Soon after Wang Zijun returned to Los Angeles, the "free will" rock festival that Ron had made had begun, and the rock festival lasted for three days. After the continuous efforts of those avid rock singers and enthusiasts, as well as the publicity of the media, the rock festival made a little noise, and more than 6,000 people came from all over the country to participate on the first day.

By the next day, the number of people attending the rock festival had reached tens of thousands, although it was far less than the hundreds of thousands of people at the Woodstock rock festival that year, but it was a small achievement. Some optimists have even called it a day of revival for the free spirit of rock 'n' roll.

Wang Zijun is not much interested in participating, what kind of revival of the free spirit is pure nonsense, an industry development to a certain stage, will inevitably be capitalized, marketized, commercialized, it is impossible to go back to that primitive state.

For example, in the later generations of online literature, at the beginning, everyone wrote freely and freely, and there were many classics. But a few years later, commercial capital joined in, and web novels were rapidly commercialized. Many people left unpleasantly, and many reluctant people began to scold, but no matter how dissatisfied they were, it was impossible to return to the way they were back then.

The same is true of the American rock industry now, the record company can't be based on the temperament of the rock singer, they have to pay for it.

Wang Zijun didn't want to join in the fun, but he was so annoyed by Ron that he couldn't do it all day, and finally he couldn't agree to it.

So, Wang Zijun's spoof interest rose again, and he was not going to sing the song "Hotel California" at the rock festival, but prepared a rather peculiar song.

"Don't sing 'Hotel California'?" Ron was surprised, "And what are you going to sing?" ”

"'Firetruck,' it's a very interesting song." Wang Zijun said with a grin.

"Fire Truck? What is this? Ron asked.

"You'll know when the time comes." Wang Zijun said, "You have to prepare an accompaniment band for me, and by the way, find me a partner, the kind that can sing RAP, well, preferably black." ”

Ron saw that Wang Zijun looked unorthodox, and he really had a headache, he didn't understand why Wang Zijun suddenly played RAP. You must know that RAP was developed on the basis of R*B before the war, and it is still basically sung by blacks, and it will take a few years for discotheques to develop and mature, and RAP's own style will finally be established.

"King, we're a rock festival." Ron reminded.

"I KNOW, I'M SINGING RAP-ROCK." Wang Zijun spread his hands and said.

"Hell, rap-rock." Although Ron was not happy, he quickly found a man named Segail. Derek's black singer came over and lent him a new rock band signed by the company to accompany him.

"Hello, man," Wang Zijun greeted Segail.

"Hello, Mr. Zachary." "How can I help?" ”

"You can start by looking at the sheet music." Wang Zijun handed him the score of "Firetruck" with a smile on his face.

SEGAIL. Derek took the song sheet suspiciously, and just read two sentences before he burst into a foul mouth: "Fack, my little girl, this lyric is so cool." ”

Ron, who was on the side, stretched his neck curiously to peek at it, his face turned green, he covered his face painfully and said, "Wang, what are you playing?" This song has no commercial value, and if it dares to release a record, it will be scolded to death by the mainstream media. ”

Wang Zijun asked rhetorically: "Who said that a record is going to be released?" Isn't the theme of this rock festival free will? It's such a free song, I think the singers who come to the rock festival will go crazy with joy when they hear it. Wouldn't that make our rock festival even more successful? Ron, since we've played the gimmick of free rock, we have to put a layer of gold leaf on our faces while quietly commercializing it, so that at least it looks the same. Otherwise, our rock festival will last a year or two at most and then it will be over. Isn't this song "Firetruck" the embodiment of the spirit of free rock? It has little commercial value. Of course, if you have to make a single and sell it under the scolding of the mainstream media, you may also succeed. ”

"Well, you convinced me." Ron said helplessly.

The three-day rock festival has already begun, and Wang Zijun is ready to appear on the last day, so now the backing band and Segail only have more than a day to practice the song.

Fortunately, the song is not complicated.

Compared with the original version of this song, Wang Zijun has made many changes to the lyrics, such as what "love crazy" tablet, what mother is a dog, and other advanced or too advanced content. In addition, in the tune, some metal elements are appropriately added, which sounds more emotional. ,

Watching Wang Zijun and others practice repeatedly, Ron felt like he was going to collapse when he heard it, and he felt that the world was too crazy just by imagining that the song would appear at the rock festival two days later.

The last day of the Rock Festival has finally arrived.

