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Chapter 816 Ambush

what's up?

In fact, it is very simple to put it bluntly. It is nothing more than a little psychological imbalance.

You must know that, in addition to Cui Jian, the members of the Seven Plywood Band, Yang Leqiang, Liu Yuan, Zhou Xiaoming, Wen Bo, An Shaohua, and Li Xiuli are also professional musicians from the Beijing Song and Dance Ensemble, who play musical instruments.

Call Yiliu.

And as soon as Maxim Restaurant opened, they started performing here, always singing covers of European, American and Japanese songs.

The performance was very effective and was very popular among foreigners. It is somewhat famous among the foreigners stationed in Beijing.

In terms of stage performance experience and mastery and understanding of foreign pop music, Zhang Qiang cannot compare with them.

But on the other hand, when it comes to the speed and rhythm of the development of the music industry, these guys are completely incomparable to this little girl Zhang Qiang.

Although it can't be said that their singing has been in vain in recent years. It was obviously on the TV news last year because of Ning Weimin's summer book fair, and it became a little popular.

With that appearance, they also attracted audio and video publishing companies who were eager to find new talents.

Currently, the album under the name of Seven Plywood Band and Cui Jian's first solo album are already in the works and will most likely be released this year.

But the problem is, their persistence and pursuit of art are not highly respected by audio-visual publishing houses, and they don't really buy into it.

If they want to come up with an album, almost everything they sing and how they sing it depends on others.

They had to rely on constant wars of words and battles of wits to barely maintain their pitiful rights and remuneration.

But on the other hand, Zhang Qiang, a yellow-haired girl with basically no acting experience, was pampered by Ning Weimin like a little princess as soon as she came to Maxim Restaurant.

I've only been singing in the restaurant for two days, and I'm about to release my solo album, and it's effortless and worry-free.

Ning Weimin personally organized and arranged everything, big and small.

The volume of the cassette was two million as soon as it was released. There were almost no restrictions when recording the album in the studio, and Ning Weimin also asked a few of them to support this girl.

During the recording session, Zhang Qiang was given free rein to sing whatever she wanted.

Why is this person so different from other people?

It can't be said that people are more irritating than others, it is enough to make people feel sad.

Especially when they heard this Qiang's singing style today, they all had a clear premonition that this tape would be a hit.

Thinking about themselves, the time for recording the album has not yet been decided, and the songs they have chosen are not good enough, so can their mood not be depressed?

All I can do is drink and feel sorry for myself, smoke a small cigarette and lament my bad luck.

It just so happens that they can't complain about this yet.

First, the little girl has a really good voice, a good temper, a sweet mouth, and is very popular.

Second, Ning Weimin was not kind to them.

Obviously he is the boss, he never puts on airs when meeting, he is always polite.

I had a fat job with extra money, so I never forgot about them, and I often treated them to food and drinks.

Why are they so fussy with this little girl?

How could you complain to Ning Weimin and accuse him of favoring one over another?

On the contrary, he seems to be short-tempered.

You can just say that this matter is a big deal. The taste is as bleak as a glass of wine, as sad as a flower, sparse and beautiful. In a daze, it seems that tomorrow has been lost...

Of course, with Ning Weimin's emotional intelligence, it's not difficult to guess what's going on from the reactions of the guys in the Seven Plywood Band.

But to be honest, from his perspective, seeing these people sighing, he felt secretly happy.

For no other reason, because he has always intended to bring the Seven Plywood Band, especially Cui Jian, into his fold.

But the problem is that without comparison, people don’t know how to cherish it.

Cui Jian and his gang are all very high-spirited, arrogant people who don't know how difficult life is until they encounter obstacles.

What's more, Cui Jian recently hooked up with Song Huagui's daughter Song Xiaohong, and the two began to fall in love.

If we rush to help him and give them opportunities, this group of people will look down on him.

So Ning Weimin has been silently waiting for their misfortune, waiting for the most suitable time to take action.

He is not afraid of confusing others at all, who can see into the future?

At least this band doesn't have much success by singing covers. If they really want to become popular, they have to wait until Cui Jian takes the correct original rock route and writes "Nothing".

There will still be some grinding, and it will be almost three years later.

And now this is a good opportunity to lay the groundwork and give them a few blows.

It also allows them to understand that capital should be respected, and that they should be grateful that they have the opportunity to sell themselves.

Even if you don't call the sponsor dad, you still have to be humble.

So Ning Weimin entered performance mode and started to toast.

