Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 101 Bao Guowei appears!

"Shouldn't this song be an opera? It's a silly song without backup dancers!"

The audience immediately started to commotion, and Zhang Xiaolin's people took the opportunity to fan the flames of the crowd, shouting something from time to time.

"It's really not interesting. This Du Yuesheng is too perfunctory."

"Was Hu Die being coerced? Wouldn't such a performance ruin his reputation?"

Even the business leaders who were invited frowned.

Guo Quan is the third eldest child in the family and is the younger brother of Guo Le, the boss of Yongan Company. He turned around and said with a frown.

"Brother, is this Du Yuesheng doing something random?"

Guo Le did not care about the noisy appearance of others. He said calmly: "Don't be anxious. We are not here to watch a performance. It is true that we can do something for the common people. Can we do it again?" Raise some money? Let's get this 'naming rights'."

Guo Quan grimaced, obviously unhappy.

"Brother, we don't have that much liquidity, the company has to spend money everywhere!"

"Use your brain, this 'naming right' is not an ordinary false name."

Before Guo Le finished speaking, the singing on the stage suddenly started.

"

I live in the head of the Yangtze River

You live at the end of the Yangtze River

"

Accompanied by Hu Die's beautiful voice, as soon as the two lyrics came out, the audience fell into silence.

Her singing voice was melodious and melodious, as if she was speaking softly in her ears. Her attire of a fisherman immediately drew everyone into the artistic conception.

"Is this what the song goes like?"

The spectators in the audience raised questions, but they were quickly covered up by another voice.

"Singing like this makes me sound much more comfortable than the high-pitched voice I used to sing."

"Compared with the singing style in the dance hall in the concession, I feel a lot tired. My ears are clearer when I sing like this."

Words of praise filled the venue for a while, and most people forgot about the embarrassment of not having a backup dancer and were immersed in the singing.

Zhong Hua is one of the leaders of the Shanghai Orchestra. Today he invited Mr. Shen Xingong, a leading figure in the Shanghai music scene, to come over.

The old man is just over 60 years old. He was a scholar in his early years and studied abroad in Japan. He devoted his life to music education and composed many classroom songs based on foreign music.

He is considered a veteran in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, but something went wrong at the fundraiser today.

Zhong Hua couldn't help but said apologetically: "Mr. Shen, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that Du Yuesheng would be in this situation."

"Don't interrupt!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mr. Shen Xingong waving his hands to him, looking at the stage intently, and listening with one ear.

"Mr. Shen, you?"

While Zhong Hua was talking and listening, he was a little stunned. He couldn't help blurting out: "Is this the way to sing?"

Backstage, Bao Guowei was also a little surprised. He was surprised that in just a few days, the other party had practiced this song so skillfully. Seeing the reactions of everyone in the audience, it seemed that he had been saved?

"Master, they don't seem to follow the routine! Hu Die's song is really nice, it's completely different from the past!" Ah Huang said stammering.

Zhang Xiaolin was also panicked. Several attacks were easily resolved by the opponent, and he seemed to be well prepared. He suddenly felt unsure and turned to look at Zhang Zhiping and said.

"My dear brother, do you have any good ideas?"

He is now path dependent on Zhang Zhiping.

Zhang Zhiping was also surprised. Logically speaking, after using these tricks and fanning the flames, he would ruin the fund-raising meeting.

But who would have thought that this situation would happen frequently, but he did not panic because at this moment, he found a more suitable attack point.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao Lin, we just wait until the music is finished."

A song slowly ended with melodious accompaniment. It was obvious that this accompaniment had been adapted, and Hu Die had made some preparations before.

"Ahh.ah..ah"

"You will definitely live up to your lovesickness! You will definitely live up to your lovesickness!"

Hu Die's melodious voice carried some magnetism as she sang the last sentence. The sadness and longing on her face overflowed, and her bright eyes were filled with tears.

"Clap clap clap!"

Most of the people in the audience stood up at this time, and there was thunderous applause.

"Well done! Well done!"

"Hu Die sings so well!"

There were cheers from the crowd, and Hu Die finally came to the stage at this time. There were still tears in her eyes, and a big stone gradually fell down in her heart.

God knows how much pressure she felt to perform on stage alone without a backup dancer and against the suspicion of others.

Although Bao Guowei's singing method sounds good, it is still not certified. Who knows whether the audience will agree with the new thing?

Now it seems that everything has been resolved.

"Everyone, can you stop for a moment and let me say a few words?"

A sudden voice appeared in the field. His voice was not loud, but there were countless Zhang Xiaolin's men around who acted as microphones for him. For a while, the whole field was filled with these words.

Everyone looked at the speaker, who was a thin young man with a pale face. At this time, someone exclaimed.

"He is Zhang Zhiping!"

Everyone in the audience suddenly realized that it was Zhang Zhiping who wrote romance novels?

Everyone was in the mood, and they were naturally unhappy when they were suddenly interrupted. Some people couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"Who do I think it is? So it's Zhang Zhiping? What's wrong? You don't want to go find those young ladies and have a romantic relationship with them, but you also want to do charity?"

These words were said very viciously, and the other person was mocking the other person for being famous only by being a lady and writing some romance novels.

Zhang Zhiyuan's pale face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "Don't accuse people of their innocence out of thin air. Love novels are just my daily work to adjust my life. I also have a lot of understanding of literature."

"Literary understanding? Is your literary understanding the love triangle?"

There was another burst of laughter in the venue, and Zhang Zhiping was so angry that he flew into a rage, but he was so angry that he gradually suppressed his anger and turned to everyone.

"I'd better talk about today's performance!"    "Let's see what you have to say!"

