Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 629: The Rolling Stones Open, Rock Director

The final result was that after singing the song once, Bian Lang left the lyrics and a sentence and went to sleep.

The sentence was: "We probably won't be able to sing this song, but if your performance this time isn't good enough to go on stage, I don't think DGM will necessarily agree to let you record this song."

Tu Ling didn't understand what this meant at first, but seeing the captain of MATZKA nodded seriously to Bian Lang, he said: "Wave, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I sing the same lyrics as you do, Said he was a buffalo soldier win the war for America."

Bian Lang is not sure whether the term Buffalo Warrior still exists here, but he believes that even if it doesn't, these advocates of love and peace should be able to understand the meaning of the lyrics.

Finally, MATZKA worked all night accompanied by Tu Ling, and then Tu Ling was invited to become the second percussionist for their performance today.

Just as the MATZKA band members returned to the hotel in the morning light to take a short rest, the music festival scene began to get busy.

With the experience of last year, the merchants in the snack street have learned their lesson. They no longer think about making up for the shortage as they did last year. Those who have the conditions have bought enough regular reserves for three days at a time.

The number and quality of merchants who came this time were both higher than last year. The venue fees certainly went up a bit, but the related services and support were also much better than last year.

Last year, including Seven Cups of Snow and Xibiqi, there were only four or five stores selling drinks, but this year there are more than that number of stores specializing in coffee.

There are containers of coffee chain brands, small stalls of local Internet celebrity stores, and professional coffee trucks that move around.

Among these coffee carts, there was one run by a couple that was a bit special, and it immediately attracted the attention of Bian Lang who had just entered the scene.

Based on Bian Lang's limited knowledge of cars, he didn't know what brand this car was, but seeing that it was about the same size as Iveco, Bian Lang thought it should be a combination of an RV and a coffee car.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be surprising. The main thing is that there is a mattress or an inflatable cushion on the luggage rack of the car, and there is a canvas tent on the cushion.

The curtain of the tent was open, and inside sat a "skeleton" dressed in cowboy clothes, with a guitar in his arms.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Bian Lang finally uttered two English words: "Remember Me!"

At this time, the male owner of the coffee cart was just unloading something from the side door. Seeing Bian Lang standing next to the car in a daze, the foreigner named De La Cruz politely greeted Bian Lang in not very fluent Chinese: "Hello! We are not open yet. If you really want to drink a sip of hot coffee, you can come back in an hour..."

Bian Lang didn't pay attention to what he said. He nodded as a greeting and asked politely, "Are you Indian?"

After listening to this, the foreigner put down the box in his hand and asked with interest: "How did you know that?"

After all, according to what he knew from his Chinese wife, the standard that ordinary Chinese people use to judge an Indian is mostly whether he has bird feathers on his head.

However, his overalls and short-sleeved shirt were not much different from most middle-aged Chinese men. The only special thing about him was the four words printed on his white shirt: "I love China!"

Bian Lang pointed to the tent on the roof of the car and said, "I saw that and remembered some things from the past..." Bian Lang said this subconsciously without thinking too much about whether it was reasonable.

But after saying this, De La Cruz was obviously more excited than before and asked: "Have you ever participated in the Day of the Dead?"

"Uh, I guess so!" Now it was Bian Lang's turn to be embarrassed.

He had never been to America in his two lifetimes combined, let alone to Mexico to attend the Day of the Dead. Didn't he just learn about this from watching cartoons in his previous life?

But the old man couldn't control himself all of a sudden, feeling like he had met a lifelong confidant. He stretched out his hands, grabbed Bian Lang's hands and said, "Wait, friend, don't leave. I'll go make you some coffee. My hand-made..."

Just as Bian Lang was hesitating about how to end the topic, the hostess's fluent Chinese voice came from the car: "Dela, who are you talking to... Come and help me move the milk, wait... Bian Lang?"

Bian Lang smiled and greeted the hostess: "Welcome to the Rolling Stone Music Festival, where are you from?"

