Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 40 Zhang Tianshuo

There are endless cases of people who indulge in drinking, gambling, whoring and smoking in the entertainment industry. Zhang Tianshuo is one of them.

As early as 1995, Mei Yanfang held a concert in Beijing, and Zhang Tianshuo, a rock star in mainland China at the time, was extremely unhappy.

Because these newcomers are not on the right track, how can they come to Peking to hold a concert without paying their respects to Master Zhang first?

The rock veteran was not someone to be trifled with. He gathered his gang and came to Mei Yanfang's house, threatening to destroy equipment and disrupt activities. Mei Yanfang had no choice but to spend money to avoid disaster.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

Later, when Mr. Zhang went to Hong Kong to participate in an event, Chen Yaoxing, who had a close relationship with Mei Yanfang, captured him and prepared to give him a beating.

Zhang Tianshuo found a powerful middleman to intercede, and the matter ended with an apology and compensation.

Chen Yaoxing is the prototype of Chen Haonan.

However, it has become an invisible rule that concerts in Peking must use Zhang Ye's sound equipment, lighting, stage design, security and ticketing. Mei Yanfang is not the only one who has suffered losses from confronting this local tyrant.

Fang Long, Wong Ka Kui, Andy Lau, Liu Jialiang, etc. . .

It can be said that there is no one he dares not to blackmail!

In 2002, Zhang Ye had basically retired from the rock circle and started a business.

Fan Bingbing's face turned pale. She knew this person's character and didn't want to make friends with him, nor did she want to make enemies with him.

Seeing him using foul language to humiliate Lu Kuan, he didn't know how to reconcile.

Boss Lu couldn't stand this: "Zhang Tianshuo, your family is from Dunhuang, right?"

The latter looked at the smiling pretty boy in confusion for a few seconds, not understanding his imagination.

"I don't understand! Why are you teasing me like that?"

"You talk too much!"

Fan Bingbing and Zhou Xun burst out laughing, and the onlookers around them couldn't help laughing as well.

Gao Yuanyuan frowned and looked at Lu Kuan who was swearing. She was not very fond of this type of guy. Zhang Yadong's extreme literary and artistic style was her favorite.

Uncle Zhang's fat face, which looked like the surface of the moon, trembled for a moment, and he picked up the bottle of wine at hand and rushed over.

"Hey! Hey! Master Zhang, calm down. We're all family. Don't get violent!"

No matter how dull Zhang Yadong was, he knew to step in and mediate the situation. He was familiar with Dou Wei, and Dou Wei and Zhang Tianshuo were close friends, so they had become somewhat of a friendship after a few interactions.

Zhang Tianshuo gritted his teeth as he watched more and more people around him watching the show. With his current status in the underworld, it would be a bit undignified for him to act arbitrarily.

"What's going on? You come to the bar not to drink but to fight? Who do you want to see?"

A middle-aged man with a yuppie style in a white suit walked over. This was Li Henry, the owner of No. 88.

"Oh! Master Zhang has arrived!"

Zhang Tianshuo shook hands with him, his stern expression softened a bit, and he said magnanimously, "You pretty boy, country bumpkin, I won't bother with you."

"Next time, don't come to the bar and brazenly talk about writing songs. Do you know what rock 'n' roll is?"

Zhou Xun couldn't stand it anymore. She was the one who called Lu Kuan here. With her current status, she couldn't just let others slap her own people in the face.

"Master Zhang, you're going too far. Why are you being so aggressive when you don't even know me?"

She was somewhat resentful of the other party's tyranny. Once upon a time, when she was singing in a bar in Beijing, she had a tooth knocked out by a rude customer.

Fan Bingbing didn't know why she trusted the sense of security that Lu Kuan brought her, so she chimed in, "Thank you, Master Zhang. I won't bother you with the song."

This really ignited the fire. There was no woman that Zhang Tianshuo had taken a fancy to that he could not get. From Sqin Gerile who was nearby to Zhou Haimei who came later, they were all his prey.

"Okay, kid, you know it's safe to hide behind a woman, right?"

Zhang Tianshuo suddenly asked, "Boss Li, how many tickets did you collect on the dance floor today?"

"About 400."

