Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 319 The Rolling Stones’ fame in England (please subscribe, please vote)

In the awkward situation where the clerk didn't know how to answer, Bian Lang followed the movement of the people in front of the queue and walked into the store.

Before it was his turn and Guoli's turn to enter, he was a little curious as to why the password in his hand was 8 digits. He looked at the person in front of him who also had a password note in his hand. He stretched his head and took a look and found that the password in the person's hand was different from his own.

"04040454?" It was also eight digits, but it was different from the "24042454" in his hand.

"What are you doing? Just for a sense of ceremony?" Although Bian Lang was a little confused, he still entered his password.

Then I saw the indicator light on the combination lock change from red to green, and there was a soft sound from the back of the jewelry display cabinet next to it, and then it moved to the right, revealing a doorway large enough for one person to pass through.

After entering, there was a row of lockers. No text reminder was needed. The warmth brought by the air conditioner made Bian Lang consciously take off his retro red coffee-colored velvet leather jacket, revealing a black rolling stone logo hooded sweatshirt on his upper body.

The lockers are not the electronic lockers with barcodes that are commonly used in shopping malls today. They are still old-fashioned lockers with keys and locks. The keys are strung on a bracelet and there is also a metal hand-shaped pendant hanging on it. There is a number 29 engraved on it.

"Another small detail. It seems that this boss really loves rock music!"

Then there was a turn, and then a passage appeared in front of you. On the two walls of the passage, various music posters and vinyl covers were stacked together, as if to highlight the heritage of this club.

Borrowing the memory of the original owner, Bian Lang still recognized the names of many foreign rock bands from Aqua Blue Star during the few minutes he walked slowly through the passage.

What surprised him the most was that at the next corner, there was the vinyl cover of China Rock 29.

This is also the only album cover related to the Chinese band that Bian Lang found on the entire wall!
Seeing this, Bian Lang asked Guoli to help him pose for a photo here. At the same time, if you have the opportunity, you must get to know the owner of this club.

At this time, Guoli also asked Bian Lang: "Brother Lang, how did you post the video just now?"

"Just use your account to send it, and I will forward it directly when the time comes."

Guoli nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take a look first when I get back tonight..."

When the two walked through the corridor, a waiter stood next to another door. There was a small sign with a price of 5 pounds on the lecture table in front of him.

Without asking, he knew that this was where the admission fee for tonight was paid. Bian Lang did not hesitate and took out 10 pounds and handed it to the waiter, then pointed to the pear behind him and said, "We are together."

The waiter took one more look at Guoli's equipment and didn't say much. Then he handed Bian Lang two paper tickets and stamped them on the backs of their hands.

"The ticket can be exchanged for a designated drink at the bar!" the waiter said in English, regardless of whether the two international friends in front of him understood it, then reached out to turn the winch like a vault door, and opened the door for the two of them. Enter.

Just the moment the door was opened, music could be heard coming from the door in the passage where there was originally only the rustling sound of chatter.

"Rhythm and Blues!"

Originally, Bian Lang was curious as to whether this door had that damn sense of ritual? Now I realize that this door is really soundproof!
After the two of them entered, the waiter closed the door again and muttered in his heart: "How come this Chinese man doesn't have any gentlemanly manners, and he doesn't know how to help the lady just share the weight of the equipment."

After entering, this real infield gave Bian Lang a somewhat amazing feeling. The honest European medieval all-wood decoration style, even an unprofessional person like him, could tell that these were not modern imitations.

Three weeks of leather booths surround a dance floor of about 200 square meters, with a few small tables.

The front of the dance floor is naturally the stage for the band to perform.

The stage area is not large, it feels like 30 square meters reaching the sky, but the surrounding audio equipment, Bian Lang made a rough estimate, is nearly one million RMB.

At this time, there were not many positions left in Taizhuo, so Bian Lang said to Guoli: "You go find a position first, and I will buy you something to drink."

"Let's see what the ticket can be exchanged for. If there is alcohol-free drink, just give me a glass of whatever. If not, just a glass of milk..." Upon hearing this answer, Bian Lang knew that she was at work. state, but still couldn't help but send Guoli a lyric in my heart: "Although I am a cowboy, I only order milk in the bar..."

Walking to the bar, Bianlang sat on the bar chair, placed his elbows on the Carkara white marble tabletop, and looked at the dazzling array of drinks on the wine cabinet, but in the end his eyes stayed on the row of yellow The coppery beer comes out of the head.

Then, he handed his ticket to the bartender at the bar and said, "Hello, what can I exchange for this?"

