The precocious Xu Mei now has a very good understanding of Liang Liang's weaknesses.
In the past year, she has noticed that Liang Liang's personality has changed a lot.
When Liang Liang was a child, he was definitely not as thick-skinned as he is now, and he certainly didn't speak as recklessly as he does now.
She didn't take these changes seriously, but she took advantage of Liang Liang's weakness of being entangled.
It seems like trying to be tough with him now is pointless, and trying to be gentle doesn't seem to have much of a market either.
The only way to get him to back down is to be neither too soft nor too hard, and then he'll be helpless.
And so she succeeded again.
Xu Mei smiled as she watched Liang Liang rush into the restroom in a panic.
Now she's pestering him for songs, but when she grows up, she'll pester him to marry her. She doesn't believe he'll dare to reject her.
A few minutes later, Liang Liang walked out of the bathroom looking relaxed, probably having relieved himself. He even recited a poem as he left.
With a loud crash, the steel door opened, and a yellow dragon flew out…
"Ugh! That's disgusting! Can you be any more disgusting?" Xu Mei covered her ears.
"Whose little girl is this? You're running up to the toilet door to listen to this? Does your mother know?" Liang Liang said seriously.
"Stop talking nonsense! Write me a song now!"
"When did I agree to write a song for you? I get paid to write songs for other people. Do you have any money?"
Oh dear! This shameless person pulls up their pants and then denies it... Pshaw! Inappropriate wording!
"I have no money! But I have connections, look, I'll offer myself..."
"What song were you going to write again?" Liang Liang quickly interrupted Xu Mei.
Women these days have no bottom line. They expect to offer themselves to someone after just three sentences. Who can stand that?
"It's just as catchy and cheerful as 'Help Help Help'."
"Okay! I got it. You can go back to the disco now!"
"I'll wait to get it!"
"Hey lady! Are you in such a hurry because your house is on fire? This is songwriting, not graffiti, you can't just scribble it out in the blink of an eye."
"You write songs quickly; you can write them in the blink of an eye. When you were writing songs for the Yinna River Band, you wrote several in an hour."
"Isn't that when I'm inspired? When I'm inspired, I can write a song in ten minutes. When I'm not inspired, I can't write a song even in ten days. Go home and wait patiently. I'll send it to you when it's finished!"
Xu Mei thought about it and realized that she couldn't say he was talking nonsense; there was some truth to it.
"But you must write two poems within ten days!"
"What! Say it again so I can hear it."
"If you don't write two poems, I'll tell my aunt when I go home for Chinese New Year that you bullied me, that you hugged and kissed me and then..."
Liang Liang covered Xu Mei's mouth with his hand: "Fine! Just two songs! If you dare to ask for more, I'll sell you to Southeast Asia."
Xu Mei laughed and went back to the disco, not because she was afraid of being sold to Southeast Asia.
Having finally gotten rid of the annoying little pest, Han Chui entered Liang Liang's office, panting heavily.
He picked up the kettle on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and prepared to drink it all in one gulp.
The result was that his mouth was burned, but fortunately he braked in time, and the consequences were not too serious.
"You heartless bastard, you just stood there watching? Would it kill you to remind me?"
"Don't exaggerate, the water is a bit cool, it's not hot anymore, and it's far from the heart!"
"It's not even cold yet, which hot water are you drinking right now?"
"You can't even tell the difference between hot and cold water, and you still have the nerve to blame me? Who said we can't drink hot water now? I drink boiled water in the middle of summer!"
This isn't fake; he often boils water to drink even during the hottest days of summer.
"You're a monster!"
"Just say what's on your mind, I have a lot on my plate!"
"I've taken care of everything for the experimental concert in Lianwan City. The specific date is November 6th. The reason I chose the 6th of next month is because the city will start heating on the 5th of next month."
This timing should be acceptable.
Lianwan City has the highest temperature in Northeast China. Even in winter, Landi City and Yahe City, which are in the same region, are two or three degrees lower in temperature than Lianwan City.
Even so, temperatures began to drop in November, and heating was turned on citywide on the 5th. Stadiums where events were held would also be heated, so the indoor temperature was still acceptable to the human body.
"The performance permit and venue rental have all been approved. Now all that's left is ticket printing and advertising. I don't know what price you plan to set for the tickets or how much you plan to spend on advertising."
He can't just do whatever he wants without standards!
"If the ticket price is set at eight yuan and the advertising investment is five thousand yuan, can you calculate whether the show will make a profit or a loss after it ends?"
Since Lianwan City is where he started his business, he naturally wants to offer some discounts, so Liang Liang decided to reduce the ticket price by two dollars.
"The ticket price is eight yuan?" Han Chui asked, somewhat puzzled.
When they tour, their ticket prices have never been lower than ten dollars.
"This is our hometown, the place where our dragon rose, so of course we should offer some discounts to give back to our fellow villagers."
Han Chui nodded in relief, then took out his computer and started fiddling with it.
"Assuming all tickets are sold, the ticket price is set at eight yuan, advertising costs five thousand yuan, and all expenses are included, the performance will leave us with more than twenty thousand yuan."
A profit of 20,000 yuan is not a small amount. A band can't be idle all the time. No matter how much, they need to have some income every now and then.
"Then it's settled. You go and implement it, and we'll start making preparations too."
After learning about the ticket pricing and advertising investment, Han Chui immediately set to work and show off his skills.
After he left, Liang Liang paged Liu Yuyong and Xiao Yu to tell them that he was at work.
Those two guys haven't been to the cabaret since their performance on October 1st.
It is said that Liu Yuyong took her parents to the border region, and her older sister married and moved to Longjiang.
Xiao Yu was busy exercising because she discovered that she had gained five pounds, which scared her quite a bit. She spent her days either running or doing gymnastics.
Although Liang Liang likes slender waists, he doesn't like the kind of woman's figure that would make a wolf shed tears.
He thought Xiao Yu looked better when she was a bit fuller.
Unfortunately, Xiao Yu didn't take his advice seriously.
Xiaoyu didn't take his advice seriously, but he had to take Xu Mei's request seriously.
After the band was assembled and training began, the things that little Xu Mei had asked for were put on the agenda.
Choose a song with a cheerful rhythm, like "Help Help Help".
What song should we choose?
Foreigners certainly have a lot of great songs, but they also have a lot of terrible ones.
Because of his poor foreign language skills, Liang Liang didn't remember many foreign songs. He only remembered those that were quite popular and had some global influence.
He didn't know many songs that received positive reviews on a small scale.
English is a rather imprecise language system, and it's a huge joke that it has become a globally used language.
A single word can sometimes be translated into several different pronunciations and meanings.
For example, "vengaboys" can be translated as "rebellious partners" or "Vega boys," which is really ridiculous.
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