He immediately turned to Lu Kuan and said, "Well, you can write songs, right? Then please show us some of your so-called original rock music." "There are people sending flower baskets to Room 88. Not counting the VIPs on the second floor, there are only about 150 people in the lobby downstairs. If there are flower baskets here today, I, Zhang Tianshuo, will be convinced."

"If that doesn't work, I won't say I'm bullying you. Just drink this bottle of whiskey yourself."

This was a common practice in bars and dance halls in the early years.

A flower basket costs 100 yuan, and the singer and the bar split it in half, just like the yachts and airplanes in the live broadcast room now.

Lu Kuan sneered: "Who the hell are you? You just rap when you say so?"

Zhang Tianshuo didn't care whether he sang or not. His purpose of flattering the old woman to seek attention and expose the pretty boy's incompetence had been achieved.

He said to Fan Bingbing, "Seeing that there is no Bingbing, you are already scared. Don't be fooled."

He had just been listening for a while in the booth next door. This pretty boy just introduced himself as a candidate for the Beijing Film Academy's art exam this year.

First, he is not a professional musician, and second, he had to go through Zhou Xun to get in touch with Zhang Yadong, so he is obviously not an insider.

Boss Lu was still sharp-tongued and teased him intentionally: "How about this, today at Boss Li's place, let's meet friends over songs and make a civilized bet."

"150 flower baskets, right? It's not what you said. If it is, what do you say?"

Zhang Tianshuo looked down upon him and pretended to be arrogant: "I'll just let you order me around."

Lu Kuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Alright then! Then just grab the microphone and yell, 'I, Zhang Tianshuo, am an ugly bastard!'"

The onlookers burst into laughter again, if for no other reason than there was a joke going on.

As early as 2001, Wangyi held an event to select the top ten ugliest stars in the domestic entertainment industry, and Mr. Zhang ranked third.

Furious, Zhang Tianshuo has been making every effort to sue Wangyi, accusing them of infringing on his right to reputation and portrait, but to no avail.

"Fuck you, you really think I don't dare to do it?"

The local tyrant, who looked powerful but was actually weak, once again grabbed the wine bottle. Of course he dared to do it in the alley, but he still had some sense of propriety in public.

Li Henry was a man of the moment, so he quickly stopped him and gave him a way out.

"Since we've decided to make friends through singing, why not stop with the violence? So, I have a suggestion!"

"First, let's invite our Master Zhang, who hasn't been out for a long time, to sing a classic song called "Friends" for everyone."

"How about we ask this little brother to show everyone his talent later?"

People naturally had no objection to having fun, and they just felt that today's drink was worth it and the excitement was great.

Zhang Tianshuo went to the first floor stage and started his performance under the flattery of a group of fans. Lu Kuan lay on the sofa as if nothing had happened, drinking by himself.

"Xiaolu, how about we retreat?"

Zhou Xun had been involved in gangs in his early years, and he knew that these local tyrants and ruffians loved to bully people, and would not let him off easily.

She naturally didn't think Lu Kuan could write a rock song in ten minutes.

Fan Bingbing also decisively picked up his coat and said, "This man doesn't follow the right path. He's a son of a wealthy family, but he doesn't even want to sit in the hall. Mr. Lu, don't bother with him."

It's easy to line up today. Lu Kuan came for her business and is much more reliable and upright than Zhang Tianshuo.

What's more, she had known about Lu Kuan's relationship with Zhang Jizhong and Mei Yanfang for a long time, so she naturally supported him unwaveringly.

A friend in need is a friend indeed. Now is the time for her to demonstrate her loyalty and emotional investment. One can already vaguely see the spirit of the future Fan Bingbing.

Zhang Yadong had just hung up the phone and came back from the stairs with Gao Yuanyuan, his brows furrowed.

"I just called Dou Wei but he didn't answer. I'm thinking about who else I can talk to about this."

Lu Kuan drank the wine in his glass with Zhou Xun generously, and said with a flick of his hand: "No need, I will eat anything but I won't suffer any loss. I'll ask Yadong to correct me later."

Gao Yuanyuan was somewhat skeptical about the authenticity of this little god. If he had predicted what would happen tonight, how could he have put himself in such an embarrassing situation?

But hearing what he said, does it mean that he has already made up his mind?
(End of this chapter)