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"Papapapa~!"

"Papa~"

At the end of the informal performance, there was not a lot of applause, but also applause from the audience who had not paid much attention to the concert. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thank you very much to all the listeners for being here to support our Black Band, this is our last concert, and Blackland will be officially disbanded after tonight, really thank you for your continued support!" The leader of the band, Masato Shinkawa, stood on the stage with the guitar in his hand and bowed solemnly to all the audience, but he did not expect any response, and when he looked up, he saw that the audience had already stood up and were ready to leave.

"Finally... Still so. ”

Masato Shinkawa's left hand clenched into a fist, his body slackened as if he had lost all support after a long silence, and he turned back to his fellow orchestra and said reluctantly, "Pack up your instruments and go back." ”

Behind the scenes, the Black Ensemble members gathered together, staring at each other without saying a word, as if a big rock was pressed on everyone's heart.

One of the band members smiled reluctantly and asked, "Big tree, how many tickets have been sold for this performance?" ”

The male band member known as Taishu took out a blank piece of paper and looked at it, "I calculated that a total of 38 concert tickets were sold, but each ticket cost 200 yen, so the total income of this concert is 7,600 yen..."

Another band member laughed at himself in a desperate voice: "Hey, this is a concert where our band disbanded, and after spending so much money and so much effort, we only made 7,600 yen?" That's how much you get from working in a café for a day! ”

"No way, our band doesn't have an official agency, and no one is qualified to complain about the fact that we can sell thirty-eight albums because of the low ticket prices and the results of our personal promotion." The band members who spoke out at the beginning resigned themselves to their fate.

"Captain, what next?" All the band members looked at Masato Shinkawa together and waited for his reply.

Shinkawa Masato waved his hand in confusion and said: "The band has disbanded, and there is no point in continuing to stay here. ”

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Dashu shook his head and sighed, "No, this money should belong to the captain, the last concert is the captain's best, and most of the cost of renting the venue and building the singing stage is from the captain, compared to this small amount of money, we can't accept it anyway." ”

There was silence for a while, and the band members who spoke first couldn't help but jump out and ask: "Masato, although you shouldn't have asked, where did you get the money to rent the venue and build the stage, this is not a small amount." ”

Shinkawa Masato shook his head indifferently and said, "It's all over, what else is there to ask." ”

The man said in a complicated tone: "But we heard that you borrowed money from those guys, and the income from singing is not completely insufficient!" What's next? ”

Masato Shinkawa laughed at himself, clasped his hands and looked at the ceiling to relax: "I have booked a plane ticket for tomorrow, and I plan to go back to my hometown to find a job with peace of mind." ”

The band members looked at each other dumbfounded, it turned out that he had borrowed money and didn't even think about paying it back.

"Well, don't think about this mess, let's have a drink tonight, the Black Orchestra is officially gone from today, it's a new start for all of our members! Cheers to the rest of our lives! Cheers to the band's disbandment! Masato Shinkawa held up his guitar and laughed, all worries being put behind him.

A night of drunkenness and indulgence.

The members of the band Black gathered around a table in a noisy bar to reminisce about this time.

The atmosphere was in full swing, and the band member named Big Tree pretended to be mysterious and said, "By the way, a senior called me the day before yesterday and asked me if I wanted to audition for the music company. ”

"Audition? It's up to you to give up, and this should be the patent of official singers, what's the matter with us. ”

Big tree dissatisfied: "I heard it right, I heard that it was for an animation to sing, and the song was ready to be sent to the singer, but most of the official singers were not qualified, so the underground singers were also included in the scope of the election." It's rude, I'm also a member of the team, although the captain is the lead singer, once I play my level, the concert will be instantly full. ”

Masato Shinkawa picked up the bottle and took a big sip of beer and said with a smile, "Haha, you sang it when you were drunk last time we drank together, and it was so ugly!" I remember who also recorded. ”

Da Shu's face turned red and he hurriedly waved his hand to change the topic, "Really? Forget it, not to mention your singing level, it's very attractive to give a reward over there! ”

"How much can you get paid to sing to an anime, even the songs are created by others."

"No, no, no, this time is completely different, I heard that as long as you adopt the singer and complete the song, then you can get this number." The Great Tree God mysteriously raised a finger.

"A million!?" The other band members exclaimed in surprise, swallowing in disbelief, but Dashu shook his head and lowered his voice: "It's ten million!" ”

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The atmosphere was silent, and all the band members had smiles on their faces.

"Poof~~~ Hahaha, I'm sorry, I can't help laughing, Dashu, you're really drunk, and you'll be paid 10 million for singing someone else's song? Then I would have become a billionaire a long time ago! ”

Masato Shinkawa put down his beer, covered his stomach with his hands and laughed: "That's right, no matter how you say it, this number is too exaggerated." ”

"I'll go for a million."

Hearing everyone's ridicule, Dashu leaned on the sofa with his hands in his hands and said, "Also, it was the new hall secretary who gave this offer. ”

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"I don't know."

Seeing everyone's confused looks, a black line appeared on Dashu's face and explained: "Shintangji is a famous figure in our underground singer world, one of the hottest underground singers more than ten years ago, you should give me a taste of my seniors." Of course, he is no longer an underground singer, and I heard that he has created his own music company, specializing in soundtracks for various film and television works. ”

"I said that even if you are such a great-sounding person, you will be paid 10 million for singing a song, either you are drunk or his head is burned."

Dashu hurriedly defended: "The 10 million reward was not proposed by the new Tang Division, and the music company created by the New Tang Division has long been acquired. ”

"Oh? Who? ”

"[Edge's Void] animation production company, I heard that it is the production company of this animation project."

"So what, the animation industry is much more brutal than our underground singers, and every year there are news of animation production staff dying of overwork, and I don't want to be one of them." The band members snorted disdainfully.

Dashu rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "You don't know anything, who would want you, do you know the [Edge's Sky] animation production company?" ”

The band members shook their heads, official singers and the animation industry will be related, but underground singers generally have little opportunity to contact the animation industry, and most singers still look down on the animation industry very much, after all, on the one hand, it is a culture sought after by young people, and on the other hand, it is a culture that is despised by society.

Taishu took out his mobile phone and mysteriously operated it for a while, put it in front of everyone and proudly explained: "This game is made by a company under the [Edge's Sky] animation production company, and the profit of the day is as high as 10 billion yen, which has already been in the news, do you think that kind of company can't get 10 million yen?" ”

"One day, ten billion!?" All members of the orchestra held their breath.