Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 99 Fried dough sticks and pickled mustard
[Good Night Da Da Da’s live broadcast room]

"Why does this singer look familiar to me?"

"You are not alone. You look familiar to me."

"This song is very nice. Is this the campus of Yangyin University? Are there treasures within two steps?"

"This is the singer of Blue Lotus! Go and see! It's him!"

【The live broadcast room of tomorrow's star】

"Good guy, I must take the Yangyin exam next year. The teachers at Yangyin are so good. You see, this piano player is much better than my cram school teacher."

"The man upstairs, is there a possibility that he is not Yangyin's teacher?"

"Good guy, I asked you why the salt industry has not opened its doors for the past two days. It has been doing this for a long time! You have gone to Yanjing! Come back!"

"Isn't that right? You can also sing love songs? They're pretty good."

Many Yangyin students have opened their own live broadcast rooms.

The number of people online is much higher than usual, but at this moment, their eyes are all on Mai Zishan.

"Know that sadness is inevitable

At every awakening time

Some things you don’t need to ask now
There are some people you never have to wait for~”

All the milk tea shops took the initiative to stop their speakers, and the only sound on campus was Mai Zishan's singing.

echoed.

People who came all the way from the music hall were most unexpected.

They were expecting rock music, but what followed them all the way was a love song?
But it sounds so good!
The student who accompanied Mai Zishan was not breathing enough, but he was holding back his flushed face for fear of not being able to keep up with the rhythm.

This is his highlight moment, and he has to work hard to do it well.

And Mai Zishan is so affectionate when he sings. This song, after so many years, once again blooms with vitality!
This time, he didn't have to pretend to be hoarse like when he was young.

It’s not like when I was young, all I wanted to do was press the audience’s heads there and make them cry and praise me.

Unlike when I was young, I wanted to have orgasms everywhere.

This time, it was just like water flowing gently, like white clouds rolling.

Sing quietly.

Ended.

Quiet.

Silence seems to have sound.

The fragrance of sweet potatoes spreads.

Emotions are also spreading.

At this moment, it's like waking up from a dream.

The blushing student put down his saxophone and finally got a moment of respite.

The applause rang out and lasted for a long time.

But at this moment, Mai Zishan is just disappointed.

In a daze, he understood why the song was not popular in the first place.

He tried his best to create it. Those were his green years.

Those were the years when he devoted all his efforts, but he was also self-admiring and extremely narcissistic.

When someone wants recognition, sing a song in a vigorous way.

The ending must be tragic.

Today, he understands.

It was too late to understand, but it was just right.

……

Liu Jiahai asked the others to go back first, and they dispersed without saying much.

Only Lu He followed him closely.

They are still at the Mingyue Music Hall, and after Mai Zishan, they are songs in the Japanese style of mourning.

He couldn't appreciate it anyway.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting on the seats outside.

"Can I order a cup of coffee? Do you want to drink it?"

Lu He was stunned, "I won't be able to sleep at night if I drink coffee at this hour."

"It's okay, I'm not going to sleep either." Liu Jiahai's tone was a little strange.

He called the waiter, "Two cups of black coffee, I don't add sugar."

"Two cups, both without sugar." Lu He added.

The waiter nodded and trotted away.

Liu Jiahai took out a small notebook, and the sweat marks from his fingers were still on it.

"Please help me recall the lyrics, each sentence."

Lu He took out his mobile phone and said, "I actually recorded it."

Liu Jiahai was stunned.

Good guy, I was stupid.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You've recorded the sound. You can put it back first and look at it later."

Lu He could tell that something was not right with Liu Jiahai.

"It's not that I can't. I think I can write it. Of course I have the ability. It's just that I'm thinking about another question."

After a while, Liu Jiahai said.

Lu He: "What's the problem?"

Liu Jiahai took a deep breath, "What was I doing before? What was I writing?"

"Why didn't I consider this direction of songs and lyrics before? I just followed the market trend closely."

"Moreover, listening to it live and on a mobile phone is a completely different feeling." Lu He nodded: "I also feel that the live feeling will be contagious, just like watching a movie. Watching it on the computer, there is not a whole People in the movie theater accompany me and share the passion."

"So, I was thinking, what was I doing before? Such words are not difficult. What is difficult is going against the market and following your own heart." Liu Jiahai picked up the black coffee just delivered by the waiter and took a sip.

