Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

Zhang Tiejun raised his head and looked at Officer Liu, who looked surprised, and smiled: "Okay, sister?" Don't embarrass you, do you?

Officer Liu raised his hand and patted Zhang Tiejun's head: "What about you, did you really write it yourself?" "

Yes." Zhang Tiejun nodded, his face was not red, and his heart did not beat and admitted: "I have been writing some idle in the past few years, but I have not had the opportunity to sing." Why don't you sing a song Sister Liu, and I'll listen to it? See if there's one that works for your throat.

"Really?"

"Really."

Isn't this a thing that comes easily? You don't really have to rack your brains to figure it out.

Officer Liu looked at Zhang Tiejun and blinked for a while, turned his head to open the outer door of the rehearsal room and looked into the corridor, then closed the door and plugged it in from the inside: "Then I'll sing one for you to listen to." You are not allowed to go out.

"Okay. What am I doing here? Zhang Tiejun stood up to make way for Officer Liu.

"I didn't study it professionally, I just sang it myself."

Director Liu was a little embarrassed: "At that time, I was young and timid, and besides, my singing voice was not the same as usual, you can't laugh at me." Turn your face and tell you. "

In fact, many people's voices are different from what they usually speak when they sing, and some people even change their voices when they speak Mandarin and dialects, which is normal. It's just that the information is blocked at this time, and there are many things that most people have never been exposed to and don't understand.

Director Liu has been engaged in literary and artistic work for so many years, and it is naturally easy to play the piano, even much better than Zhang Tiejun's level, after sitting down, he thought about it, cleared his throat and sang.

"Don't ask me where I'm going, my heart is on you. Don't ask me where I'm going, my affection is holding you. I am a green leaf of yours, and my roots are in your land..."

Ouch, not bad. Director Liu's voice is clear and atmospheric, but it is indeed like she said, she has not learned Xi systematically, and she is stupid. That's pretty incredible.

"Sister, let's change to a gentler one."

Officer Liu thought for a while and knocked on the piano keys: "The beautiful grassland is my home, the wind blows the green grass all over the flowers, the colorful butterflies fly and the birds sing, and the blue water reflects the sunset..."

It's also a national version. But the singing is really good, Director Liu is still quite foundational, and the vocal range is enough.

The main thing is that people at this time like to listen to songs and sing, and like to imitate the singer's voice and movements, which can be regarded as hard work. After all, Director Liu often had to perform on stage back then.

It's not about personal style, it's about likeness.

Zhang Tiejun waved his hand and motioned for Officer Liu to stop: "Sing a sweet song."

Officer Liu thought for a while, tried a few notes, and the rhythm of sweet honey sounded on the tips of his fingers: "Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze."

Where and where have I seen you, your smile is so familiar, I can't remember it for a while..."

Lao Deng's songs span several eras and are loved by generations, especially in the 90s, when it was called a hit, and every song could be sung by anyone who could sing a few voices.

Especially the two songs of Tianmimi and He Rijun again, from elementary school students to forty or fifty years old at this time, they can't rap well, but they can definitely sing it.

Later generations can never imagine how obsessed they were with singing in the 80s and 90s, and even memorized the lyrics of each song clearly and copied them down in a small notebook. Every single one.

In this era, there is no Internet, and the lyrics of many songs can only be recorded sentence by sentence by listening to the tape recorder.

After singing a sweet song, Officer Liu closed the electronic piano and sat there looking at Zhang Tiejun. I don't know why Zhang Tiejun actually saw a trace of nervousness in Officer Liu's eyes.

Bang bang bang... Zhang Tiejun slapped his slap a few times: "Sister, you sing so well, your voice is also good, it is enough for high and low, and it is also distinctive, it's a pity that you don't sing all the time." This

sentence is really not blowing nonsense, Director Liu's voice and vocal range are indeed worthy of this praise, Zhang Tiejun still has some appreciation ability in this regard, at least semi-professional level.

Whoever sleeps with an excellent soloist for more than ten years can have such a level.

The country is too big, with a population of more than one billion, and there are not too many talents of all kinds, and those who look good and sing are even better like carp crossing the river, but not everyone can get such an opportunity.

As for the fact that the whole country can't find twelve kickers, this matter belongs to metaphysics and will not be discussed.

"I know how to pick the best ones." Officer Liu stood up with a smile and straightened her skirt.

"I'm talking from my heart, you're good-looking, and you sing well, it's a pity not to perform on stage."

"How can there be such a good thing, it's good to be able to go to work, but I don't dare to think about that."

"Sister, let's go to the game together, will you go? And then let's figure out how to see if we can get out of tapes, record CDs, how do you feel?

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, you can sing and I can write, the conditions are not bad, why not try? I just don't have that way. "

It's true that there is no way, Zhang Tiejun is really not talking nonsense. As mentioned above, there is no shortage of talents in this country, and there is no shortage of people who write and sing, the key is opportunity and way.

No matter which aspect we have, we have always been in the hands of a very small number of people, just like the music scene at this time, either surnamed Jin or surnamed Gu, just like the song Grand Prix, either this academy or that academy, it will never be someone else's turn.

