Chapter 247

"Starlight sprinkled over all of childhood, wind and rain walked through every corner of the world."

Backstage at the performance, Wang Jing, Li Mo, Yuan Zheng, and several other female singers who hadn't gone on stage yet, as well as those who had already finished their performances, were all listening carefully to the children's performance on stage.

While listening, they discussed that this song was too powerful; the lyrics were good, the melody was excellent, and the key was that the significance was profound!

Yuan Zheng also teased: "This chorus should have been placed at the very end; how are we supposed to follow this?"

Li Mo: "Exactly, exactly. It's a good thing the next one isn't me."

Wang Jing had a bitter face: "..."

Unlike everyone's heated discussion, Cheng Lin only felt depressed. Everyone became famous based on the "Spring of the Sheep-Herding Class" album, so why didn't Wei Ming think of letting her sing this "Same Song" at that time!

Based on her musical literacy, she was certain that this song would definitely become popular all over the country, and those two children, Cai Guoqing and Xia Lin, would also be known by the whole country because of this song.

It was a pity that such an opportunity had just slipped past her!

And she, although she would also go on stage to perform, was only accompanying Teacher Li Mo, a senior from the Sea Political Song and Dance Troupe; how could that compare to the exposure Cai Guoqing and the other one got.

"The same feeling gave us the same longing, the same joy gave us the same song, the same song~"

After the song was sung, the applause at the scene was like thunder. Some audience members had already clapped their palms red during the previous few songs and when Liu Lao appeared, but after this song, they still held on and clapped, preferring to clap their hands swollen rather than let this group of children feel their enthusiasm and love.

What a song full of youthful spirit, fraternity, and affinity!

As one of the organizers, Sha Qing was also very gratified when listening to the reaction at the scene. The most correct decision he made was to invite Wei Ming to write the song!

In the VIP seats, Wei Jiefang was clapping, when suddenly someone patted him on the back. He turned his head.

"Oh my, Shufen!"

Xu Shufen finally sneaked over while hunched over; since there were no seats, she just squatted.

And seeing her, the couple Wu Zuoren and Xiao Shufang were dumbfounded. He really was Wei Ming's father!

This writer Wei really did take after his mother more, ha, not like his father.

With Xu Shufen there, Wei Jiefang could finally prove that he was his son's father.

Xu Shufen didn't ask why he came back without telling her in advance, nor did she ask why he suddenly appeared here, she just asked him: "Are you hungry?"

The roast chicken on the train had been digested almost completely, and Lao Lao Lao Wei nodded: "A little."

Xu Shufen smiled and took a large piece of chocolate out of her pocket.

"It was originally a gift from Xiao Ming to Xizi and Lele, I borrowed it to help you out in an emergency. There's still an hour before it ends, you should eat a little."

Lao Lao Lao Wei took a bite and let his wife take a bite too, and the two of them just went on like that, one bite for you and one for me. The couple Wu Zuoren felt that they were even sweeter than that chocolate.

And an audience member behind them watched this scene and got hungry. At this time, a new performance guest went on stage, and the audience member behind immediately clapped to support, and even shouted "Good." Because it was too sudden, it gave the couple Lao Lao Lao Wei in front a fright.

Lao Lao Lao Wei turned his head and took a look at this somewhat handsome man with a big head and round face.

The big-headed round-faced man pointed to the stage, feeling embarrassed but also a bit proud: "That's my younger sister."

At this time, the singer on stage was Wang Jing from the General Political Opera Troupe. Speaking of which, she could barely be considered a colleague of Gong Xue from the General Political Drama Troupe, as their dormitories were together before. The song she brought was "Take My Heart, Take My Song."

After Wang Jing finished singing, her older brother Wang Gang then asked Wei Jiefang: "Comrade, are you really the father of the writer Wei Ming?"

Wu Zuoren hurriedly remedied: "He really is, I can testify."

Xu Shufen then noticed that their neighbor was also there, and with a blushing face, she introduced this couple of great painters to Lao Lao Lao Wei.

Wang Gang hurriedly got to know Wu Zuoren again. It turned out that celebrities all lived together.

Actually, he was also somewhat famous, but people were mainly more familiar with his voice and not familiar with his face.

