The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Old man Xuan slapped Yang Dongxu again: "Don't think I'm old, I don't know about Dongzi's affairs? And your grandpa told me about your things at home, although you are smarter than others Open your heart first, but you don’t need to be on the right path, will it be a disaster sooner or later?”

"Why did I become a disaster? The rotten stone slabs in the alley over Wangfujing, did I pay someone to repair it, and didn't ask the neighbors for a penny? In the restaurant, Dongzi's side, even we have already built it. Is it because I said to recruit more educated youths who have come back and have no jobs to give them a bite to eat." Old man Xuan commented that it was a grievance that caused Yang Dongxu to scourge.

"Isn't it because you want to make more money and gain a good reputation among the neighbors?" Old man Xuan raised his hand and slapped him again.

have to! Yang Dongxu was too lazy to talk when he met such an unreasonable person.

After soaking in Yaoxuan, the old man asked Yang Dongxu to hit the snake shape again, saying that it was to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis so that the medicine soaked into the body could be better absorbed. But no matter how Yang Dongxu looked at it, it looked like old man Xuan wanted to squeeze him dry and prevent him from running around.

But he really didn't want to cheat anyone or take revenge on anyone. Even on Dongzi's side, he persuaded him to forget about this matter and not to look for trouble again. Who did he provoke?

His arms were sore and trembling, and he couldn't hold the food. Yang Dongxu simply threw the chopsticks aside, gnawed on the fried dough sticks and buns, and stuffed some small dishes into his mouth from time to time to help serve the meal.

After eating two more big meat buns than usual, Yang Dongxu took a sigh of relief, and then lay lazily on the rocking chair under the shade of a tree, not wanting to move.

Old man Xuan went to supervise the work in the courtyard, Zhou Yiren went to work, and Zhou Ya was busy with the restaurant, so Yang Dongxu was the only one left in the small courtyard. Someone seemed to be shaking him, Yang Dongxu opened his sleepy eyes.

"Boss Yang is spending money recently." Hao Yifan's chubby face came into Yang Dongxu's eyes.

"Boss Hao, what can I do for you?" Yang Dongxu yawned and stretched his waist at the same time, his bones crackling and feeling indescribably comfortable.

"About the songs, some of your songs are pretty good, and someone wants to sell a few more." Hao Yifan sat on the stone bench beside him a little uncomfortable, his fat body twisting and turning.

"How much did the previous three songs sell for?"

"Thirty thousand, the song "My Chinese Heart" was spotted by the Youth Federation, and they directly paid 20,000, and the remaining two songs were picked by a singer from Taiwan. You can also buy a song called Youth Union, but the price is five thousand." Hao Yifan stretched out his fat finger to make an OK gesture, and the big gold ring on the little finger twinkled.

"Thirty thousand?" Yang Dongxu nodded: "It's okay, when are you going back?"

"It's just the last few days." Hao Yifan said.

"You are staying for four or five days, come back after five days." Yang Dongxu said.

Hao Yifan nodded and the two chatted for a while before he left. After Hao Yifan left, Yang Dongxu returned to the house with a few tapes on the stone table and a stack of newspapers.

The tape is a new song that just came out in Hong Kong and Taiwan recently, and Hao Yifan brought it to Yang Dongxu according to his request. The newspapers were not the domestic newspapers that Zhou Yiren had left for him, but newspapers from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

This is not a good thing, because the newspapers in these two places more or less report on the things in the mainland with a bit of pornographic content. Therefore, these newspapers are forbidden to be brought into the mainland, so Hao Yifan made some packaging.

While listening to the tape, I read the newspaper. After finding that there was nothing he was interested in, Yang Dongxu threw the newspaper into the kitchen. Since it was a trouble, he naturally burned it while cooking.

Zhou Yiren also turned a blind eye to this matter and pretended not to see it. Sometimes if he saw something useful, Yang Dongxu would stay and let Zhou Yiren read it before burning the newspaper. After all, newspapers in Hong Kong and Taiwan are closer to the international environment than the mainland's control, and it is beneficial for Zhou Yiren to have some understanding of the general environment.

For four or five days, most of Yang Dongxu didn't go out in the courtyard. Even if he went out, he would go to the Yang Family Banquet for lunch, or come back after dinner.

On the fifth day, besides handing Hao Yifan a song "I Drank That Night" by Li Zongsheng and "Am I Your Favorite Person" by Pan Yueyun, Yang Dongxu also gave him a large stack of manuscript paper.

Of course, there are no songs in the manuscript, but the comic "Dragon Ball". At this time, Akira Toriyama is still serializing his own comic "Arale", so Yang Dongxu plans to release "Dragon Ball" in advance.

He doesn't have any channels with RB, so he can only give Hao Yifan to mail the manuscript paper to RB's comic agency. This stack of manuscript paper is a total of three points, and the content can be serialized for three issues according to the current layout of RB comics.

