Yang Dongxu doesn't know when the United States began to encourage the implementation of a technological blockade against China, but now the big brother in the north is still alive and kicking, and the United States' attitude towards wooing China is very obvious.
Otherwise, Nixon would not have visited China in 1972. Not long after the end of the great chaos, the year before Yang Dongxu was reborn, in 1978, the two countries issued the "Communique on the Establishment of Diplomatic Relations."
Therefore, although China's reform and opening up are currently facing many difficulties, it is definitely a good opportunity for development. Otherwise, once the polar bear in the north is divided and the United States starts to focus on China, it will be really hard.
So while talking about RB, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but start turning to the United States and expressed some of his thoughts. If the trade with RB made Zhou Yiren's eyes light up, some opinions about the United States made him frown.
"Doing this can easily lead to disputes, right?" Zhou Yiren said with a frown.
This dispute naturally refers to the dispute with the Soviet Union, because once it gets closer to the United States, the polar bear will definitely be unwilling to do so.
"Even if they are not close to the United States, haven't those Soviet technical personnel already evacuated? Therefore, the friendship between countries is often the most unreliable.
Interest is the most fundamental thing. We can make the Soviet Union uncomfortable, and the United States does not mind giving some benefits to add obstacles to its opponents. Similarly, the Soviet Union does not like the United States. If we do something to offend the United States, we can get some benefits from it.
Otherwise, if you remain tight-lipped and ignore the United States, the benefits will be lost. The Soviet Union will be happy and send technicians to help us? We and they are not of the same family at all, not before, and certainly not in the future.
So whatever is beneficial to us, then do it. If you are locked up in your own home to eat meat, do you care whether the wolves outside are drinking from the northwest wind? Only when you are strong can others dare not bully you, okay? Otherwise, if you are bullied here and ask others for help, but they don't take action, you can only stare. "Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes.
Too young, still too young, think about the shameless diplomatic methods of later generations. Yang Dongxu feels that China is too concerned about face now. How much does it cost per pound? Saving face in country-to-country diplomacy means losing money. In the end, you can only comfort yourself behind closed doors without getting a dime of benefit.
"Who did you learn the virtues of a wallflower?" Yang Dongxu was frothing when Zhou Yiren slapped him on the back of the head.
"You want to save face or suffer, do you want to hear it or not." Yang Dongxu's eyes were full of resentment. He finally wanted to benefit the country and the people but was beaten. He decided not to discuss these important matters with Zhou Yiren in the future. He would close the business and continue to make money after the ship's procedures were completed, and he would never care about the life and death of others.
Seeing an angry Yang Dongxu running back to the yard to continue tinkering with a broken drawing board, Zhou Yiren sat in the room and frowned more and more. Sometimes the brows are relaxed to show joy, sometimes they are frowning, and sometimes they think of something wonderful and give high-fives in celebration.
Yang Dongxu ignored Zhou Yiren's expression change in the room, which was more exciting than the face change in Sichuan Opera. I picked up a pen and took a deep breath for a long time without calming down to practice drawing. I took out the guitar and couldn't find the feeling. Still feeling resentful in his heart, he went out to the Yang family banquet, preparing to have a big meal to comfort his wounded heart.
Yang Dongxu didn't know that Zhou Yiren, who had finished get off work not long after he left, pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate and quickly disappeared into the night.
Not long after, Zhou Yiren appeared at the home of the first leader of the research office who had returned home from get off work. It was not Secretary Wan, but another revolutionary who had fought through hard times.
I said it again in the language I had organized when I almost bumped into people at home and on the way here. Zhou Yiren breathed a sigh of relief completely. He is an absolute scholar. Although some things don't feel very good, it is not his character not to say them out.
Because as Yang Dongxu said, it feels shameful to do such a thing, but it is really beneficial to the country. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed to the leader's house.
"These thoughts of yours..." The old man with many age spots on his face looked at Zhou Yiren with complicated eyes and didn't know what to say.
"This is my idea, although it's a bit...a bit that. But these are useful to the country, aren't they?" Zhou Yiren forced himself to stay calm.
He knew very well that whether these suggestions could bring tangible benefits to the country would depend on how the old man in front of him, who was stooped but had particularly sharp eyes, made the decision.
"Xiao Zhang communicated with the Prime Minister and said that I would like to see him if I have something to do." The old man pondered for a moment and turned around and called the guard outside the house.
"I understand, chief." The guard's voice came from outside the house.
Zhou Yiren felt as if the pores all over his body were exploding. He looked at the old man in front of him and wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say.
"Don't be nervous. You can tell the Prime Minister what you tell me when the time comes. As long as it's something that benefits the country and the people, there's nothing you can't say." The old man pressed his hand to calm down the restless Zhou Yiren.
Half an hour later, a car left the old man's residence and disappeared into the night.
Yang Dongxu didn't know what happened that night. Zhou Yiren didn't come back all night. He thought he went to work overtime again. This happened often. After all, no matter how imaginative he was, he never imagined that his godfather would go to meet that great man who, although not tall, would have a decisive influence on China's future development that night because of his words.
