Listening to Lin Zaishan talk about the agent, Zhang Jiale smoked a cigarette and asked with a smile: "Are you an artist?" I always thought you were a college teacher. ”

"Ha, how can I be a university teacher." Lin Zaishan said humbly: "To be precise, I'm just a musician now, not an artist. ”

"You're too modest, you have an agent, aren't you an artist?"

"My situation is special, go back and let my agent tell you."

Seeing Lin Zaishan, who was wearing a white shirt, and another uncle wearing a Chinese-style cardigan and black-framed glasses who looked very folk were smoking at the door of the building, Liu Mengmeng parked the car on the opposite side.

I opened the door, put on a yellow ostrich pouch, and got out of the car and walked over.

In order to set off the joy of the wedding banquet, Liu Mengmeng deliberately wore a very flowing peach sleeveless chiffon skirt that afternoon.

A pink belt at the high waist tied her small waist to be extremely slender and soft.

Under the projection of the western sun, her super-long beautiful legs are faintly exposed under the tulle-like chiffon skirt, with a pair of flat boat shoes with ethnic embroidered decorations on jade feet, and she walks like a Persian kitten, fascinated by the light and phantom, which is very eye-catching.

"Xiao Liu, come and introduce you."

Lin Zaishan beckoned to Liu Mengmeng and asked Liu Mengmeng to take two quick steps, don't show off the model there.

Liu Mengmeng walked over with a smile and nodded politely to Zhang Jiale, who had a Chinese face.

Zhang Jiale, a wealthy upstart, was a billionaire a few years ago, and he is used to seeing beautiful women.

They are much more interested in technology and hobbies than in women.

So seeing a beautiful woman like Liu Mengmeng, Zhang Jiale didn't feel anything special, but just thought in her heart that Mr. Lin, the female agent, was very beautiful, and she was a typical face criminal. Just looking at her appearance, it is more reasonable to say that she is a star and Mr. Lin is an agent.

"This is the heir of the old Huayin family, and he is also the CEO of Qianli Search - Zhang Jiale and Mr. Zhang."

"Ah, hello Mr. Zhang." Liu Mengmeng took the initiative to shake hands, almost covering: "No wonder I look at you a little familiar, I often see you on the news, you are wearing casual clothes or suits when you appear on camera, I didn't expect you to wear national costumes and show such style." ”

"Haha, Mr. Lin, your agent is really good at talking."

Those who were photographed by Liu Mengmeng were speechless. In fact, Zhang Jiale doesn't like others to pat him on the back, but being slapped on the back by a beautiful woman is really good, and he won't be disgusted.

Lin Zaishan introduced Zhang Jiale: "- Xiao Liu, Liu Mengmeng." ”

"Hello. Miss Liu. ”

Zhang Jiale politely greeted Liu Mengmeng.

"You go back and leave the phone to Mr. Zhang. I made a song for the believer band and Mr. Zhang's old team, Mr. Zhang wants to buy all the copyrights of this song, you watch and talk to Mr. Zhang. ”

Surprised that Lin Zaishan could hook up with a wealthy upstart like Zhang Jiale, Liu Mengmeng immediately took out the phone and asked Zhang Jiale: "Mr. Zhang, is it convenient for you to remember my phone now?" Or do you tell me your phone number and I'll call you? ”

Zhang Jiale read the phone number to Liu Mengmeng, and then said: "My phone is in the house, you can send me a text message, I will write it down later." ”

"Good!"

"Mr. Zhang, we have something to do at half past five, we want to go out, let's hurry up and practice a few more times, and strive to make a wonderful performance in the finals of the art festival."

"Okay! Let's go back to practice! ”

Zhang Jiale was very excited to think that in a few days, he would perform this song in front of a nearly 20,000 student audience on the football field of Dongyi University!

Once upon a time, Mr. Zhang, who came out of the Loess Plateau, also had a rock heart.

He would be very shocked to know that the white-haired uncle who had been guiding them in rehearsals was his former idol Lin Zaishan.

Lin Zaishan took Zhang Jiale and Liu Mengmeng into the music building.

On the way to the rehearsal classroom, Liu Mengmeng secretly took Lin Zaishan's wrist from behind, and made a gesture for Lin Zaishan to stay, wanting to talk alone.

Lin Zaishan asked Zhang Jiale to go back first, and he and Liu Mengmeng chatted alone at the corner of the corridor.

Xueyan looked at Zhang Jiale and entered the rehearsal room, and Liu Mengmeng immediately asked Lin Zaishan in a very small voice: "Uncle, what is Huayin's old dialect?" ”

"You can't find out if you search for thousands of miles."

"Everything you look up is on paper."

"Huayin Lao Dialect is a traditional folk art in the northwest of Zhongzhou that circulates within the family, which is relatively rare and has a bit of Qin dialect flavor, but it is not as one-eyed as Qin Dialect, but a fusion of plate cavity, song card body, and some elements of rap......"

"I'd better look it up on the Internet, I don't understand it even more when I hear you say it."

