Chapter Twenty-Six: Uncle Sheng Has a Folk Dream
Fang Shiling's call disturbed Chu Yuanxi and Zhu Wei, for a while she felt that she had underestimated her own value, and for a while she recognized the reality, and for a while she looked forward to the future of the short video, and for a while she felt that she was the one who needed help, at least someone needed to give her ideas, and she couldn't always be Chu Yuanxi who took the initiative.
Chu Yuanxi also had a lot of urgency, Fang Shiling dug Zhu Yan, which shows that short videos are indeed very popular now, all kinds of talents may be poached, and his actions must be accelerated.
The hearts of the two people went up and down with the bumpy train.
After a five-hour trip, they arrived at Chang'an North Railway Station, and when they got off the train, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and Chang'an was still brightly lit in the winter night.
Uncle Sheng is a little fat man, he hasn't seen him for many years, and there is no big change except for a sharp rise in his hairline and the addition of a pair of gold-framed glasses. His height of 1.73 meters is very embarrassing, and by increasing his height by two centimeters, he can get rid of the shackles of a second-class disability and achieve a higher score on a blind date.
It may be precisely because of the difference of two centimeters in height that he is still single, and the fat that he has never encountered in his arms is particularly reliable in the winter night.
"This, Uncle Sheng, this!" Chu Yuanxi shouted a few times, and Uncle Sheng saw him, very surprised, and said with a white breath: "Old Chu, you still brought your girlfriend here? ”
"It's okay, it's suitable for eating, it's only serious to go to Huiminfang to have a big meal. Chu Yuanxi took a breath of cool air outside the train station, and the lack of the rich and fragrant haze in the air of Chang'an, Xijing, made his long-tested lungs feel cold.
Zhu Wei stabbed Chu Yuanxi.
Chu Yuanxi rubbed his nose and said, "Let me introduce, this is not my girlfriend, it's the partner of the business, Zhu Wei." ”
"Ahh......h That cutie holding a dog?"
"Yes. ”
"Fortunately, I'm Huang Lujun, and others call me Uncle Sheng. Lao Chu said that you are a big anchor with millions of fans in ZZ?" Uncle Sheng nodded, stretched out his greasy Lushan claws and shook hands with Zhu Wei.
By how to call a strange girl, you can accurately determine a person's age group, for example, the person called "girl" is usually under the age of 30, and most of the people called "cutie" are the generation that has been active on the Internet since 2000, usually above 30.
Chu Yuanxi saw that Uncle Sheng recognized Zhu Xiaolai, and just asked him, "How do you feel after watching the video?"
"Don't you see anything good?" Uncle Sheng said without a hint of surprise: "Why are so many people liking it?"
Chu Yuanxi was surprised: "You didn't hear the good of BGM?"
"Isn't it just crossover music?" Uncle Sheng said disappreciatively, "This kind of BGM is boundless, right?"
"Crossover? Isn't this pop? Zhu Wei is not completely ignorant of music, but Uncle Sheng said proudly: "It is a mixture of pop music, country blues, and a little light rock with little percussion, in short, it is a string, nothing remarkable." ”
"Well, it's definitely not good if you don't string on ballads. Chu Yuanxi said teasingly.
"Hahahaha, that's of course!" Uncle Sheng is a staunch defender of the ballad.
He called a taxi, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, and then said to Chu Yuanxi: "I originally wanted to take you to my house to live, but I didn't expect you to come with Meimei and go to the hotel to live." ”
Chu Yuanxi said: "Let's go to Huiminfang first, I remember that your house is not far from Huiminfang, just have a supper." ”
"I don't care, but ...... are you sure" Uncle Sheng glanced back at Zhu Wei, who nodded wildly.
So, out of Chang'an North Railway Station all the way to the south, along Zhuque Street to the LH area, soon see the second floor of the bell and drum that can be called the landmark of Chang'an.
There are not many places within the scope of the Celestial Empire that can compete with the imperial capital and fight for humanity, and Chang'an must be counted as one, or even better. Without it, spell the ancient city building, during the founding of the imperial capital, the "eight-armed Nezha ancient city wall" designed by Liu Bowen in the Ming Dynasty when he built the city was all bulldozed, and there are only a few small sections of broken walls, but the ancient city wall of Chang'an remains intact.
Spelling the royal garden, the imperial capital has been burned down the Old Summer Palace and the well-preserved Summer Palace, as well as the famous Forbidden City, but Chang'an is not cowardly, not to mention the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Huaqing Palace, Tang Furong Garden to understand?
It's a pity that I'm not here to play this time, and it's definitely too late to see attractions such as the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and Huguo Temple, but the Muslim Fang is also a famous scenic spot in Chang'an, isn't it?
It was already more than ten o'clock at night when I arrived at the Muslim Fang, and it was very cold, but the flow of people was still weaving, and various stalls were lined up one after another. The three of them found a small shop and sat in, Uncle Sheng took the initiative to take the menu and operated it as fiercely as a tiger, and soon served two servings of mutton in the water basin, Zhu Wei Chuyuanxi hurriedly washed his hands, and began to knead the cake one by one, and the mutton in the water basin had to be kneaded into small pieces to be delicious, and the more broken, the better.
Seeing that Chu Yuanxi had almost eaten, Uncle Sheng pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by starting a business?"
"I want to make short video self-media, focusing on Douyin and Volcano, which requires sound editing, script design, video processing, and music production. Chu Yuanxi raised his head and said, "I need you to go to the imperial capital with me." ”
"Going to the imperial capital with you?" Uncle Sheng was immediately shocked, "You didn't say that on WeChat." ”
"WeChat said, you didn't sweep the couch to greet you, but asked me not to come. Chu Yuanxi looked into Uncle Sheng's eyes, "So, I need to talk to you face to face." ”
"Music production, is it original? I have to go to the imperial capital with you? Is it okay to work online?"
"It's not original, it's covers, remixes, rehearsals, such as pop to reggae, folk to pop and the like. Chu Yuanxi believes that he and Uncle Sheng can have something to say, "Everything else can be worked online, music production is not good, it must be produced on the spot." So, I need you to sacrifice your present comfortable life. ”
"It doesn't matter if you're comfortable, I'm supposed to say yes anyway if you've found it, but I'm already on dragonflies. Uncle Sheng was even less interested after hearing that he was not original, lowered his head slightly, clasped his hands together, put them in front of his forehead, and rubbed them for a while before saying: "I'll go to the imperial capital with you, everything starts anew, what do my fans think of me?"
"It's already started...... You don't have more than 10,000 followers on Dragonfly, right?"
"A little more than 9000. Uncle Sheng said this, he is still a little proud, it is difficult to save music fans, especially for singers who have not yet become famous, these fans are all saved one by one by him after working hard for several years, and they are finally about to break 10,000.
"And what is your dream? I mean concrete. ”
"Released singles and records, and made songs that sold well. Do you need to ask?"