Chapter 324: Gratitude and Invitation from Princess Diana (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Wei Ming didn't expect that he would return to Hong Kong so soon. A-Min was ecstatic.

However, Mr. Liao made sense. Communication was inconvenient now, and messages being passed back and forth wasted too much time, and he couldn't accurately grasp the thoughts of those Hong Kong singers.

So Wei Ming agreed and prepared to go to Hong Kong for the second time.

Of course, Mr. Liao would also send a letter to let our side in Hong Kong assist. It was equivalent to Wei Ming going over with a "Shangfang Sword." Everyone would try their best to cooperate with him. Mr. Liao hoped to hold this charity concert in August.

Wei Ming indicated: "Before I go, I also want to ask the Guangzhou Pacific Audio & Video Company for a favor. I wrote a song for the disaster area. This song will be sung by Hong Kong singers in chorus. Our own people can't be idle either. I hope Pacific Company can widely invite well-known domestic singers to sing in chorus, cheer for Sichuan, and then donate the profits of the cassette tape to the Sichuan disaster area."

With the current hunger for good music in the mainland, and with such special significance, this song should have no problem selling millions of boxes, right? The profit was expected to be over ten million.

It was equivalent to using the money of the part of the people who got rich first in the country for tens of millions of disaster victims.

"Oh, what song is it? Did you bring it?"

Wei Ming took out the lyrics: "I'll sing it to you directly."

Other songs Wei Ming didn't have confidence in, but he had sung this song I don't know how many times. Even if he couldn't sing, he could sing it roughly correctly.

Of course, singing the whole thing was difficult; there were still a few high notes. Wei Ming sang a segment, and Mr. Liao looked at the lyrics, listening to Wei Ming's sincere teenage voice, and couldn't help but applaud.

"Good song, good song! I'll call Pacific Company right now, hoping this song can be released as soon as possible to give everyone a shot in the arm." He looked at the secretary, and the secretary immediately went out to make a call.

The matter was settled like this. This would be a patriotic charity activity initiated by the people and supported by the government, united around Comrade Wei Ming.

Wei Ming was leaving the day after tomorrow. Because he didn't know when he would return, after telling his parents about this matter when he got home, he locked himself in the study.

First, he wrote the first part of the new fairy tale he promised Aunt Xiaoyan, and handed it to him together with the *Black Cat Detective* episode where One-Eared was caught.

At Uncle Ping'an's house, Wei Ping'an knew that his nephew had talked directly to Mr. Liao and had received Mr. Liao's appreciation and support. His face was full of brilliance. This—this nephew of his was also too strong.

The Peking University president should let him be it, and let himself be a regent.

Afterward, Wei Ming went to make another overseas long-distance call to Melinda, telling her to find Wei Lingling directly if she wanted to contact him. They had contact information.

"You're going to Hong Kong again. Who exactly is in Hong Kong?"

"There is a Hong Kong singer who is drooling over me." After joking with Melinda, Wei Ming asked her: "Are there any results for those two songs?"

Melinda: "Not yet, still waiting for news."

During this period, Webber recorded these two songs and sent them to the royal family. One was sung by Sarah Brightman, and the other found Phil Collins, the lead singer of the Genesis band.

The father of this Snow White was 31 years old this year, leading the rock band Genesis to start leaning toward the mainstream. And their band also did operas, rock operas, so they knew Webber and got this opportunity.

After talking about the situation in the UK, Wei Ming also talked about his true purpose for going to Hong Kong.

"Oh, dear, you are shining in my heart!" Melinda praised sincerely and asked, "Do you want Sarah to go over and support your scene?"

Although Brightman was a newcomer, she became famous with one song. That was a noble international singer.

"Oh, is this appropriate? *Cats* is still being performed, right?"

"But she has very few scenes. There is a B-cast. If her singing voice can ring out at the Prince's wedding this time, I think she will be very grateful to you."

Wei Ming said: "Then let's wait until after the wedding." So many people wanted to show their faces at this wedding; he didn't know if they could be selected.

This was a set-topic composition, and it also restricted the style. Of course, it wasn't forced; the key was to be selected.

Having one hit song was luck. If he could have two, Wei Ming's creative talent would inevitably be recognized, and earning foreign exchange in the European and American music scene would also be easy.

The wedding was held at the end of the month, only half a month away. He needed to create, needed to familiarize himself with the song, needed to rehearse. Anyway, time was very tight. It was a pity Wei Hong couldn't contact Wei Ming for the past two days, so she had to wait for him to return.

