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The eldest brother left, and Dayong also returned to the private room.

The moment the curtain was lowered, Xiaoling saw that the person sitting inside the door was Bian Lang. She was so excited that she boldly shouted to Bian Lang: "Brother Lang, let's open the business secretly for once!"

Bian Lang stood up and opened the curtain again, and asked Xiaoling: "What do you want to hear? I'll give you a chance to request a song." After the music festival ended successfully, Pan Jianhu gave him another big gift, and Bian Lang was in a great mood. Okay, so it’s a great thing to satisfy music fans.

"Of course you have to sing new songs when you open a business secretly!" Xiaoling said matter-of-factly. Bian Lang shook his head and smiled: "Well, you all have learned so badly. There are so many new songs at the music festival, why don't you still sing them?" satisfy?"

It's not that Bian Lang doesn't have new songs, just like the one he just remembered, but he doesn't want to sing a song like "Don't Pester Me". It would be a bit embarrassing for Dou Xian to use it to do business secretly.

Xiaoling thought about it for a while. Bian Lang digs holes and sings new songs without releasing them. Even if he likes the new songs, he will not be able to listen to them on the music platform. He can only listen to the low-quality version recorded directly on the spot. Then he might as well choose a new song. It's a song I like, but I haven't heard it live.

Thinking of this, Xiaoling blurted out: "Then "My Hand Through Your Black Hair"!"

Bian Lang nodded, thinking about it, he walked to the bar and ordered a glass of wine before walking to the stage.

When the musician on the stage saw Bian Lang coming, he closed his mouth and handed the guitar to Bian Lang.

After Bian Lang thanked him quietly, he sat down on the chair, told the song title, and started playing and singing.

The guitar player who just handed him the guitar was Liu Huzhou, who sang folk songs at the music festival. Not only others said that the effect of the music festival was wrong, but he himself also felt that it was inappropriate. He came to Lao Tan's Bye Bye Pier tonight and was preparing to go to the festival with Lao Tan. For a while, I will hold a small special show in Mid-Levels in the past few days to make up for the live fans who did not enjoy the music.

I happened to see everyone getting excited, so I went on stage to play for a while. Unexpectedly, I met Bian Lang who was picking him up, and he actually sang a ballad.

Watching Bian Lang play and sing live at such a close distance, he most intuitively felt that his guitar skills are really good: "The guitar playing skills of those who play rock and roll are really incomparable to us folk players!"

As soon as these words came out unconsciously, a musician next to him also answered: "Not everyone who plays rock and roll has his skills. Bian Lang is a guitarist who can play lead vocals, and the other three of the four major pieces also have the same skills." Those who can go on stage..."

After hearing this, Liu Huzhou shook his head slightly and sighed: "It can't be compared, it can't be compared..."

He had heard Bian Lang's song on the Internet before, and he agreed with Bai Dao's statement that without the music, the words would be like a poem, and it also had the purity of the end of the last century.

In today's fast-paced materialistic society, even the most astute lyricist would have a hard time capturing the beautiful moment of "my hand running through your black hair".

This is the creative realm he has always wanted to pursue. However, today's society is changing, and people's mentality is also changing. If you don't change, others will urge you to change, so...

While he was thinking about it, Bian Lang's singing slipped away from his ears like a fleeting inspiration. When he came back to his senses, Liu Huzhou felt a little regretful.

When Bian Lang came off the stage, he took the initiative to step forward and say hello: "Hello, Teacher Bian, I am Liu Huzhou. Will you be in the studio tomorrow? I want to have a chat with you."

Bian Lang didn't pay much attention before, but now he was greeted actively, and he recognized that this person was Liu Huzhou, whom he and Dong Youbian had attended together at the music festival.

"You Bian and I went to listen to your performance specifically for music. There was a fan of yours in the audience showing off to us. He had all your albums and signed photos..."

Liu Huzhou thought it was a joke, so he was a little embarrassed and replied: "Teacher Bian, please stop comforting me here. Compared with you and Sister Bian, I am far behind."

"I'm not kidding you, I'm telling the truth. Your bass is so mellow, it's like you've passed the sound card. It's just that the range is not wide and you need to do more training on your breath, so that you can reduce the error rate on the spot. To be honest Yes, after listening to your live performance this time, I found that your characteristics are not suitable for outdoor music festivals. Indoor LIVE is your comfort zone." To be honest, Bian Lang admired the texture of his bass. The original owner deliberately used this voice to It's possible to sing with a low tone, but it doesn't have the natural abrasive feel like Liu Huzhou's.

Liu Huzhou was grateful after listening to Bian Lang's serious encouragement and then pointing out the problem to himself.

Dang even thanked him seriously: "Thank you, Teacher Bian, for your guidance. What about tomorrow?"

"I'm in the studio, but I made an appointment to talk about something before, and the time hasn't been set yet. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while if you come over."

"It's okay, I'll just go over and wait for you."

Although Liu Huzhou didn't say what it was, Bian Lang estimated that it was just signing a contract and asking for advice, both of which he was very willing to fulfill.