"Hey, brothers, brothers, thank you all for giving me face. You are all masters. When this album is recorded, the arrangement and music will probably be as good as imported tapes. Zhang Qiang is going to become really popular. Thank you for your efforts.

No, I’ll give you a toast.”

When everyone was together, he was sincere and would not open or lift any pot, flattering him on the surface, but actually trying to push him away.

"To be honest, compared to Zhang Qiang's tape, I'm more looking forward to what your band's album will be like when it comes out. When it's released, I'll have to say a few million words. I'll definitely buy a copy of the album.

It’s a place to give as a gift and to compliment your loved ones.”

Naturally, the seven band members felt confused after hearing these words, but no one could help but acknowledge his sentiments.

After all, someone is willing to give them more than 5,000 yuan to support them. It is an honor to say it out these days.

So everyone raised their beer glasses and greeted Ning Weimin in return. After toasting, some people couldn't help but start to complain.

"Mr. Ning, our album is just like that. What we encountered is a bunch of stupid boys who don't understand anything and are obsessed with it. Even if they have to do things half as grandly as you, how many of our brothers can do it?"

I’m all satisfied…”

"That's it, if nothing else, the songs you chose for Zhang Qiang are better than ours. The arrangement has a higher degree of freedom. You can do whatever you want. Finally, add the mixing effect and record it in stereo. It's absolutely domestic."

The first part of the tape. Unfortunately, we were not lucky. The audio and video publishing house we found was unwilling to invest so much and use such a good recording studio to record us..."

"Fuck, it's still undecided. I don't think we have to wait half a year before recording. If someone else sings those songs first, the cucumbers and vegetables will be gone. Isn't that the case now? Who will sing the cover first?

Who cares? Mr. Ning, to be honest, it would be great if you released an album for us..."

The last rainbow fart even triggered a chorus of "Alas..."

Ning Weimin became more and more happy. Seeing that the situation was almost over, he began to talk cheaply and try to win people's hearts.

"You guys think too highly of me. I am inexperienced and don't understand music, so I am a real outsider. To be honest, I am just foolhardy. If I release an album for you, I'm afraid it will ruin your talent."

It was only when I met a young girl like Zhang Qiang who has an outstanding voice and has low expectations that I had the courage to give it a try."

"But it doesn't matter. Let's all accumulate some experience and foundation. If we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, the results may be even better. Just like this time, if you guys work hard, Zhang Qiang's album will become really popular and sell out.

When the money comes, I will have the confidence, strength, and experience to support my brothers. Is this true? As for the album, will it not be easy to come up with it by then?"

"Don't think so far ahead. Let's just say that at present, the studio that Zhang Qiang can't use can be used by the brothers and they can produce a demo of a few songs to listen to. By then, if the audio-visual company releases an album with a strong

It’s not satisfactory, you can still compare it with them and prove your true strength.”

As soon as he said this, the members of Seven Plywood became interested, "Are you serious? Do you really want to give us money to release an album? Can we really use this extra studio time?"

Ning Weimin nodded without hesitation.

"Of course, I'm so familiar with you, how can I still lie to you? But in my heart, there are too many covers nowadays. Although most people imitate Liu Wenzheng and Teresa Teng, we can cover European, American, Japanese, and more

Go to a higher level. But just stripping is still a bit cheap and a waste of your talents. Just because you have the ability, I feel that you should not act like little girls and cover other people's songs. You should still do it.

Write your own songs and let the public understand your musical language. Then I will definitely be willing to help you and it is my duty to do so."

He said this to Cui Jian on purpose, and it turned out to be true.

Cui Jian, who had developed an introverted personality due to his stuttering, finally spoke up.

"I, I just wrote a song recently. Would you like to listen to it?"

"Of course, Cui, what song?" Ning Weimin looked forward to it with great interest, hoping to hear those familiar song titles from Cui Jian's mouth.

If it were "A Piece of Red Cloth", "Nothing", or "The Flower House Girl" or something like that, then he would really be prepared to spend all his money to get this big piece of meat.

It's a pity that things went the other way. Cui Jian's answer was, "My, the temporary name for this song is "Difficult Journey"..."

It's damn hard enough.

But Ning Weimin was disappointed. No matter what he said, he had to continue to pretend to be interested in order to sell as many favors as possible.

Anyway, the moon comes first when you are near the water. As long as you work hard enough, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle.

He is still very confident that one day, sooner or later, he will have both Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang in his hands and win over the two brightest stars in the mainland music scene in the 1980s.


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