"Haha, don't check it, just go in and listen. Let's go. ”

Lin Zaishan took Liu Mengmeng to the rehearsal classroom.

"You're really amazing, you can play with such an out-of-the-way thing as Huayin's old dialect!" Liu Mengmeng read the old introduction on the Qianli Encyclopedia, and praised Lin Zaishan with admiration.

When the two walked into the rehearsal room, Zhang Jiale had already organized the believer band and the old artists to return to their places, ready to rehearse the song again.

The five sons of the believers saw Liu Mengmeng, who was wearing a pink dress and exuding a charming atmosphere from head to toe, come in, and their eyes lit up.

Liu Mengmeng saw the traditional musical instruments held by those old artists, and her eyes were also bright.

I haven't heard the song yet, just looking at these Western and folk instruments crossed together, Liu Mengmeng has a strong sense of expectation.

"Sister Mengmeng!"

The white pigeon beckoned to Liu Mengmeng excitedly.

Liu Mengmeng smiled and beckoned back to the white pigeon.

"Who is this beautiful sister?"

Song Peng didn't know Liu Mengmeng yet, his eyes were rolling, and Se Mimi asked Bai Pigeon in a low voice.

"You rehearse steadily, don't keep asking!"

"Hey, hey."

"Hey, what, you close your eyes!"

The white pigeon knew that Song Peng would not be able to practice well as soon as he saw a beautiful woman, and his attention would be very inattentive. He started directly and violently pressed Song Peng's eyelids.

Don't waste time introducing Liu Mengmeng, Lin Zaishan slapped the band and led everyone to practice again-

……

Guys, copy guys~~!

……

With the old-fashioned folk music, Liu Mengmeng was like a strong northwest wind in Zhongzhou.

Zhang Jiale was very excited every time he rehearsed, and started singing with shouting-

……

His uncle~~~~! Hey~~~~~ his second uncle is his uncle~!

The high tables and low benches are all wood~~!

Boom~~ Hey! ~~~Boom~~~ Hey! ~~~

……

Zhang Jiale and the old artists sang and walked the board in harmony, and Liu Mengmeng was dumbfounded!

Next to the drum kit, there is an old man who has been smashing the bench with a "big stone", and the big eyes of Liu Mengmeng almost didn't protrude from their sockets!

She glanced at Lin Zaishan in surprise and asked Lin Zaishan with her eyes: What the hell is this doing! Is the old man crazy?

Lin Zaishan smiled faintly and asked Liu Mengmeng to continue to look down.

Soon, the fast-paced metal rock music was embedded in the old-fashioned style and took over the main theme.

The stubborn banhu and metallic melodies blend together to form a very folkloric rock style!

Liu Mengmeng's blood boiled instantly when she heard it!

As soon as Zhang Hao opened his voice, his high voice rose from the ground, like a knife peak, and directly split Liu Mengmeng in half!

……

Nuwa Niangniang made up for it, oh my God~~~~~!

The remaining four (stone) heads are Hua San (mountain)!

The birds fly with the sun on their backs~~~~~~!

Fly from the east to the west!

……

Liu Mengmeng's pores all over her body are tightened!

Subconsciously blocked the jade hand to his lips, looked at Lin Zaishan incredulously, and his shocked eyes seemed to ask Lin Zaishan: What is this!

It's amazing!!

Zhang Hao and the others were very excited when they saw that the new beautiful sister was stunned!

The first time they heard Lin Zaishan sing this song, they also felt this way.

This folk rock masterpiece that can make people's souls burn, if it is moved to the stage of the art festival, it will definitely be able to shock the world!

It is estimated that even the queen of heaven Li Xiaoni will bow to them!

With surging emotions, the believer band and the old artists practiced happily again.

The usual performance style of these old artists is very free, just like working people singing in the field, singing and playing as they please, and they don't pay much attention to the grasp of the beat.

Halfway through the song, the tempo seems a little messy.

Those old artists entered a state of self-forgetfulness, playing faster and faster, and bringing the songs quickly.

Fortunately, Bi Yonggang's drum kit is very solid, and he can stabilize the metal melody, otherwise, the song may fall apart halfway through singing.

Lin Zaishan secretly had a headache, and he had to act like a way to make these old artists pay more attention to the rhythm of the grasp.

Liu Mengmeng heard that there was a bit of chaos in the late stage of rehearsal, but this magical song, which combined every vein and every cell of folklore and rock, was really eye-opening for her!

No wonder Zhang Jiale wants to buy the full copyright of this song, this song is completely a palace-level folk rock classic!

Thirty.

Lin Zaishan said goodbye to everyone, and asked Zhang Jiale to take everyone to practice again depending on the situation, and he and Liu Mengmeng drove to the suburbs to sing the wedding banquet.

As soon as she got into the car, Liu Mengmeng immediately said excitedly: "My uncle! You've done a great job with this song! I listened to Mr. Zhang's meaning, and I like this song. We're sure we'll be able to sell it for a great price! How much are you prepared to offer? ”

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