Even if he did have the Compass Band's manager's phone number, they might not believe him.
Therefore, tragedy was destined to happen.
Whether the tragedy occurs or not has little to do with Liang Liang, and he won't be saddened.
Luo Qi just has a good voice.
A woman who got into fights in bars at eighteen, was caught having her stomach sucked the following year, and eventually married a foreigner, has no chance of winning his respect.
"Liang Liang! What was that piece you just played? The tempo was slow, but the chorus sounded really powerful." The spirit-like pickled cabbage jar came running over, accompanied by Xiu Xiu, the youngest dancer in the troupe.
Although she was the youngest, she was still eighteen years old, and her birthday was several months older than Liang Liang's.
Mu Shuihua took Ming Hongling, Lanzhi, and two other girls to do advertising, leaving the two girls at home.
"It's not a piece of music, I just played it randomly."
The other person's album is going to be released next month, and he has no intention of keeping it for himself.
"Liang Liang! Didn't you say you were going to write a song for me?"
A few days ago, Liang Liang said he would write a song for her in the name of Cuihua, but he forgot about it right away.
But Cuihua kept it in mind.
"You really want it?"
"Of course."
"But even if I write it, you still can't sing it!"
Although Cuihua was a bit chubby, she had a good voice and mainly sang folk songs in the song and dance troupe.
"He can sing!"
Liang Liang chuckled: "That's easy, you'll hear it soon."
The accompaniment to this song is very simple; it is essentially a guitar chord intro.
Liang Liang began playing the prelude.
Old Zhang was driving in Northeast China when he crashed!
The driver who caused the accident acted indecently and fled the scene.
Thanks to a man from Northeast China, he was taken to the hospital and received five stitches, and he recovered!
Old Zhang invited him to a meal, but he wouldn't accept it if he didn't drink enough.
He said: We're all from Northeast China back there~
Our area is famous for its Korean ginseng...
In my hometown, we have pork stew with vermicelli...
We're all living people back home...
We don't have people like that where I'm from...
How can you not help people after a car accident...
We have the right thing on our bodies...
That person isn't from Northeast China.
The song is just this one line; it's simple and practical.
"That's it?" Cuihua stared blankly for a long time. The song sounded interesting, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with him.
"Yes! This song only has one verse."
"But what does this have to do with me?"
"Is there one more line I haven't sung yet?"
Liang Liang cleared his throat and sang the last line: "Cuihua! Bring on the sauerkraut!"
Xiuxiu chuckled: "Is this a song?"
"Why not? This is so interesting!"
"Sing it again, one more time, so I can hear it."
Cuihua made a request.
Liang Liang didn't stand on ceremony and sang it again.
"Northeasterners are all living devils" was incredibly popular in 2001.
At that time, the internet had begun to become a part of people's lives, and many people suddenly discovered that in addition to flirting with respectable women in chat rooms, they could also upload songs online.
As a result, many classic online songs were born on the internet during those years.
Songs like "The Pig Song" and "University Student Study Room" are examples.
"Liang Liang! Can you put on a show for me too?"
Xiuxiu's voice wasn't great, but her figure and looks were decent. In the dance troupe, besides dancing and being a backup dancer, she did odd jobs.
She doesn't play any musical instruments, so her status in the group is not high, and she earns the least money.
"You want a show too? What's in it for me?" Liang Liang was bored anyway, so he teased Cough.
"Xiuxiu said she could sleep with me," Cuihua promised Xiuxiu a benefit.
"You stupid Cuihua! Talking nonsense, go serve your sauerkraut." Xiuxiu blushed and gave Cuihua a good beating with her little pink fists.
At this moment, Liang Liang saw a Volga sedan arrive at their song and dance troupe's residence.
Then a man with shiny slicked-back hair got out of the car.
This hairstyle was usually associated with big bosses at the time.
Back then, many bosses and contractors preferred to keep this French style and then apply hair wax.
It glitters with golden light when the sun shines on it.
It's so bright it could blind someone with poor eyesight.
However, later on, thieves and swindlers also liked to have this hairstyle, which ruined the brand.
The guy with the slicked-back hair who came today isn't a conman; back then, conmen might not have owned a car.
He was indeed a boss. Starting in 1991, he engaged in barter trade with the Russians at the Longjiang Port and made quite a bit of money.
He traded one hundred cases of liquor for that car.
The guy with the slicked-back hair is getting married tomorrow, and he was driving around aimlessly when he saw the dance troupe's tent and came running over.
As a respected figure in the area, he believed that hiring a theatrical troupe to perform on his son's wedding day would be a very prestigious thing.
Since Mu Shuihua wasn't home, Bi Sheng was unsure of what to do, so he called Liang Liang over to negotiate the price.
For this kind of nouveau riche, Liang Liang felt that the knife had to be sharpened to a razor's edge and the bamboo pole had to be struck with a resounding clang.
"What! Two thousand two hundred a unit? You guys are really greedy."
The man with the slicked-back hair prided himself on having traveled all over the country and seen the world; he wouldn't be easily taken advantage of.
"Boss Wei! This is the highest price we offer for our dance troupe's performance. The show lasts a full eight hours, divided into afternoon and evening performances, featuring the most and best programs. You could say we'll bring out all our best and most treasured acts. Of course, if you think it's too expensive, we have two other options. The second option is 1,500 yuan, with a six-hour performance, also divided into afternoon and evening performances. Naturally, the shorter time means fewer programs."
"What about the other option?"
"The last option is the cheapest, 800 yuan per show, only performed in the afternoon, no evening, and lasts for three hours. Mr. Wei! As a person of status in Shishan Township, I think you shouldn't be thinking about money at this time. This is the best time for you to expand your reputation in Shishan Township, to win over and befriend the powerful and influential. Spend a little money to achieve great things. As a successful businessman, I think you can definitely distinguish between what's important and what's not."
After careful consideration, Mr. Wei found these words to be very reasonable.
"How about this, I'll take the highest-end model for two thousand."
“Boss Wei! We’re just ordinary folks, it’s not easy for us either, we live a life of hardship. The food, drink and shelter of the whole troupe of more than twenty people depend on the performance. You’re so big and powerful, you probably don’t care about two hundred yuan, right?” Liang Liang pretended to be embarrassed.
Their dance troupe's highest earnings from a single performance are only 860 yuan.
Actually, I'm already secretly happy that I'm getting paid 1,000 yuan per show.
However, based on the logic that every extra point counts, Liang Liang persisted in her relentless pursuit.
"That's all, just two thousand yuan. If you think it's okay, then go for it."
It seems there's not much room for maneuver when it comes to money.
"Then you'll have to provide two meals, lunch and dinner. Is that alright?"
If we can't count on money, then we'll have to look elsewhere.
Finding two meals is quite a lot.
With over twenty people eating two meals, even if they don't get their 200 yuan back, the difference isn't that significant.
"That's not a problem. Two thousand yuan covers two meals. Just bring out your best shows."
"Don't worry, Mr. Wei, we guarantee we'll bring out our best shows to make you all happy."
Under Liang Liang's insistence, Boss Wei left a deposit of five hundred yuan.
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