Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

After reading the four pieces of paper for twenty minutes, the boss with long hair finally looked up and asked, "Did you write this yourself?"

Hong Guan smiled casually, "How about you give me a few?"

The boss laughed, thinking that he was indeed overthinking it. Guan Peng didn't even have a name in the music industry, so even if someone wrote a song, they wouldn't sell it to him!

Not only singers want to be famous, but songwriters and composers also want to be famous. How can they make money without being famous?

"I'll tell you the truth. These four songs of yours are of very high quality. Can you sell them to me? I'll give you 50,000 yuan for each song."

Hong Guan smiled and shook his head. "Sorry, I'm not short of money. I have a courtyard house with two entrances and two apartments. I can live comfortably by collecting rent.

Besides, these four songs have already been reserved."

"Oh? Who is it? I'll go talk to him!"

Hong Guan smiled even more happily. "Okay, the person in charge of the National Day Gala of the army, these four songs have been designated for the National Day Gala."

The boss's face turned dark, realizing that he had been fooled by Hong Guan. Moreover, what Hong Guan said was to tell him not to have any bad ideas, as he would not be able to take the responsibility!

"Okay, how do you want to arrange the music? I'll help you contact people!"

Hong Guan told the boss about his idea, and his boss's eyes lit up again. He picked up the phone and made the contact.

Dislocated Time and Space is relatively simple, with piano and guitar being enough, but The Lone Hero is a bit more complicated, as it includes some folk instruments, which are not for regular musicians!

"Parting Blooms" also uses the guzheng and erhu, and both require the boss's help in finding people for the task.

At this time, the person who was recording the song came out, which made Hong Guan's eyes light up. It turned out to be the popular princess in Hong Kong. "Lao Zhang, how was my singing just now?"

The boss named Zhang pointed at the phone, indicating that he was on the phone. The princess saw the music score on the table, picked it up and took a look, and immediately couldn't take her eyes off it.

As soon as Boss Zhang put down the phone, she spoke up, "Boss Zhang, who wrote this song? It's pretty good. Do you want to sell it?"

Boss Zhang pouted and said, "It's this guy, just like a little fox. I advise you not to dream about it. He is going to sing at the National Day party in the military district!

By the way, kid, I have contacted someone for you, but the song "The Lone Hero" uses a lot of folk instruments, so it will cost an extra thousand. As for "Flowers in Parting", it will cost an extra five hundred. That's ok, right?"

Hong Guan had a bit of a toothache. Damn, 8,500 yuan in 1995 was not a small sum of money.

"Okay, I'll add the money. Can we record it today? Do I need to pay you a deposit?"

"Forget about the deposit. Just prepare yourself. People will be here within an hour. We will clear a shed for you then!"

The princess came to Hong Guan with the music score and said, "Handsome boy, I like all these songs. Name your price!"

Hong Guan smiled casually, "I know you, the princess, you are very popular in Hong Kong, but this song is not for sale, and even if you buy it, you can't sing it. You should know the meaning of the lyrics very well. If you want to sing it, you'd better wait until after 1997!"

The princess rolled her eyes and said, "Am I a coward?"

"Haha, I don't know if you're afraid of trouble or not, but since you've signed with the company, don't cheat the company. Even though the share is small, it has made you famous!"

The princess rolled her eyes so much that you couldn't even see her black pupils. "Okay, you have guts, do you dare to tell me your name?"

"Okay, my name is Guan Peng!"

"Okay, I'll remember you!"

After saying that, he went back to the studio to record songs. However, Hong Guan realized quickly that this was probably not recording an album, but just singing casually. One thousand per hour, he must be very rich. Is it so easy to make money by singing?

Forty minutes later, Hong Guan brought the musicians and their instruments into another studio. Hong Guan was like a precise machine, and the arrangement was completed within an hour.

After the sound tracks were synthesized and the accompaniment was ready, Hong Guan listened and found no problem. The musicians laughed, thinking that it was easy money to make!

