It was another Wednesday night, and the weather was not very good. It was still very cold in Hangzhou in March, and it was bitingly cold. Zhang Hupan came to the bar as usual, and today was another performance day.
Song Yulin has been in a very bad mood these two days, just like the weather in Hangzhou. The concert will be the day after tomorrow, but all the accompanying bands have been temporarily replaced. And the ones who come are all second- and third-rate performers.
This made Song Yulin feel extremely angry about the company's arrangements. At this time, she was supposed to be rehearsing the concert program the day after tomorrow, but when she saw those emotionless and old-fashioned performances, Song Yulin completely lost her desire to rehearse.
"Sister Li, today's rehearsal is cancelled!" Song Yulin called Zhang Li, her agent, who was waiting in the rehearsal hall.
"But Yulin, there is a concert the day after tomorrow. If we don't rehearse, it may be too late." Although Zhang Li was very dissatisfied with the company's temporary band change arrangement, as an agent, she still advised her diligently.
"I said no, if the company doesn't change its mind, I would rather sing a cappella!" After saying this, Song Yulin blushed and slammed the microphone down with an angry "pop". Tears rolled in her eyes almost uncontrollably,
It can be said that Song Yulin put a lot of thought into this tour. Hangzhou was the first stop she chose. Unexpectedly, something like this happened before the tour started. I originally wanted to go through this tour and hope that
It can revive the glory of three years ago. I didn't expect that the company would come up with such a move, but now it's hard to get off. It's an unrealistic idea to cancel the concert rashly, but if the concert is held like this, it will only be counterproductive. Song Yulin is really
Extremely distressed!
"Xingxing" the phone in the room rang. Song Yulin, who was getting more and more angry as she thought about it, picked up the phone angrily and cursed in a sweet voice: "I told you not to rehearse, how many more times do you have to tell me?"
"Hey, why is Miss Song so angry? That disobedient person has offended you again. I'll help you fire him! Haha!" A man's voice full of schadenfreude came from the other end of the phone.
"Master Zhang, what's the matter with you? If nothing happens, I'll hang up." Song Yulin said impatiently with a bored expression on her face.
The full name of Mr. Zhang on the other end of the phone is Zhang Chongjun. He is the precious son of the chairman of Huali Entertainment and one of the directors of the company. He is a famous playboy in Hong Kong. Many female singers and celebrities under Huali have had ambiguous relationships with him.
Song Yulin was once the brightest star of Huali Company. Because of her pure and ethereal singing voice, as well as her personal integrity, she was very popular among the public. She was regarded as the ice-hearted beauty and the queen of the singing world. However, these days there are a lot of newcomers with various popular styles.
The record market is flooded with people's tastes changing rapidly. Song Yulin's more traditional music style and singing style were quickly overwhelmed by the wave of popularity. In addition, there have been no popular songs recently, and the company is only interested in cultivating and cultivating new talents.
Due to the promotion, Song Yulin, who was originally very popular, is not as popular as before, but she still has many loyal fans.
How could Zhang Chongjun let go of a female singer like Song Yulin who is tall, charming, and pure in heart? She showered her with kindness, flowers, diamonds, and cars, but Song Yulin refused her even a thousand miles away, which made Zhang Chongjun very angry.
.After that, Song Yulin was suppressed at every turn, which led to the board's promotion of Song Yulin and the intensity of record production declining significantly. This is one of the reasons why Song Yulin's reputation has declined rapidly in the past three years.
"Don't worry, Miss Song. I heard that your concert will be held the day after tomorrow. I think you are satisfied with the new accompaniment band arranged for you! Hahaha." Zhang Chongjun laughed wildly with joy.
"It turns out it's you, you bastard!" Song Yulin finally understood that it was Zhang Chongjun who was behind the scenes, and she even uttered vulgar words in her anger. This shows how much Song Yulin values this concert and how much she hates Zhang Chongjun.
"Haha, don't be angry, Miss Song. By the way, I forgot to tell you that the band that originally cooperated with you is now in Shanghai, preparing to accompany our new generation of singing queen Zhang Yan! Haha" there was another burst of proud laughter.
"I'm sorry, Sister Yulin, please do your best." Another female voice full of gloating and cooing came from the phone, and then a corrosive female moan was heard from the phone.
Song Yulin threw the phone down angrily again, her face turned red with anger, and tears finally flowed down uncontrollably. She murmured: "Is it so difficult to be a singer? Do you have to take off your clothes?"
"But Song Yulin soon wiped away her tears, with a determined expression on her pretty white face, "I, Song Yulin, will never admit defeat, and I will never show off my laughter like these rubbish!"
