Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 145 Forgot the pain

Deng Liang had never heard these stories.

His father silently carried everything for him without saying a word.

He once thought that his poor childhood was unfortunate enough.

At this moment, he realized that he was actually very lucky.

The truly unfortunate people just bear all this silently, and many years later, they just talk about it indifferently, with scabs all over their bodies, but they don't care.

Finally I couldn't help it, tears moistened the corners of my eyes.

……

Yu Xianchao thought for a long time and finally came to the conclusion that there was no good way to expand his fan base for the time being.

Washing fans has such disadvantages.

Deng Mo was very happy. It was quite novel for him that someone was willing to listen to the old rotten millet sesame story.

He bought nearly 150 disco songs, basically sweeping away all the dance music of good quality, far exceeding Mai Zishan in quantity.

Two more Li Ji come, and he really has no time to rest.

Large quantity is also an advantage. One Li Ji can only tie with Mai Zishan, but two? What about three?

Li Ji slapped two people, and the middle school boys cheered and became a crowd of Li Ji.

Deng Liang Hotel.

Mai Zishan was in a very complicated mood.

Mai Zishan is now making documentaries. If he doesn’t grab the market now, when will he wait?

You also have to worry about song arrangement, and you have to personally check every song.

But there is another way, he can create a second Li Ji.

He is now doing live broadcasts every day and continues to make money from his literary and youthful characters.

Not only him, everyone has complicated emotions.

But people of other age groups will only look down upon it.

It's just that I'm tired...

Therefore, Li Ji's fan base is fixed.

Sooner or later, the heaping tactics will overwhelm Mai Zishan, leaving him to rely on song copyrights to get by.

The other "Li Ji" needs to be operated in a matrix manner, that is, with different characters and different styles to capture people of all ages.

It's not like Yu Xianchao has never thought of this method before.

But after learning from the experience, Yu Xiancao had no choice.

……

The only person who could still laugh happily was Deng Mo, the person involved.

I thought that these things would go into the coffin with me.

Xu Hao put away the camera and sat there with his team members in silence.

Lin Xinyue came here for a meal, but she didn't expect to undergo a spiritual baptism.

She scratched her head. She couldn't think of any other topics. She could only ask about business matters, "The appointment for the second episode is next Monday. Can you make it?"

Xu Hao nodded.

Mai Zishan said: "The songs have been recorded a long time ago."

"What song? I haven't heard it yet." Lin Xinyue was very curious.

What kind of song can accompany such a past event?
"If you want to listen, I have a demo." Mai Zishan took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Lin Xinyue hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand.

"I'd better wait for the second episode to come out and watch it myself."

Mai Zishan understood what she was thinking.

There was silence for a moment.

As the host, Deng Liang wiped his moist eyes and said, "I'm going to cook now. What do you want to eat?"

No one answered. Lin Xinyue came here for the meal, but for a while, she couldn't remember what she wanted to eat.

"If you don't order, I'll take what I'm good at."

Deng Liang walked into the kitchen and started preparing ingredients.

Take out large pieces of pork belly, fine ribs, beef and mutton, a few fresh big fish, newly picked toon leaves, and various side dishes.

Mai Zishan put on a mask, walked out of Deng Liang Hotel, and looked at the plastic bags blown by the wind on the roadside.

A little sad.

Lin Xinyue came to him, "I suddenly felt that this documentary might become a national level, just like that delicacy on the tip of the tongue."

Mai Zishan smiled and said, "I hope so." In the kitchen, Deng Liang's wife followed closely and frowned at the ingredients Deng Liang took out.

She picked up a large piece of beef shank and wanted to put it back in the refrigerator, muttering: "We haven't seen any profits yet, so don't make so many bets. These people have been eating for several days. When we really Now that I'm on TV and the restaurant business is good, I won't be in a hurry to treat them to a good meal."

Deng Liang slammed the kitchen knife on the chopping board, grabbed the beef, and said one word: "Get out."

"What did you say?" His wife's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.

Deng Liang has always been a resigned character.

"I told you to get out."

The voice was not loud, Deng Liang didn't want people outside to hear.

But full of momentum.

……

Li Ji has a characteristic since he was a child: when his scars heal, he forgets the pain.

He has been like this since he was a child. As soon as the teacher scolded him, he would turn away and forget about it, and would run back and forth between classes with a playful smile on his face.

His girlfriend said he was unmotivated. He only listened to me all morning and then went to the mahjong parlor to play in the afternoon.

It was still the same now. He had long forgotten how panicked he had just finished beating someone.

Completely forgetting that I almost ruined my future, I thought that the great opportunity I just had was gone.

Now he is beaming, looking at the rising sales and hugging his new girlfriend.

The banquet should be ten times more beautiful and a bit bigger.

He is very proud now, "I was so angry at that time that I punched him, and guess what? The sales of the album were even stronger, hahaha."

He had his arms around his new girlfriend, flanked by a group of friends.

These friends used to have a normal relationship, but now they have a very close relationship. They all have a brother, and they are afraid that they won't play with him.

It’s great to have money, but the benefits of having money are unimaginable.

"Those two should be beaten."

"If you don't get a beating, you won't remember it."

"Brother Xiang is mighty, so powerful. Only with true temperament can he be popular. You should be popular."

The last person to speak was Li Jiqian's colleague.

Li Ji stretched out a finger and pointed at him like a dog, "What did you call me?"

The man stammered, not knowing why he said the wrong thing.

"Xiang, Brother Xiang."

"I am Li Ji now. This is my stage name. You all call me my stage name and my real name. Are you qualified?" Li Ji cursed.

Everyone immediately didn't dare to speak, and there was only silence.

Li Ji was very angry. These people were really blind.

He didn't particularly like the name Li Ji, but Xiang Chi represented a period of his life that he couldn't bear to look back on.

A life he wanted to forget quickly.

"Li, Brother Li."

Everyone shouted softly.

Li Ji was then satisfied.

"Brother Li, when will your new song be released? What's the next step?" Someone wanted to change the topic.

Li Ji shook his head, "I don't know."

He really didn't know anything, it was all decided by Yu Xianchao.

However, when I think of Yu Xianchao, I think of Yu Xianchao taking the big head and him taking the small head.

He was a little angry again.

The scar healed and the pain was forgotten, this was his nature. At this moment, he completely forgot how grateful he was to Yu Xianchao in the first place.

It was obviously my own decision to beat up those two people, and then the album sales were even better.

Didn't I take any credit for this?
There must be, why do I still have a small head?

He currently has no qualifications to negotiate with Yu Xianchao, but the thorn in his heart has grown again.

You must find a way to give yourself more say.

Moreover, he has a grand blueprint in mind, which is to become a superstar.

In his eyes, Mai Zishan is not a superstar. What is a superstar?

Those who have been popular for many years, such as Zhang Xueyou and Liu Dehua, only have to be at the level of a king.

(End of this chapter)