After the jokes were over, the atmosphere at the banquet became much more lively.
Liang Liang took the lead and downed a glass of beer, then put down his glass and ate a bite of food.
"Brother Xu! This isn't our first meeting. You know everyone at this table, so don't be shy. Eat up!"
After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, it was time to get down to business.
"Brother Xu! I wonder what Brother Xu is doing right now?" Liang Liang took out a pack of cigarettes, opened it, took out one, and handed it over.
Xu Wei put down his chopsticks, took the cigarette Liang Liang offered, and lit it with the lighter Liang Liang gave him.
"What am I doing? What's there to do? After the band broke up, I'm just staying at home now, doing nothing."
"What are your plans for the future?"
Liang Liang didn't ask why his band disbanded.
Asking about such things always brings tears to his eyes, so he simply glossed over it.
"Sigh! The future looks very uncertain. For now, I can only stay at home. I don't know what to do and have no plans."
When elderly people stay at home with nothing to do, they become increasingly depressed over time, lose confidence in everything they do, and eventually develop depression.
Xu Wei's development of depression two or three years later was likely closely related to his environment.
Depression is closely related to a person's confidence; people who lose confidence are more likely to be associated with depression.
Have you ever thought about going out and doing something?
Xu Wei hesitated for a moment: "Go out? Where to?"
"Since you don't have anything to do right now, and staying cooped up at home isn't a good solution, how about coming to my place to relax? I run a music school in Lianwan City, and during the summer vacation, I teach musical instruments to teenagers. Right now, I'm offering courses in guitar, bass, timpani, and keyboard, and it's starting soon. Are you interested in teaching these kids at my place?"
Even if you gave Xu Wei a hundred ideas, he would never have imagined that Liang Liang would come up with such a suggestion.
"What can I teach them?"
“Teach them to play the guitar! Aren’t you a very good guitarist? You even won the Xi’an City Guitar Competition.”
Xu Wei did indeed win first place in the Xi'an City Guitar Competition.
It was the year before his college entrance exam.
It was precisely because he won first place in the guitar competition that many gig organizers and people from various arts groups invited him to perform.
He simply gave up on the college entrance exam and traveled all over the country with a group of adults, doing gigs.
"I think you'll find it enjoyable to work with these kids, and I'll even pay you. But don't get your hopes up too high about the salary; it certainly won't be much. It'll be 800 a month with room and board included. Think about it."
Xu Wei then fell into consideration.
He's been incredibly bored staying at home these days, having no income and relying solely on his family to support him.
There's bound to be a lot of gossip and whispers from neighbors behind their backs.
Teaching children to play the piano was indeed a very tempting idea for him. Liang Liang was right. Although he had no experience teaching others, he thought about how happy it would be to spend time with teenagers.
He didn't really care about the salary.
He only needs food and lodging and a little pocket money. If he cared so much about money, he would have gone to the south to make big money.
"I really appreciate your suggestion, but I can't make this decision on my own. I need to go back and discuss it with my family and my girlfriend!"
If Xu Wei has this idea, then there's hope for this project.
"I'll get you a single room, not too big, maybe 20 square meters! In your spare time, you can play the piano, write sheet music, compose music, and so on in your own room. I also have a dance hall in Lianwan City... I can't say it's mine, the dance hall belongs to someone else, I'm just the manager. During the day you teach these students, and at night you can write songs in your own room. If you're interested, you can also perform in the dance hall. Performances will be paid separately, the same as other singers in the dance hall. You can sing your own songs, I won't force you to sing other songs!"
This suggestion struck Xu Wei like a sharp sword.
Having your own room allows you to write songs and play instruments in peace, and if you're interested, you can even go to a dance hall to sing your own songs.
Xu Wei suddenly felt that heaven was in the northeast.
Why does this guy's advice resonate so perfectly with my own thoughts?
"If you write a good piece of work, I will take care of introducing you to a company for publication and promotion, and I can even find a Hong Kong company to distribute it for you."
Liang Liang finally unleashed his ultimate move, which was the most lethal blow for someone who wanted to develop in music.
At that time, all the unknown singers dreamed of releasing their albums through legitimate channels.
Liang Liang's suggestion would be irresistible to any unknown singer.
Xu Wei had already made up his mind to go to Lianwan.
“We’re planning to fly back to Lianwan tomorrow morning. If you’d like to visit me, we can go together tomorrow morning.”
"Okay! I'll give you the news no later than 6 a.m. tomorrow!"
"Do you think he'll go to Lianwan with you?" Wang Fan asked, watching Xu Wei's departing figure in a taxi.
"Do you think he can refuse?" Liang Liang asked rhetorically.
"I can't refuse!" was Liu Yuyong's answer.
“I think his voice is just average, and his singing skills aren’t that great either. Why are you so fond of him? It would be understandable if he were a pretty girl.” Xiao Yu’s perspective is always unique.
"Sister Xiao Yu! Something you said sounds really awkward to me. What do you mean by 'if it were a pretty girl, it would be fine'? Are you implying that I'm a pervert?"
Xiao Yu smiled, a rare occurrence for her.
"Your smile is so bright and cheerful, yet you always wear a cold face and act aloof. What's the point of that?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Answer the question!"
"Some singers can't be judged solely by their voice and singing skills. You need to consider their understanding of the songs and their songwriting abilities. Singers who only sing other people's songs and can't write their own songs don't have much of a future. Those who become superstars are all capable of composing their own music. Don't bring up those Hong Kong singers."
Liang Liang could tell what Xiao Yu was thinking as soon as she saw her eyes darting around, so she quickly cut her off with a single sentence.
It is an indisputable fact that singers who can write their own lyrics and compose their own music have a wider range of career paths than those who cannot.
So, you think he has great creative talent?
Liang Liang nodded: "It's not just a little optimistic, it's extremely optimistic!"
Is there any need to question Xu Wei's creative ability?
Unfortunately, I used two of his songs. I'll find two more songs that suit his style to make up for it.
Liang Liang believed that Xu Wei would give him a satisfactory answer tomorrow.
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