Chapter 80

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"Thank you all for taking the time to attend this beach party!" As the party began, Wu Cheng stood by the bonfire, clapped his hands, and drew everyone's attention, smiling, "Today is also a celebration of my move. After being in Hong Kong for so long, this is the first time I've hosted such a party. I hope everyone will have a great time, but don't drink too much!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Sheng Long led the rebellion, laughing, "How can it be considered a good drink if you don't drink too much! Everyone must stay until they're drunk tonight, otherwise, they're not real men!"

Hearing this, Hong Jinbao, who was chatting with Cen Jianxun, Shi Nansheng, and other company executives, wanted to kick this kid, but seeing that Wu Cheng's expression didn't change, he let it go.

"Sheng Long is right! How can it be considered a good drink if you don't drink too much!" Huang Zhan, the old man, sided with Sheng Long and strongly supported him.

"Everyone, just relax!" Wu Cheng shrugged, picked up an electric guitar, and smiled, "Being able to gather here is a kind of fate. The next song is a gift to all the friends here. The song is called 'Friends.' Has Shao Rong heard this song before? Can you sing it? If there's no problem, let's start!"

The melody began, and Zhang Guorong, without hesitation, started singing.

These years, I've faced the wind and the rain alone,

I've shed tears, made mistakes, but I still remember what I've held on to.

Only those who have truly loved can understand loneliness and return.

There will always be dreams, and you will always be in my heart.

While singing, Zhang Guorong glanced at Wu Shulan, making her heart race.

Friends, we walk together all our lives, those days are gone.

A word, a lifetime, a friendship, a cup of wine.

Friends have never been alone, a word of friend, you will understand.

There are still wounds, still pain, still a long way to go, but I'm still here.

...

Zhang Guorong's deep, raspy voice gave a unique flavor to the song "Friends" by Chou Hua-jian, adding a special sense of沧桑 (cang桑, meaning '沧桑' or 'weathered' in this context, which can be translated as 'time-worn' or 'weathered').

This sense of time-worn experience perfectly matched the meaning of the word 'friends.'

Therefore, Wu Cheng felt that having Zhang Guorong sing "Friends" was actually quite fitting.

As for Wu Cheng playing the electric guitar, it was, in a way, his old profession. Although he played this instrument very rarely in his previous life, his current abnormal memory allowed him to easily master it after just a little practice.

After the song ended, Wu Cheng returned the guitar to the guitarist from the band.

Sheng Long, who loved to show off, stood up and said with a smile, "Does everyone want to hear Wu Cheng sing himself?"

Not knowing the situation, everyone started cheering, and Wu Cheng frowned, wanting to drag Sheng Long out and beat him up. He really knew how to bring up the worst things!

Clearly, this guy was trying to make him look foolish!

Hong Jinbao, who knew Wu Cheng's singing voice, walked over and kicked Sheng Long in the butt, scolding him with a laugh, "If you like singing so much, why don't you go sing yourself!"

Sheng Long, kicked by Hong Jinbao, looked a bit embarrassed but didn't get angry. He chuckled, rubbed his hands, and said, "Recently, I've been learning a new song, the theme song of the movie 'Drunken Master,' which was written by Wu Cheng. The song is also called 'Drunken Master.' After a pause, he realized the new song hadn't been released yet, and the band didn't have the sheet music, so he looked at Wu Cheng and said, "Wu Cheng, can you help me with the accompaniment? Please, please!"

Wu Cheng chuckled, took the electric guitar, and started playing.

Playing the sheet music of "Drunken Master" on an electric guitar had a unique flavor, but it couldn't compare to the original version because it lacked a certain feeling.

"I stagger and stumble, like the waves..." Sheng Long sang while demonstrating the drunken fist, which made many people laugh heartily.

As a result, everyone gradually relaxed and got into the party mood.

After the song, many people, influenced by Sheng Long, started volunteering to sing or dance. Among these celebrities, many were very good singers, such as Zheng Shaoqiu, Wang Mingjuan, and Shen Feifei. Not to mention Zhang Guorong and Mei Yanfang.

So, although Sheng Long liked to joke around, his presence kept the atmosphere lively and engaging.

Wu Cheng returned to his seat, and Zhao Yazhi handed him a skewer, saying, "I'm going to meet a new friend, she should be arriving soon!"

Wu Cheng nodded, took the skewer, and glanced at Zhong Chuhong, who hadn't said much, smiling, "What's wrong? Don't you want to sing or dance?"

Zhong Chuhong pouted, "I'm not interested!"

Wu Cheng laughed, looking at the celebrities and then at Zhong Chuhong, finding it amusing. After all, in a few years, Zhong Chuhong would be quite famous among these celebrities, and some of them would even be good friends, especially with Zhou Rui.

