I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 33 I'm Really Not So Noble
The reason why Jing Xiaoqiang came to Shanghai Song and Dance Hall to sing without hesitation.

Even after he found out that he had the skills to play, sing and dance, he was born in a drama academy after all, and had gone through the circles of those years.

Understand that this is a short period of time when a whole generation of Tianwang Tianhou sang from the dance hall after the reform.

Countless famous names have become popular at this stage, laying the foundation for how many years they can eat later.

Whether it is getting enough cash, buying a car and buying a house for investment income, or you can always go out and make money with a shy face.

Only this short period of time is the most savage growth stage of the entire domestic commercial song and dance, there are not so many packages, and there are not so many faction companies.

Just by singing, you can make money and make a fortune in the dance hall.

Jing Xiaoqiang never thought of becoming famous.

He never considered himself a singer.

But in the past nearly 1 days, among the several major dance halls in the center of Shanghai, the Symphony Orchestra Dance Hall is definitely the No. [-] in terms of popularity, word-of-mouth, and experience!
Xiaoqiang, a young singer who can't see the end of the dragon, starts with disco, and then uses a hoarse and lyrical voice to form his personal characteristics. Finally, he can adjust the atmosphere with a witty narrative song mode. This is not something ordinary singers can do. .

The most important thing is that his series of songs in foreign languages ​​not only set a threshold that is difficult to surpass imitation for his peers, but also in this era when Shanghai and Hai, which advocates internationalization, generally worship foreigners and foreigners, it is really a goat who has beaten a sheep's fart and is arrogant and foreign.

Wait until he starts to use this personal characteristic voice to interpret the currently popular Hong Kong and Taiwan songs next to each other.

Other singers who are still based in Huhai are already feeling quite frustrated.

Because I have heard Xiaoqiang sing, and then go to other dance halls, I will feel almost meaningless.

For example, Luo Zhongxu, who was famous at the time, and Huang Ma, who became a big hit later, are now singing in several other houses.

In the end, they all found a reason to leave Shanghai!
All day long, dancers tell me how well whoever sings, and how good it is to drive the atmosphere. Are you a little too contrived or something?

Those who are related to TV stations go to Pingjing, those who want to make money go south to Pengzhen, Guangdong Province, anyway, those who are a little famous don’t want to stay in Shanghai at the moment.

There are only some unknown newbies left to support each, and we will see if anyone from the music school can come to the top after the new semester starts.

The entire Huhai dance hall industry has been shaken, and there is a faint taste of when everyone Cheng and Mei sang Honghu Beach.

In fact, there are many people who come to dig Jing Xiaoqiang, and there are many record companies.

Too bad it can't be dug.

Jing Xiaoqiang does not have the mentality of other singers who are desperately looking for money while they are popular. They fix five songs every day and call it a day after singing. Otherwise, how much can I give?

Two yuan for a ticket, a dance hall may only earn two or three thousand in ticket revenue, and all kinds of costs such as venue, electricity bills, and bands are eliminated.

Can I give the singer a thousand?

These days, singing in karaoke halls is no more than the fitness tips of foreign-related hotels every day.

As for the record company's invitation to release an album, it is not eligible to participate in the share, and if you can get a few thousand to ten thousand, you will be at the top.

It can't compete with the audio and video companies that Huhai is already cooperating with.

Therefore, Jing Xiaoqiang's inattentive manner has the effect of being a little hungry and selling, so that dancers can't listen enough every day, and they don't feel aesthetic fatigue.

The whole Shanghai Beach has an excellent reputation!
People who have never heard of it are rushing here, and they turn to other dance halls only when they can't squeeze any more.

Many dancers came to listen to Xiaoqiang sing, and the scalpers maintained the order on their own.

Now that I heard that this is Xiaoqiang's old husband, the young girl held by Uncle Cheng was surprised.

Jing Xiaoqiang was not angry, he stretched out his hand to separate the stick and hit the mandarin ducks: "Don't pay attention to him, the old man is very bad, the little girl doesn't fall for him!"

The girl screamed terribly: "They're not small..."

Also sway.

Uncle Cheng liked this kind of tune so much, he kept pushing Jing Xiaoqiang back to sing: "You are busy, you are busy, leave me alone... oh oh, we have to go back together, remember!"

Jing Xiaoqiang was speechless, crying in his heart that I was really wrong!

This old man has been controlled by his mother all his life, just like that Prince Charles, if he does something in the Shanghai and Haiti borders, as long as it is anyone in his original circle, it is estimated that the news will reach his mother's ears.

Only Jing Xiaoqiang, a pure outsider, is the safest!

No wonder he is so enthusiastic about helping to build a car, the driver, son-in-law, shield, entertainment industry guide, it's all work...

Jing Xiaoqiang felt that Cadillac was no longer fragrant!
When he finished singing five songs and went to find this old guy, he had already learned Cha Cha, and was wriggling his butt to deal with the swaying girl, very happy.

Jing Xiaoqiang grabbed him by the collar angrily and retreated. Uncle Cheng tried his best to bid his sister goodbye, and made an appointment to see you the day after tomorrow...

Going around the back door and driving to the side of the road, Jing Xiaoqiang wondered, "Why did I make an appointment the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I'm going to report to the university, so maybe I won't come."