Wang Gang said to Wei Jiefang: "I also have a lot of fate with the writer Wei Ming. I am a broadcaster, and I have told his novel 'Er Niu' for the People's Radio and Television Station before."

Lao Lao Lao Wei slapped his thigh: "I said so, I felt your voice was familiar. Yes, yes, yes, it's you, I've heard it! Actually, I just came back from the 'Er Niu' film crew, I was giving them performance guidance there."

This high-end job title was something Wu Tianming came up with to coax him. Sure enough, as soon as Wang Gang heard it, he felt it was extraordinary. He didn't expect that the writer Wei's father was also an extraordinary person; he could even guide performances!

So, next, they listened to songs when they were being sung, and chatted when they weren't. Wang Gang was a Northeasterner and a storyteller, so he was very good at chatting. One blew, one praised; he met Wei Jiefang, and it felt quite like Heshen meeting Qianlong.

When the performance officially ended, Xu Shufen said to Lao Lao Lao Wei: "Son told us to meet under that big tree on the right at the entrance."

"Okay, but I have to help the little girl push the old gentleman out first."

"Hmm, let's do it together."

The couple Wu Zuoren also followed to send them off for a stretch.

Because they took the special passage, the couple Lao Lao Lao Wei came out a bit earlier. After a while, Wei Ping'an and the others came out.

Wei Ping'an had a belly full of questions, but Wei Jiefang spoke first: "Where is my son?"

Wei Hong: "My brother was invited backstage. He also took Lele with him."

Wei Jiefang laughed: "That's as it should be. Lele can also be considered to be in the music circle. It's good to go and get to know people."

Wei Ping'an: "Then Brother Jiefang, how come you also know people in the music circle? And even old seniors like Liu Xue'an?"

Wei Hong: "Exactly, when we saw you on stage, we even said that this person really looks like Dad."

Wei Jiefang laughed: "How would I know them? I just helped push the wheelchair, and then I followed them in, and in a daze, I followed them onto the stage."

Lu Xiaoyan smiled: "Big Brother, you are a blessed person who doesn't need to worry. Your wife is so beautiful and virtuous, your son is so promising, your daughter was admitted to the most difficult major at Peking University, and today's program will be broadcast on CCTV, and you can even get on TV."

Hearing Lu Xiaoyan say this, and then looking at his son Wei Xi who was playing with snot, Wei Ping'an felt that his position as a department head was wasted. How come he wasn't as good as his brother who had no skills?

And hearing that he could get on TV, Lao Lao Lao Wei only hated that he couldn't immediately connect the village to electricity so that all the fellow villagers could watch TV!

At this time, Yunyun nudged Mei Wenhua, and Mei Wenhua hurriedly stepped forward and called out: "Uncle."

Before, he always called him Uncle, but now that they had received their marriage certificate, although it wasn't time for him to change how he addressed his parents-in-law, other relationship titles had already been changed.

Lao Lao Lao Wei smiled: "I didn't expect such a good girl as our Yunyun to be taken advantage of by you kid. But I felt you were a character from the moment I met you. How is it now? The business is so big, I even saw reports about your shop in the mountains."

"Really?"

"Your aunt sent the newspaper."

"Hi."

Speaking of this, Xu Shufen remembered her catering business again.

It was getting late, and Xiao Ming hadn't come out for a long time. Xu Shufen let Wei Ping'an and Mei Wenhua and the others leave first, and they would wait for Wei Ming a bit longer. They could walk home when the time came. Lele had already agreed that she would go home with Brother Ming today and learn songs from him.

While waiting for her son, Xu Shufen told Lao Lao Lao Wei about her future plans.

"If you want to go back to your hometown, I will go back with you. If you don't want to go back, we will accompany our son and daughter. I can still cook for the shop staff to earn money. You help me together, otherwise my son won't let me do it, fearing I'll be too tired."

As for the issue of food rations, with Wei Ming's financial resources, this was no longer a problem.

Wei Hong held one with each hand: "Dad, you guys should stay. How good the capital is!"

It's good, but Lao Lao Lao Wei really couldn't bear to part with the livestock at home. Many of them were raised by him after he delivered them. When he was in the film crew, what he worried about most was whether they could be properly taken care of.

But looking at Xiao Hong's expectant look, he said: "Let Dad consider it. Let's make a decision after we come back from our hometown."

Xu Shufen asked: "Then when are we going back?"

