Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 122 Ten Thousand Times of Sorrow
The Yanshi Music Festival is officially named the Yanye Music Festival.

The Salt Industry Steel Works, which went bankrupt at the time, never expected that its name would be promoted in this way.

Immediately, under the operation of Toward the Era, there was an independent official WeChat account and an independent video account.

The number of fans increased by 300,000 overnight.

Only a short video was posted on the official Weibo.

Inside is a scene of the Salt Industry Music Festival being set up.

Construction is underway to set up activity stages, equipment and security areas.

The location is in a park near the beach.

Because nothing can be built near the beach, and everyone will be gone when the tide rises.

Therefore, a park built by the seaside, covering an area of ​​30,000 square meters, was built about two kilometers away from the beach. It was built by the local Culture and Tourism Bureau to create supporting attractions.

In addition, a lot of open space near the park has also been temporarily requisitioned, covering nearly 60,000 square meters of space.

The venue was directly booked by the Salt Industry.

This area is enough.

Taking into account the large open space in front of the old factory Salt Industry and the warehouses behind it, it is only one-tenth the size of the music festival.

Moreover, the local culture and tourism bureau is very supportive and has given preferential policies for venue classification.

If it can bring 10,000 tourists, the venue cost will be reduced by one million.

And so on.

If the music festival reaches 30,000 people, then the venue will be free of charge.

The online accounts of Mai Zishan and Rong Shasha simultaneously released videos about the Salt Industry Music Festival.

Includes program list and performers.

This kind of joint release directly takes the popularity to a new level.

Fans of Mai Zishan and Rong Shasha all got excited.

"Oh my God, is Rong Shasha also participating? I thought Mai Zishan was the ace, but it turns out there is Rong Shasha!"

"Rong Shasha sings rock music? I can't imagine it, I'm so looking forward to it!"

"The little queen of love songs, singing rock and roll? It's really interesting."

“My family is great, now it’s diversified!”

"I've wanted to go to Yanshi, but now I want to go to Yanshi even more. Please tell me when it will open so I can grab a ticket."

"Where's the ticket price? How much is the ticket price? I'm going to give my cat a hard time, I'm going to force it to learn to use the toilet, and I'll save the cat litter money to go to the music festival."

"Upstairs, please be a human being."

There are also 'angry' ones.

"Okay, okay, your hometown, Quancheng, doesn't care at all."

The people who live around Yanshi are the luckiest, as they can drive there by themselves.

……

"He just has no songs and he doesn't dare to send out the program list."

Musician's editor, Fu Guangyu, said with disdain.

"Then I roped in Rong Shasha to attract diversified fans, and the ticket price is estimated to be 800."

"This wave, at least another 10 million, then strike while the iron is hot, hold a concert, and immediately be worth over 100 million, and then enter the acting industry to make money as an actor. Hey, after so many years in the industry, no one has ever You can't escape my script."

At the moment, he was at a dinner party for people in the industry.

Most of the people sitting around me are the mainstays of the critics, and there are one or two small stars.

Little stars are respectful to these big-name critics.

They all count on the good words of critics to bring them some traffic.

Fu Guangyu took a sip and took a breath of comfort.

Xia Jin, sitting next to him, is also a tycoon in the criticism industry. He works at "Tinghai" and is the editor-in-chief. Tinghai has media, podcasts, and his own audio-visual business under his name. He is a very powerful person.

He said: "Also, although Mai Zishan and Rong Shasha are both very popular, they are the only ones holding the show. I looked at the others and they are all unremarkable."

"Chen Kun, Zhang Tianhai, I've never heard of them. There are also several young people in their twenties. I don't know where they found them."

Xia Jin shook his head, "A music festival needs at least four or five popular singers to be successful. He is really rare."

Fu Guangyu said: "Zhang Tianhai, I know that a professor at Yangyin is an old man and is about to retire. I didn't expect to end up playing with Mai Zishan."

At this time, another person at the dinner spoke up, Wu Yanguang, the chief producer of the online Spring Festival Gala. He had witnessed the rise of Mai Zishan, and later he analyzed the replay data of the online Spring Festival Gala, that is, the replay rate after the year.

It was found that only Mai Zishan's "Yanjing, Yanjing" has the highest replay rate.

Other singers, even the top ones, movie kings and movie queens, don’t have such a high replay rate.

He realized that there must be a fan group that he could not see, and it was extremely sticky.

He didn't know where this invisible fan group was. Maybe it was his employees, maybe the delivery boy who delivered his takeout, or maybe the owner of the breakfast shop.

In short, he could feel its presence, but he didn't know where it was.

On the other side, Fu Guangyu was still talking to Xia Jin.

"First, there are too few stars and too many junk fish. Second, he probably has no new songs and is ready to start making money."

"It depends on how much he sets the ticket price. It might be four figures."

Wu Yanguang wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. Sometimes, he was quite annoyed by this group of critics. One or two of them felt that they were great intellectuals, and their words were as weighty as a thousand stones.

In his eyes, it was pretentious and self-righteous.

Although he couldn't tell how good Yanjing's song was at first, the market responded.

Then don’t say any more, the market is the father.

Please take my knee.

Therefore, he couldn't help but say: "The response to "Yanjing, Yanjing" at the Internet Spring Festival Gala was very good."

No matter what kind of words can bring a chill to the dinner table.

Takehiro did it.

……

"Musician" magazine, and many colleagues, including Baichun.

They all began to secretly incite public opinion.

"There are no new songs, and I'm starting to make money."

"Music festivals and concerts are all signs of money making."

"When will the movie "Partners" be released? Can't you hold a music festival after it is released? Are you in a hurry to make money?"

"Don't mention it. No one has heard those two songs. Who knows whether they sound good or not."

Fans who like Mai Zishan also began to fight back.

Chief Chef of Caizhou Restaurant: "I'm really tired. If it weren't for the fact that everyone who comes here to eat every day likes Mai Laodi's brother, I would really think you are more capable."

"I have already bought the ticket. If I wait until the official announcement of the opening time, there will be no tickets. I will buy it first."

"Stop talking, fans, we can't beat them. They have too much experience with low IQs."

However, all the disputes came to an abrupt end after the official Weibo of the Salt Industry Music Festival released a video.

The video first shows a sea.

Then the camera slowly zoomed in, showing the beach and the boulders on the shore.

Finally, Mai Zishan appeared standing on the beach. He was wearing a white shirt, without a trace of makeup, and with a little random stubble on his face.

Just holding the guitar like that, standing quietly on the beach. At this point, the background of the video becomes dim.

It was like quickly entering the dark night.

There was a snap in the distance, and the spotlight was turned on.

It reflected Mai Zishan's face and the long shadow on the beach.

The sound of the waves is right behind you, turbulent and delicate.

A small fishing boat with lights appeared behind it, and it all seemed to complement each other.

The crisp, heart-pleasing guitar sound sounded.

Mai Zishan sang a cappella like this.

"Oh honey
All I think about is you
Oh, irresistible heart palpitations~
hard to breathe
Tonight
Do you want to miss another night?

Do you still want to hide your last expectations?
Oh tonight
times of sadness
There will still be a dream
I have been waiting for you in the warmest place

It seems that there is only one direction

Can no longer be changed

Every tear is ten thousand rays of light~
"

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(End of this chapter)