When Hong Guan was recording a demo in the recording studio, the princess was standing at the mixing console, picking up a pair of headphones and listening quietly!

Soon his eyes turned red, because Hong Guan's singing did not require any technique at all. He did not need to breathe or anything like that. He just relied on his high attributes. But his emotions were so damn abundant.

After all, he had experienced the world of Bright Sword and knew how bitter that world was and how difficult it was for the common people.

Many of his comrades who had gone through life and death together could not even wear cotton clothes in winter, let alone train. They could not even leave the house. But when it came to the battle, they had to lie in ambush in the snow for the whole day.

When fighting with the Japanese with bayonets, even though I knew I couldn't win, I still fought with my life. As long as I had a breath left, even if I had no weapons in my hands, I would bite off a piece of flesh from the Japanese!

Hong Guan sang with his eyes closed, as if those faces appeared before his eyes again. They were all earthy names, and faces blackened by gunpowder, as if they could never be washed clean.

When the four songs were finished, Hong Guan walked out of the recording studio. Boss Zhang gave Hong Guan a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are this good. I admire you. I won't charge you today. From now on, you can get a 50% discount when you come to Baihua to record songs!"

"Boss Zhang, you are older than me. I call you Brother Zhang, but I still have to pay you. You are also running a business!"

Boss Zhang laughed and cursed, "Fuck, do I need this little money from you? If I make this money, am I still a fucking human being? If my father knew about this, he would break my legs!"

Hong Guan chuckled. It seemed that this Boss Zhang might come from a wealthy family.

"That's fine, I won't be polite to Brother Zhang, but since Brother Zhang gave me face, I can't be ungrateful. I'll return the favor. I see that Brother Zhang is also a rock musician, so I'll write a song for you!"

"I didn't realize you're so particular, bro. Okay, I'll be waiting for you then!"

Hong Guan took out a white paper and a pen from his arms and said, "No need to wait, I can write now!" As he spoke, the pen tip and the white paper made a rustling sound, and a poem about Zheng Jun's elopement was copied out.

Boss Zhang couldn't wait to pick it up and read it. "Brother, your handwriting is really good, and your song is also good. I am grateful to you. Let's visit each other often in the future. If you encounter problems that you can't solve, come to Baihua to find me!"

"Okay, let's leave it at that for today. Brother Zhang, you go ahead and do your work. I should be able to finish my four songs tomorrow. I'm in a hurry!"

"No problem, just come tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, I'll go home first. Let's drink together some other day. Brother Zhang, please call a few more people who can drink. If there are not enough people, I'm afraid you'll get stomach bleeding from drinking!"

Boss Zhang laughed and said, "Boy, wait until after the National Day, and I'll see if you're really that awesome. If you're bragging, I'll make you come here standing and go back lying down!"

After Hong Guan left, Boss Zhang was about to put away the elopement, but the princess took it away. "This boy looks young, but he is quite talented! What do you think he does?"

“Haha, a hero should not be asked about his origins. Why ask so much? After singing four songs, as long as he doesn’t break the law, he will have the golden body, and he will be awesome at anything he does!

I say, Jingwen, you are not interested in her, are you just looking for an old cow to eat young grass? "

The princess raised her head proudly and said, "What? Is it not possible? I am not worthy of him!"

Boss Zhang slapped his forehead, feeling a little helpless. All the young guys in the Beijing circle are so fucking awesome. They dare to love and hate so boldly. The key point is why don’t they love him?

Hong Guan did not go back to school either. According to his memory, he came to the courtyard house left by his parents. He frowned as soon as he entered the yard. The courtyard house that used to be a good place was now almost like a slum.

There are two rooms in the back house, seven rooms in the front yard and seven rooms in the back yard, a total of sixteen rooms, all of which have been rented out and have become completely out of shape.