"In a few days. Let's go back and prepare first. Xiao Hong, you go back with your brother after the National Day holiday."

Wei Hong knew that her father was talking about that late graduation banquet.

Speaking of the graduation banquet, Lao Lao Lao Wei touched his pocket. If he wanted to hold this graduation banquet beautifully, he had to have money, but he had no money, so he could only ask his son for it.

His son didn't lack money, but what kind of look was it for him to ask his son for money at a young age? Even if he asked, he should ask his father for money!

He didn't know if Old Lao Lao Lao Wei had made a fortune in Hong Kong and had married a stepmother for him.

Lao Lao Lao Wei's thinking began to diverge. He felt a bit embarrassed to sponge off his son, but he was righteous to sponge off his father, even if it was to make up for the lack of fatherly love in these thirty years.

Just as he was thinking, Wei Ming came back holding Lele. The little girl was still a bit excited, humming a tune.

Just now, Wei Ming mainly took photos with those singers, especially the children like Wang Fei and Cai Guoqing. In the future, these photos could all be used by fans for archaeological research.

Arriving at the Overseas Chinese Apartments, Wei Jiefang lived in a city building for the first time. Whoa, this was much bigger than Ping'an's house, and there was no feeling of depression or grievance at all.

After entering the house, what he was most interested in was the TV, but unfortunately, there was only static after turning it on. There were no programs now.

He asked his son: "When can I see myself on TV?"

Wei Ming: "I asked, and they said it will be broadcast tomorrow night, but only the Yanjing area can see it. It will be broadcast nationwide during the National Day."

Lao Lao Lao Wei hehe: "Then I must keep a close eye on it tomorrow."

"Jiefang, come here." Xu Shufen called Lao Lao Lao Wei to the bathroom to teach him how to use modern equipment such as flush toilets.

Wei Ming started teaching "Same Song" to his three younger sisters, and soon they were all singing better than him.

The next day, Wei Ming sent Lele back, and then went to school with Xiao Hong to work and attend classes.

And Xu Shufen took Lao Lao Lao Wei to see the courtyard house his son bought next to the Forbidden City. Lao Lao Lao Wei had long wanted to see this.

Being able to be neighbors with the Emperor, his son was too capable!

"Whoa, you even have a bike?"

"Son bought it. You ride, I sit."

Before, when the two of them went out to play, they took a donkey cart. Lao Lao Lao Wei felt that this bicycle was not as good as a donkey cart, and he had to pedal hard himself. If only Yanjing allowed raising livestock.

Arriving at Beichizi, turning into his son's house, Lao Lao Lao Wei estimated: "The courtyard is a bit smaller than ours, but there are many houses. This whole circle is houses!"

"Yes, Xiao Ming also said he wanted to raise a dog in the courtyard to guard the house, and asked you to help him find one."

Lao Lao Lao Wei: "That's easy to say. I'll help him look for one when I go back this time."

After walking around, Lao Lao Lao Wei said: "If my son has a wife in the future, let's not live with them. Let's move to this small courtyard. We can also farm, how good."

Speaking of the topic of his son's wife, Xu Shufen sighed.

She had kept some words in her heart and hadn't told anyone, but now that her husband was back, she really couldn't hold it in.

"What's wrong, Shufen? Hasn't my son forgotten that international student girl? If it really doesn't work, let him go study abroad too and chase her back."

"What forgotten, he forgot it very cleanly." Xu Shufen confirmed that the gate was closed, and only then did she reveal some of Comrade Wei Ming's improper male-female relationships in a way that sacrificed her own family for righteousness.

"Do you remember the first time I went to Peking University with you to find Xiao Ming? I told you that there were two very beautiful girls looking for him at that time, both like fairies, just a bit older."

"I remember."

Xu Shufen: "Those two, one is named Gong Xue, from Shanghai, and one is named Zhu Lin, from Yanjing, and they are both actors. If you go to the clothing store of our son in Xidan, you can see two large posters hanging outside. On the left is Gong Xue, on the right is Zhu Lin."

Wei Jiefang heard some clues: "Could it be that our son is with both of them?"

Xu Shufen nodded regretfully. If it was just one, even if the other party was a bit older, she could be very happy, but two, what should she do?

"Really or fake? This kid has such great ability?" Lao Lao Lao Wei didn't see it at all, feeling that his son was quite a serious person. "Did he admit it to you?"

