The song "Nothing to My Name" appeared eight years late, and its meaning was somewhat out of date. However, its melody remained the same. Although it did not appear on the eve of the refreshing rock and roll era in 1986, it was still loved by the audience.
After "Nothing to My Name" comes "The Fake Monk".
In this arrangement, Liang Liang strengthened the status of the guzheng, not only extending the time of the guzheng solo at the beginning, but also incorporating numerous guzheng chords and solos in the middle and the coda.
This further enhances the desolate atmosphere of a journey.
Then there's "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty".
The skillful arrangement and melody of the song "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty" from my previous life were clearly created by those Green Island people who had been immersed in European and American music for many years.
However, in this life, the Green Island people had nothing to do with it. Liang Liang clearly remembered every instrument and took care of it himself.
Blue Shark has performed these two songs many times before, so there's nothing new about them.
"Nothing to My Name" and "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty" are two songs with completely different styles. Liang Liang neither strained his voice nor strained his voice, but sang them in his true voice from beginning to end, which surprisingly created a situation where the styles were similar.
Following "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty" was Liang Liang's first performance of "Back to Lhasa" in Xi'an.
This song was being performed for the first time in Lianwan City; Blue Shark hadn't even sung it many times at the Haiyun Dance Hall.
However, this song by the brother, Pacific Ocean, was released in a compilation album.
This medley has been on the market for over a month, and it reached a million sales volume half a month ago. Now it's heading towards a double million sales volume.
Blue Shark Band will receive another substantial income.
As expected, the live performance of "Back to Lhasa" once again won a standing ovation.
Finally, there's "Longing is a Knife".
With the addition of a DJ, this song becomes very different from songs with only a band accompaniment, turning the whole song into a pure DJ dance track.
After Liang Liang stopped singing the lyrics, the two female DJs, who were having a great time, improvised a dance track for almost a minute and a half, pushing the concert to its final frenzy.
"Fellow citizens of Lianwan City, it's time to say goodbye to this Lianwan City rock concert. Tell me loudly, are you happy?"
"Happy!"
"Louder!"
"Happy!!!"
"Your happiness is our greatest wish. The flowers bloom the same every year, but the people change year after year. We hope that all your wishes come true and that you will always be happy in the days to come. Good night!"
After saying goodnight, Liang Liang said that everyone should go home and find their own mothers.
But what's going on with no one leaving?
All the audience members were reluctant to leave and showed no intention of departing.
This surprised Liang Liang.
"What do you mean by still sitting there? We're leaving! Oh! I get it! Didn't you hear enough? That's easy, we'll still be here the night after tomorrow. To accommodate those who didn't get tickets, we'll be adding an extra show. Please tell those who missed this concert."
Upon hearing Liang Liang's words, the people below the stage cheered and left the stadium.
This time, even advertising costs were saved.
After the audience left, the performers also removed their makeup and changed their clothes.
Han Chui had already prepared a privately owned Huanghai bus outside, and dozens of people were crammed into the bus.
Half an hour later they returned to the Ocean Shipping Ballroom.
Han Chui had already booked five tables at the Huanghai Hotel, and the banquet would begin as soon as the guests arrived.
If the performance is a success, naturally a celebration banquet or something will be held.
"Come on! Everyone, raise your glasses!" Liang Liang stood up, holding a wine glass.
The entire room of more than forty people stood up in unison.
"First of all, thank you all for your hard work! The successful performance tonight is all thanks to everyone. Come on! Regardless of gender, let's have a drink!"
After saying that, Liang Liang took the lead and drank it all in one gulp.
"Please be seated, everyone!"
After everyone sat down, Liang Liang pointed at Han Chui.
"Brother Han! Tell everyone the accounts from our concert."
Han Chui stood up with a grin.
"First of all, I wish everyone a successful performance. Our concert was sold out, with 5,840 tickets sold, bringing in 46,960 yuan. After deducting venue rental, advertising, taxes, and other expenses such as setup, the total came to 15,450 yuan, leaving a balance of 31,510 yuan. We've already announced the distribution plan beforehand: the surplus will be distributed according to the number of songs performed. We sang a total of 29 songs at this concert, and each song is worth 1,000 yuan. So, after deducting 29,000 yuan, the remaining 2,510 yuan is what we're offering for the banquet in front of you all now. Is there anything else you don't understand?"
No one raised any objections.
"Since everyone agrees, I'll start dividing the money. After that, we'll have a good drink, then go back to sleep. No harassment allowed!"
Han Chui's last sentence elicited a burst of laughter.
Han Chui picked up a small bag and took out a handful of red envelopes from it.
This thing was already prepared in advance.
"Green Wall Band, this is yours."
The green wall was at another table. Han Zhanhe jogged over and happily took the red envelope from Han Chui's hand.
"No one is allowed to embezzle!"
"Three-Legged Cats Band, yours."
Shen Hao, the keyboardist of the Three-Legged Cats band, came over excitedly.
"What are you doing here? I was waiting for your pretty girl to come over so I could touch her hand, but you stupid old man ran over here first, how boring!"
Han Chui's words elicited laughter, and Zhou Xue's face turned slightly red.
"Pah! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"
Han Chui curled his lip: "Don't brag! Show me an ivory. If you can produce an ivory, I'll propose to you tomorrow and then treat you like a precious treasure at home!"
"I don't care! If I were to hire someone like you who's unreliable and doesn't know what's going on, I'd be incredibly frustrated!" Zhou Xue said with a laugh.
Amidst the laughter and chatter, Han Chui distributed the money that each band was entitled to.
He put the last red envelope in his pocket.
This belongs to my own band; we'll distribute it when we get back.
It was only five thousand yuan in total, so I didn't take it too seriously.
They didn't take it seriously, but other bands did.
For example, the bands Tianbian and Rose Grass are two bands that have only been performing at the Haiyun Dance Hall for less than a month. They perform two or three of their own songs a day and can get a share of the profits.
Two thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for them.
Even for those who entered the cabaret performance scene earlier than them, two thousand yuan is a lot of money.
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