Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 103

"I'm laughing here and I'm crying here

I live here and I die here. "

The lighting of Salt Industry is so calm this time, without any dazzling operation.

Different from the previous lively scenes, now people were listening quietly.

Lu He suddenly felt a little wet.

Ah, Yanjing.

Why do I want to cry so much?
He had forgotten how many years he had been in Yanjing. At first, in order to save rent, he shared a bed in a youth hostel with six other people. They stayed there for three months, and four of the six of them returned to their hometown.

The next year, another person also went back.

Leave a message before leaving.

"I can't stay."

With just such a sigh, he dragged his suitcase, leaving Lu He with his back.

When no one was paying attention, he secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and turned to look at Liu Jiahai beside him.

The latter was concentrating on writing down the lyrics in his notebook, concentrating on them.

It didn't seem to touch him as deeply.

But he couldn't help it, his throat felt like he had eaten a slice of lemon.

He looked around again and found that there were many people like him who had difficulty suppressing their emotions.

But not all, at most half.

The song finally ends.

Lu He can be regarded as getting rid of this state.

On the singing stage, sweat broke out from Mai Zishan's head.

It was the first time that singing was so difficult for him.

There has never been a song that made him feel that if he was not careful, he would disappoint the audience.

An indescribable feeling bloomed in his heart.

Mai Zishan adjusted his breathing and looked at the audience.

Finally, the applause started.

But Mai Zishan knew that he could not sing this song well enough.

The audience will applaud as long as there are sixty points.

But his requirement for himself must not be sixty points.

What else is missing!
Just like braised pork ribs, the last step is missing to collect the juice, resulting in a lack of bright color.

However, this is not a place for thinking. Mai Zishan walked off the stage and handed the stage to others. Chen Kun was already eager to try.

After reluctantly taking photos with a few people, Mai Zishan quickly walked outside, blowing the cold winter wind to clear his head quickly.

Almost nothing.

Really close to what it is.

The neon lights of Salt Industry reflected his figure behind and above him.

Behind him was the scene where Chen Kun was getting high. This kid really has his skills now.

In front of me are countless types of vehicles parked.

At this time, two figures came towards him.

Mai Zishan turned around and saw two people he had never seen before.

All he could think about now was making up for what was missing.

Not in the mood to talk to anyone.

He turned his head back and continued to look at the dark sky in the distance.

If you look carefully enough, you can see the lights of the city twinkling.

Liu Jiahai is a little embarrassed. Why did you turn your head away before I even said my opening words?

He originally planned to chat with Mai Zishan and form a good relationship.

If I left Baichun innocently, I might be able to become friends with Mai Zishan.

At this time, Lu He on the side seemed to turn on a switch.

These days, through getting along with Lu He, Liu Jiahai found that this man didn't talk much.

Lu He: "A little sad feeling."

Liu Jiahai looked at him a little doubtfully.

At this time, Mai Zishan also turned around, staring at Lu He.

"What did you say?"

"A little sad feeling, it would be better to have this feeling."

Mai Zishan turned around and kept repeating this sentence, "A little sad feeling."

"It feels a bit sad, yes! It just lacks that taste!"

Mai Zishan moved forward and held Lu He's hand directly.

He said seriously: "Thank you, that's what I was thinking about."

"I sang it on stage just now. To be honest, I wasn't satisfied. I always felt like something was missing. Now that I think about it, it's because I didn't have the experience of being a North Drifter. I lacked the sadness of not getting what I wanted and not being reconciled."

"it is this!"

Lu He smiled shyly. He liked this feeling of being recognized. Although he didn't get it often enough, he always remembered it for a long time.

Not to mention that this is Mai Zishan’s recognition. Significant.

But Mai Zishan himself was walking around in the same place.

Although he didn't feel as sad as Beidiao.

But he will always remember the sadness when "The Time to Wake Up" disappeared.

At that time, he thought that everything was done, that everything would develop as he expected.

But the road kept stumbling.

Can't find direction.

That feeling was like pouring rain, and he was a cat on the roadside, maybe an abandoned cat, wanting to return to a warm nest again, but the only response was rain splashing into the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't tell the difference. Is it tears.

