Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 129 Road

Mai Zishan rested his voice for a day and performed on stage again. In the last two days of the festival, the number of visitors exceeded 50,000.

Different from album sales, everyone only needs to click and buy on their mobile phones to listen to the songs.

The 50,000 people present are completely die-hard fans, willing to travel hundreds or even thousands of miles to come to the venue just to listen to the music.

To put it bluntly, if Mai Zishan is going to rest on his laurels, these people will be his laurels.

At the closing scene of the music festival, Mai Zishan returned to her best condition and sang for the fans together with Rong Shasha, Zhang Tianhai and Chen Kun.

The atmosphere at the scene was even more exciting than on the first day, and the live broadcast on the Internet continued to climb new numbers.

Towards the Era's public opinion advantage began to take effect, and quite a few media reported on this music festival.

"Listen": "The reporter on the scene has lost contact."

Crazy musical note: "The feast of 199, the experience of 1999."

"Listen to the Sea": "The brightest among the new rock stars - Mai Zishan."

In addition to the media, the ticket price of 199 is the most discussed by the public, which is really unexpected.

At the same time, Lin Xinyue and documentary director Xu Hao got on the line.

He is a director who specializes in documentaries. Documentaries themselves are niche and their appreciation value is greater than their viewing value.

But Xu Hao's documentaries are a little different. They are called the most commercial in literature and art, and the most award-winning in business.

To put it simply, he is a person who earns money standing up. He does not care about awards or the audience, but he is doing well.

Lin Xinyue flew to Yanjing to meet Xu Hao.

Xu Hao is about forty years old, in his prime, with a little curly hair, an elegant scholarly look and firm eyes.

The meeting place was a book cafe, a holy place for literary and artistic youth.

The entire book cafe is located in an annex building of the Monroe Theater. It is spacious and bright, and the bookshelves fill the entire space. At a glance, it feels like you are swimming in a sea of ​​books.

A cup of coffee, a book, a laptop, a college student.

A dreamlike ivory tower scene.

Lin Xinyue felt that her suit was a bit out of place. Xu Hao smiled warmly and said first, "Did you have a new idea on the phone from Mai Zishan? What are the details?"

Lin Xinyue said: "He is very interested in documentaries, but he does not want to be the subject of the camera. Instead, he wants the audience who resonates with rock songs to be the subject of the camera."

Xu Haodong nodded and seemed to be in a good mood, "It clashed with my idea."

"Huh? Did you hit it?"

"I am just interested in the theme of rock and roll, not the singer's fortune history. I thought I would have to spend more time convincing you, but who would have thought that Mai Zishan's idea is exactly what I want."

Xu Hao rubbed his hands and straightened the roll on his head.

"When will Mai Zishan's music festival end? I'm always waiting here."

Many thoughts passed through Lin Xinyue's mind.

Xu Hao is an elite in the documentary industry. Such an elite conflicts with Mai Zishan's ideas.

She is often surprised by Mai Zishan.

Other artists in the Toward Era follow a step-by-step routine, doing what they have to do, eating, sleeping, singing, and working on variety shows and albums.

Nothing new.

Only Mai Zishan will bring many new challenges and experiences to her career.

This feeling is wonderful, wonderful.

"When will it end?" Xu Hao asked again.

"Oh, it will end at five o'clock tonight. Let's go to the Magic City together. After the music festival is over, Mai Zishan will also go back to the Magic City."

"Okay, I'll bring my production team to discuss some details, and we can sign the contract." Xu Hao was looking forward to it.

The documentary industry is different from the film industry. As long as the film has a good script, there will be high-quality films at any time.

But documentaries need themes.

For example, "Food on the Tip of the Tongue" touches on the themes of food and cultural inheritance.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang" touches on the themes of history and culture.

"Human Planet", themes of natural landscape and evolution.

The theme is there, neither increasing nor decreasing. If you want to shoot well and stay out of the circle, it all depends on the director's level.

Unless a new theme emerges, such as the social changes brought about by an emerging technology, or the panic and belief caused by an unknown infectious disease.

Another example is a new cultural symbol brought by rock music.

New theme, is a treasure, first come first served.

Xu Hao has a top-notch vision. In his opinion, the rock theme will fit perfectly with the documentary.

is a new theme yet to be discovered.

Not to mention that Mai Zishan's ideas happened to collide with his.

Only by focusing the lens on the viewer can depth and subject matter be broadened.

For example, in "The Bite of the Tongue", is the food important?

No, it’s the family affection and cultural inheritance behind this dish.

The same is true for rock music. The important thing is the audience who are moved by the music and the stories behind them.

Although he hasn't met Mai Zishan yet, Xu Hao has already developed a liking for him.

Mai Zishan is willing to give up the camera. There are very few people who can do this.

No, not at all...

"Speaking of the contract, let's discuss the profit plan." Lin Xinyue said.

"I don't quite understand your documentary industry. How do you make money?"

Xu Hao shook his head, "We are not profitable, what we want is influence."

Lin Xinyue: "..."

"When it comes to classic movies, you might immediately think of The Shawshank Redemption, but when it comes to documentaries, what do you think of?"

Lin Xinyue was stunned for a moment. She had also watched the documentary, but she couldn't answer it at the moment.

