1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 215 Celebration
"what is this?"

After the signing ceremony, Xia Meng just returned to the hotel and saw Zhai Yuan handing her a manuscript. She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

Zhai Yuan smiled shyly: "Today I heard the news of Xiang Jiang's return, and I was so excited that I wrote a new song and would like to ask for your advice."

Xia Meng looked at him in surprise, took the manuscript and read it through, then looked up at Zhai Yuan with a look of admiration that said "you are worthy of it".

"When the song 'Like Water Flowing Years' was sent back to Yindu, the comrades from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles praised your lyrics for being like poetry. This song 'Pearl of the Orient' seems to have reached a new level."

Zhai Yuan thought to himself that this was the case. Decades later, this song would still be a staple in celebrations of the return to China and would have stood the test of time.

He looked very modest and said with a sigh: "I am in Hong Kong and I can't help but express my feelings."

Xia Meng's expression was slightly moved, and there was a bit more expectation and satisfaction of an elder for the younger in her eyes when she looked at Zhai Yuan.

She smiled and said, "For this year's National Day Gala, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles will be responsible for one of the children's programs. We adults originally had no idea what to do, but now I seem to have found some inspiration from you."

Zhai Yuan also laughed: "You treat me like a child."

Xia Meng smiled even more and looked at the manuscript again. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He said to Zhai Yuan, "Please sing this song for me. I'll see if I can add another program to the evening party in a few days."

After a pause, he continued, "Show up at the party in advance so that the leaders can get to know you. This will make it easier for you to work at the electronics factory later."

Zhai Yuan's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

He is not very averse to performing on stage. Regardless of whether he sings well or not, the main thing is that he is thick-skinned enough.

In Xia Meng's room, Zhai Yuanqing sang "Pearl of the Orient".

After listening to this, Xia Meng said nothing, took the recorded tape, and went straight out to find the National Day Gala program team to discuss the reporting matters.

Zhai Yuan quickly called Hong Kong: "Hello Uncle Zhan, I'm in the mainland now. As usual, I'm asking you and Joseph Koo to compose the music for a song, but this time I'll only pay you without giving you your names. I'll provide you with a few musical instruments for you to incorporate into the song..."

I have been hanging out with Zhou Huimin and Ye Yuqing for a while. Although I haven't made it to the top yet, my music theory knowledge has improved a lot.

Zhai Yuan now has some knowledge of musical instruments. He told Huang Zhan that the main part of the song should be composed using the Chinese pentatonic scale, the chorus should be broken down using middle chords, and an interlude with military drum beats should be added in between.

There are five days left until the National Day Gala.

Zhai Yuan swept away the obedient attitude he had shown to Xia Meng on the phone, and in a serious tone gave Huang Zhan and the others a three-day deadline to die.

The next step is to wait for news from Xia Meng.

If I don't believe that my fellow Hong Kong people and the support of the "Pearl of the Orient" can't get a single program into the evening show.

When Xia Meng came back, she brought two comrades from the program crew with her.

The people in the production team were very polite. To take care of Zhai Yuan, they said in a not-so-standard Cantonese dialect: "Mr. Zhai, Lei Hou."

Zhai Yuan smiled and said, "You're welcome, just call me by my name."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he shocked the program crew. It’s not like they haven’t invited fellow Hong Kong people to speak this before, but this is the first time he can speak Mandarin so fluently.

Xia Meng smiled and said: "Without such good Mandarin, I can't write such innocent lyrics."

The comrades in the program team nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Mr. Zhai, let me introduce myself. I am Wang Xianping, the director of the Art Department of CCTV."

Director Wang speaks with a northeastern accent. She looks to be around 30 years old, with short hair that goes over her ears. She is dressed neatly, and has a very feminine demeanor.

When Zhai Yuan heard that her position was not low, he stood up and greeted her again, which made the other party feel a little embarrassed.

At that time, Hong Kong and Taiwan stars were always arrogant and had to be flattered when they came to the mainland. It was rare to meet someone as polite as him.

Director Wang's favorable impression doubled, and he whispered: "The song "Pearl of the Orient" is very suitable for the theme of this year's National Day. The song composed by Mr. Zhai is also beautiful, but our program team has read the lyrics and there are some parts that we don't understand, so we would like to ask Mr. Zhai for guidance."

Zhai Yuan understood what the other party said in a very tactful way, and it actually just meant "censorship".

"I don't dare to say I will give you advice, but Director Wang, please feel free to point out any problems you think are there."

"For example, 'The Pearl of the Orient stays awake all night'. How can one lose sleep over such welcome news?"