Within a few days, Hao Yifan completed the handover of all the goods brought over this time. At the same time, he was stumped and prepared the list of goods to be purchased next time back to Hong Kong.
Before leaving, Yang Dongxu and Dongzi had a meal with him to see him off. After the meal, Yang Dongxu gave Wang Yifan three songs, Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart", Zhou Huajian's "The Truest Dream" and Lin Zhixuan's "how you look like".
Needless to say, I have a strong Chinese heart. Two years later, when Zhang Mingmin appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, the song instantly became popular all over the country. The creation background of this song was that after the meeting between Deng Xiaoping and Margaret Thatcher in 1982, the owner of Zhang Mingmin's record company thought it was a good opportunity, so he found a song written by Huang Zhan, a well-known person in Hong Kong and Taiwan at that time, and composed by Wang Fuling.
However, Yang Dongxu didn't know this background. He just listened to all the tapes and asked Hao Yifan about it. He found that the song did not appear, so he took it out.
As for the specific time of "The Truest Dream", Yang Dongxu didn't know, but he felt that it should be a very early song. In addition, there was no such song on the market, and this song was very consistent with the melody of current popular music, so he took it out. .
"The Way You Look" is later than the above two songs. In fact, Yang Dongxu didn't know that "The Way You Look" is not actually Lin Zhixuan's song. He sang it as a cover. The real original singer was Luo Dayou.
However, when he later heard this song, it was Lin Zhixuan's cover, so when he copied the lyrics, he regarded Lin Zhixuan as the original singer.
What Yang Dongxu didn't expect was that in addition to Luo Dayou being the original singer of this song, Zhou Huajian's song "The Truest Dream" was also written by Luo Dayou, so Master Luo accidentally changed the lyricists of two songs. Let him be a master. There are so many classic works. If you pick two at random, they are all by him.
"Can you write songs?" Not only Zhang Yifan was stunned when he saw the song sheet that Yang Dongxu took out, but even Dongzi and Wu Aibing, who was accompanying him, also widened their eyes.
Dongzi didn't mention that he didn't have much contact with Yang Dongxu. Wu Aibing was really surprised. Because although he usually saw Yang Dongxu playing guitar when he went to the courtyard house, and sometimes wrote something, he really didn't expect that what he wrote was a song, and he had to take it to Hong Kong and Taiwan to find someone to sing it.
"It's so strange, why do I like listening to music so much and can write songs?" Yang Dongxu looked at the three people who were dumbfounded with a little pride on his face.
You must know that those who can write lyrics and music in the Mainland are definitely masters. Although he is eight years old now, as soon as these three songs are released, he will also become a master in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
"You..." Zhang Yifan looked at the music sheet in his hand. He couldn't understand the notes, but he knew the words. But there was no melody and he just read it once. He felt that this was a bit unreliable. .
"Okay, let me sing it for you again." Yang Dongxu walked to the side and took his guitar.
Obviously it had expected something like this to happen. After all, it was surprising that an eight-year-old kid wrote a song. He also had to go to Hong Kong and Taiwan to find a singer to sing it, and even sold it to a music company. This was no longer a surprise, but a surprise. Crazy.
"Come and sit down. Let's sing it for a while and you will know if it's okay or not." Yang Dongxu plucked the strings a few times and waved to the stunned Wu Aibing and the three of them to sit down.
"Whose voice did I hear coming from
Like the sobbing river in the dream
I see whose steps are going away
Cover the sad eyes when saying goodbye
What I don’t understand is why you are willing
Let the wind and dust shape your appearance
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I sang "The Way You Look" first. Of the three songs, this one was the most difficult. However, Lin Zhixuan's voice was delicate and graceful. He could sing it with an eight-year-old childish voice, but of course he couldn't sing the vicissitudes of life in the lyrics. .
When the song ended, Dongzi and the other three were completely stunned. They looked at me and I looked at you. Even the boss Zhang Yifan, who came from Hong Kong and had listened to countless songs, was a little at a loss.
Regardless of the three people being stunned, Yang Dongxu also sang "The Truest Dream" and "My Chinese Heart". Zhou Huajian's soft alto and Zhang Mingmin's mellow and metallic female voice didn't need to be thought of. They didn't sing out of tune. Even if Yang Dongxu has completed the task.
After eating, the entire box was extremely quiet and silent. The three people looked at Yang Dongxu as if they were seeing ghosts, which made Yang Dongxu think he had flowers on his face. He looked down at his body and found nothing wrong, and waved his hand in front of the three people's eyes.
"Hey, come to your senses."
The three people came to life with excitement.
"Xu Zi, you are so awesome. What's your song? It's so good. Please sing it to me again." Dongzi looked excited, feeling like a little fan meeting an idol.
"It's good. You sang really well. Otherwise, don't sell this song yourself. I'll pay you to record it." As a relatively successful businessman, Zhang Yifan instantly sniffed out the song. Here comes the business opportunity.
Wu Aibing said nothing, but raised his thumbs on both hands.
"Calm down, calm down, everyone sit down, everyone sit down..." Yang Dongxu looked calm, but his eyes were narrowed when he smiled.
Showing off with such a master-level song is much more enjoyable than making money or something.
Calm please collect and recommend, how many Calm brothers give...
