The music school was very lively. As you walked past this window, you could hear a sound like cotton being fluffed. But as you walked past the window of the next building, you could hear a sound like metal buckets being banged.
The only pleasant sound was from the electronic keyboard classroom; although it was a bit off-key, it was still much better than fluffing cotton or banging on a metal bucket.
It's around 1:30 pm now. Because of the overcast weather, the temperature isn't very hot, and the cicadas in the trees aren't making any noise. I don't know if it's because it's going to rain or because they've been scared away by the various noises coming from here.
Fortunately, although there are houses behind and to the right of this abandoned factory, they are quite far away from the factory, so these people do not suffer from noise.
Liang Liang wandered around the school alone, imitating his elementary school homeroom teacher who loved to peer through the windows.
When his homeroom teacher peeked through the window, the consequences were usually chaotic, but when Liang Liang peeked through the window, nothing happened.
Even when students saw him, they treated him like a random passerby and didn't take him seriously at all.
This made him feel like a complete failure and utterly boring.
So he turned around and walked out of the school gate.
Instead of returning to the dance hall through the back door, he went east along the small street in front of the school, and after Xiao Jie and the north-south street merged, he turned around and went south back to the front of the dance hall.
Xing Chenghu, the night watchman on duty at the entrance of the dance hall, found it strange that Liang Liang came out of the alley.
However, he didn't say anything, just smiled at Liang Liang.
The street in front of the dance hall was sparsely populated with vehicles and pedestrians, far fewer than the square across the street.
There were many people strolling around the square, some sitting on chairs chatting, some walking their dogs in the park, and young men and women talking and flirting among the trees.
In the 1990s, when there weren't many love hotels, young people in the city were really pitiful; they didn't even have a place to find a partner and have a relationship.
Therefore, some entertainment venues have become popular dating spots for these young people, including his Ocean Shipping Ballroom.
He felt it necessary to create some favorable conditions for the love of these poor young people.
The ticket price should be reduced by two yuan.
With the rise of discos, dance halls have been impacted to some extent, and Liang Liang has been considering this issue for the past two days.
Lowering the ticket price threshold will encourage more young people to patronize nightclubs.
Although young people don't have much money.
And could we make use of the plaza in front of the gate?
How about we organize a music festival next year?
The earliest Midi Music Festival in China won't appear for several years. Is it worthwhile for him to hold the Haiyun Music Festival here now?
Making money temporarily is not a concern; as long as you don't lose money, that's fine.
They'll just build up their reputation first, and then think about making money once they've gained more influence.
As Liang Liang was lost in thought, two somewhat tired-looking people and a taxi stopped in front of the Haiyun Dance Hall.
A person went to the duty room and seemed to be asking something.
Xing Chenghu stuck his head out of the small window of the gatehouse and shouted at Liang Liang, who was wandering around lost in thought, "Little Liang! These two people who are talking gibberish are looking for you."
This completely baffled Liang Liang. Someone who was talking in a daze came looking for him?
These two guys aren't foreigners, so why are they talking in a foreign language?
Can't you speak Mandarin?
Liang Liang walked over and stopped in front of the two people.
"I am Liang Liang. You're looking for me?"
"Our department is from Hangzhou-Hong Kong..."
His Mandarin wasn't even as good as his neighbor's three-year-old child's; it sounded like he had something in his mouth.
However, Liang Liang immediately guessed who the other person was.
"Did Boss Jin send you?"
The other person spoke with a strong Cantonese accent, so they must be from Hong Kong.
"Boss Jin asked us to deliver the equipment."
Jin Hao was really fast; he delivered the goods in just three days.
"Brother Tiger! Have someone carry these things inside. Be careful, they're fragile. Please come in, gentlemen! Have a seat in the dance hall!"
"No! Once we deliver the goods, our mission is complete. We'll find a place to stay for the night and head back tomorrow."
Liang Liang called Han Chui out and asked him to arrange a hotel for the two people from Xianggang.
When someone delivers goods, you should at least arrange a place for them to stay.
When these devices were moved into the rehearsal room of the dance hall, the bands that were rehearsing there gathered around to watch the spectacle.
Liang Liang called Lin Hanrui over.
"Xiaolin! I've bought the turntable and mixer. Now it's up to you to show your skills."
With the help of the Sanjiaomao band, and under Lin Hanrui's direction, the equipment was installed and connected.
Lin Hanrui was also a bit troubled when she saw this equipment, as it was quite different from the equipment she had learned about.
The equipment she used with her tenant was a previous generation Denon dual CD player, which was very different from the Pioneer 100 that Liang Liang bought.
"Don't rush! Take your time, I believe you'll figure it out. I'm counting on you to train an apprentice for me."
Lin Hanrui will return to the South when school starts. In this month or so, even if he can't teach an excellent DJ, he can at least teach a beginner, right?
One of our own people must master this technology.
Although Lin Hanrui was a little confused about the new equipment, the principles of Didi Chuxing are all the same, with only minor differences. She fiddled with it for more than half an hour according to the instruction manual and basically figured it out.
Lin Hanrui took out a vinyl record and demonstrated a piece of music to prove her ability.
"From now until you start school, I'll give you 1,200 yuan for these 40-plus days, including food and lodging. If you agree, hurry up and create a music library so you can start working as soon as possible."
Liang Liang highly approves of his abilities.
"I need to buy some film, and some other necessities!" Lin Hanrui didn't answer whether she would do it or not, but made a request.
"Make a list of what you want to buy, then go to Manager Mu. She will solve all your problems!"
Now that she has the DJ equipment and people to play, the next step is to arrange an apprentice for her.
Liang Liang hasn't decided who to assign yet.
After teaching all day, Xu Wei returned to his dormitory and suddenly felt like he had some inspiration, so he picked up his guitar and started strumming.
At first, the rhythm was chaotic, but after playing for more than ten minutes, the melody began to become regular.
Time and time again
Return together
In my dream
Flying with you in the sunshine...
Xu Wei sang while playing the piano, and wrote down his notes after singing a few lines.
That night, he was composing songs and didn't go to the dance hall in front of him. In one night, he created a song called "Bluebird".
Liang Liang didn't go to the nightclub tonight. After dinner, he stayed in his dormitory thinking. Today is July 16th, and he felt it was necessary to go home.
The Oriental Harvest Cup Farmers' Singer Grand Prix is about to begin in August, and the people of Yahe are waiting for him to return as a judge.
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