Wei Ming's brain ran fast. In his previous life, he had attended too many weddings, wearing out his friends into married people. Later, he even had to attend the weddings of their children.

He had heard too many songs at weddings, both Chinese and English. This really didn't stump him; what was difficult was that there were too many, and he didn't know how to choose.

He chose one and wrote the lyrics first. Composing the music would take some time.

He originally wanted to go find Sister Xue and Sister Lin after returning, but he could only delay it. He had to earn this money from the British royal family first.

In the evening, Wei Hong and Long Xiaoyang returned, and they even brought their cousin Qi Delong back.

Wei Ming first reimbursed the train ticket money for Xiao Yang's arrival: "Now you can rest assured and live in Yanjing. Wait until your hometown is completely safe before going back. I will find a way to contact them."

Long Xiaoyang nodded solemnly: "Tomorrow I want to go to Sister Yunyun's place to help. The business at New Territories is really big!"

"Fine, then let your Brother-in-law Culture pay you a salary."

Wei Ming looked at Qi Delong again: "You're leaving tomorrow. How do you feel about coming to Yanjing this time?"

Qi Delong hung his head: "I don't want to farm even more. I also want my children to go to the Children's Palace from a young age."

Wei Ming patted this sturdy boy: "Then study hard. You only have this one path. I heard you got fifth in your class this time, a big improvement from last year. I hope next year you will be participating in the study tour based on being in the top three in your grade."

He had mixed his way into a train ticket to Beijing this time by using the connections of his old uncle, Jiefang.

After dinner, Old Wei sent Qi Delong back to Li Guangfu's house and stayed there directly. He still wanted to brag to Qi Kexiu and the driver master about his experience of taking a plane.

It was a pity that it was Li Guangfu's house. Li Guangfu, who was holding a big bowl of noodles, directly said: "Plane, I've also taken one."

Old Wei asked: "Where did you go by plane? I went to Shanghai."

"I went to Europe with the troupe. Paris, France; London, England; Rome, Italy; Berlin, Germany—more than a dozen cities, I've been to them all."

Old Wei: "..."

Qi Kexiu, who had been keeping his head down, was finally happy. Today was truly a happy day!

"Ah!" Wei Ming threw away his pen. Finally finished!

He looked at the time. Aiya, it was only 11 o'clock. Should he do another one...

(Base update today, should I do another chapter? Also, does anyone have any recommended songs? English songs, wedding songs.)

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"Ma Xiaowei, do you want to take a shower first?"

Wei Ming was startled: "There's no time."

Gong Xue kept thinking about Zhu Lin's words—"didn't wash." Although she felt repulsed in her heart, this feeling was so strange; it seemed her body wasn't that repulsed, but rather...

The next day, the gate of the Sihe Academy was knocked upon. Wei Ming said to the charming sister in his arms: "I am off to serve my country and my people."

The sister struggled to get up: "I'll see you off."

Wei Ming pressed her back down: "Biaozi and the others have come to see me off."

He had left his luggage here yesterday before going to Tuanjie Lake, so he could leave as soon as he picked up his bag.

"I won't invite you all in to sit, go, go, go."

Wei Ming had Xiao Mei carry the luggage, Biaozi gave him a ride, and the two motorcycles headed straight for the airport.

Biaozi complained: "If I had known you were going to do such a big thing, I would have gone with you. Being your bodyguard would have been fine too."

Xiao Mei said: "What this kind of thing needs isn't a bodyguard, it needs an accountant. Besides, you've already been to Hong Kong; it should be my turn."

Wei Ming laughed: "If it were a private matter, it wouldn't matter if I brought you along. But this is official business; travel and accommodation are all arranged by the state, so bringing you along wouldn't be appropriate."

Once there, Wei Ming would be received directly by the Xinhua News Agency in Hong Kong, and vehicles would be at his disposal.

The two brothers sighed; Brother Ming was too outstanding, and the gap was getting wider and wider.

This time Wei Ming was flying directly to Hong Kong, no need to transfer in Guangzhou.

Liao Mingzu, the general manager of Guangzhou Pacific, was still hoping that Teacher Wei Ming could come to the company in person to guide their work.

After receiving the news, he was both anxious and excited. Anxious because this was a task assigned by high-level leaders, a task that had to be completed, and completed well.

