Chapter 16 I just learned grappling
"Give me some." Mai Zishan looked at Yang Di and said.

"Let's do this. I understand your situation. When you are middle-aged, you just need a sense of stability. I understand. I will go to the company boss to apply now. Rules are dead and people are alive." Yang Di's words are true. Very happy.

"Long live understanding." Mai Zishan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, as far as his current job is concerned, his monthly salary is 25,000 yuan, and he has been working for seven or eight years.

If Hearing China wanted to fire him, the cost would be nearly 1 yuan based on N+, which is a lot of money.

Mai Zishan was unwilling to give up the money until he completely became a singer with a monthly income of one million.

Even though the songs provided by the system are all so good, I don’t want to skip them.

But Mai Zishan thought that his creations were so good that he didn’t want them when he woke up. As a result, they died after being put into the market.

The market is a metaphysics that cannot be explained clearly.

Whether it can be a fire or not is a matter of destiny.

Chen Kun has been squatting in the square for many years, and several songs together sold for less than 2,000 yuan.

The little girl with dreadlocks is free to engage in rapping, and is popular and drinks spicy food.

Zeng Kesi, who is in debt, can now hire dozens of security guards.

The same people and the same experiences are countless.

Yang Di sat opposite Mai Zishan and dialed the phone.

A beeping sound came.

"Hey, Lao Liu, let me tell you something."

The waiter brought two plates of croissants.

"Aren't I here in Quancheng? I'm filming the story of Zeng Kesi before he became famous. Let me tell you, I found a very amazing potential sect."

As Yang Di spoke, he winked at Mai Zishan.

"Don't believe me. The potential is huge. Do you believe my vision?"

The word 'letter' came from the other side of the phone.

"But there is a little problem. He is about the same age as me. Unlike the young people signed by our company, middle-aged people generally have the highest risk awareness. Therefore, he hopes that our company can give him monthly bonuses. salary, and he also has a mortgage.”

Yang Di said it in great detail.

"Hello? Old Liu, are you listening?"

After a while, the person on the other side of the phone spoke.

"Our training of new people is an investment, and we are spending money on it. Why do we still need wages?"

Mai Zishan's heart felt cold for a moment.

But Yang Di reached out to him, seemingly to reassure him.

"I'm telling you, you haven't listened to the songs he wrote, they are absolutely worth it!" Yang Di tried his best to persuade.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"Well, the company's shareholders' meeting itself is studying a new system, which is the incentive system for song chart rankings. If he can rank on Douyin's annual music chart, then we will do as you say."

"Aren't you kidding? Let's not mention that he is a newcomer with no exposure. It's the end of the year and the beginning of December! Even if the gods are here, they won't be able to break into the top ten in a month!" Yang Di was a little bit Angry, he felt like this was just for fun?

"Of course it's not the annual music list! Liu Tianwang can't reach the top even after releasing a new song for a month. I'm talking about a small list. There are two new ones recently released, the annual newcomer list and the annual potential list."

"That's it." Yang Di suddenly realized. He quickly turned on his phone and found these two new lists.

Mai Zishan also opened his mobile phone on the side and found these two new lists in the corners of the platform interface.

"I'll discuss it with him and I'll get back to you later." After Yang Di finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He looked at Mai Zishan, "What do you think?"

Mai Zishan thought about it and realized that this was indeed a good compromise.

He was given a certain buffer period. There was no need to resign now, as it would not cause a break in his cash flow.

At the same time, it can also verify how far his songs can go in the market.

"I think it's good." Mai Zishan replied.

"That's it!" Yang Di slapped his thigh suddenly, looking very happy. "I think there's a lot of hope. I've looked at that list, and my initial observation is that it's all small agencies praising their incompetent and stupid sons. With your songs, I think you will definitely succeed," Yang Di said.

"Thank you for your approval." Mai Zishan responded politely.

But his eyes were glued to the annual music charts on his phone.

Looking at the various singers and works above, the top few are all well-known stars, such as Deng Zi and Zhang Xueliang.

After that, there will be a new generation of singers with outstanding abilities.

"I Will Wait" by Cheng Heng and "Dislocated Time and Space" by Ai Chen.

Etc., etc.

Zeng Kesi and her high mountain are competing with another singer named Lu Chang. Maybe the tenth place was still Zeng Kesi one second ago, but after refreshing the interface, she becomes Lu Chang.

It would be great if it was on this list.

Is there any hope? Mai Zishan couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

"About your songs and your style, I think we can discuss it." Yang Di said after finishing his coffee.

"Your song has this style that I have never seen before. The two songs feel completely different, but they are similar. Maybe I don't know enough about the music genre. What type is it?" Yang Di asked curiously .

"Rock." Mai Zishan replied with two words.

"??Rock? Did you invent it yourself? I've never heard of it."

"I didn't invent it," Mai Zishan explained. "There used to be a band in the UK called The Beatles, or The Beatles, but they disbanded after one year, but what they represented was rock music."

"So niche?" Yang Di was a little surprised. Niche music genres are both good news and bad news.

"I always feel that if the Beatles had not disbanded, rock music would be different, and today's music scene would be different."

This is Mai Zishan's true feeling. Since receiving his system, he has consulted the Beatles' works and information in detail.

It always feels like a potentially brilliant music genre has been ruined by the butterfly effect.

Yang Di nodded thoughtfully, "I will look up the Beatles' information when I get back."

The two of them were relatively speechless, recalling the fireworks in their minds and the fact that there was more to life than just what was in front of them.

At this moment, the sound of high heels came into the cafe.

It was the aggressive Zeng Kesi.

The red belt on her body was untied, and the leather trench coat resembled a cape as she walked.

Exquisite face, white and tender skin, just perfect apple muscles.

Everything is perfect, but I am very angry at the moment.

Zeng Kesi saw Yang Di and Mai Zishan at a glance. Her mouth was in a completely downward arc.

Da da da.

Zeng Kesi walked to the table for two people.

"The filming is over."

He sounded like he had just defused a bomb by himself and asked his teammates why you were all three kilometers away.

Yang Di groaned inwardly. It seemed that he had offended Zeng Kesi this time.

In any case, Zeng Kesi is a singer with great potential, and he must be taken seriously.

Yang Di put on a smile and said, "It's done. It's done. Let's go to the next venue."

Zeng Kesi glared at Yang Di.

Then she looked at Mai Zishan, who was sipping coffee and pretending not to be around.

The red lips spit out four words: "Fat and old!"

Maizi was so angry that he wanted to tackle her directly.

Can I bear this anger?
 Rock and ballads are from the same family, with the same roots

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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