When he returned to the door of the private room, Xiaoling came up to him and asked for a photo and autograph. After entering the private room, she found that Qiu Luo had actually appeared, eating a bowl of hot and sour noodles with his head down.

"Luotuo, why are you running back now? The new crew is on vacation?" Bian Lang asked with concern.

After Qiu Luo swallowed the noodles in his mouth, he replied: "I fired the crew and continued filming bloody urban dramas day after day. It was a complete waste of my life. I will come back and join you now." Well, with my bass skills, I don’t expect to be able to play with the Rolling Stones. You have so many works now, do you have any ideas about shooting a MV?"

MV was previously used as a product to help singers increase album sales. With the popularity of the Internet era, physical records have slowly "died" and have lost their original strong functionality.Therefore, no matter whether it is on the original earth or the water blue planet, very few singers will seriously shoot MVs nowadays, except for Jay Chou of the original earth.However, Bian Lang had experienced the era of being baptized by the rock band's MV on the original earth, so he had some special feelings about it.

For example, the section of "Shameless" on the Great Wall, "Let Me Be Wild in the Snow" played in the wind and snow, and "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty"...

Bian Lang could still remember the way Ding Wu, Zhang Ju, and Fifth Brother were playing there with their shirtless bodies and long hair in some dilapidated imperial mausoleum, as well as the bass drum covered with Facing a large banner with the word "Tang"... and a scene of several people lying next to the tomb of the Xixia King.

Although it seems now that the picture quality of the MV at that time was a bit touching, at the time it was of innovative significance across the ages.

Even directors such as Ning Hao and Guan Hu in their early years were the most popular MV directors in the rock circle at that time.

Pu Shu's "Colorful Days" was filmed by Ning Hao, and Guan Hu's debut rock movie "My Hair is Messy" was jokingly called an overloaded large-scale MV by insiders.

Thinking of this, Bian Lang nodded and said, "Okay, forget about the ones I've already posted. Wait until I pick out a new song, and then I'll talk to you about my thoughts."

"Okay, with Brother Lang's words..."

Before he finished speaking, Dayong interrupted with a smile: "Luotuo, you have to be more careful about filming. Don't bring in the plots of your bloody TV series and embarrass our Rolling Stones. The Rolling Stones of today are not the same as before. Rolling stone..."

Although Pan Jianhu has not officially announced that Nanyin will be merged into Rolling Stone, those close to him already know about it.

After hearing what Dayong said, Qiu Luo responded unceremoniously: "Brother Yong, you have upgraded. Before, you were just dismantling a band, but now you are promoted to dismantle Brother Hu's company! "

Amidst the roar of laughter from everyone, he was stunned for a long time, and then silently drank the Xibiqi in the cup.

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Different from the cheerful atmosphere in Mid-Levels, Pan Xiulong, who was watching the rehearsal at the Magic Disk Music Festival, was a little depressed.

After listening to the live effects created by Qian Shaowu's team for the Rolling Stones, and then listening to ours, I felt that nothing was right.Not only him, but even the Magic City band who went to the Rolling Stones venue felt that the sound of their instruments sounded a bit wrong.

The lead singer "complained" to Pan Xiulong through the staff: "Brother Xiulong, can the speaker be louder?"

"Just take care of your own part. I'll take care of the equipment for you." Although he said this, he himself knew that their less than one million audio equipment and the company's internal tuning team, How can it be compared with the Rolling Stones' equipment that cost several times their cost?

It wouldn't matter if they were a little further apart. The Rolling Stones over there had just finished their day and they were still in the same city. This pair would be huge. If there were die-hard rock fans who went to two shows, it would be a disaster!Not to mention those people from the industry who were invited.

Moreover, he was also puzzled by a question. It is said that with the great success and popularity of Rolling Stone music, Dianhai Group, Chuncheng City and even the province are working hard to carry out post-publicity, but Rolling Stone officially published an article The painless press release was silent.

The rest were written by industry practitioners, and the focus was all on the Rolling Stones being invited to be guests on Hatter's European tour. There was not much mention of the music festival, which made him feel strange.

Moreover, tomorrow is the opening of his music festival, and he is afraid that his bad premonition will eventually come true.

Zhu Wen and the person in charge of the real estate continued to draw a pie that he himself did not believe, and the person in charge was also imagining a grand event like the Rolling Stones Music Festival in his pie.

As for the Magic Disc staff who were rushing to do the last wave of pre-publicity, their scalps were scratched and they didn’t know what content to publish.

At this time, the helpless people were scrolling through their WeChat Moments to see if they could find a useful point to make up the numbers, but there was a shout that shocked everyone in the office to look sideways.

"Hurry and check out the friend list of the newly resigned employee. He is so cool now. Not only is he drinking, but he also secretly opened a business when he met Bianlang in the middle of the mountain!"

"Depend on!"

"Shield, shield! Disrupt the military morale!"

"I checked. It takes 37 minutes to take a taxi from here to Mid-Levels. If I go now, can I take some photos of music fans gathering and write about the music festival in advance?"

Although everyone thought this topic was ridiculous, they all took off their work badges and put on their coats...

　Thanks to the second brother from the book friend next door for the reward of 100 starting coins

　　
　
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