1993 Glamour at a Glance

Chapter 19 Commemorative Album

Military training has entered the most depressing and forbearing stage.

Song Yang is at this pass, so naturally he can no longer go to Mofang Village with Shen Qingxue.

The weather is hot, and young people are sweating profusely here, feeling sleepy and exhausted.

Before Song Yang left the bathhouse to make a report, he said all the key points, and he told Fan Zhong clearly that he was going to make a report.

This kind of sobriety, rationality and skill made other students look at him with complicated eyes.

A herd of young lambs mixed with the feeling of a lion.

But Song Yang just got up early to run, went to class quietly, and trained seriously.

In this way, the time slowly arrived in July, and the phalanxes of each squadron had been trained in a decent manner.

In addition to queues, there are group gymnastics, military boxing, equipment performances and so on.

After practicing for a year, the meaning in the end is very strong for others to see.

On July 7, Saturday, Song Yang called Zhu Ziqiang.

"I read in the newspaper that it seems that the lead singer of the band I like has an accident..."

Zhu Ziqiang's voice was full of surprise: "Brother, do you know why you..."

"What are you thinking?" Song Yang sighed, "But it's a coincidence... You come to the military academy tomorrow to find me, and I will give you something. In this way, there is another way to sell those tapes .”

"How to sell it?" Zhu Ziqiang looked forward to it.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, preferably between 12:1 and [-]:[-] noon."

Song Yang hung up the phone before returning to the dormitory.

The news has already spread, and among the students of Yanda University, there are also many listeners who love their songs.

"Shu Guangfu, your handwriting is the best, can you copy a copy of the lyrics for me?" Song Yang took a few pieces of paper and walked up to Shu Guangfu.

He told Song Yang last time that he hoped Song Yang would bring him money.

"Copy the lyrics?" Several other people gathered around, "Ah! It's Beyond's song!"

"Didn't you say that selling tapes was a good idea that day?" Song Yang smiled at Dong Liming, and then fell silent, "I have 2000 yuan now, and I can sell their tapes first during the summer vacation. Many tapes are not carried now. Lyrics, I am going to print a handwritten version of the lyrics to match the tape."

"That's a good idea!" Dong Liming said immediately, "It's also very commemorative!"

"A small lyrics book." Song Yang nodded, "Dai Can, I remember that you have a good drawing skills, can you help me design it?"

He took out the white paper he bought from the military service station and folded it into a small book: ""Beyond Golden Melody Commemorative Album", one song per page, and then I will find some photos of them and print them together .”

Dai Can looked at him in surprise.

"It's not convenient for me to go out now. Of course, looking for you is the same reward as I am looking for others. Shu Guangfu, you just copied the most beautiful lyrics from this lyrics book as a sample. I will give you 50 yuan first. Dai Chan, what you do for me is design, tell me how much it costs.”

Dai Can looked at him and shook his head: "Anyway, I have nothing to do today, so let's help you."

"I can also write!" Dong Liming said immediately.

"Remember to ask about the wave bp machine after you return to Zhejiang Province for the holidays. When you make money, you will have it!"

Dong Liming's heart skipped a beat, and he asked mysteriously, "Are you already selling tapes? The 2000 yuan?"

"Be patient, it will be over in just over a week anyway."

So on this day, Song Yang worked with a few of them in the room to design the lyrics book.

After Zhu Ziqiang came at noon the next day, Song Yang returned to the dormitory after eating and took the preliminarily designed lyrics book to the school gate and handed it to him.

"Look for the printing factory that printed your membership card before, and ask them to add some pictures to make a few samples according to this design." Song Yang looked at Zhu Ziqiang and said, "The handwritten version of the lyrics book! It must be more beautiful. Then With a more advanced packaging, if it is done well, you can sell the pirated version as the genuine one, understand?"

What did Zhu Ziqiang not understand when he saw something?

The purchase price of the tape itself is only more than 1 yuan per box, plus the lyrics book, if there is a commemorative edition box, then the box cannot be sold for more than 10 yuan?How much does it cost?

"...Actually, I ordered 2000 boxes? How much do you think this tape can sell? Should I make more, so that the cost of each box can be spread out. Someone came to my store to buy it in the past two days, and I tried it. , I picked this box, saying that the songs in it are more complete and better..."

Song Yang picked the most popular and time-tested ones, so anyone who knows them will naturally understand them.

But he didn't expect that Zhu Ziqiang ordered 1000 boxes when he only wanted 2000 boxes.

So Song Yang smiled and asked, "How many members do you have now?"

"More than 800!" Zhu Ziqiang was full of joy, "The video tapes in my store are the latest and most complete, and the entire Shimenzhuang is also the cheapest to rent!"

Song Yang raised his thumb: "Then you can order another 8000 boxes, maybe they have already started recording this best selection album. But it doesn't matter, they won't match this lyrics book. After my military training is over, I can Take it out and sell it, it can be called a limited commemorative edition, understand?"

"...Good guy." Zhu Ziqiang could only feel his ideas one after another.

"Remember to ask them to make a few more versions of the design sample of the lyrics book as soon as possible. You have to make two more trips to show me, and the remaining 8000 boxes will also be replaced with more high-end cover paper and cassettes."

"I understand!" Zhu Ziqiang calculated in his heart.

If there are 1 boxes, the cost of each box may be controlled below 3 yuan, but it can be sold for more than 10 yuan.

If all of this is sold, isn't it a profit of tens of thousands?
I am obedient...

……

Song Yang could only continue training for the time being, but fortunately, in the last week, the lives of the students finally changed.

"In the evening after the military parade, a party was held in the auditorium. Everyone has been training hard during this period of time, and the performance of various items reviewed has been affirmed by the squadron leaders! Starting today, each squadron will prepare At least 3 programs, outside of routine training, is the time to rehearse the program!"

"Oh--"

The emotions that the students had suppressed for a long time began to be released.

This shows that the next week is a transition period, and if you rehearse the program, if you don't participate in the performance, can you rest?
It turned out that every squadron had to have an all-man chorus program.

In the evening, each squadron is rehearsing the chorus in each large classroom in the audio-visual teaching building.

Suddenly, the light went out.

"power cut!"

In the darkness, there were shouts, whistles, knocking on tables, and stomping.

"Quiet me! Quiet!" The squadron leader shouted anxiously, and said after a while, "Everyone is there, keep order, leave the classroom one by one, and gather the whole team downstairs!"

Naturally, rehearsals were no longer possible due to a power outage, and everyone was immediately brought back to the dormitory, and entered the state of turning off the lights to rest in advance.

After they sang most of the song broken and laughed, "Katyusha" sounded from another building, this time it was the girls' voices.

An Feng, his teachers, and instructors watched all this between the dormitory buildings, looked at each other, and then shook their heads with a wry smile.

The order is still there, but the song is being played in units of dormitory buildings.

This night, even Song Yang was brought into this atmosphere, singing until his voice became hoarse, and he sang until late at night when the lights were turned off.

The depression and depression of this year seemed to be sung to the end on this night.

After a long period of silence, a whistle sounded, and the instructors and teachers ordered in unison: "Go to sleep!"

They were there all the time, they didn't stop.

(End of this chapter)