Chapter 351 A Newcomer Named Wang Lihong

Maybe it was because he had seen a lot of larger parks, so Zhou Yan didn't think Da'an Forest was big, but in terms of the overall design, Da'an Park had a lot to offer.

As an urban park, its first priority is to integrate into the city.

But this kind of integration must have a degree to separate it from the downtown area.

In terms of grasping this degree, Daan Forest Park has done a good job, making citizens feel very convenient and giving them a feeling of temporarily escaping from the city.

In the center of the park, there is an open-air music stage, which is quite impressive.

This open-air music stage is not small, and it also has a roof, which can accommodate relatively formal performances. Rows of benches are arranged in an orderly manner in front of the stage for the audience to sit and enjoy the performance.

Zhou Yan probably made a visual inspection and found that these benches should be able to seat about a thousand people.

But if people really want to be crammed inside, plus the surrounding turf, it should be able to accommodate eight to nine thousand people.

Although the entrance of Xiangjiang Cultural Center can accommodate so many people, the effect of watching performances is actually very poor. Unlike this terrace, there is a natural slope. This slope must be specially designed, similar to the stepped seats in the concert hall. , even if you stand on the lawn behind, you can still see the performance on stage without blocking your view.

"Are there usually performances here?" Zhou Yan asked.

"Probably so."

Wang Zuxian was not very sure, because she had been to Da'an Forest Park once before and didn't know much about the situation here.

She usually doesn't spend much time in Taiwan, and even when she comes back, she doesn't have time to visit the park. The last time she came, Chen Derong told her that it was open, and the two of them came over and walked around.

If Chen Derong hadn't told her, she probably wouldn't have known it was open.

“This is a place suitable for smaller-scale performances.”

Zhou Yan stood under the stage and looked at the structure of the ceiling. Wang Zuxian suddenly pointed to the side of the stage and said, "There is a poster there."

Looking in the direction of Wang Zuxian's finger, Zhou Yan saw a roll-up roll, but the light here was average at night and he couldn't see clearly what was on it.

The two of them got closer and took a look, only to realize that it was a promotional poster for the show.

When Zhou Yan saw the handsome young man holding a guitar on the poster, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Isn't this Wang Lihong?

He looked at the text below again.

The first line of big words when I look up is: If you hear my love.

Below is Wang Lihong's personal profile, the most prominent title of which is "The Top Student at Berklee College of Music."

After reading all the information, Zhou Yan probably understood that Wang Lihong probably just debuted not long ago and just released his first solo album in December last year.

In August this year, he will release his second solo album "If You Hear My Song".

It is estimated that the response to the first album was not very good, and his reputation is average. In order to promote his upcoming new album, he will hold a free concert here.

Coincidentally, the time turns out to be 6:30 tomorrow night.

Wang Zuxian had no interest in this new singer, but when Zhou Yan kept reading the text, he smiled and said, "It seems that there are often performances here, but they are all relatively unknown newcomers."

"Have you heard of this singer?" Zhou Yan asked.

"No." Wang Zuxian shook his head, "Didn't it say that he only debuted at the end of last year? But the title of his album is quite interesting, Love Rival Beethoven."

Zhou Yan smiled. The name of his love rival Beethoven was indeed not a good one and was completely unattractive.

Perhaps the record company wants to highlight Wang Lihong's classical skills. The introduction on this poster also mentions that he is proficient in violin, piano, guitar, jazz drums and other musical instruments.

Wang Lihonghui does have a lot of musical instruments, but when it comes to proficiency, it depends on how you define the word proficiency.

People say that Zhou Yan is proficient in more than a dozen musical instruments, including piano, bamboo flute, erhu, guitar, violin... It seems that he is proficient in all common instruments.

But the truth is, professionals know what’s going on.

Except for the bamboo flute, Zhou Yan's other instruments are average, and some are even poor.

If the standard of proficiency is adjusted to a professional level, no one in the world can be proficient in multiple instruments at the same time, because mastering each instrument requires a lot of practice.

The more instruments you have at your disposal, the more likely you are to be broad-minded but not masterful. Zhou Yan is an example. If he had not been exposed to too many instruments and concentrated on chiseling the bamboo flute, his bamboo flute level would definitely be better.

"Tomorrow night, let's come here to watch the show." Zhou Yan said.

Wang Zuxian was a little surprised and said, "Don't you have to rehearse tomorrow?"

"The performance here starts at half past six. My rehearsal should be over by then."

Wang Zuxian nodded. It seemed that Zhou Yan was indeed very interested in this newcomer. Under normal circumstances, Zhou Yan would not have come to join in the fun.

After all, Zhou Yan is very busy recently and is busy writing scripts every day.

But since Zhou Yan wants to come, she will definitely be willing.

"Would you like me to come early tomorrow and hold a seat for you?"

"No need. For this kind of performance, it is estimated that the audience will not be too large. Even if there are no seats, it will still be the same if you stand on the ground and watch it."

"good."

…

The two wandered around Daan Forest Park for a while and then went back.

Zhou Yan did not go back to the hotel where the band was staying, but went to her residence with Joey Wang.

