Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 93 Endless
Finally, at the Salt Industry Club, the first live performer who was as good as Mai Zishan appeared.

After singing, Zhang Tianhai's face turned rosy. After teaching for many years, he had forgotten what it was like to sing live.

At this moment, I feel young again.

Countless people praised him.

While praising him, he also stepped on Ji Zhonghe.

"Both are old men, but one sells black-hearted wine, priced at 580 a bottle."

"But, another old man can actually sing an elopement that is no less than Mai Zishan's version!"

A group of people were discussing "quietly".

Ji Zhonghe stood aside, his face turned dark, and he silently put away the QR code in his hand.

Zhang Tianhai was cheerful and enjoying the atmosphere here.

At the same time, Mai Zishan was restless in a program.

"Beyond Singing".

The program is similar to a roundtable in the entertainment industry. Recently popular artists sit together and chat about recent events and the next step in career development.

Audiences love to watch such programs, as they feel like they are peeking into the lives of celebrities.

Most of them are singers, and a few actors and directors also participate in the show.

Originally, Mai Zishan was able to blend in and occasionally catch the topic.

After all, this is the task assigned to him by Lin Xinyue, and he must maintain exposure.

But Chen Kun sent him a video of an old man with gray hair singing about elopement!
Mai Zishan carried the recording site behind his back and secretly played a short section on his mobile phone.

Just know it! This is a master!

He has been looking for such a master!

The development of the Salt Industry Club has actually fallen into a bottleneck.

As Ji Zhonghe said at the beginning, he had to hire a band of similar style to fill his "spare time."

Mai Zishan can only sing live for an hour a day at most. If he sings more, his voice will be ruined.

Even so, my throat can hardly bear it.

But the fans want to hear it all day long.

Not to mention fans from other places, there are 10,000 private messages every day asking Mai Zishan to come to his door.

He doesn't have that much energy, not to mention there are many shows to participate in and albums to record.

But he was never willing to give up the salt industry. It was an excellent venue for rock music singing.

Moreover, Salt has great potential to be developed into a music festival.

However, he is the only one who can sing now.

Others, the response was not good enough.

Including Chen Kun, Chen Kun is really good at singing pop music. The song "The Trouble Caused by the Moon" has now attracted him 300,000 fans.

But his singing of rock music is really not good enough.

The uncle in the video gave him hope.

Where does this magical uncle come from?
His temperament hangs him and he beats Ji Zhonghe!
Thoughts were flying in Mai Zishan's head, but it was a pity that he couldn't leave now.

"Mai Zishan, do you usually cook for yourself?"

The host of the show asked, "The questions in this show are quite boring, and the purpose is to peek into life."

Mai Zishan shook his head, "We all eat takeout, so we don't have much time."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" The person sitting opposite him is Gu Hua, a trainee who started his career and is currently a pretty popular artist. He has two careers: actor and singer.

For some reason, Yu Jing's face flashed across his mind.

Then he shook his head.

"I think it may have something to do with your singing style. You probably have very few female fans, right?" Gu Hua said.

Mai Zishan was stunned.

It seems really...

It seems that there are only one tenth, or even less, of the girls in the salt industry.

Maybe he was forced to come over by the people around him.

The host of the program, a sort of androgynous person like Jiang Junsheng, laughed.

"What is the main purpose of the salt industry that I open? Does it make money?"

Mai Zishan did some calculations in his mind, "It's similar to a theme bar, but a little different. It's free to go and make money mainly from drinks. You can also make a lot of money."

"What's the specific number? Anyway, I know that you can earn nearly ten million just by looking at Shanhai." The host asked.

"It's possible to earn over a hundred thousand a month," Mai Zishan said.

His current savings are really quite large, and just like his reputation points, they are all at zero.

"No wonder, many people and companies are now starting to get involved in rock music. What do you think of them?" the host asked.

Mai Zishan glanced sideways at the host.

It seems that any program is bound to cause controversy.

Lin Xinyue warned him to answer appropriately.

After filtering out several ** versions in his mind, he was just about to speak.

"I think it's a bit choking."

Rong Shasha, who was sitting in the C seat of the show, answered first.

"The backup singers in my uncle's bar know more about rock and roll than they do."

Rong Shasha wore casual wide-leg pants, an off-shoulder T-shirt on her upper body, and a new wave hairstyle that just covered her shoulders. She looked like the sister next door.

Mai Zi smiled kindly and came up with his mouth.

So he crossed his arms and leaned back on the chair.

"A backup singer in your uncle's bar?" the host pretended to be curious.

