"So you're telling me I'll go practice there after get off work?" Zou Wenjuan said.
"Okay, I'll see if I can find you a band. Finding a suitable band isn't easy, so don't worry about that for now. First, get familiar with the lyrics and melodies. I'll prepare a few more songs for you when I'm free in the provincial capital. How about the first album, all in English?"
Xing Baohua felt it wouldn't be easy to find a metal band! He wondered if there were any metal bands in the city. Besides, electric guitars, basses, and keyboards are all expensive instruments; not many people could afford them unless they were purchased by the government.
At the same time, I also thought that my first album, featuring English songs, wouldn't just sell domestically; I also needed to find a way to export it. I wrote to George in America to see if we could find a record company to work with.
Anyway, the contract is already signed, so there's no way they can run away. Let's release an album first, and then we can work on the rest slowly.
The two were whispering in Zou Wenjuan's room. Zou's father, preparing to peel potatoes, said to Zou's mother, "This kid, sending things like this, how are we going to manage our dowry!"
“Isn’t there a carpenter at the west end of my hometown village? He can make a set of furniture. When my daughter becomes a nun, he will carry the chest. He will make at least two chests. The chests will be weighed down with jade bracelets and gold beads passed down from her grandmother.”
"Golden beans! Too expensive. Didn't her grandma have a pearl necklace before? We could just take a couple of beads off." Dad Zou was reluctant to part with the golden beans. Luckily, there were alternatives.
When Xing Baohua left the Zou family home, Zou's father opened the door to see her off and deliberately said that he wouldn't stay for dinner.
Xing Baohua didn't have time to stay for a meal; he had to rush to the publishing house to arrange some things.
When they arrived at the publishing house, they first asked Lin Daorong where they could find an electronic band.
Lin Daorong said, "The city's song and dance troupe has it."
He couldn't think of anywhere else besides this place. As for whether he could get it out, he didn't know.
Upon hearing this, Xing Baohua realized he still needed to find a solution from Liu Haibo. Liu Haibo was an all-rounder! Many things couldn't be done without him, so it seemed that bringing him on board was the right decision.
I strolled over to the apartment, and my sister-in-law opened the door, saying that Liu Haibo wasn't there.
Since he wasn't there, Xing Baohua dared to go in and sit down. He left his message and turned to leave.
Back at the electronics factory, I prepared the quantity of speakers and the shipping address for Yang Jing, and gave her a call so that we could arrange for the goods to be delivered to her.
Yang Jing helped him find the delivery truck; it belonged to the third fleet of the city's transportation company. Xing Baohua felt relieved after watching the stereo being loaded with goods.
She also told Zhang Lin, who was in the car with her, to take good care of Xiaobo on the way.
There's no other way; the factory is short-staffed, so we'll have to use Xiaobo for a while. Once Zhang Lin gets used to it, he can train the new girl.
I finally felt relieved, and I was just waiting for this batch of goods to bring in the money. If it had been a few months later, I would have really run out of money and wouldn't even be able to pay the workers' wages.
I've confessed everything that needed to be confessed.
Xing Baohua boarded the train to the provincial capital.
It's still the teachers' college guesthouse, still room 203.
Let's go to the studio to check on the progress first. When we arrived, we saw that Director Wang was using the other rooms, including a photography studio, a typesetting room, and a darkroom.
Don't be fooled by how busy the artists are with drawing; the post-production work is also enormous.
The small team that Director Wang invited also got busy.
When Guo Hongxia saw Xing Baohua return, she went up to him and said, "The people from the cultural troupe came looking for you and said you should go there when you come back."
Xing Baohua guessed that the producers of the August 1st Film Studio had arrived.
Putting them aside for now, my own animation is the key. This is a project I invested my own money in. Even though it's a minefield, I have to weather the storm first.
Upon arriving at the shooting studio, all the windows were closed, and thick curtains were hung up, preventing any light from getting in; the only source of light was artificial lighting.
The room was very bright at the moment. When Xing Baohua looked at the light tube, his expression turned a little strange. These were high-power tungsten filament light tubes!
How many kilowatt-hours of electricity does that take up in a day!
There aren't just one or two! There must be at least six. No wonder it's so hot in this poorly ventilated room! If left for too long, they'll probably be cooked through.
"Old Wang! Don't you get hot using this lamp for a long time?" Xing Baohua asked.
"It's hot! There's a fan overhead, isn't there? Besides, we don't use the lights all the time; we only use them when needed. We're filming right now, and we need about ten minutes of light," Director Wang explained.
Well, Xing Baohua couldn't tell this professional director that as long as he didn't mind the heat, it was fine.
As for the electricity bill, oh well, I'll just have to grit my teeth and accept it.
After wandering around for a while and not seeing Grandpa Li, I asked Director Wang, "Where did Grandpa Li go?"
"It seems like I've been going to the performing arts troupe a lot these past few days. By the way, the people at the troupe said to go there as soon as you get back," Director Wang said.
"That person already told me, um, I'll go tomorrow. Okay, you go ahead with your work, I'll head back to the guesthouse first." Xing Baohua said and left.
Back at the guesthouse, I saw someone dressed in green waiting at my door, and I didn't recognize the person.
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