When Grandpa Li arrived, his eyes were somewhat unfriendly when he saw Xing Baohua.
If Xing Baohua hadn't had someone invite him in time, he probably would have resented him.
I don't know when, but suddenly a song called Katyusha started playing, and it was Xing Baohua's version.
There was no large orchestra this time, just a dozen or so people providing accompaniment. The main melody was played on the accordion.
It started with a few people singing, and eventually it became a big chorus.
It was very lively.
Someone on the other side of the accompaniment recognized Grandpa Li; they probably remembered him from when he sang "Quietly" before.
Someone handed Grandpa Li a microphone, and simple music began to play. Gradually, it blended into a full ensemble.
Grandpa Li stood on the stage, dressed in a Zhongshan suit. With an elegant demeanor, he slowly picked up the microphone and brought it to his lips.
I don't know how I developed such fluent Russian.
He sang Xing Baohua's "Quietly" with deep emotion and great feeling. His deep, husky voice, reminiscent of an old man smoking, was something that no one else could imitate or learn.
Xing Baohua stood there... What did you call me just now?
I don't know how the Russians came up with the name; it's so tongue-twisting. Most people without a good memory really can't remember it.
It took me a moment to remember that her name was Dalia Viktana.
"I wrote it," Xing Baohua proudly told the Empress beside him.
This immediately caught the attention of the Emperor and her companions.
"You sang very well. Comrade, what's your name?" the Empress asked.
"..."
Xing Baohua thought to himself: My name isn't hard to pronounce! Didn't I tell you? Have you forgotten so quickly?
"My name is Xing Baohua, and I have written many songs," Xing Baohua introduced himself again.
"Is it also a Russian song, comrade?" the Emperor said with a smile.
“Yes, are you interested in being my singer? I currently have two songs that would suit you or both of you,” Xing Baohua said, glancing at the other beautiful woman.
Sugo also has a huge market. Sugo can be sent to customers in Eastern Europe.
Not only in Eastern Europe, but also in other Soviet Union regions within China, we can sell them there!
Right now, all he's thinking about is how to sell stereos. If Xing Baohua were given the time to think about the places he's selling to—all incredibly poor countries—he'd probably be both amused and exasperated.
Perhaps he had some affection for the female emperor and wanted to bring her over to help him count money. Recording two songs during filming is still possible.
As for the cost... well, meals will be provided.
Since we're all called "comrades," we're all like-minded people; talking about money is vulgar.
This is called mutual in-depth learning.
Xing Baohua also learned the name of the woman accompanying the Empress: Plaskiva, from Deburg. Probably a small town, she didn't pay much attention.
After Grandpa Li finished singing, he saw Xing Baohua with one person on his left and one on his right.
Slightly angry.
Just as I was about to go over, the captain with the water bucket came over. He was very welcoming to Grandpa Li.
They were practically inseparable, holding hands and refusing to let go.
"This song is the theme song of 'Quietly.' It's also the soul of this film," Xing Baohua said to the Emperor.
He then pointed to Yan Hongqi and said, "This is the director I invited. We're going to reshoot quietly. Of course, not the whole thing, but a small part to highlight the song."
The other woman, Pulaskiva, covered her mouth and said, "My God! I never expected to see it filmed like this."
In fact, Xing Baohua wanted to tell the Empress, "Sing me two songs, and I'll make a special film about you."
But he dared not say! Things were very strict during that time! And wouldn't he get beaten up for filming a movie about the Empress? Probably not, but being forced to eat peanuts was quite possible.
It would be such a waste to send such a beautiful girl back to eat peanuts.
"Can you sing? Let me hear your voice," Xing Baohua said to the Empress.
“Haha! Dalia is one of our group’s lead singers. She has a very nice voice,” Pulaskiva said with a smile.
"Oh! I really don't want to do it!" Xing Baohua clapped his hands and said.
At this moment, Dalia leaned closer to Xing Baohua and whispered, "Do you often use songs to seduce girls? Even if you don't know if they can sing?"
This was said very directly. The Empress believed that Xing Baohua was a fraud, and even if he really was a composer, he was probably just someone who would fool young girls.
Xing Baohua seemed speechless, as if the steps were somewhat reversed, leading to a misunderstanding.
Xing Baohua really wanted to swear to the heavens that he had never done such a thing. Although he sometimes thought about it, he was only thinking about how to make money by exploiting singers.
I didn't earn a single penny and even ruined my reputation. Where can I go to seek justice?
They're not stupid; they're on guard, aren't they? Xing Baohua shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, you misunderstood. If possible, I'd like to hear your voice. I can create a song based on your voice."
These are just Xing Baohua's nonsensical remarks.
He couldn't even distinguish high school and mid-range accents this morning, yet he wants to be a tone expert? Actually, this is just him trying to make himself look good.
Having been rebuffed by the Empress Dowager, Xing Baohua went to Yan Hongqi's side.
Li Wengang also came over to remind everyone of the time; the actor selection would begin soon. Everyone, please get ready.
Actually, this job had nothing to do with Xing Baohua at all.
But he's the initiator! So he probably has some opinions or something.
Whether the roles are suitable depends on the arrangements made by Zhang Kunyuan and Yan Hongqi.
Li Wengang whispered to Xing Baohua, "I just saw you chatting with that young lady. What's going on? Who do you think would be suitable to play?"
At this moment, Yan Hongqi also looked over, then glanced at the Empress and then at the list in his hand.
They also leaned in to listen to Xing Baohua's advice.
"I want to ask her to sing," Xing Baohua said honestly.
"Pfft!" Li Wengang laughed, pointing at Xing Baohua and saying, "You, are you making a movie now? You really can't stop talking about your profession! Did they agree to sing for you?"
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