Uncle Cheng couldn't help himself: "Tomorrow Nannan will come back and take her to school at night... Would you please help!"

Jing Xiaoqiang is sober in the world: "Ah! You don't go around in such a big circle, there is no way, don't think that you can help me get the car cheaply, and stop you, then it's natural to call me, you all know how to find a young and beautiful girl, why Do you have to ask me to find someone older?"

Uncle Cheng sighed in the co-pilot: "My failure as a father, I didn't help my daughter solve life-long affairs early, should I go to the blind date corner in the park to set up a stall?"

Jing Xiaoqiang watched from the sidelines: "Act, continue to act, please start your performance."

Uncle Cheng told the facts and reasoned: "Our family is really okay. All domestic assets have been donated long ago, but there are still deposits overseas. You can get foreign exchange back after reporting. You and 囡囡 will never worry about food and clothing..."

Why was it suddenly juxtaposed.

Jing Xiaoqiang sneered: "Yes, you are indeed very discerning, I am very good, but do you think I look like a son-in-law, my current income ability and stage professional ability, it is not good to live freely, I have to go. Your family is restrained, are you willing to change it?"

Uncle Cheng is really a fun companion, and he doesn't have any bad intentions.

Sitting there blankly, thinking about admitting: "I don't want to, to be honest, I envy you so much, let me live again, I'd rather be free to work hard for a lifetime, rather than being restrained all the time. It's not my intention to do anything, I've been suffocated for the rest of my life!"

Jing Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand and patted Uncle Cheng's shoulder: "Do not do to others what you do not want to do to others, and what you have now is what countless people yearn for, so don't make a fuss about it. Since you are here, play your role well, come. , When I got home, I suddenly don't want to park the car in your garage, there are too many traps, I have to weigh it."

Sure enough, there are both gains and losses. Uncle Cheng La Jing Xiaoqiang accompanied him into the house to show his face. The strict tutoring proved that he did not fool around, let alone spend the night outside.

When Jing Xiaoqiang drove away, he could feel Uncle Cheng's extremely envious eyes standing in front of the window, watching him go away.

With a car, the feeling is indeed completely different, and the dimension of freedom has expanded many times in an instant.

After a short run on the urban road, which is still very rare, I went to the suburbs, drove aimlessly to the opposite bank of a brightly lit port, and parked the car on the water bank to enjoy this breezy feeling of emptying.

As a result, he was attacked by mosquitoes at the beginning, and the car window was closed and it was sultry, and the petty bourgeoisie feeling that he was thinking about bringing a girl to sit here in the future was beaten to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the light of the flashlight came over, and asked who was doing what here!
Jing Xiaoqiang was ready to fight the criminals right away!

In the past, in New Jersey or Brooklyn, if I went to a remote place with my girlfriend, I might be attacked and robbed by gangs after dark.

This is also the origin of his crazy physical training.

Is it safe to go back home?
It seems that the 90s is really a bit messy.

As a result, he immediately saw the militiamen with submachine guns and the serious-looking police officers, and he immediately persuaded.

Anyone who's been at Citi knows never to mess with the police.

He raised his hands and surrendered, and was then escorted by highly vigilant police officers and militiamen to the police station and drove back to the police station. It was not enough to show the receipt for the purchase of the car from the government agency.
Jing Xiaoqiang felt all over his body, he really didn't want to mention Uncle Cheng, wouldn't he be the son-in-law of that family.

And I didn't have a phone number from my uncle's house.

Only the business card of Zhou Qingyun was found.

Calling the professor of the Conservatory of Music, Zhou Qingyun can't make a verbal guarantee in the name of the academy. He has to take a taxi to the suburbs himself to pick up the person, or the security department will issue a letter of introduction tomorrow to pick up the person.

Seeing the gray-haired old professor arriving in a chaotic hurry, Jing Xiaoqiang felt extremely sorry, and finally bowed to Zhou Qingyun like a child who made a mistake.

The university professor's work permit is still powerful, mainly because Jing Xiaoqiang accidentally broke into the scope of the shipyard, where the manufacture of warships is highly secret.

Jing Xiaoqiang wanted to cry without tears: "I just drove the car and wanted to walk around, aimlessly..."

It was a pitch-dark place with no cameras or telescopes, so what kind of spies were you?

Instead, Zhou Qingyun hurriedly explained to him: "We are an art academy. Artists sometimes need inspiration and thinking. Recently, he is creating works related to air force soldiers, and he may need to experience the collection. We will strengthen ideological education when we go back..."

Only then did Jing Xiaoqiang take away, but no one checked Jing Xiaoqiang's driver's license from beginning to end!

I would also like to thank the police uncle for his high vigilance, which could have saved the more serious consequences. Jing Xiaoqiang drove out of the car and went back to the city, sorry for not knowing what to say.

A man in his 50s, making such a fool of himself, almost buried his head in the mahogany steering wheel.

It was the vocal music professor who comforted him: "I know, I understand that artists are all out of place, and they have to look at things from a different perspective. Everyone is neat, you are a good boy, and it is normal to be depressed..."

Jing Xiaoqiang raised his head sharply and wanted to say, no!

I'm thinking about the girl in melancholy...!
The kind of girl who wants big waves, not pure, firm, female masters...

(End of this chapter)