Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 309
In the small theater.

Teacher Wen is not here.

The actors were all walking, rehearsing, and checking the lines. Shitou was discussing the lighting with a man carrying a backpack.

Jiang Yang greeted the actors one by one and walked over, "Brother Stone."

"Jiang Yang is here."

Shi Shi beckoned to Jiang Yang, led the man with the backpack over, and did not forget to ask Jiang Yang's important person, "Where is my female number one?"

The number one female is Xu Fan.

Jiang Yang: "Didn't she ask for leave? You are sure, what do you want from me?"

"I thought she came over after dinner."

Shitou introduced his backpack friend to Jiang Yang, "This is my buddy, he used to be a singer, and now he is in the second-hand audio business. Mr. Wen plans to upgrade the audio system of the small theater. The audio system here is too old."

It was used as an activity center for the elderly in the past, and the aging equipment can be imagined.Although drama actors don't use microphones for their lines, they all use sound systems in events such as wind, snow, thunder, or doorbells, telephones, toilets, or the birdsong in "Birdman".And stage audio involves design, system construction, control, etc., so Hao Ren's broken audio shop can't do it.

Stone, my friend, is a professional.

Shitou introduced Jiang Yang to him again, "Jiang Yang."

"Hello."

Jiang Yang shook hands with him and asked curiously, "It's a huge difference from a singer to a second-hand audio business."

Backpack smiled a bit reluctantly, "We have to live. We are not big stars like the king of heaven or the devil. We can't support ourselves by singing. Fortunately, we still have a craft."

They chatted a little more.

The backpack let them chat, he went to look at the console, and took a few more photos, so he could go back to design and plan.

After the backpack left, Jiang Yang wondered: "Why use a second-hand one?"

"You are responsible for your own profits and losses."

Shitou said, "Your daughter-in-law doesn't invest any money, so the money for the renovation has to come from the profits of the drama."

But Stone felt fine.

He smiled and said, "Thanks to your daughter-in-law, and the publicity of Mr. Wen and Mr. Jiangnan, our small theater has a surplus."

This shows that the small theater can survive.

"Now our small theater is full."

Stone said proudly.

After this period of time, when the incubation fund in the district is settled, Teacher Wen still wants to try the big theater and start a tour.

"It's just that there are too few plays. Hey, when will you write another one?"

Stone is still thinking about "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring".

"Wait a minute."

Jiang Yang is now a little scared and digs out of his memory, but he still wants to let nature take its course, "Besides, the stall is too big all of a sudden."

Originally, there were still many actors in "Birdman" who were not satisfactory.

Then we have to find another actor.

"Okay, listen to you."

Hearing this, Shitou also knew that the repertory theater troupe had to be independent in the future, and had to move steadily, and be careful not to lose their jobs again.

"Oh, right."

Jiang Yang asked Shito to choose two young actors, "The ones with idol temperament should shoot commercials."

The anniversary advertisement of Bailian Supermarket did not specify to invite celebrities, so let the actors of the repertory troupe hone their acting skills.

Jiang Yang went out after discussing with Shitou for a while.

Before going out, I heard drummer Meng Zhang Fei say, "Third brother, do you want Master Jiang to change a song for us?"

It's not that he thinks this song is bad, it's pretty good, but he thinks it's enough to have one of this style, "Look at the performance yesterday, passers-by almost sent us directly to a psychiatric clinic."

Bassist Hong Shan felt that these two songs were very good and strong enough, "This is the authentic rock!"

"You are buying vegetables at the vegetable market."

The third brother asked Meng Zhang Fei to stop talking, "Master Jiang will give us two songs. You are a big devil and write songs for people casually. I heard from Shitou that it doesn't count the lyrics and music and copyright, and the single arrangement Production, the price of the Great Demon King will not be capped at six figures or higher."

The lyrics, composition and arrangement of this song were done by the Great Demon King for them.

The third brother told them to stop mumbling, "Practice."

They practiced again.

Jiang Yang went out and watched behind them for a while. Zhuang Qi was listening with relish, and even shook his lower body slightly to the beat. There was a middle-aged man beside him, who was also eagerly watching the band.

