What's wrong with this woman? How can she have the leisure to think about this at a time like this?
We have to fight!
Liang Liang launched a kick, but Xu Mei was prepared and dodged it with a twist of her body, giggling incessantly.
Liang Liang and three girls strolled around in the park, attracting envious glances from many people.
They wandered aimlessly through the park and soon found themselves in the center.
As soon as we approached, we saw four people walking towards us with great strides, two of them carrying violin cases.
Everyone wore large sunglasses, looking straight ahead, except for the last one.
Aren't these just a few rotten pieces of garlic from the Red Cliff Band?
Liang Liang is so tired. Wearing sunglasses in the dark, doesn't she get dizzy?
The members of the Red Cliff Band also saw Liang Liang, and He Suoju was the first to rush over.
"Brother Liang! I've heard you're back for ages, but you never come to see me! I'm so glad to see you alive today."
What kind of nonsense is this?
"Stop! Get away from me, you reek of alcohol."
"You don't smell of alcohol at all. You only drank one bottle of beer."
This guy must have drunk at least two bottles; a single bottle of beer definitely wouldn't have such a strong alcohol taste.
The rest of the Red Cliff Band members also gathered around and greeted Liang Liang warmly.
The Red Cliff Band is preparing to work at the Oriental Dance Hall.
"Aren't you afraid of bumping into a lamppost wearing sunglasses in the dark?"
“These aren’t sunglasses, they’re eye-care glasses. And there aren’t any telephone poles in the garden.”
There are no telephone poles in the garden, but there are flower beds and artificial hills. It's better to bump into a telephone pole than an artificial hill.
Also, does wearing glasses prevent dizziness?
"Isn't it because I'm afraid people will recognize me? Otherwise, who would wear this thing at night, in the dark?"
Liang Liang chuckled. He remembered a Chinese proverb: "A dung beetle wearing sunglasses—it's pitch black!"
"Afraid of being recognized? Does that mean you've become a celebrity? Anyone want an autograph? Anyone throwing themselves at you?" Liang Liang teased.
He's much more famous than them, and he's not afraid of being recognized. What are you afraid of?
He Suoju sees things differently from others. After seeing the three girls behind Liang Liang, he pulled Liang Liang aside.
"Xiao Liang! I'm not trying to be mean, but you're so young, you need to take care of your health. Can you handle leading three people at once?" He had a knowing look on his face.
This guy is treating Xu Mei and the other two like fruit.
"Wake up your eyes, these are the contestants from our commune who came to participate in the singing competition, and my neighbor is here too."
What kind of look is that?!
"Damn! I thought it was... you know! Turns out it's your neighbor! I need to get to know her, little sister! What's your name...?"
He Suoju was cut off before he could finish speaking, because Liang Liang covered his mouth.
"Get lost! He's only fifteen. Are you planning to go to jail and eat cornbread for two years?"
"Wow! Only fifteen years old? Why are you so tall!"
"Get out of here! You're never serious!" Li Jun pushed He Suoju aside.
"Liang Liang! Haven't you been to the park tonight? Come on! I'll take you to see a place!"
Without saying a word, Li Jun led Liang Liang straight to the northeast corner of the street garden.
The southeast corner of the street garden and the northwest corner where the Oriental Dance Hall is located are directly opposite each other. It is a little far from Huanghai Street in the city center, and Liang Liang had never been here before.
Even when you're still some distance from the southeast corner, you can faintly hear the sound of a guitar in the air.
The next second, Liang Liang was surprised to find that there was actually a music corner here.
There are quite a few people in this corner, probably around forty or fifty, both men and women.
Having a large number of people isn't a distinctive feature, but having a large number of guitars is.
There are at least twenty guitars in this group, although they are all acoustic guitars and none of them are high-end.
"This is where music lovers in Yahe City gather; we call it the Music Corner!"
"The guys from the Red Cliff Band are here!"
"Brother Li! Your line 'I want to pluck two stars for you' really touched my heart. Can you teach me tonight?"
"Brother Gong! Can you teach me a few tricks?"
The people here clearly know the Red Cliff Band, as evidenced by the fact that a group of girls surrounded them in the blink of an eye, showing just how popular they are.
Gong Xihai was the most popular among them, surrounded by seven or eight girls, their sweet, seductive voices like nightingales and swallows.
"Everyone, please don't crowd around us. We're not the main characters today. We're here to accompany a real big shot. This is Liang Liang, the lead singer and bassist of the Blue Shark band, who came from our small town and is now famous throughout the country!"
Liang Liang was a step too slow and couldn't be stopped, and He Suoju's quick tongue exposed him completely.
It was too late to run now; he, Xu Mei, Gao He, and Xia Dongdong were surrounded in the blink of an eye.
Xu Mei and Gao Hexia were terrified; they had never encountered anything like this before.
Blue Shark is now a top-tier band in China, truly a star-level group.
"Hello everyone!" Liang Liang had no choice but to greet them.
Northern girls are incredibly bold; they really dare to express their thoughts openly, and they started groping Liang Liang indiscriminately.
Liang Liang felt like she had been taken advantage of a dozen times.
Having finally broken free from the women's encirclement, he immediately fell into the men's ambush.
The men, at least, were civilized and wouldn't lay a hand on Liang Liang, but they certainly didn't hold back with their words.
Their questions were naturally technical; how to play the guitar well was the question they asked most often.
Another question is what conditions are needed to form a band.
Liang Liang has answered these questions many times before, so she is very familiar with them.
"There's no secret to playing guitar well. My experience is just to keep playing and playing. Practice for eight hours a day, and you'll be a pro in a year!"
Of course, there is another prerequisite: you need someone to guide you. If you just sit there and play the guitar aimlessly for ten years, you may not become a master.
"As for forming a band, that's quite difficult! First, you need to meet people you click with. You can't just put people together to form a band. People with different interests and ideas can't play in a band together for long."
In addition to answering their questions, Liang Liang also appreciated their guitars and listened to their playing skills at their request.
Their playing level is not high; they are truly beginners.
"Your Red Cotton guitar is less than two hundred, right? With your current skill level, this guitar is a bit mismatched. The sound quality of this plywood guitar is too poor. You should buy a solid wood guitar now. It doesn't have to be too expensive, seven or eight hundred will do."
There's no need for this young man to play a plywood guitar anymore. Even if he can't afford a good guitar, he should at least get a solid wood one.
He can't even tune his instrument properly, so what's the point of practicing?
"Brother Liang! I don't want to play acoustic guitar anymore, I want to buy an electric guitar, can you recommend one?"
Buy an electric guitar? That's great!
His younger brother just happened to have made a few.
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