After dinner, Zhao Qiang and Hua Die were a little drunk and went to the guest room to rest.

After drinking a lot of wine, Huadie also started talking, crying and talking, and refused to stop until she couldn't even speak clearly.

He said that she was naive and childish in her early years and was cheated of money and sex by men.

When I got married for the second time, I wanted to find someone who was down-to-earth and honest and could live a good life, but I didn't expect to meet a domestically violent man who was petty and suspected of cheating on her.

Anyone who can get a divorce without being beaten to death is considered lucky.

What's even more disgusting is that she gave birth to that man's child. I wonder if the devil will still bother him in the future...

On the other hand, Zhao Qiang was relieved when she heard the worry while yelling angrily. She had plenty of ways to deal with that kind of person.

Huadie has a unique idea. He may have taken the position of publicity director and actually thinks this is a good publicity point...

…

"Brother, why do I still feel like I'm in a dream? Is this house really our home?"

The brother and sister, who had not drank, sat next to each other on the steps of the small stone bridge, using the moonlight to watch the fish emerging from the water. Occasionally there were the sounds of frogs and cicadas. After a while of silence and tranquility, Zhang Lan said with a smile.

Zhang Qing smiled when he heard this and said, "Me too."

Zhang Lan just thought her brother was joking. She looked up at the moon in the sky and said, "Brother, is the moon in Pingjing the same as the moon in Xijiang?"

Zhang Qing said: "Of course."

Zhang Lan was a little confused: "Then why are they all the same moon? When you look at it in Xijiang, it looks different from what you see here?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "What's different?"

Zhang Lan chuckled and said, "I can't tell. It seems that the moon here is farther away from us and cannot be touched. The moon at home seems to be very close. Sometimes I feel like I can touch it."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "Maybe it's because Western Xinjiang is a plateau, which is higher than here and closer to the moon. It's also possible that the air here is not good and there is some fog, so it doesn't look as realistic as at home."

Zhang Lan seemed to understand, nodded, hugged his knees with his hands, and suddenly said: "Brother, do you miss your parents?"

After Zhang Qing was silent for a while, he said sadly: "I also hope they can come. It would be great to have a family reunion. But they can't get used to living here. There are so many relatives and friends at home, and they are lively, talking and laughing every day. They

I had a happy life. If I came here, I would have seen a better life, but they are prone to loneliness. They are not your age and can make new friends at any time. My parents have friends who have been with them for half their lives, and they are reluctant to leave them. But

In the future, you can call them back often and ask them if they want to come and visit and stay for two months before going home."

Zhang Lan chuckled and said, "Okay!"

Zhang Qing looked at the sky and said, "Go to bed early. I'll be busy tomorrow. You have to arrange your time. You should read at least two hours a day. It can be classics or your textbooks.

There is Xinhua Bookstore not far away, you can buy books and read them yourself."

Zhang Lan nodded repeatedly, then got up and ran back to her room to sleep.

Zhang Qing sat for a while, then went back to his room and continued writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". This book was almost coming to an end, and "The Condor Heroes" was about to be serialized in the magazine.

As the night gets darker, the pen tip rubs against the paper on the thick mahogany desk, which feels very textured.

He kept writing until about 9:50 before putting away the pen. After finishing everything, at exactly 10 o'clock, he dialed the phone...

"Hello?"

When the call came through, it was the voice of an elderly woman.

Zhang Qing immediately changed his expression and said respectfully: "Hello, I'm looking for Qi Juan."

The old lady opposite was obviously also unexpected. After a pause, she smiled and said: "You are... Xiao Zhang, right?"

Zhang Qing responded hurriedly: "It's me, hello grandma."

The old lady smiled and said: "Okay, so are you. Are you in Pingjing now?"

Zhang Qing said: "Yes, there are still some things here."

The old lady smiled and said: "Xiao Zhang, I heard a little about you, and I have something to say to you. Boys, you still need to study engineering. The revitalization of the country depends on industry, not singing.

, just write a story. I heard that you are good at studying, so you should contribute to the prosperity of the country. Men are afraid of entering the wrong industry, choosing the wrong industry, it will be a lifetime matter, Xiao Zhang, you

What do you say?"

Zhang Qing was silent for a moment and said: "Grandma is right. The revitalization of a country depends on industry, especially heavy industry, which is the backbone of a nation. But grandma, the backbone of a nation must not only have material civilization, but also spiritual civilization. On the cultural front,

It is also an area that a rich and powerful country cannot ignore."

The old lady smiled and said: "You are right. So let's do it. Juanzi went to bed early and has already rested. You can call again next time."

Zhang Qing said: "Okay, goodbye grandma."

"See you."

However, not long after Zhang Qing put down the phone, the phone rang. He quickly picked it up and answered it, and heard a bad laugh coming from the other side: "Did you just call me?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Qing's somewhat solemn expression slowly melted away, and he said with a smile: "Yes, I chatted with your grandma for a while."

Qi Juan laughed and said: "I called you at ten o'clock, but I didn't get through. Shanshan also said that you must be chatting with some vixen. Well, I will go and tell my grandma later..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter, curses and exclamations from the other side. In addition to Liu Shanshan's, there was also Zhou Yanyan's voice.

After a while, Qi Juan looked like a victorious general and said proudly: "It's settled! What did my grandma say?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "I'm advised to change my career to engineering."

