OBS Chapter 51 He really is unreliable
Chapter 51 He really is unreliable
Huang Yiliang's home.
living room.
"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean by this?"
Huang Yiliang glanced down at the box of money on the coffee table, then looked up at President Zhang Xianzong.
Does everyone already know that I'm short of money?
Is this a loan offer for me?
Mr. Zhang turned around with a radiant face.
"Write another song for your Uncle Zhang." Mr. Zhang opened his palm and pressed his thumb, index finger, and middle finger against his forehead.
Huang Yiliang: "???"
What's wrong with this?
"Ahem, well, the photographer said Uncle Zhang's left profile has a particularly artistic feel," Mr. Zhang said earnestly.
"This is too much!" Huang Yiliang said somewhat embarrassedly.
That's indeed too much. This guy has always held onto the copyright, and all he's authorized to Zhang Xianzong are the performance rights and the authorship rights that Zhang so desperately wants.
No matter how many people cover the song "Friends' Wine" in the future, the original singer must be credited as Zhang Xianzong.
"Not at all."
After waving his hand dismissively, Mr. Zhang asked, "Haven't you been watching TV lately?"
Huang Yiliang shook his head.
"oops!"
Mr. Zhang slapped his thigh: "Uncle Zhang has to say something to you. At your age, you should watch TV and pay more attention to national affairs. Especially the 'Avenue of Stars' program on Beijing TV, it's very exciting and educational."
Huang Yiliang finally figured it out.
It turns out that Mr. Zhang's rendition of "Friends' Wine" passed the preliminary round of the Star Avenue program, and his popularity is quite high.
Moreover, because he was one of only two contestants to sing an original song in the preliminary rounds, and also the oldest contestant, the TV station gave him a special report that lasted more than a minute.
In Mr. Zhang's words, that would be bringing honor to one's ancestors!
Mr. Zhang even specially asked Huang Haidong to get the original interview recording from the TV station so he could take it back to Shaanxi and show his fellow villagers how successful he was in Beijing.
The preliminary rounds are no longer enough for Mr. Zhang. He is bursting with confidence and thinks he can make a run for the finals. He believes that he will be featured on CCTV's national broadcast and that it would be a great honor for his family.
To Huang Yiliang's surprise, his father, Huang Haidong, also passed the preliminary selection. This guy was slacking off backstage at the selection competition, but managed to get a few minutes to go on stage and sing "BJBJ" on his own, which immediately amazed everyone. Even the producers of the show were shocked.
Huang Yiliang readily accepted the one million from General Manager Zhang, as he needed the money right now.
On the spot, I picked up a pen and wrote a poem for Mr. Zhang called "Pour the Wine Full".
"This song is great. I knew it was perfect for me as soon as I saw the title," Mr. Zhang praised without reservation.
"Let's go, let's drink! Uncle Zhang's friend gave us two bottles of Moutai, 56 vintage."
Mr. Zhang, satisfied, led Huang Yiliang out of the room.
The Zhongdeng group in the courtyard had already gone through several rounds of drinks. Huang Haidong, the host, was very competent, toasting everyone without showing any hesitation.
Huang Yiliang dared not compete with these drunkards in drinking, and was about to make an excuse to slip away when his phone rang.
"Hey—! Okay, okay, I have to be there! Wait for me! See you there!"
After hanging up the phone, Huang Yiliang pretended to apologize with a regretful expression: "I'm so sorry, uncles and elders. I have something very important to do. Next time, I will definitely make sure to entertain you all."
"It's alright, business is more important!" As soon as President Zhang finished speaking, Huang Yiliang had already disappeared.
This left Mr. Zhang somewhat puzzled.
Do young men these days run to walk?
Liu Yifei on the other end of the phone was also puzzled.
When did Huang Yiliang become so agreeable? "See you there!" Are you kidding me?
After Huang Yiliang started the car, he realized that the person who had called him earlier was Ya Huazi.
Has she finished filming "Little Dragon Girl"?
"Feed—!" Huang Yiliang immediately slapped the toothbrush back.
"When did you return to Beijing? Have you finished filming your scenes with Yin Zhiping? What are your thoughts?"