Zhang Zhiping had already prepared a plan in his mind and brought the topic to something he was good at. He was very confident and said with a smile.

"I came to this fundraiser today out of sorrow for the people in Zhijiang who are suffering from the disease. I wanted to donate some charity and contribute my small amount to the people."

"But who would have thought that all the performances they saw were just some warblers and swallows, singing and dancing to make peace, how could this be the case for a businesswoman who still sings about the flowers in the backyard?"

Zhang Zhiping pointed at Hu Die on the stage, and his voice seemed extremely loud at this moment.

"I thought that it was just some songs and dances before, but I didn't expect that Miss Hu Die also sang about love and love. No matter how sad the song is, what does it have to do with the people of Li?"

Of course, it was impossible for him not to appreciate the symbolic meaning of this song adapted from verses, but so what?

As long as a literati ignores those things that are not good for him and focuses on those things that are good for him, he can make a complete and reasonable statement.

Everyone was stunned by these words. Those present were all upper-class people, and naturally most of them had read books. How could they not understand what Zhang Zhiping meant.

Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be some problem.

But there are also people who show their character and jump out to speak.

"Don't talk nonsense. The meaning of this song is very obvious. It means that the people of Shanghai and Hangzhou drink from the same river together. It has a profound meaning and uses the love between men and women to express the love of people in the two places to help each other!"

Zhang Zhiping shook his head and said: "The Yangtze River does not pass through Hangzhou, and the Qiantang River is not in the Yangtze River basin. How can we drink water from the same river?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the venue fell silent, because Zhang Zhiping said it without any problem. According to his logic, it was indeed inappropriate to put this song here.

Hu Die on the stage couldn't help it anymore. She said a little gaffefully: "Don't talk nonsense. This song contains the meaning. Besides, even if it doesn't fit in, what does it have to do with today's fundraiser?" ?”

"Miss Hu Die's words are a bit strange. She says there is a meaning and at the same time she says there is no meaning. So does it have a meaning?"

Zhang Zhiping is also sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. He is simply acting like a rogue by changing his concepts, but he does not expect to be able to truly convince others.

He has only one purpose, which is to completely disrupt this venue!

"I, I." Hu Die knew that she had said the wrong thing, and was panicked for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head and said: "I think Brother Du is still not good at it! How could a fund-raising party be held so badly? Don't worry, I will also hold a fund-raising party in the near future. How could it become such a farce?"

He spoke as if the harassment in the venue had nothing to do with him.

"A dog is raised according to his standards!" Du Yuesheng finally couldn't stand it any longer. If someone hadn't stopped him, he would have really rushed forward and given Zhang Xiaolin a good beating.

"Brother Yuesheng! Calm down! If we start fighting with him this time, it will really become a joke!" Zhang Taiyan couldn't help but dissuade him.

It's really a bit too passive. It doesn't matter how Du Yuesheng fights with him in private. Nowadays, there are all well-known figures in the field.

Some newspaper reporters even got even more excited. It would be unwise to start a conflict.

In the venue, some people were already preparing to leave. The experience tonight was really a bit of a mess.

Seeing that he had basically achieved his goal, Zhang Xiaolin immediately ordered his subordinates: "Hurry and prepare the car. We will evacuate immediately! Du Yuesheng's people are probably coming soon."

After all, his strength is still inferior. If he is beaten here, he will not be able to survive!

At this time, I heard a young voice on the stage say.

"What are you guys going to do? The show isn't over yet!"

"How about I, Bao Guowei, sing a song for everyone?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was like thunder.

Bao Guowei?

Sing?

The former's name has spread throughout the Shanghai stock market recently!

It was like a ground-breaking shock, and everyone's attention was attracted.

"Bao Guowei? Isn't he the young genius who wrote "The Silent Majority" and "Short Stories of Epidemic Prevention and Control"? He can actually sing?"

"Are you crazy? There is no reason for a man to go on stage and sing. It's really an insult to politeness!"

"Bao Guowei sings? Real or fake? I'd like to hear it."

Some of the people in the audience were surprised, some were angry, and some were curious. But no matter what, everyone was attracted by the attraction and the momentum of dispersing in the venue stopped.

This is also the effect Bao Guowei wants to achieve.

"Bingwen, what do you want to do? Are you crazy?"

It's not that there were no male singers in the Republic of China, but the status of singers today is still very low. Even Hu Die calls herself an actress.

After all, in the Qing Dynasty, almost all the singers were in brothels, which shows the prejudice against singing at that time.

Not to mention, for a scholar like Bao Guowei, singing is simply an act of self-destruction.

Bao Guowei shook his head and said simply.

"There is no other way. Our fundraiser cannot fail, and Hangzhou cannot wait any longer. My reputation has never been an important thing!"

"Bingwen!"

Hu Die's beautiful eyes opened wide, with tears still in them. She didn't know whether they were moved, shocked or some other emotion.

Bao Guowei pulled the microphone in front of him and looked backstage.

At this moment, Zhang Taiyan's expression was livid, as if he didn't want to look here at all. I don't know how Bao Guowei persuaded him before to get on stage.

Du Yuesheng was not idle either. At this time, he had already begun to make arrangements, and kept giving orders to several subordinates.

Bao Guowei exhaled. He didn't expect that one day he would have to sing to save the situation. It was really a bit dramatic.

Then he turned to Hu Die and asked.

"How's it going? Can you sing?"

It took Hu Die a long time before she wiped away her tears and said, "Since I have prepared the accompaniment, I can already sing it!"

The eyes she looked at Bao Guowei were full of admiration.

Smiling and nodding, Bao Guowei said to everyone in the audience who were still shocked.

"Next, please enjoy the song "Let the World Be Full of Love"!"

　Big update today!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)