I'm a Super Cop

In the cabin, Gu Chen also learned the inside story of music album production from Gao Mingyang.

It feels like this is actually a money burning thing.

I used to listen to songs on major music platforms, but I didn't understand the process behind the songs at all.

As for those songs like ranking, Gu Chen is more and more confused. He doesn't know whether there is a problem with his taste or whether he is hooked with the taste of the music platform.

The authority of the list seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

As a newcomer like Gao Mingyang, even if he loses hundreds of thousands, making a music album is doomed to sink into the sea without subsequent publicity investment.

Especially in the current environment, the definition of album is more diversified. Many singers no longer release physical records, but directly sell digital albums online.

This form saves a lot of money compared with the previous entities, but it is more and more serious to spend money on ranking.

Without the support of the gold owner, many high-quality songs will continue to be withdrawn from the list. Therefore, the works of Ba screen often have the investment of publicity and distribution.

Seeing Gu Chen making a fuss here, Gao Mingyang also said with a smile: "now everyone has no strict requirements for the tracks of the album."

"In the past, singers issued an album with at least 10 tracks or more."

"Today's Singers love to make EP of two or three songs, or mini albums of six or seven songs, which can be generalized into albums."

"There is also the quality of the album. For a high-quality album, the production process needs to determine the theme concept in the early stage, collect songs, record, post production, release, and shoot MV."

With a faint sigh, Gao Mingyang was also a little depressed and said, "of course, if you are an original singer, you can save the link of collecting songs."

"Now everyone is more concerned about the overall concept of an album. Just like a patchwork record, you won't buy it."

"So in view of these complex reasons, the cost of a studio album is not so easy to estimate."

"If the whole process is used as a way to save money, I think hundreds of thousands can be done."

"If you seriously build an exquisite record, there is no upper limit on the cost. There are also albums with a cost of millions and tens of millions."

Seeing that Gu Chen had been staring at himself, Gao Mingyang was confused and hurriedly asked Gu Chen, "I've told you these insider processes. Why do you still look at me with such eyes?"

"I want to know, have you ever released an album?" Gu Chen actually thought about it in his mind for a long time, wondering whether he wanted to mention it?

After all, Gao Mingyang seems to know the production process and various quotations of the album like the back of his hand.

In addition, making an album is his dream. Even on his notebook, many process quotations have been recorded.

Gao Mingyang has no reason not to try.

Seeing Gu Chen's tricky problems, he hit his weakness directly.

But when he met Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also regarded Gu Chen as a friend, and Gu Chen was an outsider, so Gao Mingyang also said:

"Album? Of course, after my draft of those years, I made my own album."

"But it's a pity that this album has only released 2000 albums, which makes me owe more than 100000 debts."

"At the same time, my father, who was far away from home, died of illness, which made me owe more than 300000 debts."

His hands rubbed his face, and Gao Mingyang suddenly became silent.

The heavy reality made the big boy, who was originally free and easy, suddenly look melancholy. It seems that he didn't have the temperament to stop singing last night.

Seeing this, Gu Chen nodded silently and asked him softly, "have you been singing in a bar for a living this year?"

"Ha ha." hearing Gu Chen's speech, Gao Mingyang smiled twice and sighed back:

"In fact, I haven't participated in any performance for several months except that I participated in a music festival in Hubei Province in the first half of the year."

"What are your main sources of income these days?" Gu Chen continued.

Gao Mingyang shrugged and spread out his hands: "economic source? I don't have any economic source. I think I'm just a... Floating one..."

After hesitating for a while, Gao Mingyang replied with a wry smile: "harm, in fact, it's no different from a wandering singer."

"But it's not that I didn't have the opportunity to perform. I emerged in the draft that year and received a lot of invitations."

"That's good. Having an invitation means you're valuable." Gu Chen certainly believes that Gao Mingyang actually has this strength.

Just the two songs last night have reflected Gao Mingyang's sincere attitude towards music.

It doesn't make sense that such singers are not invited.

But Gao Mingyang was helpless to shake his head and said, "but unfortunately, I can't make complaints about these so-called performances."

"Why?" Gu Chen frowned and wondered.

Gao Mingyang held his head in both hands, and the whole person suddenly fell into depression: "there is no reason. Everyone wants to meet the ideal and the reality, but it is impossible."

"I think few people can achieve both, very few, really very few."

Looking up at Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also said with a haggard face: "even those rich businessmen and big stars rarely combine the two and make them very happy."

"I think I'm more likely to be idealistic. The ideal is always young."

"So, for my songs, I ask for special truth and special impact on my heart. Sometimes I'm listening to myself and stories."

"Thank you, Gao Mingyang."