Liu Yifei: "..."
"Come here quickly, I have something important to discuss with you. Let's talk in person."
"Serious business?"
After thinking for a moment, Huang Yiliang decided to bring his assistant along to avoid being taken advantage of by a foreign female hooligan, so that he, a virgin Chinese man, wouldn't be taken advantage of.
As it turns out, Little Potato unfortunately got her period today and is currently sprawled in her dorm drinking brown sugar water.
My senior's assistant also has a performance at school today.
For safety reasons, Huang Yiliang bought a box of condoms at a convenience store on the roadside.
Whew! We're safe now.
......
A karaoke bar with an unimportant name.
Huang Yiliang had just stepped on the brakes when...
A very handsome young man came over to help him park his car.
Huang Yiliang decisively declined, as he still had the one million yuan in cash that General Manager Zhang had offered him in his car.
Mr. Zhang is a strange person. It would be much better to write a check or make a bank transfer, but he prefers to throw cash at people.
Huang Yiliang parked his car in the direction the young man who greeted him pointed. As he was walking down the road, a taxi blocked his way.
Huang Yiliang rubbed his eyes. He was surprised to see Ya Huazi and Yang Mi getting out of the car together.
Yang Mi's face doesn't seem that square, and of course, her breasts aren't that big either, far inferior to Xiao Xiao's.
Has The Return of the Condor Heroes really finished filming? Even if it's just that several assistant directors are filming different storylines, this is too fast!
"Hey—! How did you get here on foot?" Toothpaste playfully patted Huang Yiliang on the shoulder.
"I can't get a taxi!" Huang Yiliang replied irritably.
"Didn't you say you arrived a long time ago and were just waiting for me, telling me not to dawdle?" Huang Yiliang glared at Ya Huazi.
Haha, women, their mouths are full of lies.
"Hehehe, I thought you wouldn't be here so soon!" Toothpaste chuckled, trying to fool her.
"By the way, this is my good friend, Yang Mi."
Ya Huazi introduced Huang Yiliang and Yang Mi to each other:
"Mimi, this is Huang Yiliang. He's really good with computers."
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
Huang Yiliang and Yang Mi nodded to each other.
To be honest, Huang Yiliang was quite disappointed. Having seen so many hotter-figured girls from the Beijing Dance Academy, Yang Mi's hunched back and stooped posture was really quite ordinary.
She's not even as pretty as her teeth.
At least Yahuazi had a bright smile, of course, that was only after her lie was exposed.
"Hehe—!" Yahuazi controlled her smile, trying her best to keep her teeth from showing.
"Alright, stop faking it. You're the one who invited us, you're the one treating!" Huang Yiliang said directly.
"No problem!" Toothpaste laughed heartily.
A hint of disgust flashed in Yang Mi's eyes, but she hid it well; only a weirdo like Huang Yiliang, whose body seemed to be inhabited by a ghost, could notice it.
"Sisi, there are only four of us, we don't need such a big room," Yang Mi whispered to Liu Yifei.
"It's okay, I like to sing." Liu Yifei waved her hand dismissively.
"Four people? Who else?" Huang Yiliang asked curiously.
"Changchang! She said a relative was giving her a ride, so she told me to go first."
"It just so happens that Mimi also invited me, so we all came together."
Ya Hua Zi is particularly excited today. Heaven knows if she was traumatized by filming Little Dragon Girl. That role is not easy to play; you have to be hung up and beaten.
"What would you like to drink?" Yahuazi asked.
"Juice! And a fruit platter, please. See if there's anything else to eat; I didn't eat enough this afternoon."
Huang Yiliang naturally wouldn't be polite to Ya Huazi; he hadn't settled the score with her for stuffing cigarettes into his mouth yet.
"You order for yourself!" Toothbrush simply handed the menu to Huang Yiliang.
Yang Mi calmly pulled Ya Huazi to the song selection table.
"Xixi, are you very familiar with this person? I feel like he's unreliable," Yang Mi whispered a reminder.
Ya Huazi was amused.
"Yes, yes, we've known each other for quite a while, but you're right, he really is unreliable."