Returning to Taiwan in 2000 as a patriotic artist

Gu Bei paused for a moment, then shook his head: "No need, no need, I just made a quick change."

"No way!" Jay Chou insisted, unusually so. "If it weren't for you, this song would be ruined."

"I was really moved when I played it just now."

Do you know what this means?

"What does it mean?" Gu Bei asked curiously.

"This song is awesome! It finally has a soul!" Jay Chou gave a thumbs up.

Fang Wenshan nodded as well: "Gu Bei, don't refuse."

"Give us back the copyrights to those 50 songs, and our contract."

"Now they're dragging us into setting up a studio together."

He adjusted his glasses, looking somewhat ashamed: "We don't know how to repay you."

When it comes to those 50 songs, Gu Bei knows very well what they are.

Of those, only seven or eight songs actually became popular.

The rest were all works created by the two of them during their early exploration phase.

The quality is inconsistent, and they simply cannot be sold on the market.

But Jay Chou and Fang Wenshan didn't think so.

In their view, those 50 songs were the culmination of many years of hard work.

Each song is like my own child.

Gu Bei bought it with his own money and then returned it to them without asking for a single penny. This kindness was immense.

They felt they could never pay it back in their lifetime.

"Gu Bei, don't refuse." Zhou Jielun also came over and hugged Gu Bei: "If you refuse again, I'll feel really bad."

Seeing their serious expressions, Gu Bei almost burst out laughing.

People always feel happy when they do bad things.

This is something you yourselves wanted to give me.

"Fine," he grinned, a hint of helplessness in his voice, "Whatever you want."

Jay Chou also grinned foolishly.

He picked up his pen and solemnly wrote on the manuscript paper:

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan, Zhou Jielun

Composer: Gu Bei, Zhou Jielun

Gu Bei looked at those two lines of text and couldn't help but smile.

The previous life of "Black Humor" had absolutely nothing to do with him.

Now, his name is displayed there.

This feeling... is so refreshing.

Gu Bei raised his hand and glanced at the time; it was almost noon.

"Let's go out and celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" Jay Chou and Fang Wenshan were taken aback.

Seemingly remembering something, they all asked in unison, "Is it because 'Lovely Woman' is a hit?"

"right."

The three of them took a taxi to the Wooden Guitar Folk Song Restaurant.

On the way, Gu Bei told the two of them what had happened.

Both of them clenched their fists and trembled as they listened.

When they heard Gu Bei mention the free licensing, they all said, "Gu Bei, it's your decision, we'll do whatever you say."

The two of them are good at creating content but not at managing it.

Gu Bei has already proven himself through his actions.

There's not much to say, just follow the flow.

As soon as they entered the Wooden Guitar Folk Song Restaurant, a melodious tune immediately filled the air.

The CD player in the shop was playing "Lovely Woman," and a few scattered tables of customers were leisurely drinking coffee.

Jay Chou secretly pulled his baseball cap down low, afraid of being recognized.

Gu Bei led them to a corner and sat them down.

"Brother Yu, we've ordered."

Hu Zhaoyu was wiping glasses behind the bar when he heard the sound and looked up. "Xiao Bei's here?"

What are we eating today?

"I'll eat as usual." Gu Bei looked at Zhou Jielun and Fang Wenshan: "What do you want to eat? It's on me today."

"I'll do the same as always." Fang Wenshan adjusted his glasses.

Jay Chou was a little dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth, "I...I'll do the same."

"Haha!" Hu Zhaoyu laughed out loud. "Xiao Chen, take the menu to the kitchen and tell them to hurry up and make it."

He called out to the girl wiping the tables in the shop, then took his drink and sat down next to Gu Bei.

"Xiao Bei, this is the hospital I found for your medical check-up."

Gu Bei took the note and glanced at it.

It reads: National Taiwan University Hospital, Dr. Chen, phone number XXX***XXX.

"Just come over tomorrow morning and tell them my name." Hu Zhaoyu lowered his voice: "Congratulations, your first song is a huge hit!"