Excited because he would have the opportunity to legitimately bring together the country's best singers and have them sing a song together.

Seeing this new work by Wei Ming, he was even more excited. The lyrical imagery and melody were simply perfect for such an occasion.

He hurriedly listed names, starting with Gu Jianfen. Not to have her sing, but to have her serve as the producer. She understood music and understood Wei Ming; with her there, there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Moreover, she was currently in Guangzhou, and she had participated in the recently recorded "Mother in the Candlelight." Liao Mingzu had already called to invite her over.

As it happened, the female singer from the Vanguard Song and Dance Troupe who sang "Candlelight" hadn't left yet, so she could count as one.

Teacher Li Guyi and Teacher Zhu Fengbo definitely couldn't be left out. Who else? Jiang Dawei, Wang Jieshi, Xie Lisi...

Liao Mingzu was thinking about the list when Gu Jianfen arrived. Her first sentence was asking for that song.

After reading it, Teacher Gu nodded repeatedly: "Ma Xiaowei has improved rapidly. The lyrics, melody, imagery, and meaning are all top-tier. He is no longer the Ma Xiaowei of back then. Manager Liao, I have an idea."

"Teacher Gu, please speak."

"I think the first line could be sung with a child's voice."

Liao Mingzu laughed: "You mean Lele, right?"

"Exactly. Her ability to sing the opening is no problem."

Liao Mingzu: "We can consider that. Please help me think about who else we can invite."

Gu Jianfen: "This song is to raise money for the disaster area, so we need to find people with influence. Even if each person sings one line, we need more than twenty people, so it's really not quite enough."

"You can say that again."

Gu Jianfen thought for a moment: "Hey, how about inviting a few non-professional singers?"

"Non-professional singers?"

"Just those hottest actors today, like Tang Guoqiang, Zhang Yu. Anyway, it's just a line, or even half a line."

Liao Mingzu paced back and forth. It seemed it really could work. Since it was for charity, pulling in film stars would be equivalent to expanding the influence!

"Good, let's do it!"

Beijing Film Studio.

Gong Xue was called to the actor's troupe. Looking at Teacher Chen Qiang's villainous face, Gong Xue was in a great mood, thinking there was a role for her to film.

As a result...

"What, you want me to sing?"

"Not just you, there's also Liu Xiaoqing. This is a task; singing is for the disaster victims in Sichuan."

Upon hearing this, Gong Xue had no objections: "I'll go."

Liu Xiaoqing couldn't have any objections either; she was from Chongqing, which was still part of Sichuan.

Based on the principle of finding the hottest actors, soon Gong Xue, Liu Xiaoqing, and Zhu Lin boarded the train to Guangzhou.

Liu Xiaoqing looked at Gong Xue and Zhu Lin, who were pretending not to know each other, and thought it was truly exciting. Loving to stir up trouble, she added fuel to the fire: "Do you know, the song we are going to sing this time was written by Wei Ming, and all the country's excellent singers and actors are going to sing it."

Zhu Lin: "I knew that long ago."

Gong Xue: "I can even sing two lines."

Zhu Lin: "Then sing them."

Gong Xue: "I won't sing, it's a secret."

The smell of gunpowder could already be smelled! Liu Xiaoqing, sitting in the middle, was incredibly excited. If they started fighting, should she help Gong Xue, or stay out of it?

Hong Kong. After Wei Ming landed, someone was there to pick him up.

"Teacher Wei, I've long admired you. My name is Song Duanwu, I work at Xinhua News Agency. You can call me Qu Xiaosong."

"Teacher Qu Xiaosong." Wei Ming heard the other party's Shandong accent. The title "Teacher Qu Xiaosong" made Song Duanwu feel like he was in seventh heaven. Refreshing, how could it be so refreshing in the July heat!

Next, Teacher Qu Xiaosong provided excellent service to Wei Ming, first taking him to the hotel. Although it wasn't a five-star luxury hotel, the living conditions were quite good, so he didn't have to crash at his aunt's place.

Afterward, he left the unit's car for Wei Ming to use. He had originally wanted to be Wei Ming's driver, but Wei Ming indicated he could drive himself and would need the car at any time, not wanting to trouble others.

Mainly, he had too many secrets and it wasn't appropriate to have someone he didn't know well by his side.

After checking in, Wei Ming first called his aunt, telling her that if Melinda looked for him, she should call this number.

"What's your situation? Have you forgotten home?"

