Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 80

Five seconds passed.

Wan Jun forwarded a link.

[Is rock music coming back from the ashes? Loud voice does not mean "spiritual"]

Author: Fu Guangyu.

Lin Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then turned around to prevent Mai Zishan from seeing her abnormality.

She opened the link. This was an article from the musician's official public account.

There are four to five thousand words in it, telling the ins and outs of rock and roll, past and present life.

It also combines other music genres, focusing on criticizing the rock spirit as a false proposition.

Then, at the end of the article, Mai Zishan is mentioned again and again.

"Mai Zishan is a rock singer who has created a lot of music in recent years. After analyzing the characteristics of his songs and his creative techniques, I found that the so-called 'rock' currently fits perfectly with what I call 'loud music'.

The characteristic of loud music is that it likes to package itself with "spirit". In fact, the only characteristic is that the sound is loud. It uses loudness to cover up the emptiness, uses loudness to cover up the lack of the core, and uses loudness to attract the audience who need to vent.

The same example is rap and DJ. These music forms that lack a deep core like to package themselves. For example, rap emphasizes peace and love. The more it emphasizes something, the more it lacks something.

The same goes for rock. The author has come into contact with many rock musicians, and without exception, they like to package themselves with the spirit of rock.

This just proves the lack of real core.

Unlike other music that truly expresses personal emotions and deep appeals, rock music uses strong bass sounds and fierce drums to create an intoxicating singing atmosphere. This just illustrates the lack of core of rock music.

Because the real core is missing, it needs to be covered up.

For rock, I choose to cover it up with 'loud'. "

"Music with a core never uses a noticeable way, but always flows into the heart like a spring and snow."

"It can be seen that the 'loud music' emphasized by the author in this article completely conflicts with the essence of music that has a 'core'. Is rock music resurrecting? Difficult!"

After Lin Xinyue read it, she became angry.

"Mai Zishan, where is the toilet? I'm going to go there." Lin Xinyue actually wanted to make a phone call, but she didn't want Mai Zishan to notice anything unusual.

"Oh, yes! Toilet, we need to build a toilet. We all go outside to solve it now. Yesterday, several girls couldn't hold it in anymore. Thanks to you for reminding me, I forgot the toilet again!" Mai Zishan took a photo Pat on the head.

Lin Xinyue: "..."

Mai Zishan: "For the time being, you can go to the backyard lawn to solve it."

"..."

Lin Xinyue walked out with a dark look on her face.

After walking twenty or thirty meters, she dialed Wan Jun's number.

"How did we, Mai Zishan, offend your editor?"

"Isn't it just a broken appointment? I have apologized many times, and you have also been blacklisted. Why are you still refusing to forgive me?"

Wan Jun's voice became an octave weaker: "So you know you were added to the blacklist..."

"Nonsense! My intuition! Tell me, why did we, Mai Zishan, offend your editor-in-chief?"

Wan Jun said with a sad face: "I really don't know."

Lin Xinyue took a few deep breaths and suddenly remembered some clues.

When I saw this article with a strong thesis style, I knew that it was definitely not written by Fu Guangyu.

She immediately asked Wan Jun: "Who wrote this article?"

Wan Jun: "It has the author's name on it. Our editor-in-chief. This matter has nothing to do with me. I really don't know." "It's not like I've never seen your editor-in-chief? His article style has always been about feelings, and you gave This article I posted totally smells like an essay!"

Wan Jun: "Ah? How do you know so much?"

"Nonsense! So I earn 100,000 a month, and you earn 10,000 a month!"

Wan Jun: "...I don't know, this article is signed by our editor-in-chief."

Wan Jun was very surprised on the other side. He didn't know why Lin Xinyue's focus was so novel.

Lin Xinyue: "In short, this article cannot be written by you."

Wan Jun remained silent, thinking to himself, just do whatever you say.

"And why are you musicians so unprofessional? Don't you claim to be the most professional review magazine in the country?"

Wan Jun continued to remain silent.

He is just an editor, how can he take such a big blame?

"Make an appointment with your editor-in-chief. I will ask him personally how I offended him!" Lin Xinyue said angrily.

Wanjun is complaining endlessly, and it is really impossible to offend both sides.

On one side is Sister Lin, an agent who has been working with her for a long time and has a lot of resources.

On one side is his immediate boss.

"Sister Lin, please calm down first. You met our editor-in-chief at the annual meeting before and added your contact information. Have you forgotten?"

Lin Xinyue was stunned, as if something like this was happening.

It seems that there is no need for this tens of thousands of troops.

Lin Xinyue hung up the phone directly.

Wan Jun: "..."

She rummaged through her address book and finally found it.

However, she really felt like peeing at this moment.

There was no way she could solve it right here.

Lin Xinyue adjusted her breathing, returned to her expressionless look, and walked back into the factory.

Several people are chatting in the heat.

"I said the toilet has to be squatted in a pit."

"No, no, the toilet is better."

"Didn't this factory originally have toilets? Or was it filled up so we can't see it?"