Why do I feel like I want to be a savior?" He Zhengcheng fell asleep in a daze.
However, his long-cultivated self-discipline allowed him to wake up on time the next day. That's great!
If it were any otaku, he would definitely sleep until he woke up naturally. This kind of life is good, but there is no fighting spirit at all.
Isn't striving just to have the opportunity to work 996? A certain big shot once swore that it was a blessing! It's a blessing!!!
"Savior…" He Zhengcheng shook his head and sighed helplessly. Even if he did nothing now, the Xiangjiang financial market would not have any problems.
But he was also afraid. He had leaked so much. What if Xiangjiang's escape in his previous life was due to coincidence, and he would now break that coincidence? Or, the longer the Xiangjiang financial market was delayed, the greater our chance of defeating international capital? After all, he was not a professional. Relying on intuition and some chaotic conspiracy theories he had seen, even with a lot of information support, he could not guarantee that his decision was correct now.
"I won't think about these things anymore. In the future, I will try to change history as little as possible. Who knows what Alibaba would be like without Ma Xiaoyun, or if Tencent could grow without Xiao Ma Ge.
If these two companies were gone, how would we scold Robin Li for being uncompetitive in the future?" He Zhengcheng was quite frank. Among the three major mountains of the chinese internet, the one with the least moral bottom line was… "I have an appointment with Ge Ge Zhang Guorong today. Do you want his autograph?" He Zhengcheng asked He Daixuan at breakfast.
"Really, you have a chance to meet Ge Ge?" He Daixuan said excitedly.
"Hmm, I just met him not long ago, and we're not very close yet." He Zhengcheng replied.
"How did you meet him?" He Daixuan asked.
"To pick up girls, I sang a song in a bar, and Ge Ge just happened to hear it!"
"Wow, you're so lucky. You must get me an autograph, you must!" He Daixuan said excitedly. After all, Xiangjiang has millions of people, and not everyone has the chance to meet a celebrity and get an autograph.
"I want an autograph too!" He Zhengping exclaimed.
"Boys, why chase stars? Study hard and get into university." He Zhengcheng refused He Zhengping without hesitation. He was always not doing proper things, and the future survival pressure was so great. Chasing stars should be left in dreams!
"Isn't it just an autograph? Do you have to be like this?" He Zhengping was clearly unconvinced.
"It depends on the situation. If you get into a good university, I'll take you to meet Ge Ge." He Zhengcheng was writing an IOU. As a future business magnate, it was standard practice to motivate his subordinates and write IOUs.
"Little sister, what do you want Ge Ge to write for you?" He Zhengcheng continued to ask He Daixuan, clearly treating the two differently. Even if his sister was not as cute as he expected, she was still his sister. Having her was better than not having her.
"I need to think about it carefully. I can even customize it, that's amazing!" He Daixuan exclaimed.
"This is too unfair!" He Zhengping protested.
"My name isn't He Zhengping. You can be fair in the future!" He Zhengcheng retorted.
"You!" With one sentence, he choked his brother into silence.
"Don't bully Zhengping like that!" Tan Yingyao interjected.
"Alright, alright, aren't I just motivating him to be more proactive!" He Zhengcheng explained.
The few of them chatted and laughed, happily finishing their breakfast.
Taking the subway to Ge Ge's studio, Ge Ge, who had already received the call, was waiting for him.
"Cheng Zai, I really like your song. I told Huang Zhan yesterday, and he'll be coming over later." Zhang Guorong came out to greet him.
"Okay!" He Zhengcheng, of course, knew Huang Zhan's great name. His song "A Laughter in the Vast Sea" was hailed as the pinnacle of ancient style, unsurpassed by anyone.
Although he also liked this song and considered it a classic, he had never played it on repeat.
It's a good song, but I have my own preferences. No matter how much you praise it, I just don't like it.
Huang Zhan's arrangement of "Wukong" seems very interesting. Luckily, this guy is old, otherwise He Zhengcheng would definitely not like him.