There are now four fans, which is a good sign.

However, the third brother's singing is still not tasteful enough.

But if Jiang Yang had to say it, Jiang Yang couldn't tell why.

The music cell of the Great Demon King has not been passed on to him at all-yesterday, under the premise of safety, he and Li Yu had a friendly, cordial and mutually satisfactory exchange of biological information.

Jiang Yang walked over, and the third brother saw him coming out, and asked everyone to take a rest.

He walked towards Jiang Yang, insisting on sharing the money he earned yesterday with Jiang Yang.This is the first time their band has made money from original music after the reorganization of their band. This must be expressed, Jiang Yang doesn't want it, and finally took 100 yuan to buy a lollipop.

"Boy, boy—"

There was an old man calling from behind, but I didn't know who he was calling.

"handsome guy!"

Jiang Yang turned around, "Master, call me?"

The uncle's name is Jiang Yang.

This uncle was the one who inspired Jiang Yang to write "The Mysterious Case of Styles Manor" last time, and he was not the one who had a grudge against his aunt's first love.

He beckoned Jiang Yang over and thanked Jiang Yang very solemnly.

Jiang Yang's business was not serious, he just recorded his daughter-in-law's voice, but settled his concern.

"I have nothing to thank you for."

The uncle searched left and right.

Finally, he took out two pills from his pocket, the kind with white wax skin and spherical shell, "Here, try this."

Jiang Yang: "Master, you are repaying your kindness with revenge."

How can I thank the person who sent the pills.

The uncle asked Jiang Yang to taste it: "This is a big hawthorn pill, it's delicious."

Meng Zhangfei said from the back: "Yes, when I was young, others went to the canteen, and I went to the small clinic. That's all."

"This kid—"

The third brother said: "No wonder you only grow in size, but not in IQ."

"is it?"

Jiang Yang had never taken it, so he was skeptical, so he took a pill and ate one.

Then he brought the other. "Thank you in pairs, my lord. Do you have any more pockets?"

"You boy, a bandit." The uncle smiled.

However, he does.

He took out a box, "Come, come, I can't listen to you singing in vain, there are all of them."

Uncle is proud, please take medicine.

The third brother and the others came over and took one.

Jiang Yang also picked up one and threw it to Zhuang Qi, "Seeing that you listened intently, it just happens to cure a serious illness."

Zhuang Qi caught it.

After putting the big hawthorn pills in your mouth, it is sweet and sour, but not greasy.

Then, he felt that Jiang Yang became more and more interesting, that is, he could feel the fullness of his life.

When the third brother and the others were eating, the uncle said to them, "You guys sang so festively."

"Hey!"

Jiang Yang felt that what the uncle said was quite reasonable.

"is it?"

The third brother glanced at each other and went to rehearse again.

Jiang Yang raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

He quite liked the excitement, but unfortunately it was getting late, he walked up to Zhuang Qi who was listening engrossed, "Let's go."

Zhuang Qi suddenly asked: "Is this band recruiting?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Yang looked at him unexpectedly, "Sure."

Rhythm guitar stone works as an assistant director in a small theater, and there is still a folk musician who can cucurbit silk and suona.

Zhuang Qi: "I want to join!"

"what?"

Jiang Yang looked at him up and down, was it meaningless to say anything, Zhuang Mei even mistakenly thought that he was depressed, why would he be cured after walking around with him?I don't know if he can cure diseases, or second-hand roses.

Jiang Yang: "Do you know the guitar?"

Zhuang Qi shook his head.

"Do you know suona?"

Zhuang Qi shook his head.

Jiang Yang: "Then just play around."

Zhuang Qi: "I can be a manager."

Jiang Yang thought about it, and it seems to be okay, Zhuang Qi himself came out of the TV station, "What are you learning?"

Zhuang Qi's momentum was slightly weaker: "Doctor of Psychology."

Far from being a band manager.

"also."

Jiang Yang thought that this is not a coincidence, one-stop service.

As long as he can handle it.

The band lacked such a role, and yesterday's performance was all run by stones.

(End of this chapter)