The stage where Wang Zijun sang at this time was the renovated basketball court of the Workers' Stadium. The audience seats on all sides were higher than the stage, so there was no problem that the back row could not see it.
But I don¡¯t know when, people stood up one after another, and then rows of spectators stood up. In the blink of an eye, most of the audience in the entire stadium had stood up. It seemed that sitting and listening to Wang Zijun¡¯s singing was not enough to express their inner excitement and sympathy. The worship of Wang Zijun.
Wang Zijun had been restrained during the typhoon before, but when he saw the fans cheering him so much, his crazy stage personality broke out again. He ran around the venue holding a microphone to signal everyone to sing together. Then the entire stadium audience stood up, waving along with him and singing "Tomorrow Will Be Better". The audience sang very neatly, as if they had rehearsed in advance.
The more than 100 mainland singers in the audience and backstage were all dumbfounded. The waving arms in the audience formed waves of a human wall. The singers, who had seen such a scene for the first time, were so shocked that they could not speak. .
Tian Zhen said in an interview twenty years later: "It was he who told me what pop music is. It was also he who told me what the style of a star is. At that time, I was standing in front of the first row of the auditorium and felt that there were audiences from all directions. It was as if the water droplets had merged into a sea, and the uniform movements were rushing towards me like a tide. I was sucked in unconsciously, and then I waved my arms to the rhythm of the music"
Cai Guoqing said: "I sang rock music at that time. I jumped up and down like Western rock singers, and the audience cheered along with me. I liked this feeling very much at first. I felt that I dominated the stage and the scene. . But after listening to Wang Zijun¡¯s song "Tomorrow Will Be Better", I realized that my singing performance was really nothing. Later, I had a psychological shadow as soon as I went on stage. I didn¡¯t dare to look at the audience. Once I looked at the audience, I would think that I couldn¡¯t sing well. good¡¡"
"Tomorrow will be better" was sung three times. Wang Zijun wanted to take a bow, but was strongly discouraged by the audience.
Cui Jian, who has a boring temperament and doesn't like to talk much, simply came up with a guitar on his back, pulled Wang Zijun and said: "Mr. Wang, I will accompany you, how about you sing "Hotel California"."
Wang Zijun's "Hotel California" has long become the rock bible in the hearts of rock lovers all over the world. Cui Jian is also included in this list.
Wang Zijun couldn't shirk it, so he nodded to Guo Feng, who was playing the keyboard, and then said to Cui Jiian: "Let's sing together."
The prelude had just started, and Cui Jian was still playing the guitar. Cai Guoqing, a young rock and roll man, suddenly rushed onto the stage and squeezed in between Wang Zijun and Cui Jian. The meaning was self-evident.
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¡°cool_wind_in_my_hair.¡±
Wang Zijun sang a sentence, then stretched out his hand to signal Cai Guoqing to continue. This is today's rock and roll youth. Comrade J-8, who would become a handsome man in the future, immediately started to sing excitedly, raising his voice in a panic, which attracted a burst of good-natured cheers.
All the songs for this concert must be strictly reviewed in advance to avoid any songs that do not conform to the simple proletarian aesthetic taste. The leader of the song review team is Mrs. Wang in the audience.
"Hotel California" is a metaphor for many negative and decadent things. That would 100% fail the review. However, the fun was so high that the enlightened old lady did not stop, she just looked at the crazy people on the stage with a smile.
Yes, that¡¯s a bunch of lunatics.
"Hotel California" has been regarded as a divine song by many musicians, and now you can not only hear the original singer singing it live. And they can perform together on the same stage, which is such a rare opportunity. Soon, there were twenty or thirty people standing on the stage, singing "Hotel California" like a chorus, and Wang Zijun, the protagonist, didn't even have a chance to open his mouth.
According to the original plan, it should have ended long ago. But a group of singers were still roaring on the messy stage, and the audience was happy to stay a little longer. An even more chaotic situation emerged. One after another, fans rushed to the stage to ask for Wang Zijun's autograph. There were no security personnel at all. At first, Wang Zijun's bodyguards were able to stop people, but then there were a lot of fans asking for autographs. The fans directly blocked the stage. The other singers on the stage all pushed aside and rushed towards Wang Zijun.
Several bodyguards were shocked. The guards around Wang Zijun retreated one after another, and then relied on brute force to force their way out of the entrance passage. After Wang Zijun ran away, those fans kept chasing rabbits and looking for autographs from other singers. The scene became increasingly chaotic.
The mainland will not launch mobile phone service until next year, and the mobile phone service in Lin Bowen¡¯s hands has no signal at all in Beijing. Wang Zijun inquired backstage, and finally found a landline phone to call Liu Guangda, the general manager of the Guangzhou music company Wang Zijun invested in. As for that record company, it now has a very famous name: China Everbright Music Company.
"I am Wang Zijun, put down your handPlease come to Beijing in person right away. I will stay in Room xxx of the Beijing Hotel" After briefly explaining the situation to Liu Guangda, Wang Zijun hung up the phone and went out.
