"Mom, I really like the environment here. I like my friends now. I don't want to leave.”
"Pa!"
"Do you think that with our family's current conditions, we can pay off the 50 million yuan penalty? Now, there's such a good opportunity for you to go to Tang Corporation to develop. They promised to help you cover it first and pay it off in five years. What are you hesitating about?”
"But I don't want to go abroad…"
"You are now following that evil Zhang Cong. Even if he has the strength, can he give you a chance to stand out? Why didn't they take a look at how they were doing? I'll give you three days. If you don't think it through, not only will we lose the lawsuit, but our family will also go bankrupt!”
……
The harsh words lingered in his mind and he could not get rid of them…
No matter how outstanding Cai Xukun was, he couldn't bear the debt of 50 million yuan.
When he was 16 years old, he had already participated in " Star Wars Asia " and formed a swin group to debut. However, who knew that his debut was the beginning of his nightmare...
For the sake of their dreams, they had signed an overbearing clause. In the first year, they could only get 10% of their income, and after that, they would get 10% more every year. Moreover, in the company, they did not have any packaging for them. Even the fan meeting was organized by them with their own money.
Later, for the sake of his dream, he resolutely requested to terminate the contract. However, the contract stated that if he broke the contract, he would have to pay a compensation of 320 million yuan. The current 50 million yuan was the final compensation that his parents had received after begging everywhere.
This amount of compensation was something he could not afford at all.
He had never told anyone about this, but the pressure on him had never lessened.
That was why he had always valued his fans. However, when Zhang Cong was the most doubted, he still chose to post the Weibo post that said," Zhang Cong is my brother."
Now that he saw that Zhang Cong was going to record a song, he really wanted to go, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. He also didn't want to drag anyone down.
Cai Xukun turned his head, and his beautiful eyes were already a little hazy…
However, Zhang Cong, who was in the recording studio, had already started recording his new song. Now, he only wanted to make money. Of course, he would choose a song that he was best at and would definitely be popular.
On Earth, the most popular pop singer chart was always dominated by a few people. Zhou Jielun, Xu Song, E-god, Mayday, Xue Zhiqian, these people seemed to have been erased from history. In this world, there was no trace of them at all.
Zhang Cong had also made some selections in his mind. The current trend was to mix Chinese and English dance music. Although he was also good at it, if he wanted to be popular, he had to have a different style.
Among these people, the one with the most unique musical style was naturally Zhou Jielun.
Frankly speaking, if Zhou Jielun opened a Weibo account, even if it was on Earth, the number of fans he had would definitely be unmatched. Not to mention 300 million, at least with the official recommendation, it would be easy for him to have more than 200 million fans.
Furthermore, in South Korea, when asked which Chinese singers they knew, 90% of them would answer one person: Zhou Jielun. Whether it was " Initial D " or " The Secret That Can't Be Revealed," both caused a huge storm in South Korea and successfully brainwashed their young people.
The young people of this world were too fascinated by Korean songs. In fact, they did not know that South Korea had only been established for 400 years. Compared to Chinese culture, it was more than ten times worse.
Whenever he thought of Chairman Zhou's song, Zhang Cong's mind was filled with memories. At every concert, as long as the melody started, 90% of the people in the venue would know what song it was and could not help but blurt it out.
Zhang Cong had also watched a few of Jay Chou's concerts in the rain. The fanaticism of the fans at the concert was no less than the screams of big-bang fans. Moreover, it was at the age of Jay Chou's twilight years.
If he could replicate the miracle of Chairman Zhou in this world, not to mention his sister Zhang Xinyu, his influence would be enough to shake the Chinese music industry and even the entire Asian music industry. By then, once he became famous, who would dare to say anything to Zhang Xinyu?
At this moment, Qin Fen quickly waved his hand in front of Zhang Cong's eyes and said,"
"Boss, what's wrong? I've never seen you think about a song for so long…Boss, why are you crying?”
"You're the one crying!"
Zhang Cong touched the corner of his eyes. Not only that, but two drops of tears actually flowed down…
Could it be that he was thinking of supporting Zhang Xinyu? Was it a natural reaction of his body?
"Boss, are you alright?"
Qin Fen's face was full of concern as he leaned his face close to Zhang Cong.
"It's okay. Let's start. Same old rules. I'll write the score, and you find the rhythm.”
"Good, good. Boss, it's good that you're fine.”
Qin Fen let out a long sigh of relief.
Chairman Zhou's songs were really difficult. Even though Zhang Cong could sing almost every song of Chairman Zhou's, knowing how to sing and how to write were two different things.
At his current level, he was indeed unable to play a godly piece like " Nocturne," but the other songs were not that difficult.
Closing his eyes and pondering, Zhang Cong began to recall every note of "Unable to Open Her Mouth" in his mind.
This song was a sad slow song. The melody was melodious and the rhythm was increasing. At that time, it was a great innovation.
After making up his mind, Zhang Cong sat down next to the piano and started his audition.
In his mind, the melody appeared. Every note was grasped and identified by him. His hand on the piano could not help but play…
The tune of this song was C, and the melody was extremely beautiful.
Qin Fen, who was still dozing off at the side, was suddenly invigorated when he heard the sound of the piano!
He didn't know what song Zhang Cong was playing, but why did the melody sound so catchy?
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I beg you to be determined!
I don't want to repeat the important things thrice, boohoo ~
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