Yang Dongxu has no doubt that "Dragon Ball" will be popular, and the future world has proved this point. However, because it was launched in advance, I can't guarantee whether there are any comic agencies that are interested in Yang Dongxu, so I plan to invest in a few more comic agencies to cast their nets and focus on fishing.

"This shouldn't be easy, you should write more songs." Hao Yifan lost interest when he saw that it was comics. If the song can be sold at a high price based on its previous fame, but he really doesn't know anything about comics.

"Just inquire about the big comic clubs or weekly magazines that publish comics in RB, and then just submit the manuscripts. Songs are not so easy to write." Yang Dongxu waved his hands and imitated Hao Yifan's words with ease. .

"Okay, okay, what you say is what you say."

Although the two songs are a bit small, Hao Yifan also knows in his heart that a lot of songs can't be produced casually by making clothes, so although there are two songs that are a bit small, they are still satisfied. I'm just a little unhappy that Yang Dongxu doesn't write songs and makes unreliable comics, but Yang Dongxu obviously doesn't listen to him when doing things, so it can only be like this.

In the days that followed, Yang Dongxu wrote songs from time to time, and more often drew comics. And the dialogues in the manga are all in Japanese.

As for why Yang Dongxu can speak Japanese? That nature and the amount of the island country before rebirth, is not the reason why I watched too many manga and anime.

After all, some translations are always so incomplete, and there are more action movies that have not yet been translated. It is the most enjoyable to watch the picture with the sound, isn't it? So Yang Dongxu put a lot of effort into Japanese. At first, it was just in case if he had the opportunity to go to RB to be the leading actor or something. Wouldn’t it be convenient to be able to speak Japanese? I didn't expect it to be used in comics now.

Writing songs, drawing comics, visiting courtyard houses from time to time, or visiting Wu Aibing's store, Yang Dongxu's life back in Yanjing can be regarded as fulfilling.

It's just that he needs to practice martial arts every morning, which makes him suffer very much. After all, now it is no longer necessary to put on those familiar body shapes, but to punch, and the soreness of the big joints like the snake shape every time is beyond words.

This is the result of Yang Dongxu stretching his muscles and bones and soaking in herbs for more than half a year. According to what old man Xuan said, if he just practiced this when he came up, his joints would not be able to bear this kind of strength at all, and it might cause some hidden diseases caused by habitual dislocation.

But Yang Dongxu got used to it after practicing, and after a week, he had a sense of Qi, although this sense of Qi is not like the internal force in martial arts novels, which can perform special effects such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

However, it is still possible to use it in the hands to make the attack power stronger. Now Yang Dongxu has basically no problem singled out eleven or twelve-year-old kids who are taller and stronger than him, and he has already beaten and cried several times.

As for when he could practice splitting bricks with one hand without breaking his delicate little palm, Yang Dongxu didn't dare to ask old man Xuan, so he could only experiment by himself when he was free. After several times his palms were swollen like steamed buns, Yang Dongxu ended this boring experiment and waited for a few more months of practice.

When school was about to start, Yang Dongxu liberated himself, no longer recalling songs or drawing cartoons. Get ready for a few days of fun and then start dealing with the boring school days.

First of all, it is natural to find Wu Xue and Big Fatty to stroll around together. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen each other. Can speak the same.

Although Yang Dongxu doesn't have any hobbies to blame the uncle, but walking around hand in hand with such a little lolita, and being called Brother Xu sweetly, doesn't he feel very happy?

The continuous relaxation and encouragement of the economy has led to the emergence of many snack sellers in the streets and alleys. This undoubtedly meets the requirements of Yang Dongxu, a foodie. You don’t have to grind your teeth on the old food such as sugar people and sesame cakes, especially popsicles that are not available in rural areas. , it's not a rare thing in Yanjing, and this summer has been even more enjoyable.

Holding Wu Xue's little hand, followed by Fatty who was half a head taller than him, the three of them slid around with a popsicle in their hand, making many children in the alley salivate enviously.

After a short walk, Yang Dongxu came to Wu Aibing's shop. This shop was not far from Yang's banquet at the intersection of Wangfujing, and it was only a few steps away.

"How's business going these days?" Yang Dongxu asked as Big Fatty reluctantly handed the popsicle in the other hand to Wu Aibing.

It is already noon, everyone is cooking lunch at home, or there is no one on the street at work, and naturally there is no one in the store.

The entire store occupies an area of ​​about sixty square meters, with tape recorders on one shelf and tapes on the other. At this time, a tape recorder was plugged in and playing songs.

"Two tape recorders were sold in a week, and a lot of tapes were sold. I don't know how many. There should be more than a hundred."

From worrying about not being able to sell at the beginning, to now selling two tape recorders and more than one hundred tapes a week, Wu Aibing is undoubtedly very satisfied with this performance.

After all, this is not the same as assembling bicycles. This job does not involve much effort at all. It is just sitting in the store watching and entertaining customers. It can earn hundreds of dollars a week. Saw the back molar smile.