Although she knows the whole story and knows that there is no room for maneuver in this matter, unless she is willing to give in and please Zhang Chongjun like Zhang Yan, Song Yulin will never do such a thing, even if she cannot become a singer
"Let's go out for a walk, come on Song Yulin!" Song Yulin said to herself, then picked up a beautiful handbag, wore a woolen hat, and a scarf tightly wrapped around her fair neck, leaving only about half of it.
s face.
The weather outside was very cold, almost masochistically walking in the biting cold wind, which made Song Yulin feel relaxed and relieved to a certain extent. The few wintersweet trees blooming in the wind on the roadside seemed to give Song Yulin a greater sense of comfort.
Courage. Song Yulin stayed at the Xizi Hotel on Nanshan Road, a five-star state hotel in Hangzhou. After walking wildly for a while, Song Yulin came to a place full of bars. A charming, light, ethereal, charming, and tender saxophone song came from a bar.
Floated out.
"The girl from Ipanema!" Song Yulin exclaimed softly, her face full of surprise. She didn't expect that in Hangzhou, she could hear her favorite song and perform it so perfectly. Her steps couldn't help but move towards
Western Paradise.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw an ordinary-looking young man puffing out his cheeks, bending down gracefully from time to time, and moving his fingers nimbly on the keys. Inside, he could hear more clearly the so perfect and familiar "From Ipane"
"Ma's Girl" made Song Yulin's eyes sparkle, so she found a corner with dim lighting and sat down. Due to the cold weather, there were not many people in the bar, and almost everyone was concentrating on admiring Zhang Hupan's
He was playing, so no one noticed that a big star came in. Of course, even if they noticed, they might not be able to recognize Song Yulin, who was wrapped up tightly.
Although no one noticed this special customer, Zhang Hupan did. The slight sadness and the look in her eyes after hearing this song made Zhang Hupan realize that this was a unique woman.
She is a woman who knows music well. Perhaps it is because it is difficult to find a close friend, or maybe Song Yulin's faint sadness infected Zhang Hupan. Zhang Hupan added more free changes and improvisations to this piece, making it charming and lively.
Saxophone made everyone seem to see the youthful and lively girl from Ipanema with bronze skin swaying in front of them, swaying lightly in front of them and disappearing into the vast sea of people.
At the end of the song, everyone was deeply immersed in the beautiful reverie just now. The belated applause surged like a tidal wave. Song Yulin completely forgot about her own worries and identity, and clapped her jade palms desperately. Maybe it was a beauty.
The appreciation stimulated Zhang Hupan's male hormones, or maybe he wanted to completely drive away the faint sadness on the girl's face. Zhang Hupan did not step off the stage to take a rest as usual, but his style changed. A song with a strong
The hard bop style saxophone sounded, and the wild, thick, full and penetrating sound immediately struck everyone's soul. The feeling of being bohemian and indifferent filled everyone's heart, with gorgeous portamento and changes.
The various improvisations made everyone captured by Zhang Hupan's music again.
Zhang Hupan's saxophone made Song Yulin temporarily forget all her worries, and also allowed her to temporarily escape the cruelty of reality. Although Zhang Hupan had stopped playing long ago, Song Yulin still sat quietly in the corner, slowly recalling what Zhang Hupan had just said.
It brought a brief impact to the depths of my soul. It was not until eleven o'clock that Song Yulin left helplessly.
I don't know when snowflakes started to fall outside, and the whole world seemed to turn into a white ocean. A woman staggered forward in the wind and snow, her thin body looking so lonely and helpless. But Zhang Hupan never
In this thin figure who was so lonely and helpless, he seemed to feel the unyielding and perseverance in the heart of the strange woman in the bar just now.
Suddenly the woman who was walking in the wind and snow fell, but soon she stood up with difficulty and continued to move forward with difficulty. Zhang Hupan's heart seemed to be touched, and he wanted to help her and protect her.
The thought came to him spontaneously. He flew into the car, and Zhang Hupan pedaled quickly to get behind Song Yulin.
"Do you need me to take you for a ride?" Zhang Hupan asked with concern.
Someone behind her suddenly asked a question, which surprised Song Yulin, who had been enduring the pain in her ankle. She turned around to meet a pair of eyes staring at her with concern.
"The saxophonist in the bar!" Zhang Hupan's appearance surprised Song Yulin and she couldn't help but exclaimed softly.
"Yes." Zhang Hupan smiled and nodded, and continued: "Although the public security in Hangzhou is very good, it is still not safe for you as a girl to walk here late at night, not to mention it is so cold and bad weather that you can easily catch a cold.
. And at this time, it’s very difficult to get a taxi here.”