Qi Juan laughed and said, "I guessed it. When my dad was going to do rock music, my grandma almost fainted. From then on, she hated this industry. Don't mind, as long as I like it. How are you today?"

Zhang Qing gave an overview of the day's events, and finally said: "Tomorrow I will go to the company to have a look, and then go to the alto to find some recording talents. After recording the demo, we will go to Hong Kong City."

Qi Juan smiled and said: "Actually, in this industry, no matter how big or small, everyone recommends each other within the circle. If you don't draw a clear line between you and Zhang Tianmao, it's just a matter of his words."

Zhang Qing was ambitious and said: "That's why this circle is getting smaller and smaller. It doesn't matter that it's difficult for people with no connections to enter the circle. I don't believe you can't find outstanding talents without the recommendation of acquaintances!"

Qi Juan chuckled and said: "That's not the case. You are right. Most of the people who take the recording department of the four major conservatories fail the piano test and the composition test. It will be difficult for these people to find a job after graduation. Do you think

Ah, there are only so many music studios in the country, including public orchestras and TV stations, not much in total. So a large number of people are unemployed after graduation. It’s easy to find someone. But it’s not that easy to find elites.

…”

Zhang Qing heard the profound meaning in her last sentence, and there was obviously something in her words, so he smiled and said, "Do you have anything to recommend?"

Qi Juan smiled "viciously" and said: "Are you so confident when asking for help?"

Zhang Qing said speechlessly: "Then how can I ask for it?"

Qi Juan said happily: "Say something nice...go away and find a man by yourself!"

The latter sentence is obviously talking about Liu Moushan.

Zhang Qing smiled warmly and said: "There is no one else in my eyes, but you are everywhere. I see all living beings as grass and trees, but I only see you as a green mountain. I hope that the years can look back, and we can grow old together with deep love."

After waiting for a while, Qi Juan's response came from there: "My father said that there is a recording veteran in Pingjing who is idle at home, named Shen Xin. Although she is a woman, her level is very high. Her address is XX Hospital, Wanshou Road.

.Please remember the phone number: 010xxxxx."

Next to her was Liu Shanshan's startled laughter: "Your voice is so soft and charming, so coquettish!"

Zhang Qing asked subconsciously: "Is it also unfortunate for divorced families?"

Qi Juan had already taken care of Liu Shanshan, and her voice had recovered somewhat, but it was still gentle, and said: "What are you talking about? She is doing well. She is just tired of being a housewife at home and wants to come back to the world. You let Zhao Qiang talk about it, otherwise

Her husband is not worried about such a young and handsome boy coming to visit her. He just said that my dad introduced him, so there should be no problem. Okay, there is a rebellion here, my dear, please step aside, I will deal with them first."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Okay, go to bed early, good night."

"Miss you Good night."

…

Three days later.

When Zhao Qiang led a somewhat stout middle-aged woman to No. 9 Courtyard in Nitiao, Beichizi, Zhang Qingzheng was wearing Laopingjing cloth shoes, a vest and shorts, and together with Huadie, they were recording on a "Planet Brand" tape recorder.

accompaniment, singing "Iron-Blooded Heart".

When the two of them arrived, Zhang Qing and Hua Die were singing in a mixed chorus. The so-called masters can usually tell the difference with just one move.

It’s not that the two of them have great singing skills. Huadie’s singing skills are naturally good, but Zhang Qing can only say that they are good.

But this song really shocked Shen Xin.

After so many years in the industry, this is the first time I see someone dare to sing like this.

Usually domestic mixed choruses are mostly used in songs with the main melody, but the effect is...just to enhance the momentum.

To be honest, it is inevitably noisy.

But in this song, the male and female voices sing together, and they can be so harmonious. What's even more rare is that every word can be heard clearly.

"good!"

After the two sang, Shen Xin applauded and praised them.

Zhang Qing hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly and said hello: "Hello, Sister Shen, I am Zhang Qing, just call me Qingzi."

Shen Xin was surprised to see him being so low-key and respectful, and said with a smile: "Qing Shao is too polite. Now Qing Shao is very popular in the circle, not only composing lyrics and music, but also writing novels and establishing a sect. I will be able to work under Qing Shao in the future."

Please take care of me while you eat."

Don't think that this is closeness. This is actually a kind of politeness and distance, just like always saying "you" when speaking.

Zhang Qing had barely understood the way people from the capital spoke.

Zhang Qing smiled and saw Zhao Qiang nodding. Knowing that the agreement had been reached, he stopped talking and said: "Sister Shen, please come and see if the equipment is enough. The No. 6 courtyard is going to hire someone to build a regular room."

I’m in the recording studio, but I’m in a hurry to record the demo right now, so I’ll make do with it first.”

He led Shen Xin into the backyard. Shen Xin also praised her along the way: "Your yard is really nice, and the situation is decent."

After arriving at the recording studio, she smiled and said: "Hu Quan and Tan Huimin are the two oldest sisters in the mainland music scene, but Tan Huimin is luckier than her and met you first. It's a pity for Hu Quan, but this music studio he saved is good

It’s more than enough to record a demo.”

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "That's good. You and Sister Zhao will discuss what is needed for a regular recording studio and build one that is not that big, but sophisticated enough. We will record the demo of "Iron-Blooded Heart" first, and the rest will come from Hong Kong.

Let’s talk about it after we get back from the city.”
Chapter completed!