"I really came here for the sake of Shu this time~"

After a short rest, Wei Ming drove the Mazda to find Mao Mao Amin. Fortunately, there was no traffic.

He wanted to find Tan Yonglin and the others through Mao Mao Amin to see what stage things were at.

Upon arriving, Wei Ming first went upstairs to find Old Ghost. Now that Liu Bin was renting a place with his wife, son, and future daughter-in-law, Old Ghost had become a lonely old man again.

"Why are you back again, you brat?!" Seeing his grandson, Old Ghost was very surprised, and he peeked into the hallway, but didn't see Gou Sheng and Gou Dan.

After Wei Ming entered the room, he said: "I came here with a mission this time."

"What mission?"

Wei Ming: "A charity concert."

He explained the reason why he came to Hong Kong again. Old Ghost listened excitedly, holding his grandson's hand: "Good! You brat, well done!"

"Then how much charity money do you estimate you can raise?" Old Ghost asked again.

Wei Ming: "That depends on the scale of the concert, the ticket prices, and whether there are big tycoons."

Ordinary audience members only pay so much for a ticket. If he could mobilize tycoons to show their love, one person might be worth ten thousand audience members. Wei Ming felt this aspect needed to be explored.

Old Ghost helped him analyze: "I've been to the Lee Theatre, it can hold a thousand audience members. Good seats are 300, bad ones are 100."

That was only about 200,000 Hong Kong dollars. Wei Ming shook his head: "That few audience members won't do. We need a big venue, a big scene."

Old Ghost wasn't professional in this area; he had to find professional people. Wei Ming said: "Help me call Mao Mao Amin over. She has been the one helping me coordinate this matter."

Old Ghost's expression was subtle, suppressing the corner of his mouth. These two were developing quite quickly.

"Mao Mao Amin, come over here!" Old Ghost opened the window and shouted across. Soon, a young girl in shorts walked over from the building opposite, youthful and invincible, holding a cassette tape in her hand.

"Uncle Ghost, my song has been recorded. This cassette is for..." Zhou Huimin pushed the door open and shouted. This wasn't something she recorded for fun, but a product from a proper recording studio, though not on a large scale.

Before she finished speaking, Mao Mao Amin froze in place.

Wei Ming smiled: "Then give me a copy too."

Zhou Huimin immediately laughed out loud: "A Ming, I, I'll go back and get it for you, I have more at home."

Wei Ming followed her out, and they didn't return to her house; the two walked out of the housing estate.

"Beijing attaches great importance to this charity concert, so they let me come and supervise it personally. Thinking about it, the burden on my shoulders is really heavy," Wei Ming said as they walked.

Mao Mao Amin said with heartache: "You've worked hard. You owed so many songs all at once, and they have to be tailor-made. How long will you have to write?"

Wei Ming asked: "Who is willing to participate now?"

"A Lun's friend Brother B, as well as Chen Baiqiang and Zhang Guorong are all willing. They have strong appeal among young people. Oh, and Brother Zhang Mingmin moved the boss of the Ocean City Nightclub, Zhang Yaorong. He is very good at organizing concerts and is willing to help organize and plan for free."

Wei Ming: "That's great. I was just worrying about the venue problem. I'll go find him tomorrow."

"I'll go with you," Mao Mao Amin said hurriedly, "Anyway, I have nothing to do during summer vacation, so it counts as contributing my own strength."

"Good."

After walking around, Wei Ming sent Mao Mao Amin back. When they parted, she gave the cassette to Wei Ming: "It even has my autograph."

Wei Ming saw that the autograph was in both Chinese and English.

After getting in the car, Wei Ming started playing it on loop. He was more familiar with Lin Zhimei's version, but Mao Mao Amin's version had more of a girlish feel and sounded sweeter. It could be used directly as a milk tea commercial song.

The next day, Wei Ming drove early to find Mao Mao Amin, but while waiting, someone knocked on his car window.

He saw Old Ghost, but Old Ghost was standing far away. The one knocking on the window was a middle-aged woman of similar age to Old Ghost.

"Au, Auntie, I am A Ming."

The window rolled down, and Mao Mao Amin's "First Love" was still echoing in the car.

Mother Zhou had seen this guy yesterday and had also interrogated her daughter. A lecture on charity and righteousness left her speechless, so she could only let her daughter be Wei Ming's follower.

Mother Zhou said: "Mao Mao Amin is eating breakfast, do you want to go up and eat something?"