"Thank you, Brother Yu."

"Hey, we're all friends, why are you saying thank you?"

The group stood and chatted for a while.

The waiter brought the food over.

Gu Bei recognized the girl; she looked about seventeen or eighteen, with a simple ponytail, a round face, and skin as white as a freshly peeled egg. She also had large, bright glasses.

Hu Zhaoyu quickly introduced, "Xiao Bei, her name is Lin Yichen. She said she's here to participate in 'Super Girl' and earn some money to supplement her family's income."

Lin Yichen?

In her previous life, she acted in TV series such as "It Started With a Kiss", the 08 version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and "Prince of Lanling".

She is one of the representative figures of the golden age of Taiwanese idol dramas.

No wonder Gu Bei felt he looked familiar.

"Yi Chen, are you interested in filming a music video?" Gu Bei took out a pen and paper and wrote down his contact information.

"Huh? Me? Me?"

Lin Yichen stared wide-eyed, pointing at her face in disbelief.

"Hey, don't hesitate!" Hu Zhaoyu lowered his voice: "The book 'Lovely Woman' was produced by Xiao Bei and his team."

He pointed to Jay Chou, who had pulled his hat brim down, and said, "See him? Jay is right here."

"Wow! Really..." Lin Yichen quickly covered her mouth.

It really is!

Can I make money by shooting music videos?

In an instant, she had already imagined whether, after getting angry, she should tell the truth to the reporters or make up a story about how hard she worked and how much she struggled.

Or, after I earn money, how can I help my mother pay off her loan?

How happy my mom and brother will be...

Mom will definitely hug her and say, "Yichen, Mom loves you so much!"

"Feed? What are you grinning about?"

Suddenly pulled back to reality from her fantasy, Lin Yichen awkwardly picked up a pen and paper and wrote down her phone number.

"Sorry... I'm leaving, I was daydreaming."

How embarrassing!

Lin Yichen, what are you thinking about?

……

Early the next morning.

Gu Bei, along with Zhou Jielun, forcibly dragged Hu Zhaoyu to the hospital.

"Trust me, Brother Yu, your lips are turning purple, something must be wrong."

"Brother Yu, Gu Bei is awesome, he must be right," Zhou Jielun also chimed in from the side.

"Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you guys!"

Hu Zhaoyu led the two to the front desk and handed a note to the nurse.

Soon, the nurse guided them through the entire physical examination process.

Finally, I went to see Dr. Chen.

Upon meeting, Dr. Chen immediately noticed something was wrong: "Zhaoyu, why are your lips turning purple?"

"Come here quickly and let me see."

"No way, Lao Chen, you also think there's something wrong with me?" Hu Zhaoyu was genuinely scared now.

He had previously thought Gu Bei was joking with him.

"This is a serious problem." Dr. Chen listened with his stethoscope for a while and said decisively, "Your condition requires hospitalization for observation for two days."

While writing the hospital admission certificate, Dr. Chen asked, "Do you often suffer from sleep deprivation and frequently stay up late?"

"That's right, how come I didn't think of that?"

As he asked, he answered himself, "You run a folk song restaurant, and you often don't close until after midnight."

"But you need to make up for your sleep during the day too, really."

Hu Zhaoyu was a little embarrassed. "I can't sleep once it's light, and I don't know why."

"You have arrhythmia," Dr. Chen diagnosed directly. "You could have cardiac arrest at any moment."

"That is, sudden death!"

"Thank you, Dr. Chen. We'll go and complete the admission procedures now."

Watching Hu Zhaoyu lie down on the hospital bed, the electrocardiogram was connected.

Gu Bei walked out of the hospital and looked up at the sky.

The sky in Taipei is so blue, it's like a dream.

"Phew~"

He let out a long breath, took out his phone, and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Sister Yang, what's up?"

"The free licensing agreement has been reached."

Yang Wanqing's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Zhiping's 'Super Sunday' is coming over this afternoon to record a program."

"If you can't come back, I'll have them come another day."

"I'll go back right away."