In the private room of the "New Century" coffee shop, waves of sweet and beautiful piano music surrounded my ears.
Wang Jing sat quietly, listening to this familiar piano music.
The name of this piano piece is "Gone with the Wind", and the melody is adapted from an earlier piece of music by Hong sister Zhong Yanhong of the same name.
She suddenly thought of the time when she first entered this industry. At that time, she had just divorced, was at a low point in her life, was in financial distress, had no one to live with, and didn't know where to go.
By chance, she met Sister Hong who had just debuted. By accident, she became Sister Hong's assistant in mainland China...
Scenes of past events echoed in her mind, and when she suddenly looked back, she realized that so many years had passed.
Now, she has once again fallen into a trough in her career.
Hua Xing, to be honest, she doesn't like him.
Although there are big names like Jiang Shushu who have become popular again, and there is also a sudden rise like Zhou Yang, the scale of the company is too small after all.
Now they are very popular in the circle, and their popularity seems to be close to the top. But big trees need fertile soil to take root. Land like Huaxing cannot plant big trees at all, let alone a big star.
Got it!
Competition in the entertainment industry is very cruel.
It can be seen from the massive loss of Huaxing employees in the past few days...
but……
When she saw Zhou Yang's detailed information on the table, she fell into deep thought.
Half an hour later.
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Wang Jing raised her head and saw An Xiao and Song Yiyi walking over at the same time.
After seeing the two of them, she laughed: "I didn't expect that when I was in such a downturn, you two called me one after another, and both invited me to be Mr. Zhou's agent. To be honest, I was quite surprised...
"
"Sister Jing, I actually didn't know that Mr. An had been contacting you a long time ago. If I had known, I wouldn't have made this call..." Song Yiyi happily sat down first and cutely picked up the pre-ordered items.
After taking a sip of the good coffee, he looked at An Xiao, who had just sat down and had the same smile on his face: "Mr. An... don't blame me for being nosy. The main reason is that Zhou Yang is having a hard time these days, following the crew alone.
He was running in and out of the country, and there was no one around him who could talk to him. I was able to take care of him a little bit. And this time Zhou Yang came to Xiangjiang and fought with people like this. He suffered too many grievances.
Already..."
"Well..." An Xiao nodded silently, but did not look at Song Yiyi. She just looked at Wang Jing: "Sister Jing, this is probably the situation. Our Huaxing Company is a newly established company with a small door and a small door.
, I have actually been looking for a suitable agent for Mr. Zhou Yang, but they are all unreliable. After thinking about it, I thought of you, but I didn't expect that it coincided with Miss Song's idea..."
After Wang Jing looked at the two of them, she laughed.
She thought the two of them were quite interesting.
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Zhou Yang originally thought that the group of reporters downstairs were here for him.
But after looking at it for a while, he realized that he was being sentimental.
It's neither for myself nor for the movie "The Grandmaster".
It seems that a remarkable person has arrived at St. Mary's Hospital on Hong Kong Island, and this extraordinary person lives in the ward not far from his own.
When Zhou Yang went to the toilet, he happened to see seven or eight assistants hurriedly surrounding a middle-aged woman wearing a mask and hat. After the middle-aged woman entered the ward, the bodyguards who came from behind immediately guarded the door very dedicatedly. Many of them
Passers-by who wanted to see what was going on were frightened by the bodyguard's eyes before they even approached the ward.
The attending doctor's footsteps were very hurried. From the first half of the night to the second half of the night, the footsteps almost never stopped.
It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that the entire noisy hospital became slightly quieter, but the reporter at the entrance of the hospital kept waiting, looking inside, and refused to leave for a long time.
Zhou Yang was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, intending to take advantage of this time to take a good rest. But just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a sudden burst of messy footsteps coming from the corridor, and the noisy voices of reporters below were even louder.
Ringed.
He walked out of the ward speechlessly. As soon as he reached the door, he stood there in shock.
He seemed to see Donnie Yen, Zhang Shaolei, Huo Yuanjie and other kung fu superstars hurriedly entering the opposite ward with their assistants.
After a while, he came out of it.
Zhou Yang was not a gossip, so he stood for a while and was about to go back, but when he looked up, he saw Huang Jiacheng and Wu Zhenhong coming too!
"Xiao Zhou, can you move around?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Come in with me to see Sister Hong."
"ah?"
"..."
Wu Zhenhong patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder, and under Zhou Yang's confusion, he took him with him.
When the bodyguard saw Zhou Yang, he seemed stunned and couldn't help but take a second look.
They didn't expect that the guy next door who had been watching the fun all night was actually an acquaintance in this circle.
Who is Sister Hong?
Zhou Yang was confused for a while, but he still followed Wu Zhenhong and others in.
The door of the ward opened. Then, after seeing Huang Jiacheng and Wu Zhenhong, a young woman stood up subconsciously and said towards the bathroom in the distance: "Sister Hong, Director Huang, Teacher Wu is here to see you."
"Okay, let them sit down for a while first."
There was a very weak voice in the bathroom. Not long after, Zhou Yang saw a middle-aged woman slowly and quietly walking out. She smiled at Huang Jiacheng and Wu Zhenhong: "Director Huang, Teacher Wu, and...
Please take the time to come over during your busy schedule. In fact, I have nothing to do. I just had an operation and am a little weak. This little brother is..."
