Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 1 Give Me Time For A Song

In the afternoon of Eargrass, the temperature in Spring City is not as desirable as its name.

The scorching sun baked the asphalt road, and the high temperature under the sun made the air sticky, and the scenery in people's eyes began to become distorted, swaying, and a bit magical.

There is a 5-story old building with a white tile exterior at the bottom of Jianshe Road. There is a very inconspicuous glass house built in the side passage. The signboard reads: "Mid-level Coffee."

This is the spiritual place for musicians in Yunnan Province!

The Banshan boss had just finished sending people off and went up to the second floor through the glass room. He saw the long-haired man at the table by the window who was jumping up and down a moment ago. Now he was lying on the table. The empty bottle of water of life in his hand was extremely glaring.

"Bian Lang, what are you doing, kid! As for this, isn't it just that Xiao Lizi doesn't play with you anymore? What's the matter, you can go home and carry on after he flies solo..."

"Can you drink the water of life like this? This is fatal... Call 120... Hurry up..."

The hasty shout accompanied by the violent shaking of the body woke Bian Lang up.

"No, don't call 120...I, I'm fine..."

Bian Lang answered in a daze, straightened up, rubbed his slightly dazed head, and looked around.

"Is this time-travel?"

Bian Lang of the original Earth died of organ failure caused by leukemia. Before his condition deteriorated further, their band had just renewed their contract with Modern and got tickets to participate in Le Xia.

You can get out of the circle just by looking at it, and let your band's songs nourish more interesting souls. As the lead singer, Bian Lang can be said to be dying!

With trembling hands, he lit a piece of nephrite and brought it to his mouth. He took a deep breath of smoke into his throat. The pleasure brought by the nicotine jumping in his body made Bian Lang feel the real existence of his body: "It's so damn good to be alive!"

Then, the memories belonging to the original owner of this body began to flow into Bian Lang's mind.

The same name Bian Lang, 32 years old this year, is the rhythm guitarist of the two-person indie rock band "Mask" in Yunnan Province, and also works as a part-time online car driver.

Just earlier, Li Yiliang, the lead singer and lead guitarist of the band, was spotted by the first-class domestic music label Magic Disc, but Magic Disc only signed him alone.

For a rocker who has been in the rock circle for 10 years, failed to get out of the circle for 6 years in Beijing, and has to work in his hometown to support his music dream, this is a multiple-choice question with no other answer.

Therefore, without discussing with the original owner, he directly signed the magic disc.At the same time, all the original songs of the band, 6 albums, a total of 84 songs, were packaged and sold to the new owner.

When Li Yiliang came back from the contract and confessed to the original owner, the original owner felt that the two most steadfast beliefs in his life had collapsed at this moment.

What Li Yiliang betrayed was not only their belief in insisting on doing their own music, but also the original owner's belief in the word "brother."

They were in the same class in high school, the same school in college, and played in a band together for 10 years.According to the original owner's understanding, the relationship between the two is that of half-brothers.

The two had a big quarrel in the middle of the mountain just now, and finally started fighting.

Tan Jiakun, the owner of Banshan, managed to separate the two, and took Li Yiliang downstairs to see him off.

Only then did he turn around and find that the original owner had blown a bottle of eau-de-vie and died of drunkenness on the table!

"Stop smoking, look at your shaking hands, do you still want to play the piano in the future?"

Bian Lang's face doesn't blush, his head doesn't hurt, his heart doesn't panic, his throat doesn't dry up, his eyes don't get bloodshot, and his hands shake all because of excitement.

Resurrection, coupled with the identity of the original owner, allowed him to easily embark on the path of continuing to pursue his dreams after passing through.

Who else would be so excited in this situation?
However, he died of blood cancer in his previous life, so he is now very concerned about his health.

"I'm going to have a physical examination tomorrow."

"Why are you waiting for tomorrow? Go now. Don't bother, I'll call 120..." Lao Tan complained as he took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial.

"I just went for a checkup. Why call 120? It costs more than 200 for a three-kilometer fare, and the medical insurance doesn't cover it. I don't even report..."

Hearing this, Lao Tan was immediately laughed out of.

He has known Bian Lang for 10 years, and in his impression, Bian Lang is someone who goes to the supermarket without looking at the price, and does not ask the price when he visits the vegetable market. If he has a hundred in his pocket, he will never keep a penny. How can he care about these things in life? Bits and pieces of...

As for the strange knowledge point just now, let alone a side wave, even he, the doctor's son, didn't know it.