"Yes, rock music used to be a completely minor genre, and the way to make money was to sing in bars."

"But even they are better than the bunch of people who want to get into rock music now." Rong Shasha raised her chin and spoke, very confident in her own judgment.

"I've encountered people like this before, and they all had a miserable time," Mai Zishan said.

The mess was not ordinary, and Huaxia didn't even bother to lie to their songs. "As for those who are about to enter the rock industry recently, for example, it cannot be said that they don't understand it at all. If the national football team knows more about football, they should know more about rock." Mai Zishan made a vivid metaphor.

The host gave a thumbs up, this metaphor is cruel enough.

"What's your next plan?" Rong Shasha asked instead of the host.

Mai Zishan said: "My next step is to expand the salt industry and turn it into a music festival. I also want to open a few in other places."

"I think you can definitely make it!" Rong Shasha encouraged, she seemed to be very passionate about rock and roll.

……

"Wheat can never be good!" After the program was broadcast, countless colleagues and friends were angry.

"Comparing us with the national football team? What a shame! What a shame!"

"I have never been insulted in this way in my life! It's so insulting!"

"How dare he!"

All colleagues felt insulted.

And it is a great shame!
However, the object of their anger automatically ignored Rong Shasha.

Because if we say Mai Zishan's upward momentum is like a rocket.

Then Rong Shasha is a light speed ship.

Therefore, their anger was still focused on Mai Zishan.

As soon as the show was broadcast, it was equivalent to stimulating the catfish effect, and various agencies and artists were preparing to enter the rock market.

They once again accelerated their pace and vowed to make first-class rock music!
……

On the national highway, Li Qing finally found a place with good signal. He turned on his mobile phone and watched the program that Mai Zishan was participating in.

Watching it with gusto.

I wasn't fully prepared when I arrived, so I should have changed to a mobile card first.

But even though it was intermittent, he still finished watching Mai Zishan's program.

He pays close attention to every move Mai Zishan makes.

After watching the program, he turned off his mobile phone and looked at the distant horizon. The endless blue sky and white clouds complemented each other. His eyes flew forward fifty-eight thousand miles and could not stop.

Since I set foot on this road, all the pressure has been thrown away.

How do you describe this feeling?

Like...

Live the feeling of the second life!
……

Caizhou Hotel.

If it weren't for Mai Zishan's song, I would be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Sooner or later Jin Dagu will have to stop eating.

Because the hotel business is so booming!

In the past, her ex-wife was in charge of everything, doing everything, often reluctant to turn on the air conditioner or heating.

His ex-wife would scold him if he put more food in his food.

There is also no service attitude. When guests come to eat, they sometimes leave a mark.

The fact that he has been able to cook for so long is really due to his excellent cooking skills.

But after the divorce, Jin Dagu decided to improve the service quality with a wave of his hand.

Not to mention how good the business is now, except for the kitchen, it’s all about people!
There was no place to sit, so people were standing and eating with their plates in hand!
The money he earned in one day was comparable to what he earned in the previous week. He was too busy and was ready to hire someone.

We should also consider purchasing the shop next door.

When he had time, he took out his mobile phone, opened Douyin, and sent a message to Mai Zishan.

"Brother Mai, please release new songs. I listen to them on a loop every day. To be honest, your songs are not enough!"

After serving, I went to cook.

He didn't expect Mai Zishan to return his favor.

Mai Zishan now has three to four million fans.

How could I possibly notice his news?

He came to the stove and fried twice-cooked pork.

After serving it to the guest, pick up your phone and take a look.

Mai Zishan actually responded to his message!

"Brother, don't worry, there will be a new song soon!"

Jin Dagu continued to ask more questions.

“Can you open that salt industry in front of my house?”

Mai Zishan: "...Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

……

Mai Zishan once again exchanged all the music library.

"Broad Sea and Sky"

"Goodbye Jack"

"Sunflower"

He picked up his chopsticks and opened the takeaway in front of him.

But in the end, I didn’t eat a bite.

At this moment, my heart is racing.

There are too many people waiting for him.

Too many songs gave him constant faith.

This feeling is like mountains and rivers, endless.

　In fact, I wrote about 6,000 words every day, but they were all deleted in the end.

　　I am pondering over every word. My mentality now is completely different from before it was put on the shelves. This is my first time on the shelves. You have to pay for each chapter to read it. I worry every moment that what I write is not worthy of everyone. This mentality caused me to keep getting stuck and deleting posts.

　　I say this because I hope everyone will give me some patience and I will adjust myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)