Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 104

"Holly, are you back?"

"Come back, third uncle."

Yu Hongguang sat down on the bench next to him, picked up a cup of tea that no one had drunk before, and then said again.

"Holly, how is my song "Learning to Meow"?"

"Sings very well."

"Hey. Everyone likes to listen to this now, and I often sing to other houses!"

often?

Seeing Yu Dongqing's puzzled expression, Yu Hongguang lowered his voice and talked about the whole story.

It turned out that with the popularity of the "Wulin Heroes" TV series, Yu Hongguang also became a household name in Huayin's family and even in Weinan.

Especially in Huayin, whoever married a daughter-in-law would invite him to sing for fun. Whether it was in a hotel in the county town or a stage set up in his own yard in the countryside, Yu Hongguang's high-pitched voice could always be heard.

"This winter, there are a lot of marriages. Sometimes I am too busy to sing several times a day. As soon as I finished singing this one, I was taken to another house to sing."

"I can't just sing "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant", right? I just learned a few popular songs by myself, and that song "Learning to Meow" was learned some time ago."

"Have you made a lot of money?" Yu Dongqing asked in a low voice with a smile.

"Hey, it's five hundred for a song in the city, and three hundred for those near our village. Of course, relatives like Hong Gang don't need money, it's free." Yu Hongguang said with a blushing face.

Isn't this "walking the hole"?

It stands to reason that you have to pay copyright royalties to me, the songwriter, right?

Of course, it's impossible for Yu Dongqing to say it just after thinking about it. It is estimated that the third uncle and the others don't have this awareness.

"Then don't you sing old tunes?" Yu Dongqing asked again.

"Hey, I also sang old tunes at the banquet at the beginning, but the guests said it wasn't festive enough, so I couldn't help but ask me to sing popular songs." Yu Hongguang sighed deeply.

"However, during the Chinese New Year, I will definitely sing!" Yu Hongguang hurriedly added:
"I discussed it with a few old guys. During the Chinese New Year, what is everyone's business? Didn't the village committee build a new big stage in the countryside? The town leaders and the village party secretary all supported our singing, saying that it was to promote the traditional culture of the nation. , Murakami gave me a subsidy of 100 yuan per person every day."

100 yuan is not much, but five or six people can sing for five or six hundred a day, and it can cost several thousand yuan if they sing continuously for several days or ten days.

Now that there is no collective economy in the village, it is very good to be able to contribute this amount of money.

"Okay, when the time comes for you to sing, I'll take pictures and videos for you. I'm going to make a documentary about Huayin's old tune, and I even brought back the camera."

"If it is filmed and played online, it will also be a publicity for Huayin's old tune." Yu Dongqing said finally.

"Then, it's very good. I'll tell some good guys to prepare well."

The two were chatting hotly when they heard the sound of a tricycle. Yu Dongqing turned her head and saw her father Yu Hongjun riding a tricycle into the yard, followed by vegetables and meat.

Yu Dongqing hurried up to say hello, and Yu Hongjun was also very happy to see his son back, but he was not as talkative as his third brother, Yi Yi was always taciturn, and suddenly asked after a few simple words: "Where is Tongtong, Tongtong?" You didn't bring it back?"

oops
Just now, I was just chatting with my third uncle, and didn't pay attention to where this girl went!

"Dad, I brought it back. I don't know where it went. I'll look for it." Yu Dongqing hurried out of the yard.

Seeing a group of children happily setting off firecrackers on the road in the village, Yu Dongqing immediately felt relieved when she saw her daughter in a white down jacket and a pink woolen hat.

Firecrackers are not allowed in Yanjing City, so it is normal for my daughter to see that she is interested in this thing, but Yu Dongqing was frightened by her daughter's action.

I saw my daughter holding a firecracker in her little hand, and holding a lighted incense stick in the other hand. After carefully lighting it, she quickly threw it out. The firecracker exploded in mid-air, and a group of children laughed happily.

Oh my God
How dare you be so bold?
I used to do this a lot when I was a child. Once I accidentally injured my hand and didn't dare to tell my parents that it would be fine in a few days.

But your hand was injured, how can I explain to your grandparents when I go back?
It is estimated that your grandparents will not agree either!
Yu Dongqing hurried over to stop her daughter's dangerous action.

"Playing with firecrackers is fine, but it's not allowed to play with your hands, it's too dangerous!" Yu Dongqing said seriously.

"They play with their hands too!" retorted the daughter.

Sure enough, several little boys also held a firecracker and an incense stick in their hands.

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to say that you are a girl, and you should pay more attention to safety. Do you think other girls don't play like this?And your white down jacket is covered in dust!
The daughter pouted, a little unconvinced.

Yu Dongqing can't say that as long as you don't hold it in your hand to play, I will go to the town to buy you fireworks tomorrow. The long ones can be held in your hand. At night, you can point them at the sky, and the sky will be filled with fireworks.

"Are they as beautiful as the Tiananmen fireworks?" the daughter asked.

I pour.
It is estimated that there are not many places in China that can release such beautiful fireworks, let alone your father's village?
Yu Dongqing said it was very beautiful, but the most important thing was to let it go by herself instead of standing in Tiananmen Square to see it, and then dragged her daughter into the courtyard to meet her grandfather.

Although the daughter was a little unhappy, she still behaved well when she saw her grandpa, with a small and sweet mouth, which made Yu Hongjun smile happily, and only praised her granddaughter for being sensible.

Yu Hong had just had dinner, and the three of them didn't return to their home until ten o'clock in the evening.

Mother Liu Fenglan went home early and cleaned the wing room, and the quilts on the kang were all new.

In the past, soil kangs were burned in rural areas, but this is not popular now, and "electric kangs" are used, which are carbon fiber electric kangs, which are still warm.

"Holly, I heard from your third uncle that you brought back a video camera?" Dad Yu Hongjun asked, smoking a cigarette.

"Yes, I mainly want to video the third uncle's singing." Yu Dongqing said truthfully.

"Uncle Hong Gang's son is getting married, and he hasn't found a photographer yet. It just so happens that you will go to take pictures tomorrow, and save some money for his family."

I.
Become a wedding videographer?

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to agree.

In this way, the next day Yu Dongqing got up before dawn, braving the cold wind and holding up the DV to work all day, he couldn't even rest at night when he was making troubles in the bridal chamber, and when others made troubles, he had to stand by and record.
After returning home, Yu Dongqing has not been idle for the past few days, visiting relatives to give gifts, of course drinking is inevitable, and she spends the whole day drunk.

This coke spoiled Yu Tongtong, her father was too busy to take care of her, the grandparents were reluctant to say it, so they ran wildly in the village with a group of children.

Playing the piano, doing homework?

That doesn't exist.

Playing with firecrackers is the business!

Within two days, the snow-white down jacket turned gray, and there were still a few holes in it from firecrackers.

Fortunately, Yu Dongqing brought a red down jacket to her daughter's room before leaving, otherwise she wouldn't even have a new dress to wear during the Chinese New Year.

In the sound of firecrackers, one year old,

The spring breeze sent warmth into Tu Su.

Thousands of doors and thousands of households are chaotic days,
Always exchange new peaches for old symbols

In the sound of crackling firecrackers,
The new year is finally here.

　Thanks to book friends bobo, Fei Aguang, Ziyou Taoist, book friend 20221227162015266, leaf drifting, book friend 20220929120210562, Xu Suifeng drifting, and the scenery on the road.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)