The lights of the city were in the distance, but there was no light for him.

After thinking about all this.

"Thank you!" Mai Zishan solemnly thanked Lu He.

Then he jogged all the way and drove a shared bicycle. After a while, he was far away.

He wants to move towards the era, and wants to use his own guitar to brew it up again and perform it again!
Liu Jiahai was in a daze as he watched Mai Zishan riding his bicycle away.

He turned around and asked Lu He, "What's going on?"

Lu He was a little proud, "I gave him inspiration."

……

In the end, I rode to the subway station and then took the subway to the city center.

I pedaled all the way, and the wheels were almost smoking.

Back to the March Era, the office buildings were still brightly lit.

This is especially true above the tenth floor, where those working in finance are really desperate.

Mai Zishan thought of Li Qing. He went riding and didn't know where he was now.

With Li Qing in mind, he lowered his head and walked into the elevator. He walked all the way to the eighth floor and passed through an office with multiple transparent windows. He didn't even reach the room where the guitar was placed.

Lin Xinyue and Liu Shuangcheng teamed up to grab him and pushed him into an office as if they were kidnapped.

The interior is decorated to entertain guests, full of green scenery and tea cups, with an oversized tea table covering the entire tabletop.

Sitting at the table was a man Mai Zishan had never seen before.

He greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Mai, I am the chief producer of this online Spring Festival Gala, Wu Yanguang."

Lin Xinyue pushed him to the other side of the table and sat down. Liu Shuangcheng and she squeezed Mai Zishan in the middle like guardians on the left and right.

Mai Zishan: "..."

"Hello, Mr. Wu."

Wu Yanguang picked up the teacup on the tea table, took a sip, and then said: "It's quite a coincidence. I originally planned to talk to your company, and you came just in time. I told you face to face, that's it, I planned to let you Let’s have a medley with other singers.”

"skewers... skewers?"

"Yes, consider two aspects. First, your own fan base is not enough, at least for prime time, it is indeed not enough. Second, it is your song. This song you submitted, I feel, This one is a bit incompatible with the Spring Festival Gala, so it would be better to blend it into other songs and sing a duet with other singers."

"Doing this will help your personal development and our stage positioning. At the same time, you can rest assured that the singers I arrange to share the stage with you must be at the level of big names and will not eliminate you."

"Rehearsal is about to begin, and the New Year is coming soon. I think it would be better to tell you in person."

After Wu Yanguang finished speaking, he lifted up his belt and tucked in the fat a little.

Mai Zishan shook his head decisively.

Even if I haven't figured out what the problem is with Yanjing's song, I don't agree with the skewering.

Not to mention I’ve figured it out now!

What song sticks with me? Also worthy?
Takehiko's hand that picked up the tea cup was stunned.

"what do you mean?"

"Let me tell you, song medleys are beneficial to you. Your current fan base cannot reach the prime time. Moreover, I have already said that I will arrange celebrity-level singers for you. I have already selected them. Hey! The singer from Hong Kong became famous earlier than you, and his album sales are even higher than yours! If you compete with him, I won’t let you down!"

"No."

Mai Zishan responded in two words.

Wu Yanguang was so angry that the fat on his belly came out again.

"Didn't I say, if you buy that position, you can take it? I have good intentions now! I have good intentions to give you advice, for your own good! Co-author, you really have that confidence." Wu Yanguang shouted loudly.

"Look at the fat on your belly. Once you talk too much, you won't be able to hold it in." Mai Zishan would not follow his lead.

Directly open up a new battlefield.

This means you fight yours and I fight mine.

Sure enough, it worked, and Wu Yanguang immediately settled in Bengbu.

"I'm leaving first. I don't agree with this, and neither do you." Mai Zishan warned Lin Xinyue and Liu Shuangcheng before leaving.

Both nodded.

Mai Zishan walked out of the office and could still hear Wu Yanguang talking behind him.

He walked away quickly, wanting to return to the embrace of his guitar.

……

Salt Rock Club.

After the show.

A young man with an ashen face.

"What's going on? Where's my shared bike? Where's my car? There are so many people coming here and so many people leaving! Where's the car? It's late at night! How can I get back!"

(End of this chapter)