Liang Liang stayed at home for two days and learned about everything. He then saw no need to stay in Liangshuiwan Village any longer.
On October 5th, he, Xu Mei, and Xing Chenghu returned to Lianwan City.
Wang Fan didn't travel with them; he returned a few hours later than Liang Liang and the others.
No sooner had Liang Liang returned to the Haiyun Dance Hall than Wang Xueshan came knocking on her door a day later, using the address and phone number Liang Liang had left her.
It takes four or five hours to drive from Xiliu to Lianwan City. He arrived in Lianwan City at 1 p.m. in his Jinbei 130, which he didn't know had owned for many years.
They weren't worried about his beat-up car breaking down halfway through the journey.
Liang Liang sent Xing Chenghu to Xianglujiao Station to pick him up and take him to the Maritime Dance Hall.
Before he could even wash off the dust of his journey, Wang Xueshan eagerly went into Haiyun Piano Shop to visit Liang Liang's music store.
"Holy crap! You actually sell drum kits and keyboards here, and so many high-end items."
"What do you mean by high-end? The most expensive violin here doesn't even cost more than 10,000 yuan. The really expensive ones just don't sell. Most of these are mid-to-low-end violins under 5,000 yuan."
Wang Xueshan stopped in the acoustic guitar area, feeling a bit dazzled by the three rows of guitars hanging on the wall.
"Which guitar did you make yourself?"
Liang Liang pointed to the bottom row of guitars and said, "Look, they all have 'Best of Win' on the label."
Wang Xueshan counted them and found that there were five Best Winner guitars hanging in the bottom row.
"From left to right, they are priced at 180 yuan, 280 yuan, 380 yuan, 480 yuan and 580 yuan respectively. The ones below 300 yuan are non-electric versions, and the electric versions are about 50 yuan more expensive."
Although Bi Sheng is now making low-end guitars, low-end guitars are also divided into different grades.
Wang Xueshan picked out a guitar priced at 380 yuan, which was in the middle range.
"Give it a try!" Almost everyone who sells musical instruments is an expert, so there's no reason why Wang Xueshan wouldn't know how to play the guitar. He might as well give it a shot!
"I won't show off my skills in front of people like you, lest I make a fool of myself. Just play a little for me to hear."
Liang Liang picked up the wooden guitar that Wang Xueshan was holding, which was priced at 380 yuan. After tuning the strings, he played Zhu Jiaming's "Flower Market".
Zhu Jiaming is one of the more outstanding fingerstyle guitarists in China. In 2010, he won the runner-up prize in the international group at the International Fingerstyle Music Festival.
His "Flower Market" is a creative piece that blends American fingerstyle guitar, Chinese style, and jazz.
He had tried fingerstyle guitar for a while when it became popular in his previous life, and this piece still left an impression on him.
However, fingerstyle guitar became popular more than a decade later. In 1994, it was still very unfamiliar to most people in China, and even people in the music industry were not very familiar with it.
Liang Liang's fingerstyle guitar skills aren't very high; he's only half-baked, but it's enough to fool Wang Xueshan.
Wang Xueshan looked at Liang Liang playing the zither with an even more bewildered expression.
"Won't you break the guitar by hitting it like that?"
"Brother Wang! You should be concerned about the tone, why are you worried about whether the guitar will get damaged?"
How can you tell just by listening?
"Although I sell guitars, I'm not really an expert because I got into this relatively late. I just feel like I'm okay with it!"
"A guitar that costs no more than four hundred yuan, if you think it's okay, then it's fine. Don't be too picky. By the way! Why didn't Zhang Hongyan come with you?"
“He went back to Linyi and won’t come over. He said I can handle it as long as I think it’s okay. Then I’ll call him and he can come directly from Linyi to Lianwan to pick up the goods.”
Could these two have gone to a brothel together?
The next step is naturally to discuss the price of guitars and the quantity of guitars available.
After the price was agreed upon, Bi Sheng took Wang Xueshan to visit the workshop and prepared some goods for him.
That afternoon, Wang Xueshan drove his car—a car that never needs a horn—home with seventy wooden guitars.
As soon as Xu Mei returned home, she threw herself into DJ practice like a madwoman. She had mastered the song "Help Help Help," and she had not only mastered playing the song but also developed her own way of singing it.
Her voice isn't particularly outstanding. In Liang Liang's words, although she has all the five notes but lacks the six tones, it's only at the karaoke level. It's better than karaoke but not at the level of a professional singer.
If you were to walk down the street with your eyes closed and call out ten people with that kind of voice, you could probably pick out one of them.
Regardless of her skill level, after Xiaoqian and Xiaoyao went to the south and no one sang this song, she was forced to take on the task. Unexpectedly, her performance was recognized by the snobbish people who frequented the disco, so she went along with it and made the song her own.
What finally made Liang Liang both laugh and cry was that the song "Help Help Help," which she sang and played by her master and apprentice, actually became the signature song of Haiyun Disco. Whenever this song played, the disco would turn into a sea of madness.
Human beings' greatest flaw is greed; the saying "eating what's in the pot while eyeing what's in the bowl" perfectly describes this flaw.
Xu Mei was the same way. After she had her fill of being a singer, she went to Liang Liang and begged him to let her sing two more exciting DJ tracks for her.
Liang Liang initially refused. She thought that Xu Mei was already a winner in life, playing guitar and DJing. Now she was planning to sing. Did she not want anyone else to live?
This is bad! Xu Mei, who was just worried about not finding an excuse to be with him, now has a reason.
I'll follow you wherever you go, I'll eat when you eat, I'll drink when you drink, and I'll sleep when you sleep.
"What if I need to use the toilet to poop?"
"I just stood there with the paper in my hand, waiting."
"Why are you taking the paper?" Liang Liang didn't understand.
"Is it alright if I wipe your butt?" Xu Mei said irritably.
You fucking bastard, wipe it for me...
Why do I feel like I've become a little kid?
"You can't do this! Your birthday is in a week, and you'll be sixteen. A sixteen-year-old girl can give up anything, but she must have her dignity. What you're doing is shameless!"
"Ah! You remember when my birthday is?"
"Of course I remember! We've been childhood sweethearts since we were little. If I don't even know your birthday, what kind of childhood sweethearts would I be?"
Xu Mei feigned shyness: "So you still have feelings for me."
Look at that! That's how women are; if you give them a smile, they'll start talking about love.
"Wake up! It's almost 10 a.m., time to get up!"
As Liang Liang spoke, he walked towards the restroom. When he reached the restroom door, he turned around and was surprised to find that Xu Meizhen had followed him.
"Hey! You're not really coming in here, are you?"
"I followed suit!"
Liang Liang was exhausted: "If it weren't for the fact that we're neighbors, I would have strangled you and flushed you down the drain. I'm scared of you! I'll write it for you after I finish using the toilet, okay?"
Xu Mei smiled slyly.
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