Homosexuality repels, this is an undeniable truth. Huang Zhan is inseparable from tobacco, alcohol, and women, and is outspoken (he once looked at Lin Qingxia during a show and said that women's ears are like **). He Zhengcheng, on the other hand, has the gentle and affectionate nature of an otaku. The difference between the two is perhaps that one is a true villain and the other is a hypocrite; one lives freely, and the other lives hard, they are simply not the same kind of people.
Especially He Zhengcheng, who has his greatest reliance and is now somewhat lawless, looking down on princes and scorning high officials. Why would he care about a true villain, "Uncultured Zhan"!
"Cheng Zai, the lyrics of your song are so well written, but my understanding is different from yours. This is how I see it…" Zhang Guorong began to speak voluminously.
"Amazing! Very reasonable." He Zhengcheng nodded from time to time, giving a thumbs-up to show his appreciation!
"And your incorporation of opera singing is so shocking. Huang Zhan's integration of traditional music into pop music is already a remarkable achievement. Your integration of singing styles is truly an incredible innovation…" Zhang Guorong continued.
"Oh!" He Zhengcheng, he had no interest in music history, and he had no idea when and how ancient-style singing came about.
The two of them chatted casually, one excited, the other a bit bored.
He was just a music lover, simply entertaining himself in his spare time. He had no interest in delving into profound theories.
Even when composing his own lyrics and music, he would only learn to write songs like drawing a circle with his left hand and a circle with his right hand. Composing music was even easier; he would just plagiarize from ancient singers.
For example, the most commonly used tune came from Miyuki Nakajima, who is said to have supported half of the chinese music scene.
"Next time, I definitely can't show off in front of professionals!" He Zhengcheng vowed.
The two of them were carefree here, but Zhang Guorong forgot that he was a public figure. He Zhengcheng had already been spotted by paparazzi when he entered the door, and those paparazzi, skilled at exaggerating, were probably preparing to write some story.
"Ge Ge, I'm here!" After chatting for a long time, the two finally waited for Huang Zhan.
"Here's a handsome guy!" Huang Zhan exclaimed.
He Zhengcheng was previously just well-featured and very pleasant to look at. Later, after integrating Duan Chao's memories, he unconsciously developed a refined temperament.
One of them was a sunny, athletic boy, and the other was a short, poor, ugly otaku who lived off his parents. One was a decadent youth eroded by the four elements of capitalism, and the other was a successor who grew up under the sunshine of socialism.
A complex, contradictory, yet actively healthy and upward-striving temperament was forming.
He didn't care about being teased. Anyway, if this old pervert dared to get physical, he wouldn't be polite.
Thinking of this person and Ge Ge publicly kissing made him feel very uncomfortable.
After a few words, they got down to business. Unexpectedly, Huang Zhan, who had been laughing and joking moments before, immediately changed once he started working.
"Illusory world in the sky, let go of grievances,
Abandon enlightenment and delusion, the six dusts unchanged;
Let there be anger, sorrow, and madness,
Is it human, ghost, or monster…"
He Zhengcheng's guitar skills were decent, and although his singing was not outstanding, he could still showcase the characteristics of "Wukong" very well.
"Isn't your song finished?" Huang Zhan asked, looking at He Zhengcheng, who was singing and playing his own accompaniment.
"But it feels a bit off. I want piano, drums, flute, erhu, and other traditional instruments, as well as opera singing. I don't understand it very well, but I need that kind of feeling." He Zhengcheng said. He hadn't studied opera, so he could only imitate, and he was directly imitating Dai Quan, so the effect was naturally not very good.
"Hmm! Not bad…" Huang Zhan commented.
"Yes, I didn't expect that a song could be sung like this!" Zhang Guorong added.
Only He Zhengcheng was occasionally bewildered, not understanding what they were saying… Happy New Year everyone!!!