Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 161 It will be popular

Ten thousand people can sing the same song in ten thousand ways, each with its own style.

Just like Zhang Tianhai's elopement, compared to Mai Zishan's, it has more of a sunset red flavor.

At this time, the two people on the stage had a sense of explosion after being depressed and frustrated.

Just like the lyrics say, people without ideals are not sad.

They have ideals and are sad.

……

Fu Guangxian was sitting in the judges' seat below the award podium. The entire awards hall was very grand, with posters of various stars everywhere he could see, matching the banners of the Golden Melody Awards.

The host's platform above covers hundreds of square meters, and there are many electronic screens embedded in it, which can be used for special effects.

But Fu Guangxian was restless at this moment.

Fu Guangyu sat safely at the judges' table.

Countless photographers took pictures in this star-studded venue.

Next to him is another judge, Cui Ziqian, a big boss in the film soundtrack industry.

Li Ji was like a loser next to him, and he couldn't even talk to the other judges.

It was originally an ordinary meeting. As a judge, I met with the nominated singers and asked reporters to ask a few questions to build momentum for the award.

At this moment, he was on the stage, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many years had passed.

People who have just become famous always want a backer in the industry, and many singers are like this.

"Teacher Fu, is it hot? If it's hot..."

But fortunately, the awards ceremony is about to begin.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and both knew why Li Ji was like this.

He was in a trance. During those days when he was singing, he looked like the people in the audience.

"Teacher Fu, drink water." Li Ji handed him a bottle.

It stuck to him like a bullshit plaster.

But after this meeting, Li Ji.

Fu Guangxian didn't even know how to answer.

However, Li Ji is a very rough one among them.

Am I familiar with you?

"Teacher Fu, are you hungry? My assistant brought food."

Under the scheduling of the program staff, everyone has their own place.

Fu Guangxian leaned against the judges' bench, looking at the busy staff in the audience and guiding the brightly dressed celebrities to their seats.

In a few hours, the annual Golden Melody Awards will begin.

When Fu Guangxian saw Li Ji, he seemed to be restless and kept talking to the people around him.

But after a while, a man with long hair and a determined face sat next to Li Ji.

Probably his agent.

Li Ji became quiet instantly and remained motionless.

Fu Guangxian looked at this scene and found it quite interesting. It seemed that Li Ji had no say in his own company and was a manipulable character.

No wonder Li Ji is so anxious.

He has been in the music industry for many years, and when faced with the song Genghis Khan, he can tell with just one glance that the producer behind this imitation song is awesome. The singer only provides the voice and no other skills.

But obviously, Li Ji, who was motionless at the moment, didn't think so.

In his heart, he kept cursing.

Damn, damn! I'm going to win the prize tonight!
I'm going to win the prize tonight! Let everyone see what I can do!

……

Wendi Ying and Chang Jiayang's hands were almost trembling at the end of the song.

After the two of them finished singing, they squatted in the backyard, looked up at each other, smiled, and then patted themselves on the head.

A week ago I was still counting on selling two bottles of wine a day and earning 80 from singing. How long can I hold on if I can earn 280 yuan a day?

But now, these don't seem to be important anymore.

Ji Zhonghe came over at some point, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Try it, this is the real Suntory."

The amber wine bottle has no gorgeous tinfoil packaging, only a heavy metal cap.

After opening, the aroma overflows.

Take a sip, and the bubbly aroma will bloom in your mouth, overflowing with sweetness.

It's really different. "Don't worry, you can sing very well." Ji Zhonghe encouraged.

Mai Zishan sat on a small bench in the backyard, holding a pen and an A4 paper in his hand, writing and drawing on it.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a music score.

The backyard fell into silence for a while.

Ji Zhonghe wanted to talk to Mai Zishan several times, but he just drew the music score very carefully.

Customers from the salt industry came and went, and the sun rushed towards the horizon little by little.

Mai Zishan finished his score, put his pen in his pocket, and called Wang Ye.

"Hey, where are you? There's a new song that needs to be arranged. I'm at Salt Industry. I'll bring some more beef and mutton by the way."

Wang Ye got excited when he heard the new song, "It'll be there in a minute!"

In the backyard, everyone was staring at the A4 paper in Mai Zishan's hand.

Is that the new song?

Mai Zishan shook the paper in his hand, stood up and stretched.

He walked to Wendi Ying and Chang Jiayang and handed them over.

The two looked at it hungrily.

"In the spring".

Immediately, I was drawn to the lyrics and chords.

Xu Hao walked into the backyard while making a phone call.

"There's nothing I can do about it. I just decided on the theme and haven't taken a minute of filming yet. And I sprained my foot recently, so that's all I can do."

He talked for a while, hung up the phone, and said helplessly to Mai Zishan: "It was the person in charge of the platform just now, and he allowed us to wait for a week."

"Next we have to prepare well. With enough time, we must plan for a better visual experience."

Mai Zishan calculated the date and said, "Halfway through the week, that is to say, we have ten days."

"Yes, for ten days, I have a classmate working at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television in Yanjing to see if we can coordinate a way for us to film. As you can tell, it doesn't matter if the cost is high."

Mai Zishan said it casually, but now he couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Then, you two." Xu Hao walked up to the two of them.

Wendi Ying and Chang Jiayang raised their heads and were temporarily separated from the world of music scores.

"You two, please introduce yourselves, experiences, and thoughts to me."

"Everything, life's twists and turns, the unexpected journey."

"Tell me all the stories."

Wendi Ying licked her chapped lips, and he had a premonition.

An illusion that life is about to change.

Along with the slowly setting sun, the salt industry guests were noisy and joyful.

Halfway through, a new life seems to have begun.

"Why are you so dazed?" Xu Hao brought the two of them back with one sentence.

Chang Jiayang hesitated and said: "I don't know what to say."

Ji Zhonghe was next to the two of them and knew that the boy was nervous again, so he slapped him on the back of the head.

Snap, it’s quite crispy.

This slap seemed to stir up Chang Jiayang.

"Three years ago, I just graduated from college and found a job in Ansheng Plaza near the school. When I got off work in the evening, I was sitting on a public chair. Someone came to me and said: 'Support college students to start their own businesses, little white shoes. It's a sacred instrument. Just wipe it and it will be clean. Brother, I'll wipe it for you.'"

"Then I told him: 'You can't do this. The opening remarks should be accompanied by the action of shining shoes. After you wipe them, you should wipe them immediately. This will make it easier to close the deal.'"

"He said: 'Brother, how do you know this? Have you done this before?'"

"Then I must have done it before, otherwise I wouldn't be able to point out his mistakes."

"Then we kept chatting, and he asked me what I was doing, and I said I was a clerk in a piano store."

"Then I secretly led him into the store where I worked. That night, I talked and sang happily. No one had listened to me singing for a long time. He said that I would definitely become popular in the future."

"I was so happy at the time. No one ever said that I would be popular. Not my dad or my mom. They would secretly sell my guitar and tell me to find a stable job."

"None of my family members said that, nor did any of my friends. My high school teacher advised me to accept it."

"That's the only person I met who said I could be popular."

"I kept insisting on that sentence. Later, I met him again, in a small restaurant a year later."

"I happily went over to say hello, but he didn't recognize me."

"He doesn't remember me at all."

(End of this chapter)