Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 55 Repair 10%
Let’s talk about Zhong Liang.

After finishing work, I took Brother Jie, Boss Wang, and other staff to have a good supper.

Then I told everyone to take a good rest and the concert will start again soon.

Not only did Boss Wang and his staff not feel tired at all, but they were happy and had more work to do.

Where there is work, there is money.

Everyone is working part-time. Talking about feelings hurts others, but it is better to talk about money.

But Jack was in trouble.

The concert was able to go smoothly this time because of Principal Wang's help.

Let him find it by himself, and he can't find a place by life or death.

Finding a venue for the next concert will be a hassle.

On the way back, Brother Jie expressed his concerns.

Zhong Liang had just stepped off the stage, and his mind was still stuck at the time of the concert. He hadn't thought much about finding a venue, so he couldn't answer for a while.

Brother Jie thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, we will continue to ask Principal Wang for help, and we will give money anyway."

The venue of Longguo Conservatory of Music was used for this concert, and it was not for nothing. Principal Wang also wanted to use the school's public facilities for commercial performances for free, but this was not something he could decide.

Zhong Liang wrote: "The favor is one less time, not to mention that the favor he owed us has already been repaid, so it is not appropriate to find them again."

In fact, it's not that it's inappropriate to find Principal Wang, but it's inappropriate to continue holding concerts at the Longguo Conservatory of Music.

The campus has always been a very sacred place, and it is easy to cause trouble if it is contaminated with commercial atmosphere.Just like being investigated by the National Cultural Agency this time, it is a good example.

"Then where are we going to find a venue?" Brother Jie had a sad face.

Back to this vexing question again.

Even if this concert is very successful, Zhong Liang still can't solve some practical problems.

The opponent's power is too great.

Zhong Liang wrote: "I don't think about this for the time being, go back today and have a good rest, and talk about it after rest."

there's always a solution to any problem.

It has come to the point where it is today, how can a normal person suffocate to death with urine?
When I got home, I took a cold shower.

Zhong Liang didn't turn on the light, and the bedroom was dark.

He was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

A face with no expression suddenly opened its mouth and smiled.

In the darkness, a mouthful of white teeth.

Both weird and funny.

In his mind, the system panel displayed the progress of the mission.

"Main mission: 33 concerts completed (3/33)."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the first phase of the task, which can restore 10% of the function of the throat."

"Will it be repaired?"

This reminder actually appeared in his mind as early as the end of the concert.

He kept suppressing his impulse, and only entered the system when he got home and no one was around.

Isn't it for this reason to work so hard to hold a concert?

He has nothing to hesitate.

"Yes!"

"Ding! It's being repaired..."

"The repair is complete!"

Zhong Liang only felt a slight itchiness in his throat, but he felt nothing after that.

After feeling it quietly for a few minutes, I found nothing unusual.

He just turned on the light, walked to the mirror in the bathroom, and looked at his throat carefully.

The skin is still white, but the Adam's apple seems a little bigger or a little smaller. Zhong Liang is not sure.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he tried to open his mouth, tried to make a sound.

"Uh……"

When this sound came out, Zhong Liang immediately covered his mouth with both hands, his eyes were filled with shock, surprise and joy... All kinds of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

After about 2 minutes, Zhong Liang let go of his hands and continued to stare at himself in the mirror.

The lips parted tremblingly.

"Uh……"

The same voice as before.

It does fix that a bit.

The long-term hard work and persistence are not in vain, and the personal test is effective.

Zhong Liang covered his mouth again excitedly, weeping with joy.

No one knew that he had just been drugged dumb, was declared irreparable by the doctor, and returned home devastated.

Every night, he watched himself open his mouth in front of the mirror and watch himself make sounds.

However, he couldn't make any sound.

He began to think of ways, trying various methods.

Irrigate, no use.

Filled with soapy water and vomited.

I poke my throat with a toothbrush, but I still can't make a sound.

Beating with fists, pricking with needles, choking the neck...

He tried all kinds of crooked ways, but he couldn't make a sound once.

All kinds of folk remedies cost a lot of money, but have no effect at all.

It was hard for an ordinary person to accept such a sudden disaster for a while, not to mention that he was a popular singer at the time.

The voice is the soul of a singer.

Without a voice, there is no way to sing.

In this situation of loss and sadness, suddenly the person I love the most also leaves me.

How desperate he was during that time, how happy he is now.

Zhong Liang washed his face, but the drops of water remained on his sharp-edged face, and his bright eyes stared at himself in the mirror.

He said to himself in his heart: "No one can stop me from holding a concert, even if the king of heaven comes!"

After the pro-test system is effective, it is even more impossible for Zhong Liang to give up.

This is his only chance to be a normal person.

No matter how powerful and powerful Gun Ten Music Company is, as long as they dare to stand in front of him and block his way.

Zhong Liang will fight to the death with him at all costs.

There is only one ending, either you die or I die!

the next day.

It was rare for Zhong Liang to sleep until after ten o'clock.

The sun is particularly good.

After entering September, the morning sun is not so vicious.

Standing in front of the window, he tried to speak again.

He was able to make a sound a few times before he was sure that last night was not a dream.

"Maybe instead of waiting for 100% recovery, 50% recovery, I'll be able to talk."

Zhong Liang didn't dare to have extravagant hopes, and went to sing when he recovered 50%.

He doesn't want to take risks.

"Ah Liang, breakfast is ready."

Brother Jie came in with breakfast, and the moment he saw Zhong Liang, he was stunned.

At this moment, Zhong Liang had a confidence and a smile that he had never seen in seven years.

Before today, I could also see Zhong Liang smiling.

But Brother Jie always felt that the forced smile was not as natural as today, it came from the heart.

Brother Jie was infected, and the fatigue of the past few days has been relieved a lot.

He left with his breakfast in hand and asked, "Is the concert successfully held, and I feel very happy? Actually, I think, your two concerts have already made your reputation soar, no, it should be said that your popularity has recovered. You can do other things, take commercials, make movies, etc. It’s much easier than holding concerts, and you can earn more.”

When Zhong Liang first came back, his popularity had not yet recovered.

Certainly no one would be willing to cooperate with him, and of course he would earn more money by holding concerts.

It's different now, his popularity has skyrocketed, popularity is money, he can easily make more money than a concert if he shoots an advertisement casually.

Zhong Liang wrote and asked, "How much? I wouldn't do it without 208 million a day."

Brother Jie sighed and said, "Ah Liang, stop playing tricks, you know what I mean."

"Don't you just play instruments in concerts like this all the time? Once or twice is fine, the audience will get tired of it after a long time."

"Will it?" Zhong Liang had a big question mark in his mind.

(End of this chapter)