Xu Shufen: "How dare I make it clear to him? The child has thin skin and will be unhappy in his heart."

"Then how are you sure?"

Xu Shufen: "Have you noticed the bedroom here? The sheets, quilts, and pillows inside are all red, and that girl Gong Xue also has the key here. I ran into it once, and it was simply like her own home."

"Ah!"

Xu Shufen: "And that girl named Zhu Lin, I swept out her work badge from under my son's bed."

"Ah ya ya!"

Just these two discoveries of his wife, Lao Lao Lao Wei felt that it could basically be hammered.

"You say I am so loyal, how come this child is like this." Lao Lao Lao Wei felt painful, but also a bit proud. He was indeed my son, and his charm followed me.

Xu Shufen looked at her husband: "Who knows who he followed."

Seeing his wife's suspicious eyes, Lao Lao Lao Wei hurriedly said: "Definitely not following me. You know what kind of person I am."

Lao Lao Lao Wei was a bit panicked: "I think it must have followed his grandfather. Since there is affection between generations, there is inheritance between generations."

Xu Shufen blinked: "What's wrong with Dad?"

Lao Lao Lao Wei hurriedly closed his mouth. If Old Lao Lao Lao Wei was really gone, it would be fine to say it, but he was still alive, so it was better not to say it.

"Nothing, he was a famous handsome young man in the ten miles and eight villages when he was young, and his peach blossom luck was quite prosperous."

He didn't dare to say that he had seen Old Lao Lao Lao Wei hugging Ping'an's mother when he was eight years old.

This matter must not be said even if he died, especially not let Ping'an know, otherwise I'm afraid they couldn't even be brothers.

Hong Kong.

Old Ghost sneezed, not knowing who was thinking of him.

Liu Bin next to him shook hands with the fat man opposite, and said in Cantonese: "Happy cooperation."

After the shareholders of Oriental New World made money, they didn't dare to expand, fearing to touch the red line of eight employees. However, after Haolilai made money, even if they didn't have enough money to open a branch, under Liu Bin's suggestion, they still applied for a loan, rented the shop next door, and began to expand operations.

Old Ghost patted Liu Bin on the shoulder: "A-Bin, I didn't misjudge you. You are really suitable for doing business. I will give you a raise next month."

"Thank you, Uncle Ghost."

"Work hard, make it big and strong."

Liu Bin: "Create brilliance again!"

Returning to the shop, it was already afternoon. There were not many customers. A bald man with a pair of glasses and a thin man, Mother Zhou was in charge of accounts, and there was a waitress from the north who was serving them dishes.

Although they ate very simply, the three of them were full of ambition, as if they were going to do a great cause.

The bald man said to the glasses and the thin man: "Today our company is officially established. I hope to bring something fresh to the Hong Kong film scene. Next, we are going to shoot our founding work. What ideas do you have?"

The thin man took out a script: "This is a script written by French Fei, he wants to direct it himself."

The glasses sucked a mouthful of fish ball noodles and asked: "What type is it?"

"Comedy, a bit of Chaplin's style." The thin man said.

The bald man smiled: "Worthy of French Fei, he only does high-end things. Let me see."

After he took it, he first saw the script name "Funny Era" written on the cover, screenwriter Wu Yusen.

The moon is full on the sixteenth.

Yesterday was Mid-Autumn Festival, today is the sixteenth, the moon at night is exceptionally round.

After a few days, Wei Ming finally saw Zhu Lin again.

Yesterday she was accompanying her parents, and the day before yesterday she went to celebrate the first birthday of her goddaughter.

"Today in the Beiying Factory canteen, I heard many people talking about this New Star Concert, and they all mentioned your new song, called 'Same Song', right?"

"Hmm, I don't know if there is this song today." This time Wei Ming queued normally with Zhu Lin. Their tickets were not VIP seats, just ordinary tickets.

This was going to be broadcast on CCTV. The probability of being seen by Sister Xue sitting in front was too high. Her previous letter said that she saw herself on CCTV watching Masashi Sada's concert, and also mentioned the name Zhu Lin.

"Some people are very proud to buy tickets, and those who didn't buy tickets are very sad. I didn't dare to say that I had tickets, fearing they would ask me to go through the back door."

