Chapter 5 Brothers of Life and Death

Zhang Xiaohua tossed around with his mobile phone for a long time, and finally left two names in the contact list, one is Cao Feifei and the other is Yuan Datong.

Zhang Xiaohua is no stranger to Yuan Datong.

Memory told him that Yuan Datong is his best friend in junior high school, his best friend so far, and an iron buddy who can share blessings and difficulties.

I remember that in the third year of junior high school, because Zhang Xiaohua's family was well-marished, he recruited a group of kidnappers. As a result, Yuan Datong sacrificed his life to force the kidnappers not to succeed. However, Yuan Datong was stabbed by the kidnappers and almost died. So far, Yuan Datong still has a ten-cm long scar on his left chest.

Zhang Xiaohua also knew that Yuan Datong was a music maniac, and his enthusiasm for music was almost crazy. At the same time, he also had some insight into music production, and Yuan Datong also opened a studio to create music, but the situation of the studio did not seem to be very good, and it has always been Warm and unheated.

"Since this guy is so righteous and good at music production, what are you waiting for? It's him!"

After making up his mind, Zhang Xiaohua directly dialed Yuan Datong's phone. After a while, he heard the other party's voice slowly: "Xiaohua, what's wrong?"

"Big head, do you have time? I want to talk to you." At this time, Zhang Xiaohua was in a state of extreme excitement, so he forgot the time, but he didn't know that it was four o'clock in the morning, and because of his accent, he called "Datong" directly "Big Head".

"Brother, my name is Datong, Yuan Datong!"

"Okay, big man, I have something to discuss with you. Do you have time?"

“......”

Yuan Datong, who was on the other end of the phone, had cried and said feebly, "Brother, do you know what time it is? Is there anything urgent? Are you looking for me to drink with you again?"

"I just wrote a song, and I want to ask you for some advice. Of course, we can also talk while drinking. It happens that I have another big thing to discuss with you. Zhang Xiaohua said seriously.

Of course, he said that writing a song is not a joke. With his memory of his last life, he can express the lyrics and tunes of all the popular songs on the earth anytime and anywhere, but he will not make the song completely, which is also the reason why he came to Yuan Datong.

"Did you write a song?" Yuan Datong at the other end was depressed and said, "Brother, did you harass me in the middle of the night just to make such a boring joke with me? Well, in that case, you won."

"Seriously, I'm going to the studio to find you. Let's talk about it when we meet." After saying this, Zhang Xiaohua hung up the phone, went out of the house, opened the Passat his father bought for him a year ago, and went straight to Yuan Datong's studio.

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Twenty minutes later, Zhang Xiaohua drove to the West Temple Hutong in the city. Until there was no way forward, he turned off the car and stood in front of a two-storey small building.

Looking up, I saw that the surface of this small building was full of holes, dilapidated, and in disrepair, and could collapse at any time. There is a lighting sign hanging above the door, which shows five words [Datong Studio], but the lamp tube of four words is broken, and only one word [work] is still struggling, and it seems that it can no longer withstand the slightest wind and rain.

"Is this the rhythm of 'death'?" Zhang Xiaohua's face twitched and his heart was very funny. From the facade, he knew how depressed Yuan Datong's situation was.

Reached out and knocked on the rusty shutter door, and soon the door was opened from the inside.

Zhang Xiaohua fixed his eyes and saw a thin young man, wearing a casual shorts, a white vest, and a pair of plastic slippers. He was about the same age as himself, with a natural curl and a pair of black-framed myopic glasses on his face. He looked both elegant and handsome, but a handsome man. PIECE.

Obviously, this person is Yuan Datong.

"Brother, are you really here?" Yuan Datong couldn't believe it. At this time, I can still see Zhang Xiaohua, and it's in front of my house. This is the first time. It seems that this boy really has something serious to discuss with him.

Looking at the half-deposed scar on Yuan Datong's chest, Zhang Xiaohua's memory was also like a tide, and he couldn't help but be moved.

For the sake of friends, Yuan Datong could not even take his life back then. This is the real friendship of life and death, brotherhood!

After sighing, Zhang Xiaohua was not polite and strode without being invited in.

In his impression, Yuan Datong, like his own brother, is really not polite, otherwise he would not have asked him as a partner.

When he came to the studio, Zhang Xiaohua looked around. Not to mention, the equipment here was quite complete. There were all modern instruments such as guitars, bass, horns, oboes, drum sets, electronic organs, etc., and they were located in an orderly manner.

And according to Zhang Xiaohua's memory, the second floor should be a well-equipped professional recording studio. Of course, it also pours all of Yuan Datong's property, which is not only where he works, but also his home. He stays here almost 24 hours a day, which is why he has a "music maniac" No.

"Say, what's the matter with finding me so late?" With that, Yuan Datong went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of filled with beer and threw one bottle to Zhang Xiaohua. He also began to sit on the guest sofa and drink.

"Didn't you say that on the phone? I wrote a song and want you to give me some advice." Having said that, in fact, Zhang Xiaohua's main purpose is to see if Yuan Datong has the ability to make music for the song. If the two do not achieve the same effect as the original song in terms of synthesis, it will inevitably be unsatisfactory.

If Zhang Xiaohua knows Yuan Datong very well, then Yuan Datong knows Zhang Xiaohua very well. After all, the two are brothers who have been playing since childhood, so Zhang Xiaohua weighs a few pounds, and Yuan Datong is very clear.

Originally, I heard Zhang Xiaohua write a song on the phone, but Yuan Datong only thought he was making use of himself.

At this moment, Yuan Datong couldn't help laughing and spit out all the beer he had just entered. He couldn't help saying, "Are you sleepwalking or wandering?" Can you write songs? By the way, you seem to be tone-deaf, right? You can't even sing well. What kind of song do you write? What's the stimulation that makes you start to talk shamelessly?

"People are getting drunk and deeper at night. How close they are at this moment, their thoughts seem to be shaking, and their contradictions are deeper.

The heart that has been broken allows you to gently get close today, how much comfort and doubt, and secretly regenerate.

I can't help myself, but I'm actually an extremely vulnerable woman. Don't, don't..."

Zhang Xiaohua sang directly without saying a word. A Cantonese version of "The Woman Who Is Easy to Hurt" was vividly interpreted by his perfect singing. Although there was no accompaniment music, it could not hide the artistic lyrics and sad tunes, which made Yuan Datong speechless and crazy. If you are drunk, you can't extricate yourself for a long time.

At the end of the song, Zhang Xiaohua was also proud.

In the previous life, his reputation as the "Little Prince of KTV Love Song" was not a vain reputation. The changeable voice, perfect singing, and tone control are comparable to those front-line singers, which are enough to easily touch people's hearts!