As expected, the bartender pointed directly at the beer mouth behind him and said, "Pale ale, German wheat, amber lager, which one do you want?"

In his previous life, Bian Lang had always liked Pale Ale, a beer with a prominent hop flavor. The prominent bitterness weakened the aroma of the malt, but those who liked it could find a lot of fun in the bitterness.

Thinking of this, Bian Lang handed over a ticket rolled into a banknote and said: "A cup of light ale! A glass of milk..." Bian Lang, who has become accustomed to mobile payment in China, would have gone out this time if Wang Wenhui hadn't reminded him to exchange the banknotes. On the body, you will make a fool of yourself most of the time.

Carrying milk and beer to the table that Guoli had recognized, Guoli curiously asked Bianlang: "How do you feel when you hear your song being covered by another band abroad for the first time?"

"I'm really looking forward to it. I also want to know if this band is a metal band that only sings the song "Fade To Black", or if it also plays other Rolling Stones songs..."

"For a British band, it would be more difficult to sing in Chinese, unless there are Chinese students or ethnic Chinese in the band."

Before anyone could see if there were any Chinese members in the band, a girl with a Chinese face came up to Guoli and asked tentatively: "Hi, can I share a table with you? I'm here alone. .”

Before Bian Lang could speak, Guoli raised the camera in her hand and said, "If you don't mind if I accidentally bring you in when I'm taking pictures of my boss, we welcome you to join us."

Hearing the word boss, the girl couldn't help but cast her eyes on Bian Lang. She was curious about how narcissistic the male boss was to bring a professional female photographer with him when he went out.

But when her eyes only stayed on Bian Lang's face for a second, she immediately stood up on tiptoes in surprise, covered her mouth with both hands and was about to scream... but she saw Bian Lang raised his right index finger and said "Shh" to his mouth. gesture.

Suppressing the strong excitement in her heart, she pointed to the seats next to the two of them again and said, "Can I really join you?"

If he were a foreigner, Bian Lang would have rejected him without even thinking about it. Various social habits based on cultural differences made Bian Lang not very interested in strange social interactions between races.

But when it comes to his compatriots, he is still kind enough, and she is also a girl who looks like an international student.

Bian Lang nodded and said, "Okay..."

After getting Bian Lang's approval, the girl asked as soon as she sat down: "Well, Master Bian, can I buy you a drink?"

Bian Lang pointed to his beer glass, and then smiled: "Besides this, I also have a ticket, so you don't have to worry about us, just buy your own."

The girl was not disappointed when she heard this. She handed the ticket directly to Bian Lang and said, "Then this is for you. I don't drink. I will also order a drink or milk."

Looking at the back of the girl going to the bar, Bian Lang said with a smile: "You have to work and can't drink. This little white rabbit who doesn't drink also came here. Is this a new way of listening to rock music?"

"It's hard to say that they just came here because someone was covering Rolling Stones songs..."

Sure enough, in the conversation before the show, Bian Lang learned that the female international student named Wei Qian had indeed received news from her fellow countrymen. There was a campus band from North London that would perform songs by the Rolling Stones here. She missed Hatter last night. Only when she was there did she think of a replacement to fill the void in her heart.

Unexpectedly, she actually met Bian Lang here!
This is simply spending the money of a low imitation and enjoying the treatment of a limited edition.

The two of us hadn't been chatting for long when a voice came from the mixer: "OK, thank you all for coming to The Vault of Heaven Club tonight. I have received many suggestions from regular customers who want to see the Rolling Stones' performance... "

Just when he said this, the audience started to cheer:

"George, they won't leave London for a short time. These days are your last chance."

"Did you never go to DGM to find anyone, so you came up with such an idea to fool us?"

Although the words were a bit unfriendly, Bian Lang could tell that they were all joking and concluded that these were regulars of the bar.

And it can also be heard that they know something about their band.

After the commotion, George's voice continued: "Give me a little more time. I was a little excited at Hatter's venue last night. I drank too much when I came back. This morning I got a call from this band to perform tonight." Application, so... Anyway, I will go to DGM tomorrow."

After a pause, George continued: "Tonight's band is from North London. You can not only hear "Fade To Black", but you can also hear the song that Wave wrote for Arsenal. Chinese friends here, I hope Can you let Wave hear what I just said through the Internet, and help me increase my success rate of inviting the Rolling Stones to perform!"

Hearing this, Wei Qian and Guoli both looked at Bian Lang.

Bian Lang nodded and smiled: "Okay! George, I have received your invitation..."

　There are a lot of things going on in the past two days, and the update time may not be kept up, but Shuishui promises that updates will not be interrupted...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)