The free-will rock festival was held on the outskirts of a small town near Los Angeles, with more than a dozen stages set up and various well-known and unknown bands taking turns to perform. The fans in the audience applauded loudly if they liked it, and booed if they were unhappy. At the end of the evening, some people take out the spirits or ** and start to enjoy, and luckily the guy may be able to find a sexual partner for an academic discussion of human physiology.

Due to the theme of this year's rock festival, Ron didn't invite any big-name bands to come, of course, for financial reasons.

The ones who came out to sing were some outdated bands, and most of them were newcomers who tried to show their faces. Regarding these newcomers, Ron and several music producers will secretly pay attention to them, and as long as they meet good potential, they will find a way to sign them.

On the third night of the Rock Festival, in half an hour, the Rock Festival will come to an end.

When Wang Zijun took Sergei and the band to the big stage in the center, the fans who recognized him immediately screamed: "Hotel California", "Hotel California", "Hotel California", "Hotel California" ......"

The shouts of the fans immediately attracted the other people under the stage, and gradually, tens of thousands of people began to crowd here.

Everyone realizes that the finale of the rock festival is about to begin.

The other singers on the stage looked at each other, and finally laughed helplessly, simply stopped singing, and put away the guys to watch Wang Zijun's performance together.

Seeing that the audience was so crazy, Wang Zijun didn't dare to hold it up, picked up the microphone and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Zachley. Wang, I'm going to sing one of my new songs, "Firetruck," ......"

Before Wang Zijun finished speaking, the audience suddenly became noisy.

"Fire Truck, what the hell is this?"

"Bastard, we're going to listen to 'Hotel California'"

"Let's eat in "Fire Train"

"Hotel California", "Hotel California", "Hotel California" ......"

The voices of the audience gradually unified, Wang Zijun couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that these guys were not his fans, but fans of "Hotel California".

Wang Zijun turned around and asked the people in the band: "You can play "Hotel California"." ”

"Of course." Several members of the band said in unison.

"EVERYONE, BE QUIET," WANG ZIJUN SNAPPED HIS FINGERS, "MUSIC"

Amid the long prelude to "Hotel California," rock fans gradually fell silent.

“On_a_dark_desert_highway

cool_wind_in_my_hair……”

Wang Zijun started singing, only sang one sentence, and most of the audience sang along, and finally the chorus covered Wang Zijun's voice.

Even other bands fiddled with their instruments and played the song alongside. In the end, more than 10,000 people sang together as if they were singing a celebration song, and the scene suddenly reached the most.

In the distance, a music critic of "Billboard" watched this scene and said to himself, "These guys are crazy"

A colleague next to him said: "It's really crazy, we're all crazy, otherwise we wouldn't have come to this rock festival." If you've ever been to the first Woodstock, you can see why they're so crazy today. ”

Seeing that the people in the audience worked so hard, Wang Zijun's people came crazy and broke out, and the performance worked even harder, threw the microphone aside, and danced Michael. Jackson's mixed dance with hip-hop.

Wang Zijun's stage has not undergone any rehearsal at all, and it is purely played to the beat, but it makes the people below sing more energetically.

"Zachary Zachary ......"

When the singing stopped, these people shouted Wang Zijun's name, and this time they finally called the name of the person, not the name of the song.

Wang Zijun raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and asked loudly: "Do you want to listen to my new song "Firetruck", or continue to listen to this "Hotel California"?" ”

“《firetruck》”

"Hotel California"

This time, the answers were different, but "Firetruck" was louder, and they were really curious about what Wang Zijun's new song would look like.

"Alright, Firetruck, the show begins"

The band's music sounded, and Wang Zijun summoned Sergeil to his side.

People don't know who this black singer is, and they don't know why Wang Zijun called him.

Could it be that Wang Zijun wants to have a black and yellow companion and form a band?

But soon they didn't have the heart to think about it.

When Wang Zijun and Xie Gaier sang a few words in harmony, the scene that had just been noisy suddenly fell silent, and then there were strange screams.

The well-known music critic of "Billboard" went straight to Sparta, and it took a long time to drag out the syllables and spit out one word: "Law...... g"

The rock fans in the audience looked at Wang Zijun and Xie Gail in amazement for a while, and then shouted excitedly.

An outdated rock singer smiled and said, "Shit, that's called free rock, fuck the business rules, f-iretr-uck"

His companions laughed and shouted in unison, "F-iretr-uck"

"Oh God" Ron didn't know whether to be happy or sad, he didn't dare to look at tomorrow's comments about the Rock 'n' Roll Festival, and who knows how bad some vindicators would say.

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