Not long after, he found Cui Jian who was packing his guitar and preparing to leave. Wang Zijun walked over and asked: "Hello Mr. Cui, I think your song "Nothing" is great. I invested in a music company in Guangzhou. I don't know. Are you interested in joining?"
Cui Jian¡¯s writing and singing are just for fun now, and he can¡¯t even support himself by relying on this. After hearing Wang Zijun's words, his first reaction was that something was wrong with his ears.
Seeing that he was still in a daze, Wang Zijun asked with a smile: "Do you want to be a professional singer?"
"Of course I do." Cui Jian suddenly came to his senses and agreed hurriedly.
¡°Well, leave me your contact address and I¡¯ll ask someone from the music company to talk to you in detail.¡± Wang Zijun said.
"Okay!" Cui Jian miraculously ran to catch Wang Zijun's hand and actually wanted to write the address directly on Wang Zijun's hand.
Wang Zijun sweated like crazy and got a piece of paper, and finally escaped the tragic ending of being drawn on the palm of his hand.
Wang Zijun then found Mao Aming, Li Ningyu and others one after another. Most of them were members of various military and political song and dance troupes. Taking on private work was a mistake. They could only go to Wang Zijun's music company to record songs after reporting to their superiors for approval. Of course, Li Ningyu is an exception, because the wife of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe has already agreed to Wang Zijun.
Not long after returning to the hotel, Le Yun, who was working outside, also came back. Wang Zijun saw that she was in a good mood and asked with a smile: "Why, the work I assigned you went smoothly?"
Le Yun said happily: "We have already secured two of them, one is Professor Liu from China National Theater and the other is Director Xie Jinxie."
Wang Zijun was a little surprised and said: "You managed two of them in two days? How did you get in touch with them?"
Le Yun said: "I have a friend in Beijing named Jiang Wen. He graduated from China National Theater in the past. Professor Liu once called him that. Also, director Xie Jinxie is actually Jiang Wen's master."
Wang Zijun was a little surprised that Le Yun and Jiang Wen were friends, but he didn't ask much about it and said, "Then how did you deal with them?"
"You don't know, haha," Le Yun said, making herself laugh. "I really can't tell that Professor Liu, who usually looks so cool in his sleeves, is so greedy for cheap. At the beginning, he kept a straight face, and then he changed the color TV, refrigerator, etc. As soon as I put the overseas remittance coupons on his desk, my whole person changed, and I laughed so much that my mouth watered."
At this time, the demand for refrigerators and TVs in mainland China exceeds supply, and many families cannot afford to buy appliances even if they have saved enough money. Those overseas remittance coupons given by Le Yun can almost make brothers turn against each other.
Wang Zijun asked again: "What about Xie Jin?"
Le Yun smiled and said: "Director Xie's place is even more coincidental. These days, he is preparing to shoot the Chinese drama series "Xin Shisi Niang". After watching the video of "A Chinese Ghost Story" that I brought, he kept clapping his hands in admiration. . He said that your movie captured the charm of a Chinese fairy tale and gave him a lot of inspiration. As soon as I told him about the censorship, he immediately promised to do his best to speak for "A Chinese Ghost Story" and try not to make any cuts."
"Not bad, not bad. I can't tell you are still so good at doing things. Let's keep up the good work tomorrow." Wang Zijun praised without hesitation.
Le Yunbai took Wang Zijun¡¯s salary for one year, and she always felt that she owed Wang Zijun a lot. Now that she had helped him accomplish something, she was filled with joy. While laughing, he said humbly: "Actually, when I gave Professor Liu the overseas remittance note, my heart was beating fast and my forehead was almost sweating. I was afraid that he would slap the table and fall out with me."
"It depends on the person," Wang Zijun walked to Le Yun and put his hand on her shoulder. "Like Professor Liu, he has no income except teaching. Although the family has no worries about food and drink, he has no contact with He is a very high-level person. Over the years, when you see other people¡¯s homes having everything, can you keep your mind balanced? So you hit on his weak point by giving him overseas remittance coupons. But Director Xie is different. He is a great director, with countless disciples, and only a color TV A remittance voucher for a refrigerator has little appeal to him.¡±
"I think so too." Le Yun said quickly, like a child who wants to be recognized by adults.
"Hey, are we discussing how to corrupt state cadres?" Wang Zijun's hand was already unknowingly wrapped around Le Yun's slender waist.
"It's not you who instigated it." Le Yun said with a smile, her tone was a bit like flirting between lovers. After saying this, she realized something was wrong, and then she found that Wang Zijun was hugging her intimately, and her whole body muscles were tense with tension. Stretched, I don¡¯t know how to deal with it.
"What's wrong?" Wang Zijun's hand gently caressed her lower back. The silk texture felt very good. Under the slim waist gathered in the suit jacket, the straight hips and slender legs are really attractive, WangZijun couldn't help but want to touch a few of them.
Le Yun was caressed for more than ten seconds before she suddenly pushed Wang Zijun away and said righteously: "Boss, please respect yourself!"
"Haha!" Wang Zijun laughed. . . )
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