Just pictures flashed through my mind, some beautiful existences, some lonely emotions, a kind of... record.

For example, there are little stories and some laughter in the delicious food on the tip of the tongue.

For example, the perfect planet, the volcanoes erupting inside, and the blue whales crossing the sea.

Xu Hao said slowly: "I guess you can't answer the specific name, but you will be touched, right?"

Lin Xinyue nodded, that was indeed the case. "This kind of touching is the effect that our documentary aims to achieve. It is a kind of touching that originates from reality and transcends memory. It makes you feel relaxed and happy every time you think about it."

"It doesn't matter if I have money or not. If I'm short of money, I'll go make movies or commercials." Xu Hao spoke with confidence.

"You ask me about a profit plan, and I don't have one, but I have an impact plan."

Lin Xinyue nodded and learned.

It seems that different industries have completely different playing methods.

……

"As long as you play correctly, you will definitely make a profit! Today, the views of Genghis Khan's demo have exceeded 20 million!"

"Today, the album "Genghis Khan" sold more than 100,000 copies within one hour of its release!"

Yu Xianchao was holding a big loudspeaker, the kind used by fruit vendors, like a pyramid scheme leader, holding a celebration party.

All the employees in the rock department were infected by his passion.

"It is estimated that one album will sell eight million copies! We are only one step away from Mai Zishan!"

"Think about your bonus! How much it should be! Do you have the motivation!"

"Have!"

"Think about your future. You are in a blue ocean market and you have the upper hand! Are you excited or not?"

"excited!"

"Aren't you happy?"

"happy!"

All the subordinates were beaten to death.

Yu Xianchao has long hair and is crazy.

His rampage is supported by data.

Although the sales volume in the first hour was a bit watery, the actual sales volume was more than 70,000.

Baichun Group conducted a survey among netizens, and quite a few people have compared Li Ji to Mai Zishan.

"It sounds really good, as good as Mai Zishan's rock music."

"Finally a new rock singer has appeared, I'm so happy."

"This person is so cool, really cool. He gives me a feeling of going through many vicissitudes of life. Mai Zishan doesn't even have this feeling."

"Look at that long hair, look at those sunglasses, look at that tension, it's so delicious!"

"Li Ji, his name is more pleasant than Mai Zishan. I have always regarded Mai Zishan as my wife Da."

But some expressed complete indifference.

"I feel that although this is delicious, it doesn't have much meaning. I don't want to repeat it as a single."

"It sounds pretty good, but it lacks a little feeling."

"The melody is indeed very good and makes people sway along, but Mai Zishan's songs will touch me deeply, which Genghis Khan does not."

"Yes, yes, this song doesn't touch people deeply, but Mai Zishan's songs do."

A small portion expressed indifference, which was exactly what Yu Xianchao had expected.

It is impossible for imitated rock music to win over Mai Zishan’s die-hard fans.

But how many die-hard fans are there? There were more than 50,000 people attending the Maizishan Music Festival, and if it doubled, it would only be 100,000 people.

These 100,000 people are not important compared to the market composed of countless people.

Diehard fans are good at wheat and cannot be taken away.

However, it is absolutely possible to steal away the general audience.

Yu Xianchao has already done it.

The future is endless money.

With just a move of your fingers, you can earn tens of millions of dollars.

He has already made plans for the next step: three albums a year, at least 20 songs, a music festival at the end of the year, and concerts within three years.

The ticket price is 1999!

He even wanted to imitate Mai Zishan's salt industry base and make several in the same way.

Who thinks it’s too much money?
……

At the end of the music festival, Mai Zishan took photos until late at night. Everyone was so enthusiastic. He also met many regular customers of the salt industry, who had driven hundreds of miles to come, which made him feel quite warm.

Finally, the seaside park became quiet.

Tonight, the tent is gone and everyone has gone back.

The newly laid grass on the field a few days ago has been trampled to create a few paths.

At this time, Zhang Tianhai walked towards him with a smile.

I don't know if it was Mai Zishan's illusion, but the white hair on Zhang Tianhai's head was getting less and less.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Tianhai smiled kindly as an elder.

"It's very comfortable, indescribably comfortable."

Zhang Tianhai patted his arm, "Me too."

At this time, Rong Shasha waved a light stick in the distance and shouted: "Teacher Zhang, Mai Zishan, let's go, I ordered a big meal, go and eat!"

Zhang Tianhai laughed loudly and nuzzled at Mai Zishan, "Let's go, we're late. That Yang Di, it's time to eat alone again."

"Teacher Zhang, you go first. I want to take a last look at the venue."

Zhang Tianhai understood his thoughts and went first alone.

Mai Zishan, on the other hand, took one last look around the venue.

There was some fog at night, making the ground wet.

The speakers on the bandstand seemed to be looking towards him, hoping that he would sing again.

The wind blew past my ears, a little chilly, but also a little gentle.

Tomorrow, the site will be demolished and restored to its original park appearance.

He looked at several fresh roads, and he felt that this moment was both an end and a new starting point.

With this feeling, Mai Zi smiled kindly and walked forward with great joy in his heart.

Go have a feast!
(End of this chapter)