Wei Ming smiled: "It's relatively easy to get tickets here, as long as you let me go through the back door."

Zhu Lin didn't understand at first, and corrected: "It's me asking you to go through the back door."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zhu Lin was in the pharmaceutical industry after all, and soon reacted to what he meant. She secretly twisted the meat on his waist. Damn stinky boy, how could I let you go!

Wei Ming grinned and changed the subject: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you didn't buy tickets. It will be broadcast on TV today."

"Ah, really?"

"Hmm."

"Then my parents can see it too."

Wei Ming smiled: "My dad is also waiting to see it."

At home in the Overseas Chinese Apartments, Lao Lao Lao Wei had eaten with his wife early and stayed in front of the TV waiting for his TV debut.

As a result, he waited for a long time and waited for nothing. The concert on TV was edited. When it was his turn to push the wheelchair up, it was first a long shot, and his face couldn't be seen clearly at all.

Then it was a close-up, directly facing Liu Lao's face.

The whole process, except for sweeping some of Lao Lao Lao Wei's clothes, couldn't tell what this had to do with him at all.

Lao Lao Lao Wei was furious: "How can this be? I also contributed to pushing the wheelchair, and they didn't even let me show my face!"

Xu Shufen also followed her husband to criticize CCTV indignantly. After Lao Lao Lao Wei's anger subsided, Xu Shufen whispered: "Could it be because your hair was too messy at that time and it didn't look good?"

Lao Lao Lao Wei: "..."

He regretted it at the beginning. He only knew to change into clean clothes, but didn't fix his hair.

Zhu Lin: "Your hair is so shiny today!"

After being seated, Zhu Lin noticed.

Wei Ming: "Because I used Brylcreem."

Dating, be a bit formal.

Zhu Lin whispered "vain."

Actually, she also used all the overseas cosmetics Wei Ming gave her. Although Wei Ming didn't point it out, he had actually noticed that Sister Lin's lips were exceptionally red and charming today. It should be that she borrowed some lipstick from the makeup artist of the film crew.

Wei Ming now had only one thought: watch me kiss you to death later!

The previous performances were also very exciting. The singers were still those singers, but basically all changed their repertoire. Seeing that more than half had passed and he hadn't seen "Same Song," Wei Ming was really worried that he couldn't let Zhu Lin see this performance.

However, when it was about to end, Wang Fei, Cai Guoqing, and their teammates went on stage, and the melody of "Same Song" sounded again.

The program team followed the suggestions of the singers yesterday and put this chorus repertoire at the end.

Although the audience had been listening until now, their palms and throats were a bit tired, but they still gave this song enough respect and love.

Especially Zhu Lin, who clapped very hard, full of pride in her heart. Although she was not a music major, from the perspective of appreciation, this song and "On the Field of Hope" were both big songs that could spread throughout the country!

That's right, after all, this song was originally prepared for the 1990 Yanjing Asian Games, and it was on the Spring Festival Gala the following year, and this song had appeared on many major occasions.

After the concert ended, Wei Ming sent Zhu Lin back to the Beiying Factory and really gnawed her to death.

Sister Lin finally hugged Wei Ming and slowed down for a long time, then asked a question: "When will the house in Tuanjiehu be renovated?"

Wei Ming said firmly: "After National Day!"

The next day, reports about the New Star Concert began to appear. The Yanjing audience who had already watched the TV broadcast were very interested in these songs, the singers, and the stories behind them, so they bought relevant newspapers one after another.

When Wei Ming entered the library, Teacher Lin was holding a copy of "Yanjing Xin Xin Wan Bao." As the organizer, "Yanjing Xin Xin Wan Bao" even took out one of the four pages specifically to report on the success of this concert. The term "singer" was put on the table for the first time.

The evening news also made an advertisement. The concert of these two nights would be recorded into a live record. Almost without suspense, this would be another record with a sales volume of one million, and Wei Ming could get dozens of yuan in income again.

He put aside music matters for the time being and continued to focus on his creation. He wrote another 4,000 words in half a day, and his writing was like a god helping him.

When he went to eat at noon, he saw his colleagues carrying newly bought magazines. Seeing the "Harvest" that came out this month, he hurriedly intercepted and borrowed one.

"Let me see what masterpieces are in this issue..."

(Today's minimum guarantee)

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