Chapter 19: Li Yifan...
"I'm not going to give up. ”
The road ahead was uncertain, but Thundercloud still muttered to himself.
"No, no... I've survived so many setbacks and difficulties along the way, and I can't fall on this last step!"
He remembered how he had slept and eaten and worked day and night for two or three months in a row.
He struggled to memorize words, memorize various professional terms, learn the most basic music theory knowledge from scratch, racked his brains to find inspiration, create melodies, and carefully selected whether the arrangement of each part was reasonable.
This song Five Hours can be said to be his own painstaking work, is it so easy to give up?
"No! No, it won't! If it doesn't work in a month, it will be three months, if it doesn't work in three months, it will be six months, and if it doesn't work in half a year, it will be a year! I must promote my music! There will definitely be a way!"
Looking at the emotional thundercloud in front of him, Li Yifan didn't know what to say for a while.
"What else can you do, you don't have any resources such as company brands, so it's impossible for you to recommend yourself one by one, right?"
He couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, trying to make Thundercloud more practical.
The reality is so cruel, there are no resources and no background, how easy is it for ordinary people to get out of the way?
"Oh yes, I can send my work to those labels!!"
Unexpectedly, Lei Yun was instantly inspired by a sentence, and he couldn't help but light up in his eyes, only feeling that he had found a new propaganda channel.
"That's not what I meant. ”
Li Yifan was really a little speechless at the moment.
He didn't expect his inadvertent words to mobilize Lei Yun's enthusiasm again.
In fact, even if it is actually issued to those labels, what is the use?
How many young musicians do you have dreams to give out their own works to their labels every year?
How many works will be auditioned, and how many will be selected?
This kind of probability seems to be not much bigger than buying a lottery ticket, right?
"I'm so right! I can not only send it to those labels, but I can also find a way to send it to those top 100 DJs! ”
Li Yifan couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this, he wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything more.
In fact, he had already given up a little faintly in his heart.
But he wasn't too embarrassed to talk about it, he couldn't tell someone who was so excited to tell him to give up.
But deep down, it seems that in that unknown dark side, there is some faint unwillingness, and only I choose to give up...
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"Hello, I'm a DJ from China..."
Lei Yun has always been a vigorous and resolute character, and if he has an idea, he will do it as soon as possible, and when he returns to the dormitory, he will start editing his own promotion advertorial.
But when writing about Chinese DJs, Lei Yun couldn't help but stop.
He remembered what he had experienced before, not to mention that the domestic audience did not recognize domestic electronic music, and it was estimated that the situation abroad was not much better.
If you name yourself as a Chinese DJ, you are likely to be like a minority in the United States, and you will directly swipe it in the process of browsing the archives, and the other party may not even listen to your own work.
"China, are there any good DJs in China?"
Lei Yun seemed to be able to anticipate the expressions and movements of others when they saw these words, so without too much hesitation, he quickly deleted the words Chinese DJ.
After writing a brief introduction to himself and his works, Lei Yun first searched the Internet for several electronic music labels that currently have a relatively large influence in the world, and then sent his work attachments and a simple introduction letter one by one according to the email information left on their official websites.
It's not that Thundercloud doesn't want to write a little bells and whistles, but it's a little bit of poor English vocabulary, and even with the addition of translation tools, he can only write some basic introductions.
In addition, big music companies like Sony Music and Warner Records, Lei Yun also tried to send a few emails, of course, he didn't have much hope for this.
He thinks that the most hopeful thing is to directly message his works directly to the world's top 100 DJs, and if he can get the attention of one of them, his works will naturally have the opportunity to appear on a bigger stage!
As for how to share his work with these top 100 DJs who have become famous, Lei Yun has already thought of a countermeasure.
At present, there are only a few of the most popular social software abroad, FaceBook is similar to WeChat in China, although the volume is huge, but it belongs to the social software of acquaintances, and you can't have any conversations without adding friends.
But Twitter (Twitter) is similar to the meager in China, and these well-known DJs have registered their own real-name verified accounts on Twitter.
All Twitter users can send private messages to these verified Vs, of course, as for whether the other party looks at it or not, it is resigned to fate.
For the current thunderclouds, the most reliable and convenient way to get in touch with these top 100 DJs is naturally through Twitter.
But fortunately, after uploading their own works, Sound Cloud will have an independent display page to share, and Thundercloud only needs to add this sharing link to his own short introduction, and send a private message to each other.
If the other party is interested, you can directly click the link to enter the song page of Sound Cloud and listen to it online.
It took several days to get busy with these things, and Lei Yun sent almost all the top 100 DJs, electronic music labels, music companies, etc. that he knew, all of his works and profiles.
The rest seems to be really only in the people, and the success is in the sky...
After doing these things, Lei Yun was finally idle, he thought about it, and it was not a matter if he didn't go to class all the time, although the school only assessed whether the final grades were passed, but he couldn't go too far.
Since I have time today, it just happens to be a relatively important class, so it's better to go for it by myself.
The so-called big class refers to the class of several classes of the whole grade together, and in that kind of stepped classroom, there are usually lectures or important courses, which will be put together in the lecture hall and taken together.
Of course, there is another important reason that prompts Lei Yun to go to class consciously.
That's a big class like this, and the learning department will send someone over, and maybe you can even meet Senior Sister Shiwen.
"It's been a long time since I've been in class. ”
Walking in the bustling school building, the thunderclouds suddenly felt strange.
He couldn't help but sigh a little, he hadn't come to class for a few months, and he didn't seem to be able to fit into this atmosphere.
Walking into the lecture hall, Lei Yun glanced around, and sure enough, he found the figure of Senior Sister Shiwen in front of the podium, she was busy preparing something with several students from the learning department at the moment, and it seemed that a more famous professor would come to give a lecture today.
He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but he didn't rush over, but habitually walked to the back first, ready to sit in his exclusive seat in the last row.
"Yo, look! the big musician from our class is here!"
"What are you talking about, people are obviously DJs!
"Haha, it turned out to be Di Zhui!"
"What is a DJ? Is it the kind of DJ that DJs in a nightclub?"
"That's right, it's knock and click, knock and click!"
"Hahaha, Thundercloud, what song did you write?
In an instant, Lei Yun's face couldn't help but sink.
At the moment, he only felt that the laughter and banter of his classmates were so harsh, but how did they know?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at a place, and the figure of that place, like a shadow behind the sun, buried his head deeply almost at the moment when the thundercloud's vision was projected.
Li Yifan...