Old Tan, who couldn't straighten up with laughter, put his hands on Bian Lang's shoulders, and then issued a question from the depths of his soul: "Ha...ha, I said you...you haven't even attended a serious class for a day, Do you have medical insurance?"

"Who doesn't have medical insurance? My sister helped me buy it from their company..."

"You're awesome! Are you sure you're okay now? Then I'll ask my mother to put a plug on you in their hospital tomorrow!" Old Tan said, but he was thinking in his heart: "Could it be that Bian Lang drank fake wine? I'm afraid it wasn't The fairy water from Erguotou?"

"Don't bother Auntie, Auntie can only use it when saving lives. I can go by myself tomorrow."

"Bian Lang, your temperament has changed too quickly, right? A big meal of wine actually gave you a bit of a human taste..." The original owner not only spent money lavishly, but also had a very arrogant temper. Few people have a good word to say.

Bian Lang didn't answer the question, and sorted out the part about Lao Tan in his memory before continuing: "Old Tan, I'm really sorry about this incident. I didn't notice it at all before. How much did you lose?"

Lao Tan is 40 and 5 this year. A few decades ago, he was also the number one figure in the rock circle.

After the band disbanded, he went back to his hometown Spring City and opened Banshan Coffee. Due to the huge and complicated network in the circle, he can be regarded as the head of independent musicians in Yunnan Province.

Half a year ago, he was the one who helped the band start to organize their first thousand-person concert, which was about to start in a week, but now this terrible thing happened.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Didn't I miss it too? Just now, Xiao Lizi told me downstairs that Magic Disc gave me 300 tickets for me to sell as compensation, and then I handed over all the performance matters To run it for them is like giving your band a farewell show.

That is to say, the magic disc store is big, and I can't afford to mess with it. If it's a small company, then my old Tan has to show him some color. "

Don't look at what Lao Tan said so lightly, the aggrieved side waves in it are very clear.

These 300 tickets seem to give you 3 yuan in compensation.But Lao Tan's energy for this performance and the debts he owed cannot be measured with this amount of money.

What's more, Lao Tan must share this money for himself.

Old Tan lit a cigarette, turned his head out of the window and continued: "I know, you are the biggest victim of this incident. This time I managed to get a decent special show, but it turned into a farewell show when the magic disc took over. The key Or he was betrayed by his best brother behind his back...

But what can I do?Just give up and leave?That magic disc can still gather the original team to make it, and in the end, my old Tan will still be gossiped behind his back.What happened to Xiao Lizi... You said why didn't you realize that he is such a person before. "

After hearing this, Bian Lang put out his cigarette butt and asked seriously: "Old Tan, how much do you estimate the magic disc gave him?"

Old Tan hesitated for a moment, took a deep puff on his cigarette, and said, "There should be about one million copyrights for so many songs, but the cash money that can be obtained is not too much. Magic Disc must have exchanged some of it with his resources."

After understanding the market situation, Bian Lang continued to analyze along the line of old Tan: "It is estimated that it is enough for his living expenses for a year. If he still can't get results, he can only be stocked."

In the previous life on Earth, this is also the foundation of capital, not to mention being a little transparent, many well-known musicians encountered this kind of thing when they were young.Pay a little bit of profit in the early stage, and exchange a bunch of songs to fill the company's copyright library. In the future, as long as one of the songs and people becomes popular, it will be a huge profit.

Thinking that the original teacher of Earth Earth could not just sing the songs he wrote in his own band, but every time the copyright was sold to others for a cover, and his name would be used as a gimmick for marketing, Bian Lang felt panicked. .

"He just told me down there that if you don't want to go to the performance, he won't force you to do it. He said there's nothing you can do about it. If you continue like this, you can hardly make a living, so why talk about your music dream? This is true. It’s the truth, but he didn’t do it the way he did.”

Bian Langxin said this. In the rock circle on Earth, there are very few independent bands or musicians who are not outside the circle and can support themselves through music.

At the time when the general environment was the worst, Peng Pants worked as a children's animation, Zhao Hedgehog was a code farmer, Aunt Liang was a beauty blogger, and he went to a night market to practice stalls...

But this is not the reason why Li Yiliang can do that.

As a time traveler, Bian Lang doesn't have to care about the copyright of the band's songs.

But as a rock and roll man of two generations, he doesn't care what the original owner thinks, and he can't bear to be sidelined about this matter.

"Lao Tan, do me a favor, talk to Magic Disc, and give me one song during the performance. I want to sing a new song by myself."

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(End of this chapter)