Lu He said nothing.

"In my original idea, this was a question of words. If you make rock music with lyrics, you should be able to make good rock music. But now, I feel that the problem is more than that. It is an attitude problem, a... "

Liu Jiahai frowned.

"It's a question of respect and how to bring about resonance. I can't say it. It's very complicated. Just listen to it." Liu Jiahai closed his mouth.

Lu He didn't know what to say, so he had to take a sip of coffee.

The bitter taste goes straight to the head, and the tongue is howling.

"I'll give it a try. If I can write something good, then write it. If I can't write it, or the team management is not good, I think I might have to resign."

Lu He panicked, "Resign?"

He was really panicked. He finally met such a good supervisor. If he resigned, wouldn't he be doomed?
Liu Jiahai noticed Lu He's panic.

Asked, "Were you pushed aside so you were transferred to the rock department?"

Lu He nodded awkwardly.

"I felt something was wrong when I saw the group of people transferred here today. Obviously, there are various conflicts of interest within the company. You are the only one who is good in this group of people, and the others are all Yehuchan who don't know where they came from."

"If I resign, I will introduce you to a good job, so you don't have to worry."

Lu He looked at him gratefully and nodded heavily.

Liu Jiahai smiled helplessly again, picked up the coffee, and continued to enjoy the bitter taste.

……

On the second day, Zhang Tianhai's class was packed with people.

And he himself pretends to be profound.

In fact, I was secretly happy.

Finally, at the moment of retirement, the highlight of the teaching career came.

This is really sad.

The students have now seen through it all, Zhang Tianhai is the real god!

He can teach students like Rong Shasha and is also friends with Mai Zishan.

Such a teacher must come to listen to his class.

As for Yu Qing, he was completely left out.

At this moment, Yu Qing is hiding in his office.

Last night, it wasn't like he didn't hear Mai Zishan singing "Dream in the Night" on campus.

He heard everything clearly in the office, and even ran down to see who sang so well...

Then I saw Mai Zishan...

He no longer knows how to teach, but now there are no students listening to his classes, which is good.

……

"Annual party?"

Lin Xinyue received a new announcement.

The online version of the Spring Festival Gala jointly organized by multiple online platforms invited Mai Zishan to sing.

The momentum of the online Spring Festival Gala is getting better and better, and the number of viewers will exceed billions.

Moreover, unlike the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, the online Spring Festival Gala mainly focuses on songs and traffic niches, and the audience is young people.

"Okay, I'll go and communicate." Lin Xinyue made a promise to the other side of the phone.

This is indeed a good stage with ample exposure.

One is worth ten.

Moreover, Mai Zishan’s new album is ready to be released on the first day of the new year.

The album includes all the songs Mai Zishan released on Douyin, including those sung on the Starlight Night stage.

In fact, this is not very good, because you can hear it by turning on Douyin, and you can also see it by turning on the Starlight Night Variety Show.

When there are already channels for viewing, the audience’s willingness to pay twice is generally not too high.

If we can use the online Spring Festival Gala as a platform to gain huge exposure, it will naturally help the new album.

Lin Xinyue immediately dialed Mai Zishan's number.

The call was answered: "Hey, are you awake?"

Mai Zishan said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean you woke up? I got up at half past six and ran five kilometers."

Lin Xinyue was originally joking, because since Mai Zishan started rock music, he has indeed slept later and later.

"I'm just kidding, I have good news for you. Douyin is teaming up with other media platforms to organize an online Spring Festival Gala and invites you to go."

"Not bad, I watched it last year."

“It definitely helps with your new album the next day.”

"Yes, then I'll trouble Sister Lin."

"What's the point? As an agent, I have only one mission, to help you become popular, to help you become popular."

Lin Xinyue doesn't care at all now about being called sister.

Mai Zishan hung up the phone and continued to eat fried dough sticks.

He did get up at half past six and ran five kilometers.

But, it’s for this fried dough sticks.

This makes sense.

Paired with the salty pickled mustard and a sip of bean foam, you are really addicted.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going in the small breakfast shop. Outside the door, students are riding bicycles to school with schoolbags on their backs, office workers are carrying briefcases, and some people are running in the morning with sports headphones on.

Mai Zishan lowered his head, took a bite of fried dough sticks, ate pickles, and drank a sip of bean foam.

(End of this chapter)