Wang Zuxian, who likes to buy houses, naturally bought a house in Taiwan, but she was not optimistic about the housing market in Taiwan, so she only bought a small house with a small area, and she lived there by herself when she came back.

She has two brothers, and they all live at home now, so even if they come back, they rarely stay at home, and they always live alone.

It can be seen that she did not spend too much time on this house, and the decoration is the most ordinary one.

Wang Zuxian had prepared all the daily necessities for Zhou Yan in advance, and even prepared several sets of clothes for him from inside to outside, so Zhou Yan didn't need to bring luggage when he came.

After entering the house, she pointed to a room in the east, "Third brother, that's the study, you can work in it."

"Yeah."

Zhou Yan nodded, walked over to open the door of the study and took a look. When he saw the layout inside the study, he showed a surprised expression.

He originally thought that the so-called study was an ordinary small room, but he didn't expect it to be a real study.

There were two bookshelves against the wall in the room, filled with all kinds of books, CDs, and tapes. In addition, there was a neat desk.

Joey Wong also came over, leaned next to Zhou Yan, and asked, "Third brother, are you satisfied?"

"Did you make this study room specifically for me?"

"Of course, I don't need such a study room myself. Many of these books were bought from the mainland. I don't know if you like them. Basically, all your music albums are here."

Hearing what Joey Wong said, Zhou Yan felt very warm. It is not easy to decorate such a study room, and it takes a lot of thought.

There are at least hundreds of books in these two bookshelves, and hundreds of records and so on. It must take a lot of time to buy these books, and Joey Wong also said that many books were bought from the mainland.

Zhou Yan got close to the bookshelf and took a look. There were novels by Yu Hua, Shi Tiesheng, Liu Zhenyun, Wang Anyi, Su Tong, and many issues of "Harvest" and "Yenching Literature".

And the collection he, Yu Hua, and Shi Tiesheng had was placed in the center position.

Except for Zhou Yan's records, most of the records are classical music.

There are also some movie CDs, all of which are related to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan pulled Wang Zuxian into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, and said softly, "Thank you."

In fact, Zhou Yan certainly couldn't read many of these books, but Wang Zuxian's thoughtfulness touched him.

"Do you want to say thank you to me too?" Wang Zuxian smiled and said, "Actually, I want to build a piano room for you, but it's more troublesome, and I don't know much about it."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Don't waste money, you can buy a bigger house in Taipei in the future, and it won't be too late to build a piano room then."

"Change to a bigger house, the houses in Taipei are not worth investing in."

In recent years, the real estate market in Taiwan has indeed been very sluggish, and the prospects are not optimistic. The main reason is that the price rose too much before the 1990s, coupled with the slow economic development and weak housing demand, which led to the failure of house prices to rise.

"Statistics show that the average annual increase in housing prices in Taiwan in recent years is less than 2%, which is lower than the bank mortgage interest rate."

This data means that investing in real estate in Taiwan in recent years is not as good as keeping the money in the bank to collect interest.

Zhou Yan smiled: "You know these data."

"Of course." Wang Zuxian smiled proudly.

Zhou Yan tapped Wang Zuxian's forehead with his finger, "You are now thinking about real estate investment, but you forgot that buying a house is for living. Although your house is nice, it is still small. We can't always live here when we come to Taipei. Buy a bigger one, it will be more convenient to live in."

"Look at your house, there are only three bedrooms in total. If you build a piano room, there will be only one bedroom left. If you have a child in the future, there will be no place to live."

When Zhou Yan mentioned having a child, Wang Zuxian's face immediately turned red, "What about having a child, shameless... Even if you have a child, when it is young, it can live with us in the master bedroom... But it's okay to buy a big one, so that my parents can live there when they come to visit."

Speaking of her parents, Wang Zuxian remembered something else, "Oh, by the way, can you give me a few more tickets for your concert?"

"Do you have any friends going?" Zhou Yan asked curiously.

Zhou Yan had given her two tickets before, and she should have given the other one to Chen Derong.

"This concert is very popular in Taipei City. My brother and his friends also said they want to go and see it."

Zhou Yan nodded and smiled, "Okay, my brother-in-law wants to see it, so I have to arrange it. How many tickets do you want?"

"Four...give me six."

"If you have six tickets, they don't have to be in a row, and they don't have to be in the first row."

"It doesn't matter. As long as I have a ticket, I can sit in any seat."

"Okay, I'll have someone send the ticket to me tomorrow."

...

That night, Zhou Yan didn't work too late and went to bed after eleven o'clock.

The next morning, after Zhou Yan woke up, he first opened the refrigerator door and looked inside. There was nothing inside except mineral water and beer.

Helplessly, he could only change his clothes and go out to buy some breakfast. He wanted to buy some vegetables, but he couldn't find the vegetable market.

When he came back, Wang Zuxian had already gotten up and was looking for Zhou Yan in the living room in pajamas.

Seeing Zhou Yan coming back from outside with a bag in his hand, she said in surprise, "Third brother, you went out?"

Zhou Yan raised the bag in his hand, "Well, I bought some breakfast. There's not even an egg in the refrigerator at home."

"I don't live here often, so of course I can't buy vegetables."