It's not a threat to kill you if I want to get out, it's a real thing. The man surnamed Zhou crippled all the national musical instruments in order to help foreign fathers spread and promote the piano, and his strength was not half a star.

There is also history, and there is traditional Chinese medicine. Too much.

This is war, not a joke. It's just that people are in a state of winning streak, and there has never been an enemy. There are too many escorts. That's a big group of people who can't be seen, and you can refer to the textbook for this.

"Will it work?"

"As long as you dare to think about it, and it won't affect your work, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Tiejun said: "The front is to quietly enter the village, and then talk about it after the explosion, why is it not your freedom when the time comes?"

"If you can really blow it, you can definitely blow it up?"

"I dare to bet my life with you, sister, do you believe it? I'm sure I have that confidence. As long as there is a way. "

If there is no way, it's pure nonsense, those who are reborn, write songs, send books, and immediately become popular and make a fortune are really dreams, or brainless dreams.

The song is popular because it was sung, not because people sang it, let's see who wrote the song, who is the composer of the song, you little salad honey, who cares about you? There is no chance of such a big needle eye.

"What about yourself?"

"I'll send it too, follow my sister to pick up some leaks. Women are good-looking, have a good voice, and are more likely to be popular, while men are much worse. Besides, let's just try it quietly, just do it, and if it doesn't work, it won't affect anything.

Officer Liu thought for a while and looked at Zhang Tiejun: "Are you really going to participate in the competition?"

"Well, the two of us. In fact, August 1st is okay, but I am afraid that it will be too late for time, and there are only more than ten days left.

Officer Liu pondered for a while: "I'll ask first." Come over in a few days, and I'll take you to the city.

"What for?"

"What else can I do when I record a song?" Officer Liu's face flushed slightly, and he punched Zhang Tiejun: "People are not big and not small. "

...... Zhang Tiejun is this injustice, what am I doing to be distracted? Sister, you can't put your own thoughts and moods on my head.

"Have time?"

"Yes." Zhang Tiejun nodded: "It just so happens that I also have something to do in the city." It is...... Can it be kept secret?

"Yes, let's just use the machine, just record it and take it away." What are you going to do in the city?

"I want to get a place to sell clothes, and now I can make money in business, I have to get some wife while I am young, don't wait until it's too late to regret it later."

"It's only eighteen, so it's so urgent." Officer Liu glanced at Zhang Tiejun: "Where did you get the capital?"

"Where can I make money from the family?" Count me and my family to borrow, do less first, take your time.

"Your mom is used to you." Officer Liu pursed her lips, she knew Zhang's mother and was quite familiar: "How many books did your mother get you?" "

Thirty thousand, a little little." Zhang Tiejun said half less. It's better to keep your money hidden.

"Thirty thousand is less? You've got a big heart. Your mother has been trading for so many years, and she can give you 30,000 yuan as a book, which seems to be really enough to support you, you have to work hard.

"Now you can't lose money selling clothes, you can earn more and earn less, as long as you don't have to sell cotton jackets in the summer, anyone can do the same."

This is not nonsense, the reason why the nineties is called the golden decade is because these ten years are really doing everything to make money, and the courage to do it can't be lost, too many people just hesitate to make mistakes.

And this decade is relatively fair, the family background has not had much impact, as long as you are willing to work, you can get ahead. Of course, those with good family backgrounds earn more.

But how to say it is a matter of more and less, not a later one without a chance at all.

Zhang Tiejun saw that the goal had been achieved, so he said goodbye: "Then I'll go back to Sister Yao first?" When am I coming to you?

Officer Liu thought for a while and said, "Why don't you wait for me to find you, I also said that it is not good, I have to contact that side first and ask, and the matter must be settled." If you have something to do, you can do it first. "

Okay." Zhang Tiejun nodded without hesitation and agreed, opened the door and walked out: "Then I'll go, sister, you can just talk to my mother." "

Let's go." Officer Liu stood there and watched Zhang Tiejun go out, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Tiejun went downstairs and rode his bicycle to his mother's shop.

"I see that your classmates have already passed, why did you come back?" Zhang's mother saw her eldest son come back and walked out of the store.

"I'm going to the union."

"To the union? Do? Zhang's mother took a bottle of soda and handed it to Zhang Tiejun.

"If you want to be that literary backbone, can't you get off work, go to someone to talk to, and try it anyway and don't suffer."

"Singing and dancing?" Zhang's mother looked at her son and laughed: "Can you do it?" Playing Big Stupid Bear on stage?

"How much do you have to look down on me?" also plays the big stupid bear. Your son, I sing very well, don't you?

"Okay, good singing. Did that happen?

"How can it be so fast, but I guess it should be about the same, that Xiaoliu is very easy to talk, and my Uncle Mao also helped me speak."

"Union Koyanagi? If it worked, I thanked her. Does she count?

"Well, she's in charge of this matter." Zhang Tiejun put down the soda bottle: "By the way, Mom, give me the money, I'll go to the city tomorrow to see the place, if it's suitable, it's settled directly."

"Tomorrow?"

"Ah, I went to the workshop on the 15th to report, and I didn't hurry up for two days? You're not going to change your mind, are you? There are only two months left in the summer, and you can still grab a wave in a hurry. "