"Liu Yuyong is one of the best guitarists in Lianwan City so far. The good guitarist I'm talking about is him."
Liang Liang immediately became interested: "Does he have his own band or participate in a band?"
"I don't have a fixed band. I'll join this band for a couple of days today and that band for a couple of days tomorrow. The main problem is that I can't get enough people together. Some people are good enough, but I don't get along with them. And if I get along with them, I'm not good enough. So I'm stuck in this limbo."
There are always unsatisfactory aspects to the world of martial arts.
Liang Liang snapped his fingers: "He's the lead guitarist, I'll play bass and you'll play keyboards. Now we're still missing a drummer. Tell me, is there anyone you like?"
The three women watching TV started to express their opinions.
"You bastard Liang! What did we do then?"
"Three ladies! This dance hall needs a resident band, and the three of you really aren't up to par. This isn't a place for shoddy work. But with you guys doing the work, the dance hall will naturally need waiters to serve drinks and tea, and the people I've hired are guaranteed to be good enough. You can even learn a thing or two from them. Who knows, maybe you'll find your Prince Charming. Even if you don't find your Prince Charming, once the dance hall becomes popular, rich and powerful men will come often, and you can find a rich man to support you for life."
The three women chuckled: "You're always full of twisted logic."
"Fan-ge! Ignore them and let's continue our conversation. Where were we?"
"We need a drummer!"
Are there any good drummers?
Wang Fan thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid the only option is to go to Xiao Yu. She's the best drummer in Lianwan right now."
"Which one is in the Lost Bar tonight?"
She is not in Lianwan City now.
"Isn't that just a waste of time? What's the point of you saying it if she's not here?"
"She went to Yahe and is teaching a group of kids to play drums at the Yahe Youth Palace."
"Didn't anyone teach you in Lianwan? Why did you go to that small place like Yahe?"
"She ran away to Yahe to escape a suitor."
"Holy crap! He's hiding away from his suitor in another city? He must be a really handsome guy!"
"What? She's a girl."
This was completely unexpected for Liang Liang.
A woman? Playing drums?
This seems to be quite rare.
Although many female drummers have emerged more than 20 years later, it seems that only Wang Fang of the Cobra Band is a female drummer now.
"Can she come back?"
"I can't say for sure, it all depends on whether you can persuade her."
To persuade Xiao Yu, we'd have to go back to Yahe.
Liang Liang thought about it and decided that going back home wouldn't be a bad idea. He had been away from home for more than three months since early May, and he was a little homesick, so he decided to go home and visit.
If we can bring Xiao Yu back, we'll be almost all set, except for a keyboard.
"Brother Fan! You play keyboards, you must know a bit about them, right? What are some good keyboards these days?"
"The piano in the Confused Bar is a KB200 from Tianjing Yamaha, which is just passable. It has a high-power amplifier, 38-voice polyphony, a velocity-sensitive keyboard, and a variation function. It can be used in most situations."
I don't remember much about the keyboard beam, but I do have some impression of the KB200.
"This seems to be a product from last year, and it's been hyped up to a really high price, around three to four thousand."
"To be precise, the market standard price is 3,600 yuan."
Liang Liang shook her head: "No good! Is there nothing else?"
The average electronic keyboard on the market costs around 2,000 yuan. If it costs more than 3,000 yuan, you should at least buy a top-of-the-line one; otherwise, you might as well just buy one that costs a little over 1,000 yuan.
"Yamaha seems to have launched a PSR410 a couple of days ago, priced at over 3300 yuan."
Liang Liang knew about PSR410.
In their previous life, when they formed a band, they were short of money, so they spent four hundred yuan to buy a second-hand Yamaha PSR410.
They used that secondhand piano for more than three years.
It's compatible with GM sound libraries, and the demo tracks are excellent; they won't be outdated even a decade or more later. It comprehensively considers the actual needs of performers, allowing for the layering and separation of tones, and sustained notes have a slow decay effect in sustain pedal mode.
It also features multi-track recording, arbitrary decomposition, and multiple custom long tones…
It fully meets the band's needs.
"Hmm! Can I buy it in Lianwan?"
"It seems the department store received a new shipment a few days ago."
"That's it. I'll go raise the money."
Wang Fan admired Liang Liang's boldness, but didn't have much hope that he could make money.
Wang Fan is not only a keyboardist, but also a good drummer. He sat down in front of the drum kit and began to play.
"Your black pearl drum set must cost over ten thousand, right?"
"I'm not sure. I traded it for a song from the people of Xianggang. I don't know the exact amount."
"Ah! You know people from Hong Kong? How did you get to know them?"
"What's so great about people from Xianggang? Su Ennan knows that, right?"
Wang Fan nodded. Lianwan has only produced one pop star, and almost everyone in Lianwan knows him.
“Su Ennan is now signed with a Hong Kong company. I composed some music for him, and as payment, he brought me back a set of second-hand drums from Hong Kong.”
"A second-hand drum? This drum is in pretty good condition. People from their hometown of Gang are really rich; they don't want a drum in such good condition," Wang Fan said enviously.
There was no way around it; back then, even a rural truck driver could keep a mistress in a deep town. People from Hong Kong and Taiwan were treated like royalty when they came to the mainland.
Liang Liang is probably the only person in the whole country who doesn't take Hong Kong and Taiwan seriously.
"Don't be envious. Just live your own life. When you're in your forties, you'll be able to live the life that people in Xianggang are living now."
"real?"
"Trust me, you won't go wrong."
"But what's the use? We're still twenty years behind them, aren't we?"
"Who said that? Would you believe me if I told you that in twenty years Xianggang will be exactly the same as it is now?"
Wang Fan shook his head.
Liang Liang was too lazy to explain; no one would believe her now.
Around nine o'clock, Wang Fan went back to their company dormitory.
"Aren't the three of you going back to sleep?"
Liang Liang should have kept quiet. But as soon as she asked, Zhang Hua ran over and pulled her to the middle of the three of them.
He's incredibly lucky to have women on both sides of him.
"You're trying to seduce some young girl again. We heard you just now."
"Go away! Go play somewhere else. A young lady like you, thinking about things below your waist all day long, aren't you ashamed?"
"Who's thinking about things below the waistline? You want to get this nightclub up and running?"
"I have that idea, otherwise we'd be starving!"
"But you've been making all the arrangements yourself. Why didn't you ask Brother Zheng what he thought? If he doesn't want to do it anymore, then all your efforts have been in vain."
“He will do it. If he really doesn’t want to do it, I’ll take over. Anyway, he still has four months of rent left. He can rely on these few months of rent to make money. If he makes money, he can keep going. If he loses money, he can go home and live an honest life.”
The three women were right to remind him; he had been busy making arrangements for so long without even greeting the person in question, and now it was time to talk to Zheng Tuo.
Liang Liang went to the back and knocked on Zheng Tuo's door.
There was absolutely no issue of disturbing his rest.
This guy sleeps all day long, isn't he afraid of sleeping himself to death?
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