak season for frozen food processing plants, there are still many migrant workers in each plant, especially young women.

When they weren't in class, these girls would wander around Shannantou Street, and naturally they would see the market stalls.

Liang Liang sat on a stool in the shade of the greenhouse, practicing the piano. Before long, more than a dozen girls surrounded him.

Liang Liang is practicing strumming.

Strumming is a technique that is several levels more difficult than barre chords. It takes years to master it; it's not enough to just strum in a way that sounds acceptable.

The famous saying that the real difficulty of playing the guitar lies in the right hand, not the left, is not just a casual remark.

Liang Liang's strumming technique wasn't very good; he always felt that he wasn't strumming the six strings evenly. He planned to practice more in the future.

There are many pieces that can be strummed. Beginners can use "Childhood", those who are more advanced can use "Spring Flowers Will Bloom" and "No More Hesitation", and those who are less advanced can use "Sunny Day" and "Coral Sea".

The song Liang Liang used to practice strumming was "Blue Lotus," and he didn't use a pick, just strummed it by hand.

"Where are you from? What song are you playing?" A pretty girl asked after listening for a while without recognizing the song.

"Call me brother! If you don't call me brother when you go out, you can't get anything done properly. Don't you understand that?" At this time, you have to show some face and put on a show.

"Young man! How old are you that I'm calling you 'brother'? You look like you're only fifteen or sixteen."

"Girl! You might as well just say I'm ten years old, I'm twenty-three."

“You look so young, you don’t even have a beard, you look just like a eunuch in a TV drama.” Another girl was outspoken, saying whatever came to mind.

Liang Liang was exhausted. Whose silly girl is this? Doesn't she know how to talk? You're the one who looks like a eunuch!

"Girl, you're really good with words. Your way of praising people is so bizarre. Be careful you don't end up never getting married."

The girls burst into laughter.

"Erni! Stop interrupting! Little brother! You haven't answered my question yet."

Although the word "little" before "brother" doesn't quite feel right, at least he's still considered a brother.

"This song is called 'Blue Lotus'."

"The Blue Lotus? I've never heard of it."

"There are plenty of songs in this world that you've never heard of, so what's so strange about that?"

"Young man, can you sing about this flower?" the silly girl asked.

"Will you pay me? I'll sing if you pay me!"

"They're so young, they're obsessed with money. All they talk about is money."

"I don't even have a wife right now, of course I need money, and who's going to give me money if I don't have any!"

"Not having a wife is easy. We have more than a dozen women here. If you see one you like, we'll introduce you to one." The silly girl was being silly again.

"Really? They all look great to me, what should I do?"

"You have quite the appetite! Can you afford to feed all of them if you bring them home?"

"I can't afford to raise them!" Liang Liang honestly admitted.

The girls burst into laughter again.

"Hey bro! Can you sing one for me?" the pretty girl asked.

"Singing one song is fine! Our dance troupe will be performing tonight, so you must come and support us!"

How much is a ticket?

"It's not expensive! Only three yuan."

"Three yuan isn't expensive? We only spend one yuan a day on food! If a group of us comes, can you give us a discount?"

"That depends on how many people come. If we can get a few dozen, I can discuss it with the troupe leader."

Group tickets should definitely be offered at a discount.

"If you sing well, we'll go back and promote you. Our factory has over two hundred female workers."

This is a potential fan base! It's a pity that developing a fan economy now seems too advanced.

“You’ve come at the right time. No one has heard this song before. You are the first audience of this song.”

In order to attract these potential customers, Liang Liang plans to unveil the Blue Lotus song ahead of schedule.

Liang Liang picked up his guitar and began playing the intro, followed by a brief pause.

Nothing can stop...

As the word "dang" was sung, the strumming accompaniment began.

"Your yearning for freedom, your unbridled life, your heart free of all worries..."

The girls listened intently, completely silent.

Ming Hongling and her two companions, who had just finished listening to the cassette tape, turned off the tape recorder and heard Liang Liang's singing voice.

"Liang Liang has sung a new song again!"

"Go out and listen quickly."

The three girls ran out of the greenhouse and were dumbfounded.

"Why are there so many people? Is this a concert?"

When Liang Liang's singing began, more people gathered here, and now there were dozens of people outside the greenhouse, both men and women.

Ming Hongling and the other two came to Liang Liang's side, listening and thinking about how to accompany the song.

"The free world in my heart, so clear and lofty, blooms with an everlasting blue lotus~"

Liang Liang's rendition of "Blue Lotus" is an octave higher than the original, her voice soaring high and reaching the heavens, as if countless fireworks were blooming in the sky, adorning the world with unparalleled splendor.

When Liang Liang's guitar stopped playing, the listeners were still in shock.

"Ah! Is that all?" the pretty girl asked, still wanting more.

"Yes! We've finished singing."

"But I haven't had enough yet!"

"Then come to our performance tonight, I guarantee you'll have a great time."

"You sang so well! That last note of yours, I felt like my soul flew up to the sky." The silly girl praised sincerely.

Was this the climax of the song?

"Bro! Sing one more song!"

The "little" in front of "little brother" has been removed, so now it really is "brother".

"You can't sing anymore. If you sing until your voices are hoarse, you won't be able to perform tonight. Alright, girls! It's almost noon, you should go home now. I hope to see your graceful figures at our performance tonight."

When Liang Liang stopped singing, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

"Did you lie to them again? Otherwise, why would they call you 'brother'?"

"Is it wrong for them to call me 'brother'? I'm already twenty-three or twenty-four, there's nothing wrong with them calling me 'brother'!"

Ming Hongling slapped Liang Liang on the back of the head: "You're bragging again!"

Liang Liang got annoyed: "Sister Ming! I'm warning you! If you pat my head or pull my ear again, I'll crawl into your bed tonight."

Lanzhi and Cuihua chuckled: "If you really go and try to get in, Hongling will probably be laughing in her sleep."

Ming Hongling didn't hold back and grabbed Liang Liang's ear, gritting her teeth as she said, "If you don't go to the burrow tonight, you're a bastard!"

That's it! This bastard's reputation is probably going to stick with him forever.

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