The hostess did not directly answer Bian Lang's question, but began to introduce herself: "My name is Lao E. Ma Rui and I are friends. She introduced us this time. The name of our coffee truck is Mulan..."

"Old E! It seems that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames." He looked like he wanted to tell his whole life in one breath. He was definitely a social gangster.

But since she was a friend of his old classmate, he still had to be extra polite: "Yes, if there is anything you need help with in the next few days, just tell Ma Rui to find me."

After listening to the conversation between the two, De La Cruz was even more surprised: "Oh! You are Bian Lang, I have heard your music, I especially like "Comfortably Numb", when you are free, can you tell me how you wrote that song?"

He could drink coffee, but Bian Lang didn't have much energy to face this famous international couple. He just wanted to find a place to memorize the lyrics of "Remember Me".

As for the plot of "Coco", he could only remember the general outline.

As his bond with the Blue Water Planet grew stronger, some of his memories of the original Earth began to become fragmented.

For example, some songs that I could sing without thinking before, I now can’t remember clearly, or I have to think for a while before I can remember the song title.

"Okay, I hope you have fun." After saying this, Bian Lang turned and left.

After Bian Lang walked away, Delacruz said belatedly, "E, Bian Lang just mentioned the Day of the Dead to me. I really can't imagine that there are people among you Chinese who can understand the Day of the Dead!"

Speaking of this, Old E was a little skeptical.

After all, the Chinese also have festivals to commemorate their deceased ancestors, but from the name "Ghost Festival" you can feel that the atmosphere and tone of this festival are completely different from the Day of the Dead.

"Maybe he just heard about it!"

"I don't think so. He guessed that I was an Indian when he saw the skull model we put on the roof of the car... I think he must understand the atmosphere of our Day of the Dead! By the way, I have always been wondering why you Chinese people call your own ancestors ancestors, but call other people's ancestors ghosts? And you are so scared..."

This philosophical question could not be explained even if Socrates was reborn. Old E did not know how to explain it to De La Cruz. Anyway, he felt that even if science and technology could support them to live on the moon in the future, the Chinese people's concept of their ancestors would not change much. When it was almost 11 o'clock, the merchants on the snack street seemed to have finished their preparations. Although there was still some time before the opening at 1:6, even on the road that had been changed to a one-way -lane road, traffic congestion began to appear.

Accompanied by his assistant, An Feng, wearing a staff badge, was the first to enter the snack street.

Although the mask, sunglasses, and large sun hat had basically covered up her facial features, the temperament she exuded under her ordinary outfit still made her recognized by the merchants.

After refusing the free gifts and taking photos with several merchants, An Feng finally sat down at a small table outside Mulan Coffee.

As for An Feng, Delacruz, who failed to recognize Bian Lang at first sight, recognized him at first sight.

"You are the actress who plays Hua Mulan..."

Some fate is very strange. The actress who played Hua Mulan in the movie sat in front of the coffee truck named Mulan at the Rolling Stone Music Festival. In the following three days, the strange combination of Lao E, An Feng, Ma Rui and Guo Sichu unexpectedly achieved a very wonderful friendship.

That’s right, Guo Sichu arrived at the scene before the music festival started.

How could she miss the Rolling Stones Music Festival when she already had the word "Queen" in front of her? She was also attracted by Mulan's skeleton tent and became Anfeng's guide for this music festival.

Even though she herself doesn't know how to play it!

The show started at 1:30, and fans were allowed to enter at 11:30. The biggest difference from last year's National Day was that there were fewer scalpers at the venue.

This year's tickets are basically purchased online with real name, and entry requires both ID and facial recognition. As for the few tickets that have been leaked, not many people are willing to exchange them for money.

Even the leaders of those units who would never come to the scene to join in the fun in the past, due to the increased publicity efforts of the province and the city this time, they have to show their faces on the scene. Who knows, they may even meet their superiors on the scene!
After the marathon incident, the province's awareness of the influence of the Rolling Stone Music Festival has risen to a new level, so the original plan was for Wu Hao to give a speech. Now a deputy from the provincial cultural and tourism bureau has come, and after Wu Hao met up with this person on the spot, he took the initiative to give up this position.