Seeing Gao Mingyang express his feelings there and tell Gu Chen what he has in mind, Gu Chen also expressed his thanks to him.

But Gao Mingyang was stunned and asked in surprise, "you... What do you thank me for?"

"Thank you for letting us calm down, listen to other people's stories and think about our own stories in this age of material flow and money," Gu Chen said.

Gao Mingyang giggled and said, "maybe there are too few people like you who can understand me."

"Young people only know the hum tune. What is real and spiritual? What do they think it is?"

"No." Gu Chen shook his head and said honestly, "at least, I've heard your song on the spot."

"This is the only one I've ever heard without any interaction. It's really just in the state of quiet listening to songs. You're really Qingliu."

"Moreover, what I like is your truth, sincerity and uncompromising to reality."

After a pause, Gu Chen said again, "as you said, you tend to be idealized, so you can stick to yourself, walk hard, and feel a little distressed for a singer like you."

"In this chaotic and complex world, it is valuable to stick to the purity of the heart."

"Brother Gu Chen, you... You flatter me too much." few people praise Gao Mingyang like this.

When Gu Chen told himself what was deep in his heart, Gao Mingyang found for the first time that there were people who really understood his heart.

Gu Chen looked around the room and make complaints about it. "You haven't got married yet?"

"What's your family? There used to be a girl from the southwest living in the courtyard. I'm very attracted to her. Unfortunately, she left without saying goodbye."

"I thought she was interested in me, but she..."

In the middle of the story, Gao Mingyang, who had been rebellious, suddenly choked.

With a heavy sigh, Gao Mingyang was helpless and some irritable.

"But she didn't say goodbye to you, so she left in a hurry, didn't she?" Gu Chen asked.

Gao Mingyang nodded fiercely on the table: "yes, we had a good time here before, and she often came to my room to listen to me play the guitar and sing."

"One night, the two of us sang and drank in the room, and finally slept together."

"Hmm?" when they slept together, Gu Chen was stunned and turned to look at Gao Mingyang.

Gao Mingyang was afraid of Gu Chen's misunderstanding, so he quickly explained: "brother Gu Chen, don't think about it. She has always been a pure existence in my mind. We are actually more like brothers."

"After getting drunk that day, we talked about our ideals and the future together, and then we got tired and fell asleep."

"But when we both woke up, we found each other sleeping in the same bed, but nothing happened to us, just too tired."

"After all, can you imagine that our ideals can be talked all night, even if we want to get married and have children in the future, and how to enter the old age and retire."

After a pause, Gao Mingyang looked out of the window with a confused face and mocked himself with a bitter smile:

"Unfortunately, I knew to leave a little mystery to each other. I just told her everything I have, so that she knows exactly what kind of person I want to be in the future."

"After that, the relationship between you two..."

"Much better." before Gu Chen finished asking, Gao Mingyang directly replied: "after I talked with her that night, our feelings were closer."

"She is a girl with great ideas, and I am also a singer pursuing my music dream. It seems that after that night, we all opened our hearts to each other."

"But ten days later, when I finished singing in the bar that day, I took the roses I bought in the street and was ready to confess to her."

"I found her door closed. No matter how I called her, she didn't respond."

"She left?" Gu Chen asked.

Gao Mingyang nodded silently: "yes, I left quietly that night. I didn't even take all my things away."

"I thought she went to live in her hometown, but I didn't know until the landlord came to clean up the house. It turned out that she had left here that night."

"Have you gone home?" Gu Chen asked.

Gao Mingyang shook his head: "I... I don't know. She didn't tell anyone where she was going. In short, she disappeared in my world."

"And I, because of her departure, have become haunted all day, and even become more and more angry."

Looking up at Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also told the truth: "in fact, I was in a bad mood yesterday. A large part of the reason is that I saw a famous woman under the stage, especially like her, but look carefully, it's not."

"They were noisy there, which made me very upset. Originally, I was singing the song I wrote to her. I should listen quietly, but at that time, it was so noisy that I went on strike and left directly after I finished singing."

"So?" after hearing Gao Mingyang's story, Gu Chen found that in fact, Gao Mingyang's departure was largely due to the departure of the southwest girl.

Quietly, they didn't say hello, and they were very good friends. They even talked about their ideal plans all night, and even slept in the same bed.

Such feelings, according to Gu Chen's understanding, Gao Mingyang should be with her and fight together later.

But who can think of it? Who would have thought? The southwest woman left without saying goodbye and disappeared into the world of Gao Mingyang.

No wonder Gao Mingyang is so depressed.

Normal people, hit so hard, it is difficult to live calmly.