"Hello, Sister Hong, my name is Zhou Yang..." Zhou Yang replied subconsciously.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Zhou. I've heard of you. You won an award in Berlin and won glory for Chinese films. It's amazing!" The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment after hearing Zhou Yang, and then
He laughed, and after saying that, he looked at Zhou Yang who was still standing dumbly, "Sit down, we are all friends, don't be restrained..."
"Oh, thank you, Sister Hong."
Zhou Yang sat down obediently.
Then after thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly froze.
Sister Hong!
Zhong Yanhong!
She is the Queen of Hong Kong Island in this world. She once dominated the music scene from the 1980s to the 1990s. She was the queen of the three kings and one queen who was widely rumored in the Chinese music scene in the past years. She is Zhong Yanhong!
After seeing Zhong Yanhong, Zhou Yang unconsciously thought of the big sister in the music industry, Anita Mui.
And Huang Jiacheng and Wu Zhenhong have already started chatting with Zhong Yanhong...
We were all old acquaintances, chatting about some changes in the film and music scene in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Mainland China in the past two years, chatting about some new talents, chatting about some of their old friends...
As we chatted, we couldn't help but reminisce about those days.
Zhou Yang naturally couldn't interrupt, so he could only listen quietly from the side. He didn't understand much about it, but he just roughly felt like this.
They chatted in Cantonese.
It seems that after realizing Zhou Yang's embarrassment, Zhong Yanhong began to speak Mandarin intentionally or unintentionally. Although Zhong Yanhong's Mandarin was a bit stiff, Zhou Yang finally understood it a little bit.
It turned out that they were talking about the concert.
"What? A concert?"
Not knowing what they were talking about, Wu Zhenhong suddenly shouted in surprise and looked at Zhong Yanhong in disbelief, who was lying on the hospital bed with a smile on his face.
"Yes, I don't want to bother anymore, or the stage makes me feel at ease...I want to stand on the stage again and shine my voice..."
"Can your body handle this?" Wu Zhenhong was silent for a moment, then stared at Zhong Yanhong.
"If you can eat well, the doctor said that you will be fine if you take care of yourself. Teacher Wu, have you finished the song I asked you to write before?"
After Wu Zhenhong heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then showed a slightly embarrassed smile: "I forgot."
"Haha, Teacher Wu is still as candid as ever..."
Zhong Yanhong's laughter came from the ward, and she suddenly coughed and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief unconsciously.
Zhou Yang seemed to see Zhong Yanhong's originally pale lips turning bloodless, and her clean handkerchief turning a little scarlet.
The joyful atmosphere that was originally like meeting old friends suddenly began to become depressing.
When Zhong Yanhong asked Wu Zhenhong to sing a song again, Wu Zhenhong shook his head and suddenly sighed: "I can't write it anymore... forget it."
Zhong Yanhong was stunned: "Teacher Wu, this is not like you..."
Wu Zhenhong was silent: "When people get old, their talents will eventually be exhausted."
Zhong Yanhong looked at Wu Zhenhong in disbelief, as if it was the first day she met him: "Teacher Wu, I hope to hear the truth..."
Wu Zhenhong smiled bitterly: "What lies can I tell you? It will take me at least two months to write a song carefully. Your concert will be held in fifteen days. How can I write it?"
"That's such a pity." When Zhong Yanhong saw that Wu Zhenhong's eyes didn't look like he was lying, she couldn't hide her disappointment and finally sighed.
Afterwards, several people changed the subject and chatted about other things.
After about ten minutes, after seeing that Zhong Yanhong seemed a little sleepy, several people stood up and left.
After saying hello and preparing to leave.
"Mr. Zhou..."
"Ah, Sister Hong?"
"I remember that you can also write songs, right?"
"Forehead……"
"If you can, please help me write a song. Yesterday I was in the car and heard "Girls with Wings" on the radio. I thought it sounded very good. I want to sing this song at the concert...
…”
Zhou Yang turned around subconsciously, and then saw Zhong Yanhong looking at him on the hospital bed not far away, her eyes sincere and serious.
Zhou Yang was stunned.
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Zhong Yanhong is sick.
I got a very hard to accept disease, lung cancer. Fortunately, I was discovered in time.
When she went to Canada, Zhong Yanhong underwent surgery and some chemotherapy. The surgery was also successful and there was no spread for the time being. She was lucky among misfortunes.
As for singing on stage, it is actually a very difficult thing. The lungs themselves are organs for gas exchange. After the operation, it is difficult to return to the original state.
When Wu Zhenhong left, he patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder: "Zhong Yanhong has a wide range of connections and status in the industry. It will not hurt you to have a good relationship with her."
"Teacher Wu, are you really unable to write?" Zhou Yang suddenly asked as if he had thought of something.
"I can write it, but this is the title song of her curtain call concert. It is definitely moving closer to a classic. I am not in my peak state. I am not sure that I can write a classic song in a short time that can still be circulated for many years to come... "
"Oh." Zhou Yang nodded.
"Don't take it too seriously, just try your best in everything."
"Um."
Wu Zhenhong and Huang Jiacheng left again.
The queen's cards are naturally different...
The group of reporters outside the hospital not only did not decrease, but increased in number. They surrounded the entire entrance and even traffic was blocked for a time.
In the evening, the reporters were still very noisy. Zhou Yang closed the window and finally felt that the noise was a little better.
While finishing his meal, Zhou Yang heard a series of noises coming from next door.
Then……
There was a knock on the door of his room. When he opened the door, he saw Zhong Yanhong's assistant walking in.
"Teacher Zhou, Sister Hong invited you to have dinner with me and wanted to chat with you. Are you free?"