This is the ancestral home of Guan Peng’s family, but in this era, living in a courtyard house is really uncomfortable. Not only is there no heating, but you also have to go to a public toilet to use the toilet.

So Guan Peng's parents took advantage of the reform and opening up, went into business and made their first pot of gold, then moved out and bought their first apartment, a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment of over 70 square meters.

Later, when Guan Peng was in high school, the old building was too noisy, so he bought a house in a newly built community in Chaoyang District, which was over 100 square meters and had three bedrooms and a living room.

Usually it is his parents who collect the rent, and Guan Peng has not been back for more than three years.

At this time, an old tenant living in the front yard recognized Guan Peng. This man had rented the house for almost ten years and said that he looked exactly like Guan Peng.

"Hey, little boss, why are you here? Are you here to collect the rent?"

"Uncle Ma, my parents have passed away. From now on, I will be the only one to collect the rent. I came to see you. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Alas, your parents are unlucky. They got into trouble just after you were admitted to university. You must take good care of your health!"

"Thank you, Uncle Ma. As for the rent, will Uncle Wang help collect it?"

"Yeah, but the Wang family's kids have been making trouble lately, so there seems to be some problems with the rent!"

"Thank you, Uncle Ma. I understand. I'll go ask in the backyard!"

As soon as I walked to the backyard, I heard Lao Wang's family quarreling. "Dad, I don't understand. Isn't it just a few months of rent to do some business? Why are you so scared?

The Guan family only has one kid left. I have so many friends, why would I be afraid of him? It's not like I won't pay you back!"

"You little bastard! My boss trusted me and asked me to help collect the rent. He gave me 100 yuan every month. You stole the money without telling me. How can I explain this to my boss?"

"Tsk, what are you going to tell me? Just burn some more paper and it will be over!"

At this time, Hong Guan pushed the door open and came in. "Forget about burning paper. I'll send you down and explain it to my parents in person!"

The young man turned around and saw Guan Peng. His eyes flickered for a second, but he quickly became tough again. “Isn’t this Guan Peng? You are so arrogant. Your parents are gone, and you are the only one left. How dare you talk to me like that!”

Just as Lao Wang was about to speak, Hong Guan took action. He stepped forward and pressed seven very painful acupoints with both hands. Xiao Wang was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He fell to his knees with a thump.

Hong Guan patted his face and said, "I'm giving you face, right? No matter whether my parents are still alive or not, this courtyard belongs to our Guan family. If I don't give it to you, you can't steal it or rob it.

Doesn't this feel good? I don't care how much money you stole from Uncle Wang, just give it back to me, or today is just the beginning.

Do you know what that was just now? It's acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine. If you dare not pay me back, it won't just hurt. I will destroy your kidney meridian and make you a eunuch for the rest of your life. Do you want to try it?"

At this time, Lao Wang came to Xiao Wang and knelt down with a plop. "Young Master, it's my fault for not disciplining him well. Give him a chance. I will definitely pay back the three months' rent.

This brat has ruined all the money in our family. Don't worry, give me a month and I will pay it back!"

Hong Guan helped Lao Wang up and said, "Uncle Wang, you watched me grow up. This has nothing to do with you. I won't blame you!"

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Wang and said, "For Uncle Wang's sake, Qian must be seen by the end of this year. Otherwise, you either become a eunuch or get out of Beiping City and never let me see you again.

Also, next time I come, if Uncle Wang still says that you are not doing your job properly and ruining the family's money, I will make you a cripple for life and beg for food on the street. You try to see if I can do it, do you hear me? "

Xiao Wang nodded repeatedly, his face covered with sweat from the pain. "I, I, I understand, Young Master, I won't dare to do it again next time!"

Hong Guan nodded with satisfaction, comforted Lao Wang and his wife, and left the courtyard a little disappointed. It was such a good courtyard, but it was damaged so badly. He had to make money as soon as possible, take back the courtyard, and make good use of it!