Zhou Yan teased, "If you live here often, you can cook?"

Wang Zuxian is the youngest sister in the family. She has been spoiled since she was a child and has no cooking skills at all.

Wang Zuxian was quite dissatisfied with this and said with her head held high, "Don't look down on me. I have improved a lot now and can cook a lot of dishes. If you don't believe me, I will cook at noon and let you taste my cooking skills."

"Don't bother, let's go out to eat."

Zhou Yan wanted to give her a step down, but she didn't expect that she would not only not come down, but stepped up instead, and said firmly, "No, I have to cook today."

Seeing her insistence, Zhou Yan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll wait and see."

After breakfast, Zhou Yan went into the study to work, while Wang Zuxian changed her clothes and went out to buy vegetables.

At noon, Zhou Yan heard the sound of ping-pong from the kitchen, so he stood up and went to take a look. He saw Wang Zuxian looking into the eyes of a bream that had long since died.

She was wearing an apron with cartoon patterns on it, holding a spatula in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, and she seemed to have no idea where to start with the fish.

Zhou Yan leaned against the door frame, hugged his arms and smiled, "What's wrong, Xiaoxian classmate, do you need to pray for it before eating it?"

Wang Zuxian turned around, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, "I wanted to make braised fish, but I forgot what the first step was."

She swore that she had studied the recipe carefully before, and she knew every step by heart, but when she really had to start, she forgot the steps on the recipe completely, as if she had never seen the recipe.

The damn thing was that the recipe was left at home in Hong Kong and was not brought here.

If I had known earlier, I would have bought a recipe book when I went out.

There are so many books in the study, but there is not a single recipe book.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Zhou Yan walked over with a smile, took the kitchen knife and spatula from her hand and put them aside, then began to check the ingredients in the kitchen.

Fortunately, although she forgot how to make braised fish, the ingredients were all there.

The fish had been processed, and it should have been handed over to the enthusiastic stall owner to help process it, and it was very clean.

Zhou Yan cut some green onions and ginger, then heated the pan and poured oil, and started frying the fish...

It took about half an hour for Zhou Yan to finish three dishes and one soup.

Wang Zuxian had seen Zhou Yan's cooking skills, so she was not surprised at all, but it was obviously she who said she wanted to cook, but in the end it was Zhou Yan who did everything, she was a little embarrassed.

But this embarrassment soon disappeared.

Find a husband who can cook, and you won't have to worry about eating at home in the future.

Perhaps to make up for the guilt, after dinner, Wang Zuxian also took the initiative to wash the dishes and pots.

Zhou Yan didn't fight with her, and went back to the study to continue working after dinner.

It was not until 1:30 in the afternoon that Zhou Yan set off for the concert hall.

The four concerts in Taiwan this time, like those in Hong Kong, were still held in the concert hall where they first held a concert.

What is special about this concert hall is that there is a very large LED screen at the door. After more than two years, the screen has been replaced with a larger one, and the distance between the lamp beads is smaller, and the image is clearer.

The technological innovation of LED is very fast. Every once in a while, screens with smaller spacing and better colors appear on the market, and the screen in front of us should be the latest on the market today.

It can be seen that the strength of this concert hall is very strong. If it were an ordinary concert hall, it would be impossible to spend a huge amount of money on it. For a long time, LED screens have not been cheap, especially the latest ones.

The situation at the entrance of the concert hall is similar to that in Hong Kong. Although the concert will not start until next year, many people have gathered one day in advance. Some of them even held signs with Zhou Yan's name on them.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan did not rush into the concert hall, but took the initiative to approach the crowd and greet them.

Zhou Yan was dressed very casually, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses. The fans didn't recognize him at first until Zhou Yan greeted them.

One of the girls reacted very quickly and ran towards Zhou Yan.

But when she got in front of Zhou Yan, the girl still asked uncertainly, "Excuse me, are you Zhou Yan?"

Zhou Yan smiled and took off his sunglasses directly, "Yes."

Seeing Zhou Yan's face, Zheng Youqing covered her mouth excitedly, "It's really you."

Zhou Yan made a gesture to sign, "Do you want me to sign for you? Others will come soon."

"Yes, yes." Zheng Youqing quickly took out a stack of things from his bag and handed it to Zhou Yan, "There are a lot, but you only need to sign one... one or two."

Zhou Yan took the stack of things with a smile, and then looked up at the girl in front of him in surprise.

There were not only photos of him participating in the "Walking and Talking" program that year, but also tickets for his first concert in Taiwan that year, and it was in the front row.

It seems that this little girl is still her old fan.

A large part of Zhou Yan's early fame in Taiwan came from the program "Walking and Talking".

Originally, "Walking and Talking" was a very ordinary program with a monotonous format and was not very attractive. It was Zhou Yan who put forward many opinions when she participated in the program, and the program was changed.

And that change also benefited both of them.

Nowadays, this program has become a household variety show in Taiwan. The host has changed, but the ratings are still very high.

Moreover, the model of this program was later imitated by many programs.

Since he is an old fan, Zhou Yan was naturally not stingy and patiently signed all the things that Zheng Youqing handed over. (End of this chapter)