Zhong Chuhong and Zhou Rui's close relationship was well-known, and even Zhou Rui's girlfriend, Chen Yulian, sometimes got jealous of her. You can imagine how close they were.

But now, they didn't even know each other, which Wu Cheng found quite amusing.

Seeing the strange smile on Wu Cheng's face, Zhong Chuhong pursed her lips, moved closer, and whispered, "Little rascal, do you have a room for me in the villa?"

After saying this, her face turned red, her eyes flickered, and she avoided Wu Cheng's gaze, looking at her toes, looking very endearing.

Wu Cheng put his arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Of course, you can choose any room. But you have to think carefully. If you stay, you have to stay for life!"

Zhong Chuhong smiled but elbowed Wu Cheng in the ribs, chuckling, "Dream on! I was just asking. Whoever wants to stay can stay!"

You won't understand a proud woman!

Wu Cheng didn't argue, just smiled, "What if I beg you to stay?"

Zhong Chuhong smiled, "Then, this girl will consider it!"

...

Just as the two were whispering and flirting, Mei Yanfang, a bit timid, walked over and greeted Wu Cheng sweetly, "Brother Cheng! Sister Hong!"

"It's Mei Mei! Come and sit!" Wu Cheng smiled and waved her over, "How are you doing with your two teachers recently?"

"Mei Mei, sit here!" Zhong Chuhong waved to Mei Yanfang.

Mei Yanfang hesitated but finally decided to sit next to Zhong Chuhong. Wu Cheng just smiled, finding it amusing that 'Red Lady' could be so jealous.

"Mei Mei, why don't you go sing?" Zhong Chuhong smiled, "Xiao Cheng said you sing very well! He even said you'll be a future superstar..."

Mei Yanfang, a bit excited, said, "That's just Brother Cheng being kind. I don't dare to think that way. I'm just happy to be able to sing!"

Wu Cheng smiled, "Mei Mei, you need to be confident. That kind of thinking won't do. You should think that once you're on stage, you're born for the stage, you're the king of the stage, and the stage exists because of you. That's the spirit you should have! In my opinion, you and Shao Rong are both future queens and kings of the music industry, just like Sister Jun, shining stars."

Hearing this, Mei Yanfang and Zhong Chuhong both opened their mouths in surprise, finding it hard to imagine that Wu Cheng would set Deng Lijun as their goal. This was a very high standard.

After a pause, Wu Cheng stood up and said, "Come, I'll sing a song for you all!"

Wu Cheng walked over to Zheng Shaoqiu, who was singing by the bonfire, and the two women quickly followed.

After Zheng Shaoqiu finished, applause broke out. Wu Cheng walked out, took the guitar from the guitarist, strummed a few chords, and drew everyone's attention, smiling, "The next song is a gift to all the friends here who still have dreams, especially the few young people I see great potential in... Remember its name—'The Heart of a Dream Chaser.'"

In a world full of flowers, where is it?

If it really exists, I will go there.

I want to stand on the highest peak,

Regardless of whether it's a cliff or a precipice.

Live and love with all your might, even if it means risking everything.

I don't seek anyone's approval, as long as I can be true to myself.

I have never given up on my dreams,

Even on the days when I'm covered in dust and dirt.

...

Listening to Wu Cheng's raspy voice, Huang Zhan couldn't help but sigh, "Every time I hear this guy sing, it's unbearable, but I want to keep listening. It's so contradictory!"

The person sitting next to him couldn't help but chuckle.

But some people felt their blood boil, their eyes moistening. They understood the spirit of relentless struggle and hard work for their dreams, like Zhou Rui.

...

Run forward, facing cold eyes and ridicule,

The vastness of life can't be felt without enduring hardships.

Fate cannot make us kneel and beg,

Even if our arms are covered in blood.

Keep running, with the pride of a child,

The brilliance of life can't be seen without persistence.

Rather than living a mediocre life, it's better to burn brightly,

For the sake of the beauty in our hearts.

Never compromise until we grow old.

...

"This song gives me goosebumps!" Huang Zhan laughed and scolded, but he was the first to stand up and clap, smiling, "Although your voice is still very harsh, I have to say, this song suits you perfectly when you sing it so passionately and desperately. Now I finally understand what kind of songs suit your raspy voice. You're really something!"

Hong Jinbao also shook his head and sighed, "I don't understand music, but every time I hear Wu Cheng sing, it's a torture for my ears, but my soul is cleansed. This time is no different, but does this song really need to be sung this way to have its flavor? I feel like my blood is boiling!"

Although others were deeply moved, they didn't know how to comment, their hearts surging with emotion.

Especially those who were not yet famous but yearned for fame, their hearts were even more restless. It was as if the song had infused them with energy.

Clenching their fists, they waited for the moment to shine.

Who doesn't have dreams!?

But how many people, under the blows of reality, gradually give up their dreams?

...

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