Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

Chapter 91 Signing Makes You Valuable (Burst Update Mode 28)

Looking at the face so close to his, Chen Lang couldn't help but think to himself, "He's really handsome."

"There are many, including those from mainland China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, Japan and South Korea, and Europe and America."

"That's great."

A hint of surprise flashed in Leslie Cheung's eyes, and he nodded with a smile, "I heard that you wrote the lyrics, music, and arrangement for your song 'Sisters' all by yourself?"

"Um.

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"That's impressive."

Leslie Cheung patted Chen Lang's head and stood up.

"Let the adults handle the cooperation."

"Could you show me around your creative environment?"

Chen Lang looked at the adults.

Liu Xiaoli and Yao Feng both nodded at him.

"OK."

Chen Lang then led Leslie Cheung toward his and Liu Yifei's room.

Liu Yifei and Yao Beina immediately followed behind.

Leslie Cheung's manager, Florence Chan, also went inside.

The Rolling Stone manager sighed and had no choice but to speak to Yao Feng and Liu Xiaoli himself.

Upon entering the room, when Leslie Cheung saw the two walls of books and cassette tapes that reached the ceiling, even he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

He walked up to the wall of cassette tapes and looked at the dazzling array of albums on it.

From classical to pop, from folk to jazz, from domestic to international, it covers almost all music genres.

"You've heard of all of these?"

He turned his head and asked Chen Lang with an incredulous look on his face.

Chen Lang nodded seriously.

"I've heard of them all."

Leslie Cheung then pointed to the bookshelf on the other side.

"You've read all those books?"

"Yes, I've seen them all."

Leslie Cheung and his manager Florence Chan exchanged a glance.

Both of them were shocked.

At such a young age, to have read so many books and listened to so many songs.

This in itself is an incredible thing.

"I now believe you are a true genius."

Leslie Cheung gently stroked the cassette tapes, looked at Chen Lang, and said with emotion.

"In my opinion, while talent is certainly indispensable, the accumulation of knowledge is the most important thing."

His eyes swept across the tape rack and he quickly found his work.

From her debut EP album in 1977, including "I Like Dreamin", "The Wind Continues to Blow", "Lover's Arrow", and "Refuse to Play Again" —

Until her last album, "Crazy Love," in 94.

Almost all of them.

He couldn't help but laugh and pulled out the "ILikeDreamin" album.

"This album is hard to find."

Do you like my songs?

Before Chen Lang could speak, Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him, interrupted to answer.

"Langlang loves Uncle Zhang's songs the most!"

The little girl held her head high, her face full of pride.

"He wakes me up every morning with your songs!"

"I can sing them all!"

As she spoke, she began to sing in a high-pitched, childish voice.

"Oh no, I can't sleep."

"Oh oh oh ———— Brain battle."

Chen Lang covered his forehead and pulled back his wife, who was about to sing Monica's song.

"You're making those 'oh oh oh' noises like a big rooster."

Liu Yifei immediately pouted and kicked him without thinking.

Chen Lang reached out and grabbed her calf.

"Stop fooling around, we have guests."

Leslie Cheung laughed heartily as he watched the two children interact.

"It's very useful."

"If you can't sleep, you'll just have to get up."

His gaze fell on the cassette tape in his hand, and he noticed another detail.

All of them are genuine, which is quite rare in mainland China.

Leslie Cheung grew to love his talented fan more and more each time he saw her.

"Do you need me to sign this for you?"

Chen Lang's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded vigorously.

Leslie Cheung asked his manager, Florence Chan, for a pen to sign.

He walked up to the cassette tape rack, pulled out one of his own albums, and skillfully signed his name on the cover.

Then came the second one, and the third one.

Liu Yifei watched from the side, completely bewildered.

She leaned close to Chen Lang's ear and whispered.

Why did he write on the cassette tape?

Chen Lang answered her in a low voice.

"Once you sign it, it becomes valuable."

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up, and his fingers twitched unconsciously.

He then shook his head, looking conflicted.

"These are all songs that Langlang likes, so let's not sell them."

After Leslie Cheung finished signing the last one, he overheard the conversation between the two little ones.

He couldn't hold back any longer and leaned against the bookshelf, laughing.

Seeing Leslie Cheung smiling so happily, Florence Chan couldn't help but laugh too.

These two kids are so funny.

The room door was open, and the laughter attracted the attention of people in the living room.

The Rolling Stones manager was hoarse from talking.

The adults opposite him all seemed distracted.

Yao Feng lowered his head and drank his tea, Liu Xiaoli looked in the direction of the room, and her grandparents remained silent.

He sighed inwardly.

Without Leslie Cheung as a lobbyist, relying solely on the name of Rock Records is probably not enough.

The family's reaction was too indifferent.

Unlike other musicians who get overwhelmed with excitement at the mere mention of the Rolling Stones name, he is nothing like them.

He simply stopped talking and turned his gaze to the room from which the laughter was coming.

Liu Yifei looked at Leslie Cheung, who was laughing so hard he was doubled over, with a puzzled expression, and then looked at Chen Lang.

"Uncle Zhang may have thought of something happy."

Chen Lang explained to her in a very serious manner.

Leslie Cheung stopped laughing, feeling that it was impolite to laugh like that in front of these two innocent children.

He coughed twice to change the subject.

"What were you thinking when you wrote that poem about sisters?"

Did you write this for them? Are they all older sisters?

Chen Lang nodded and pointed to Yao Beina beside him.

"She's the best sister to me."

Yao Beina smiled gently.

Chen Lang then took Liu Yifei's small hand.

"This is my wife."

Liu Yifei's face flushed slightly, and she hid behind Chen Lang.

She had been called that by Chen Lang since she was a child, and she was used to it.

I still feel a little shy in front of strangers.

"Hahaha!"

Leslie Cheung and Florence Chan couldn't help but laugh again.

This little guy is so interesting.

He speaks in a very serious manner, but the content he says is always so unexpected.

Liu Xiaoli walked in carrying a plate of fruit.

Hearing Chen Lang's words, she was both annoyed and amused.

She closed the door behind her.

Children often speak without thinking, so it's best not to let outsiders hear too much of what they say.

"Mr. Zhang, please don't mind."

"These two children grew up together, and we adults joked about arranging a marriage between them."

Leslie Cheung had some understanding of the customs of mainland China, and he waved his hand.

"Childhood sweethearts, how wonderful."

He looked at Chen Lang and Liu Yifei with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Seeing that Leslie Cheung didn't ask any more questions about the topic, Liu Xiaoli smiled, put down the fruit, and went out without disturbing their conversation.

Leslie Cheung and Florence Chan watched her leave, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

The adults are also very well-mannered; no wonder they can raise such an outstanding child.