Wei Ming got out of the car: "No need, no need, I've already eaten. I'll just wait for her here."

Mother Zhou thought, you're sensible. She nodded: "Then let's eat together another day."

After speaking, she went to work with Old Ghost.

As soon as she left, Wei Ming immediately went upstairs and drank half a bowl of Mao Mao Amin's porridge and an egg white: "You eat the yolk."

Zhou Huimin: "Ah."

Ocean City Nightclub is located in the New World Centre in Tsim Sha Tsui. It opened in 1979 and was at its peak at this time.

However, there certainly weren't many people during the day. When Wei Ming and Mao Mao Amin arrived, Tan Yonglin was also there; Mao Mao Amin had spoken to him on the phone.

"A Ming, finally met you. Just call me A Lun."

"A Lun, thank you very much for your help to the disaster victims. The people of the mainland will remember you forever."

Tan Yonglin waved his hand: "I haven't done much yet, but I have already mobilized my friends to participate in this concert."

Wei Ming: "The song for you is already written. I've also heard Chen Baiqiang's work, and I have a song that suits him. I'll study Brother B and Zhang Guorong's later."

Hearing that Wei Ming had already written it, Tan Yonglin felt greatly relieved; it was worth taking such a big risk.

He resisted the urge to look at the song and first introduced Wei Ming to Uncle Yao, Zhang Yaorong.

"Uncle Yao, hello, thank you very much." Wei Ming sincerely thanked everyone who was willing to help.

Zhang Yaorong laughed: "Teacher Wei is indeed a young talent. No wonder even Master Jin Yong praised you as being worth the Four Great Talents combined."

After the pleasantries, they started talking about business. Zhang Yaorong asked: "What do you think of my Ocean City venue?"

Wei Ming said truthfully: "Not big enough."

He asked again: "Then what about the Queen Elizabeth Stadium? It can hold over 3,000 people."

Wei Ming shook his head, still not big enough.

"What a pity, the Hong Kong Coliseum will only be completed next month, and it can't be put into use immediately after completion." Zhang Yaorong was now eyeing the Coliseum; it could hold over 10,000 people.

He indicated: "Then we can only choose the Government Stadium. It's big enough to hold 20,000 people, but it's outdoors."

Outdoor venues are not good places for concerts; the sound quality cannot compare to indoor ones, and it's easy to disturb residents and get complaints.

In 1978, Xu Guanjie held a concert there, but few were held there afterward.

Wei Ming asked: "If we choose here, do we have to negotiate with the British Hong Kong government?"

"You don't need to worry about this, I'll handle the negotiations," Zhang Yaorong said, "The most important thing for you now is to determine a concert time, and then start promoting it from now on. Otherwise, if the audience is sparse, you'll lose a lot of charity money."

Wei Ming asked: "Is half a month enough?"

Zhang Yaorong said: "Stage construction is no problem, promotion is a bit tight, but it's okay. What about the singers?"

Wei Ming looked at Tan Yonglin: "A Lun, can you familiarize yourself with two new songs in half a month?"

"Two new songs?"

"One solo, one chorus, one line for each person."

"No problem," Tan Yonglin agreed immediately, then asked, "Can I see the difficulty of the songs first?"

Wei Ming smiled slightly, took a stack of paper from his bag, all with writing on it, and then flipped out one sheet and handed it to him.

Tan Yonglin swallowed his saliva. This stack wouldn't all be new songs, would it!

How much did he write!

"Just two songs." Musical master Webber answered Prince Charles's question.

He discovered that the two songs Diana liked were both from his hand, hence the question.

"But it only took one night to write." Webber added.

Princess Diana was excited: "He is truly a genius, I like him so much. His music will make my wedding remembered by the world."

"My dear, the world remembers this wedding because your fiancé is Charles III." The 33-year-old prince said to the 20-year-old princess.

Diana rolled her eyes imperceptibly.

Charles continued: "And I don't suggest you put the first song at such a solemn time as the entrance. I don't think the lyrics fit the atmosphere of our wedding. On the contrary, the second one is not bad."

"The second one is also very good, but the first song touched my soul. I really hope to hear this song when I enter."

Charles shook his head helplessly, considering it agreed. Diana had already made many concessions for this wedding, so he would make one too.

Diana looked at Webber again: "Also, can you send an invitation to him? I hope he can attend my wedding~"

(First update today!)

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