Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Yang Che and Wang Fei still managed to eat the wood lotus jelly back at the hotel. Wang Fei thought it was just okay, and Yang Che thought it was just okay too; it wasn't the taste they remembered.

Well, as a public figure, Wang Fei naturally couldn't stay nearby, so she ended her digestion trip early.

As for what just happened, Cui Qiu'an was still handling it on site, and Li Xiangdong was also there. However, Yang Che told him to keep quiet and, if necessary, to reveal his status as the deputy general manager of Hongda Printing Factory and an advanced individual for his courageous act…

"I thought you would say I was meddling."

Wang Fei asked in confusion, "What's it to you? Wasn't that handled by Xiao Cui?"

Yang Che grabbed him, pinned him down, and started hitting him.

"Wang Fei, I've realized you just need a beating!"

"Damn it! Yang Che, you son of a bitch!"

"Slap, slap, slap."

"Be gentle, be gentle, you have to go on stage tomorrow."

"You're wrong."

You're wrong.

"Snap"

"I was wrong, husband, brother..."

Wang Fei's face was flushed, and her eyes were misty. Then, she mustered her strength, got up, and pushed her boyfriend down onto the bed.

After a while, Yang Che sighed and said, "Other older sisters would love to hold their younger brothers in their hands and keep them in their mouths, but you're the one who rides on their heads."

Wang Fei rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Yang Che gently pinched her waist and said, "Sister, you look beautiful when you're sitting, but I prefer the way you look when you turn around and look at me."

Wang Fei laughed and shook, though there wasn't much to shake about. After patting him a few times, she got up...

.........

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, and it was drizzling.

During breakfast, Cui Qiu'an told Yang Che about what happened yesterday. The woman in the POLO was the mistress of a building materials boss. The sugar daddy was already thinking of dumping her, and this incident helped him break up with her on the spot.

A woman driving a POLO was involved in a hit-and-run accident and was detained, fined, had her driver's license revoked, and was ordered to pay compensation.

She can't be called a "POLO girl" either, because the POLO was taken away by the sugar daddy and the ownership wasn't transferred...

Yang Che listened with a sigh and clapped his hands repeatedly.

Seeing Cui Qiu'an's hesitant expression, Yang Che smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Che, I don't understand. That guy is short, ugly, and stingy, so how come the girl is like that..."

Yang Che laughed, "At first, it's definitely generous, but after a bit of fun, it just gets to that point. Let me teach you a trick: after you choose your sugar daddy, negotiate the terms, like three thousand or five thousand a month. Pay him the full amount for the first month, and generally, he'll get tired of it after a month. If he's still not tired of it, then give him a fake sugar daddy and play around for another month. If you want to get your money back, or even make a profit, then you do this..."

Yang Che didn't continue, because Wang Fei had arrived, and they had to make room, as did Li Xiangdong and Cui Qiu'an.

Li Xiangdong was alright, but Cui Qiu'an was in a terrible state. He wasn't trying to play around with women and make money off them; he just wanted to learn from Brother Che.

There were no more opportunities after that, so Che-ge went to the Olympic Sports Center with Fei-jie for rehearsals, and Che-ge listened very attentively.

Even if Che-ge had time, he would be too embarrassed to ask again, otherwise what would that look like?

Before we knew it, it was August 12th. The typhoon had passed and the wind and rain had subsided, so the performance was held smoothly. After the show, it rained again. Wang Fei was indeed a lucky man.

The concert started with "Emotional Life" and ended with "I'm Willing" (encore), featuring a total of 30 songs.

Yang Che was lucky to meet Wang Fei, whose singing skills, artistic achievement, unique style, and musical intelligence were all at their peak. At 31, she was at her most charming age.

The transition between true and falsetto voices, the use of breathy vocals, and head resonance have all reached the top level in the Chinese music scene. It is so light and free, using breath to control the voice. If you put it in "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", it would be like having mastered the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Take her currently produced album "Fable" for example; it has a certain unparalleled quality. She blends Britpop, dream pop, and Mandarin ballads, breaking the established paradigms of traditional Mandarin pop music and establishing her own unique musical aesthetic.

Although the public response was lukewarm, every music critic said that this album was the culmination of her singing skills.

Unlike other singers who jump around and shout "Friends on the left, friends on the right," Wang Fei sings quietly because she needs to be serious.

The night in Ningbo was still humid and hot. Although Wang Fei on stage didn't make any big moves, he was still sweating. Yang Che, who was in the VIP audience, felt sorry for him, so he bent down and went backstage. During the intermission when he was changing clothes, he said to him, "That's enough. Don't exert yourself so much."

Wang Fei blatantly ignored her boyfriend: "Hey, move away, don't bother me."

The faces of the people around him were incredibly tense.

Yang Che opened his mouth, then thought, "Fine, I'll just keep quiet and listen to the song."

Before going on stage again, Wang Fei caught a glimpse of her boyfriend still backstage. She suddenly leaned over and gave him a kiss, then said as if she were disciplining a child, "Go back to your seat."

Yang Che was filled with hatred; he wished he could pin him down and beat him up.

At this point, all he could do was secretly remember it. Uh... pshaw, wasn't that a reward for her?

Even so, Yang Che returned to his seat. The melody of "Sky" filled the room, like a gentle breeze that transported him to a pure, vast, and cool world. Hmm? Is the wind picking up?

A breeze had indeed picked up, and the open-air stadium was swept by the evening wind. A burst of cheers erupted from the stadium, creating an eerie sense of harmony within the ethereal melody of "Sky," a song that evokes a dialogue between the night and the heavens.

However, things quickly quieted down because Wang Fei on stage didn't respond at all and just kept singing to herself.

Soon "Sky" ended, and the melody of "Only Love Strangers" began, but it was only sung for one section. Then, Wang Fei on stage glanced at the music director and keyboardist Chen Zezhong.

Chen Zezhong left the keyboard and sat down at the spot where the light had been on earlier, in front of a piano that had been moved there at some point.

Then, amidst the puzzled gazes of over 40,000 audience members, Wang Fei picked up the microphone and said, "My Song, a theme song from an unreleased film, thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zezhong's piano music began.

Meanwhile, some of the more astute reporters and music critics in the audience turned to a spot they had noticed before—Yang Che's seat—and couldn't help but show expressions of "finally, he's here."

Of course! Two days ago, Wang Fei said she would sing a new song written by Yang Che, and now she's specifically mentioning it again. Clearly, this is to promote her boyfriend's new movie.

Hmm... the melody is quite nice.

Yang Che smiled broadly, thinking to himself: Thank goodness Old Wang, the girl from Beijing, didn't ask everyone to give her face...

"Without any warning"

Without a single worry

You just appeared in my world like that.

It surprised me so much that I couldn't help but feel happy.

......

As soon as the lyrics were uttered, the vast majority of people in the audience realized, "Oh, this is Yang Che's song."