What's more, Gao Mingyang is still a folk singer, living a life without a bar performance every day.

But I have to constantly remind myself that I am a singer. It's very ironic at this time.

Gu Chen sighed and patted Gao Mingyang on the shoulder to show comfort.

Then he continued to ask him, "do you have any plans in the future? Continue to wander?"

"I don't know." Gao Mingyang shook his head and looked sad: "I'm very anxious now. I don't know whether to adhere to the original songs and continue to wander around the world, or stabilize and create at ease."

"I suggest the latter." after listening to Gao Mingyang, Gu Chen also gave suggestions: "I suggest you find a job singing in a bar first and earn some living expenses, at least you won't starve yourself to death."

"Secondly, if you really want to stick to your music dream, I suggest you use your leisure time to polish your works. I believe that one day, there will be a suitable opportunity to open to you."

"At the same time, I can also help you ask your friends in the TV station to see if there is a music production company or a commercial performance. Take your time. It's faster. I'm not in a hurry."

"That's right." hearing Gu Chen's words, Gao Mingyang suddenly opened up and agreed: "I really should take my time. It's faster."

"I used to be an acute child. Now I have to restrain myself. Compared with others, there are no relatives at home."

"Your father died of illness. Don't you still have a mother?" Gu Chen said.

Gao Mingyang shook his head: "not long after I was born, my mother ran away. My father has been raising me through hardships."

"Now that my father has passed away, I have nothing to worry about. Except that I have more ability to sing and write songs than those Sanhe gods, I feel that I really don't have many highlights."

As soon as Gao Mingyang's voice fell, Gu Chen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

A look is the phone call from my father Gu Baichuan. Gu Chen directly crosses the answer button: "Hello, Dad."

"Gu Chen, did you send someone home?" Gu Baichuan's question came from his mobile phone.

Gu Chen said with a smile, "it has been delivered. I'm chatting with him."

"Oh, that's good. Come back as soon as you send the people. I've bought all the dishes. Come back quickly and help your mother make dumplings."

"OK, I'll be right back."

Gu Chen hung up the phone and looked at Gao Mingyang: "what, why don't you go to my house for dinner at noon?"

"Hehe, what's so funny?" Gao Mingyang instinctively refused Gu Chen upon hearing Gu Chen's gracious invitation.

Instead of answering, Gu Chen went to the small refrigerator and opened the upper and lower floors of the refrigerator. After confirming that there were no ingredients, he replied:

"You see, there's nothing in your refrigerator. Just a few pieces of bread and milk. You'd better go to my house for dinner at noon. It's just a pair of chopsticks."

"This..."

Seeing that Gao Mingyang was still hesitating, Gu Chen didn't wait for him to react. He directly pulled Gao Mingyang next door and reminded him, "it's really just another pair of chopsticks. Don't say anything. Come to me for dinner at noon today."

Being dragged by Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang couldn't resist Gu Chen's enthusiasm. Gao Mingyang could only nod in agreement: "well... OK, why don't I go outside to buy something for your parents?"

"What else to buy? Just go." Gu Chen continued to hold Gao Mingyang and walked all the way to the new road.

In Osmanthus lane, Gao Mingyang stumbled when he came just now. He hasn't recovered from his drunken state.

Now he pulled Gao Mingyang out of Osmanthus lane. Gao Mingyang was clearly awake. After washing his face, the whole person's spirit was much better.

On the way, Gao Mingyang, led by Gu Chen, also asked curiously, "by the way, Gu Chen, what do you do?"

"I'm a policeman," Gu Chen said.

"Police?" hearing Gu Chen's career, Gao Mingyang suddenly admired it a little more, and his popularity suddenly increased.

So he continued to ask, "you should have just returned home soon?"

"That's right." Gu Chen nodded silently and laughed jokingly: "I just came back from a mission abroad, and I haven't contacted my family for several days."

"So at noon today, the family will make a lot of delicious food. Just when you go there, many people will be more lively."

"This... This is so embarrassing." although he was embarrassed, Gao Mingyang was still looking forward to it.

After all, there was no rice at home. Gu Chen called him to eat. At least he didn't have to cook.

As a musician, Gao Mingyang is very embarrassed in front of Gu Chen.

I don't know how long I followed Gu Chen. Gao Mingyang found that Gu Chen's family lived in happy garden.

With Gao Mingyang, he took the stairs all the way and opened the door with the key.

At this time, Gu Baichuan and Xiao Xiaofang, wearing aprons, sat at the table and made dumplings.

Gu Chen came home with a strange man with long hair.

Xiao Xiaofang frowned and asked weakly, "son, who is he?"

"An original singer is also my guest," Gu Chen said.

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