Huang Jiajun picked up the sheet music and hummed along as he looked at it.
He hummed just two lines and was certain that if the rhythm didn't go astray, it would be a very good song.
As soon as Huang Jiajun hummed Chen Haojun's tune, he knew which song it was—"The Invisible Wind"—and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"I think the style of this song is very similar to your band's style. With just a few minor modifications and the addition of appropriate accompaniment, it will be an excellent piece, and might even become a dark horse in your new album," Liang Liang gave a fair assessment.
Huang Jiajun agreed with Liang Liang's assessment, and the sheet music was then passed on to Huang Jiaqiang and Ye Shirong, where it also received their praise.
Chen Haojun listened to the band members' comments on his work with excitement and joy, feeling as sweet as if he had drunk sugar water.
"Xiao Liang! Our band has a new member. When do you think we should hold a fan meeting to introduce the new member?"
Asking Liang Liang this question is like asking your own knees.
"Brother Jiajun! We know very little about the lifestyle and customs of your hometown, so we can't offer any valuable suggestions. However, I think it would be better to introduce the new members when the fans are introducing the new album, once the planning is almost complete."
Huang Jiajun thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Then we'll officially announce the new members when we introduce the new album. But by then, the paparazzi will probably have already made it public."
"It would be better if the paparazzi released the information, since you wouldn't admit it anyway. When interviewed by the media, give vague and ambiguous answers. This might pique people's curiosity and help increase the band's popularity."
Curiosity is human nature; otherwise, the proverb "curiosity killed the cat" wouldn't exist.
Huang Jiajun agreed with Liangliang's suggestion.
Although the Blue Shark band had gained some recognition in the industry, no one in Hong Kong knew them because they hadn't released any albums.
On the contrary, the band Beyond has a relatively high profile in Hong Kong. When they appear in bars, they naturally attract the attention of some girls, and soon they are surrounded by a bunch of girls, both good-looking and not so good-looking.
Even Chen Haojun had two girls flirting with him.
"Does Xianggang have fruit too?" Wang Fan was naive and innocent.
“Anyone who makes a name for themselves in a band will always have women around them, no matter where they are,” Liu Yuyong explained to Wang Fan.
Liang Liang smiled without saying a word. Suddenly, he thought of Xiao Qian and Xiao Yao. As soon as he thought of them, he glanced at Xiao Yu guiltily.
Wait a minute! Why should I care about Xiao Yu's feelings? She's not my official girlfriend.
This is a bad sign. Could it be that I've unknowingly started to care about her attitude?
If that's the case, wouldn't this be considered a relationship developed through her ear-pinching and arm-stretching abuse?
If that's really the case, wouldn't I become a worthless woman?
The members of Beyond were quickly dragged onto the dance floor by the girls.
Young people naturally tend to choose to dance at disco, making the dance floor appear eerily crowded.
DJs at this time didn't have as many computer synthesis software programs; their equipment consisted of various synthesizers, drum machines, and vinyl records. Although the sound quality wasn't as good as it would be a decade or more later, Liang Liang found it to have a strong retro feel.
The song playing now is "Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Roses" by Su Ennan.
Liang Liang suddenly realized that it had been a long time since she had seen him.
Su Ennan is currently on vacation in China and not in Xianggang. It is said that he will be holding a concert at Green Island Little Egg before the Lunar New Year, and will come to Xianggang in a few days to prepare for the concert.
Liang Liang was leisurely sipping his drink and enjoying the scenery, but after taking a sip, he suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back.
Is there something wrong with this drink?
Liang Liang looked at the drink in the cup; it seemed there was nothing wrong with it.
But that feeling didn't disappear.
Liang Liang rotated his head 360 degrees. When his head was turned behind him, the sensation disappeared, but he did not find anything suspicious.
Liang Liang frowned, and just as she was about to say something, her stomach suddenly swelled up.
Urgent need to urinate.
"I'm going to the restroom." Liang Liang said goodbye to the person next to her and got up to go to the restroom.
"Wait for me! I'm coming too." Wang Fan had drunk a few beers and felt a bit bloated, so he also needed to vent.
The two of them went into the restroom together.
Entering the restroom and feeling the rush of a great river, I immediately felt relaxed and refreshed.
After relieving herself of her stomachache, Liang Liang washed her hands at the sink.
For some reason, the restroom, which should have been bustling with people, was unusually quiet, as if it were just the two of them, Wang Fan and I.
The silence made me feel uneasy.
Wang Fan originally logged into his alt account, but unexpectedly, the alt account lured out his main account halfway through, and he switched to logging into his main account.
Liang Liang lowered his head to wash his hands, but after only a couple of swipes, that pricking feeling returned, even stronger than before.
Liang Liang sensed something was wrong and looked up.
He looked up and saw two young men walking towards him from behind with expressionless faces in the mirror.
Liang Liang felt a strong sense of danger.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Liang Liang turned around and shouted.
But the next second, he felt a chill on his waist as a short blade pressed against his lower abdomen.
"If you want to live, keep quiet!" a bespectacled man said expressionlessly.
"Follow us obediently and don't try anything funny along the way, or there will be another dead body on Xianggang Street tomorrow."
In such a situation, if one chooses to die rather than submit, they are very likely to become a wronged victim.
Liang Liang didn't want to become a wronged ghost; he hadn't even gotten married yet in this life.
So he obediently sat between the two men and walked out of the graffiti bar.
Wang Fan, who was defecating, was struggling with some kind of unidentified excrement when he suddenly heard Liang Liang shout, "Who are you? What do you want?"
This shout caused the excrement that Wang Fan had been struggling with for so long to slip out of his anus with a slurping sound.
After hurriedly tidying up the mess, Wang Fan ran out of the cubicle.
Someone had already gone into the restroom, but Liang Liang was not there.
Wang Fan hurriedly ran out of the restroom and back to their seats.
The members of Beyond were still swaying and dancing on the dance floor, Liu Yuyong was leaning back on the sofa drinking his bitter beer, and Xiao Yu was tilting his head to look at the dance floor.
"Hasn't Liang Liang come back?" Wang Fan's heart skipped a beat when he didn't see Liang Liang.
"Didn't he go to the bathroom with you? Why did he come back to ask us?" Xiao Yu asked, puzzled.
Wang Fan didn't say anything, and then ran back to the bathroom.
"Nonsense!" Xiao Yu turned her head and continued to look at the dance floor.
Two minutes later, Wang Fan ran back, covered in sweat.
"Liang Liang has disappeared!"
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