"Because Hong Kong has never forgotten its motherland, after receiving the news of its return, the city was so excited that it could not sleep..."

How could Zhai Yuan know what Mr. Luo Dayu was thinking when he wrote the song? It was nothing more than a different way of interpretation. After all, there are a thousand Harry Potters in the eyes of a thousand people!
"So that's how it is... Then what about this sentence 'keeping the promise despite the ever-changing world'? The word 'promise' is very serious. Does it have any special meaning?"

"Hong Kong was ceded to the incompetent Qing dynasty more than a hundred years ago. At that time, there was a promise. Now the time has come. The motherland has fulfilled the promise, which is the promise in the lyrics, and welcomed this city back into its arms."

Director Wang and his assistant were deeply moved by his interpretation, and Xia Meng beside him also had a look of regret on his face.

However, even though he was moved, Director Wang still carefully reviewed the rest of the lyrics word by word.

What does it mean to bless you? Who blesses whom?

What does the vast ocean mean? Why is it so vast?
What is a desolate chest and why is it desolate?
Zhai Yuan answered fluently.

"Mr. Zhai, thank you for composing this song. I believe that it will move countless compatriots at home and abroad on the stage of the National Day Gala."

After the review, Director Wang basically decided to include "Pearl of the Orient" in the evening party.

I asked Zhai Yuan about the accompaniment again, and was relieved when I learned that there would be professionals in Hong Kong to take care of it.

After escorting Director Wang and another assistant out of the hotel, the other party turned back and waved to Zhai Yuan repeatedly after they had walked a long distance away.

On the way, the assistant asked Wang Xianping: "Director, our evening show is fully scheduled."

Director Wang recalled the program in his mind: "How long is the crosstalk by teachers Ma Ji and Zhao Yan?"

The assistant said, "Their segment of 'Yu Lao Wan' lasted fifteen minutes."

Director Wang said, "Ask them to shorten it a bit, and deduct some from other song and dance programs, and at least get five minutes for 'Pearl of the Orient'."

The assistant sucked his teeth and looked embarrassed: "Okay, I'll go and negotiate."

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After Zhai Yuan gave out the fixed questions, Huang Zhan pulled Gu Jiahui, a big name in the music industry, to do the questions together, and the speed was extremely fast.

I was given three days and everything was done in two days.

Fearing delay, Zhai Yuan did not ask them to arrange mailing, but called Chen Jiale to ask him to go in person and bring the recorded accompaniment.

Not long after I hung up the phone, Ye Zhiming suddenly called.

Qiao Wang asked directly on the phone: "Did you call Ah Qing to go to the mainland?"

Zhai Yuan: “Ah?”

Ye Zhiming gritted his teeth: "She just stole your passport and left a note saying she was going to Yanjing to find you!"

Zhai Yuan scratched his head: "Is there such a good thing... Is there such a thing?"

Ye Zhiming was furious and helpless on the other end, and finally sighed dejectedly: "Forget it, if you see her, let me know she's safe. I won't go over because I'm busy on the gambling boat. Please help me take good care of her."

Zhai Yuan said: "Yeah!"

Just after I finished talking to Ye Zhiming, Chen Jiale called again.

"Sorry, Brother Yuan! I just lost the record. It was right under my feet... I'll have someone re-record a few records right now. It might be late."

"No, don't bother me. Seriously, if you dare I'll break your legs!"

Zhai Yuan hung up the phone, thinking that Ye Yuqing was too bold. She was indeed raised in a honeypot and was too willful. A night passed.

Guessing that Ye Yuqing's flight was about to arrive, Zhai Yuan stayed by the phone.

Half an hour later, the landline on the desk rang.

Ye Yuqing on the other end of the phone said excitedly: "Idol, guess where I am?"

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"You're really brave to run so far by yourself. What if something happens? Call your boss back!"

In addition to instructing Zhai Yuan, Ye Zhiming also made a special call to Xia Meng and asked her to help take care of his sister.

As soon as Ye Yuqing got off the plane, before she could throw herself into the arms of her idol, Xia Meng, who came with her, took her into the car and scolded her.

When they arrived at the hotel, under the majesty of Xia Meng, Ye Yuqing silently picked up the receiver and answered Ye Zhiming's call.

Even two meters away, Zhai Yuan could hear Ye Zhiming's roar on the other end of the phone.

Ye Yuqing burst into tears when she answered the phone and kept apologizing. She finally waited until the call was hung up and immediately grinned.

She raised the expensive Donkey brand shoulder bag in her hand and smiled proudly: "My idol, I personally brought the record to you, are you touched?"