This leader from another province was a little younger than Wu Hao. He took the manuscript Wu Hao pushed over, looked at it, and then said with a playful smile: "I think we shouldn't bother with anything. Instead of wasting time talking so much, it's better to let the fans who have come from afar enjoy the band's performance earlier. Let's walk around the venue and see if there is any experience worth learning from other provinces and cities, and share it with them when the time comes!"

Wu Hao nodded in agreement, but in his heart he was thinking: "Is this considered cultural export? But isn't this a bit too advanced?"

But think about it, apart from ethnic culture, Yunnan Province has hardly had any other cultural symbols that have gone viral in recent years, and rock music is also more popular than other music...

"Leader, since we all have this idea, why don't we go up on stage and say a few words? Otherwise, we won't be able to go up, and we'll be misunderstood..." Wu Hao was able to stay in this position, and his ability to read people's expressions and pass the ladder was no worse than anyone else.

Sure enough, after his persuasion, the leader finally agreed.

Lao Pan is still accompanying the Rolling Stones. Thinking about the importance that the superiors have given to the Rolling Stones last year and this year, his happiness is written all over his face.

But he was also prepared for this person to talk for more than ten minutes!

The other senior executives of Rolling Stone were also busy. After Liang Kuan invited Liu Chuang, many people who had some friendship with Liang Kuan came spontaneously.

Although it was spontaneous, you still have to socialize when you get there, and the serious shortage of middle-level staff at Rolling Stone was also exposed.

Fortunately, singers like Tao Xiaoyu, who have wider connections, took the initiative to take on some reception work, which made the Rolling Stones look less embarrassed.

Tao Xiaoyu, who is recording a song in Spring City, is now chatting with a first-line female singer with whom she has a good relationship while sitting on top of a container of Seven Cups of Snow.

"Xiao Yu, I think your luck is incredible. The Rolling Stones released a compilation album like this, so the songs in it must be really great, right?"

"Sister Ling Lan, you can't get any information from me. Anyway, there's really nothing to say about this song in my hand."

The more he said that, the more itchy Qin Linglan felt: "How about you try to set up a situation this time, pick Liang Kuan and let me meet Bian Lang directly?"

Tao Xiaoyu is now also a Rolling Stones member, so she needs to be careful about some things.

After pausing for a moment to think, she slowly said, "Sister Linglan, I have something to say in advance. Your cooperation with Edan should be quite pleasant, right?"

At this point, everyone in the music industry would feel a headache: "Ah! This is really depressing. What on earth were those people at Goose Egg Music thinking at the time?"

The two chatted for a while before the sound of the show starting came from the speakers.

When they heard that a leader was going to give a speech, the fans all sighed in their hearts: "Damn! What a waste of our mood!"

But who could have imagined that this young-looking provincial cultural and tourism leader bowed as soon as he came on stage and said: "Thank you to all the music fans from all over the country for choosing our Yunnan Province and the Rolling Stone Music Festival on this special holiday of May Day! I won't say more, I hope everyone can have a happy holiday here.

If you encounter any problems during this period, you can ask for help from the on-site staff or call the hotline 12301..."

This speech, which lasted less than a minute, shocked all the music fans!
Seeing the leader walking off the stage, some fans even started to cheer: "XX is awesome! I support you!"

Before the music started, the shouting had a very wide coverage, and the leaders on the stage naturally heard it.

He stopped and turned around, facing the tens of thousands of fans in the audience again.

At this moment, those who were shouting suddenly felt a chill on their backs and thought, should they just play ostrich?

But what no one expected was that he actually switched the microphone to his left hand, made a metal salute with his right hand, and shouted to the fans in the audience with a smoky voice that was totally inconsistent with his gentle appearance: "Rock & Roll never die, just fade away!"

(End of this chapter)