Huang Zhan was well prepared, with two copies of the accompaniment on tape and laser disc.

Xia Meng said, "Just take the tape. The facilities for the party are relatively simple."

What this means is that there is no such advanced thing as a record player prepared for the party.

Zhai Yuan had the idea of throwing some money around and said, "How about I sponsor some of the equipment costs?"

Xia Meng frowned: "You are still young, don't be too pushy."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Yuqing on the side and said helplessly: "You are really spoiled by your boss."

Ye Yuqing called her Sister Meng twice in a coquettish manner.

Xia Meng looked at Zhai Yuan and Ye Yuqing in embarrassment, and said hesitantly, "I have a meeting to attend at the Federation of Literary and Art Circles..."

Ye Yuqing immediately said, "Sister Meng, take care!"

Xia Meng ignored her and called Zhai Yuan aside, saying in an awkward tone: "You are still young, there are some things that are not suitable for you to do... Ahem! What I mean is that you need to be responsible for some things you do, and you can't do them on impulse... Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhai Yuan said, "If you are so worried, why don't I go to the meeting with you?"

Xia Meng laughed and said, "You are not from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Anyway, I believe you are a sensible boy. You don't need Sister Meng to teach you anything extra."

Zhai Yuan nodded solemnly.

Xia Meng said with relief: "Then I will leave Ah Qing to your care first, and come back later to have dinner together."

Zhai Yuan and Ye Yuqing sent her out together.

After Xia Meng got into the car and it sped away, Ye Yuqing immediately threw herself into Zhai Yuan's arms and called him "idol" in a sickly voice.

Zhai Yuan looked unhappy and turned to go into the hotel room.

Ye Yuqing was slightly stunned, then hurriedly followed him into the room and closed the door.

Zhai Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, frowned and asked seriously: "Do you know that you have done something wrong?"

Ye Yuqing shrank her neck: "I know."

Zhai Yuan asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have come to the mainland alone." Ye Yuqing said, and then pursed her red lips and said, "But I want to see you!"

Zhai Yuan didn't expect that he was so charming, and he didn't know what this rebellious girl was thinking.

His expression was still serious: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Do you understand?"

Ye Yuqing exclaimed in surprise, and seeing Zhai Yuan's face was as gloomy as water, she asked timidly, "How is the punishment?"

Zhai Yuan glanced at her curvy figure and pursed his lips.

Ye Zhiming, Xia Meng? I don’t know them!
He waved his hand and asked Ye Yuqing to come over. Not knowing what was going on, Ye Yuqing moved closer and carefully observed Zhai Yuan's expression.

Zhai Yuan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it down. As Ye Yuqing screamed, she fell on Zhai Yuan's legs.

Before Ye Yuqing could react, she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body. Her black dress had been pulled off by Zhai Yuan, revealing her lace-patterned panties.

Although they are both in their teens, Ye Yuqing is more mature and bold in both development and dress than Zhou Haimei, who is one year older.

Ye Yuqing subconsciously brought her legs together, squeezing her beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings together, making her buttocks look even rounder.

Zhai Yuan's voice was slightly hoarse: "This is the punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped her peach-like butt.

Ye Yuqing squeezed out a cry from her throat, turned around with a red face, and her eyes were full of sultry passion. She took the initiative to shake her buttocks and said in a sweet voice: "So, idol, you like this kind of play~ Can you be harder?"

It’s too hot!
Zhai Yuan took a deep breath and felt that he was gradually losing control of the gun.

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After waiting and waiting, October 10st is here.

The ceremony officially began at 10 am.

Zhai Yuan was not yet qualified to go up to the city wall to watch the ceremony, so he stood below and looked up.

The surname Li, the surname Huo, the surname He, the surname Ye...

Even Xia Meng only showed a small part of her face behind the crowd.

“We still have to work hard!”

Amid the grand and inspiring march, the flag slowly rose, the vanguard and the guard of honor marched in unison, and the young students shouted slogans in the loudest voices.

Start with me, start now!

Then came the highlight of the celebration, the military parade. This year was the twelfth military parade in New China and it was also the grandest one in history.

The whole process took an hour and a half. Zhai watched from a distance, but could still feel the spirit and energy that soared into the sky.

The celebration was over and soon it was time for the evening activities.

A unique fireworks show.

This year's National Day night at Chengtianmen Square was a night of fireworks and lights.

The gorgeous fireworks, surrounded by festive crowds, made the scene extremely lively.

Even Ye Yuqing was moved to tears by the passion of the people around her.

The fireworks show is over.

CCTV's live broadcast program for the people across the country also slowly began...

(End of this chapter)