Chapter 297: The Sorrow of the Music World

The daily routine of getting up in the morning is just a microcosm of the past half a month, and after half a month of getting along, everyone who is already familiar with each other jokes is also a meat and vegetarian taboo, I don't know how much contradiction I think there is in this bedroom. Of course, jokes aside, some bottom lines that must be observed are still not touched, after all, the bottom line is always the bottom line.

It is also in such a harmonious atmosphere that the relationship between Lin Jie and the others has heated up rapidly in the past half a month, and even Lin Jie himself is secretly glad that there are no such difficult people in his bedroom, and his bedroom life can maintain a funny and joyful atmosphere from beginning to end.

Of course, Mao Weihang, the number one tease, contributed a lot.

"Lin Jie, your wife is waiting for you there, get out of the way." Still holding the bun he bought from the cafeteria in his hand, and was sending it to his mouth, Deng Fengxin slapped Lin Jie on the shoulder.

Deng Fengxin, who said that he was sleepy to death, finally crawled out of the bed.

"Ahem!! I almost choked to death by you, next time don't be so sudden, scaring people to death will lose money! Zhuo Ziyue in the distance obviously saw Lin Jie and his party, which could be seen from the latter's raised arm.

"Eh, no, why did you and your wife add a girl to the two-person world? , Lin Jie, have you finally revealed your wolf ambition that you want to sleep with?! Wang Liang, who had better eyesight, saw Yuan Lin beside Zhuo Ziyue, and the shouting appearance made Lin Jie almost not stuff the bun in his hand into his mouth.

"Shut your mouth, how can someone as single-minded as me play such a vulgar game as sleeping together?!" Righteously criticizing Wang Liang's vulgar thoughts, another picture appeared in Lin Jie's mind,

A big bed, a couple of women, oh......... This half a month has been too supplemental. I'm going to take my time...............

"What do you think, the buns are almost poking into the nostrils."

"No, I didn't think about anything, I didn't think about anything, I didn't think about anything." Three times five divided by two solved the last half of the bun in his hand, and denied it seriously.

Just now, he was just led astray by Wang Liang's killer. Well, it must be so.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"I've already eaten it." Facing Lin Jie's inquiring gaze, Yuan Lin nodded, her quiet nature was just like her character, short and powerful.

"Then let's go, the car should be almost at the school gate, I told them it was 7:30, and now it's 25." I looked at the watch on my wrist. I checked the time, after all, it took a bit of time to send the instructor before.

"Cars? Aren't taxis parked at the school gate? ”

"It's barely a taxi, but it doesn't have a taxi sign." Hearing Yuan Lin's words, Lin Jie glanced at Zhuo Ziyue with some surprise, and the latter's subtle shrugging was also a response to Lin Jie.

If it's not pretended, then this girl is good.

Out of pure appreciation for the girl, Lin Jie was a little surprised.

"That's all you say, don't say that later. Others will be upset. ”

"Yes, yes, Miss, you are right. The little ones are wrong. ”

On the way from the administration building to the school gate, it is basically a special session between Lin Jie and Zhuo Ziyue, you and I are very happy, Yuan Lin has said no more than ten sentences from beginning to end, and most of them are short words such as "um", "oh", "yes" and "yes", which makes Lin Jie a little helpless.

There's this character in. I just want to have a chat atmosphere, but I'm also powerless.

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Nebula Music,

Founder: Zhuo Zhixing.

In Huaguo, the scale of Nebula Music is indeed not the largest, but there are only a few large companies, especially there is a living signboard in the company. The entire music world is recognized as an ageless singer - Zhuo Zhixing.

Although this singer has not released an album for a long time now, his own achievements and singing skills are still a benchmark for Chinese musicians.

In the era when Zhuo Zhixing gradually disappeared, the word "God of Song" almost had no next heir, and he once gave way to the throne of the God of Song to Yu Tiancheng, the former generation of Zhuo Zhixing, said that after Zhuo Zhixing, the time for the God of Song to be born again may take a longer time, not for others, just because after Zhuo Zhixing, few people can break the monopoly of Zhuo Zhixing for a period of time.

Later, this "prophecy" really came true, because even today, when Zhuo Zhixing is in a state of semi-retirement, there is still no one who can achieve Zhuo Zhixing's achievements that year.

Of course, "after Zhuo Zhixing, there is no god of singing" may also be related to the general decline of the music scene today.

There used to be no music scene that didn't dare to go on stage, but now it has fallen to the point where any cat or dog dares to go on stage and call themselves singers.

I'm ugly, I have characteristics, I have explosive points on my body, I can take the route of strange songs, so that I will be able to become popular when I sing and debut;

I'm handsome, I'm only handsome, I'm only handsome, I can take the idol singer route, so my singing debut will definitely be very popular.

In the former, you can hear classics such as "skateboard shoes rubbing and rubbing" like Pang Mailang;

For the latter, you can just open a talent show.

From the perspective of far-reaching development, the development of the latter is undoubtedly much larger than the former, and even if the basic skills are solid, it is not impossible to be on fire.

The era of the blowout of classic works is gone, and today's talent singers and Internet celebrity singers are blooming everywhere.

Singing garbage without the slightest nutritional value, humming obscure and hard to hear and insisting that this is a song with connotation, rapping is meaningless, words are piled up randomly, obviously it is possible to add a few meaningless English paragraphs in Chinese saliva to show their internationalization,

A song that could have become a saliva song was forced to be pulled into a four-like, but it was still proud of the four-like, and the deformed development made many new sundae musicians with dreams leave in tears, and how many older generation musicians who were looking forward to repeating the glory were sad.

This is an era of entertainment to death, it is the best of times, and it is also the worst of times.

This is the best era, in this era, you can be famous in various ways, such as becoming popular on the Internet with narcissism, dominating the world with arrogance, the former you can see strange things such as Sister Feng, and the latter you can see Ye Liangchen, who is a local.

This is the worst era, the music scene of this era has become a garbage pharmaceutical factory, the black smoke and miasma are dancing wildly, and the hearts of singers are no longer as pure as they used to be.

People are looking forward to the emergence of a real voice in the music world, which can dispel the current impetuous wind, but unfortunately even the singer himself can't do it, the album three years ago, if it weren't for the title of "Zhuo Zhixing's Sealed Mountain", I'm afraid the sales will also die violently.

The times are advancing, but our music scene is constantly regressing, which has to be said to be the sadness of all musicians.

Of course, even though the music scene has degenerated, there are still many musicians who have dreams and are unwilling to give up and are working hard.

With their efforts, they are trying to maintain the last pure land of this music scene, but no one can know how long this pure land can be maintained.

Money is indeed a bastard, but people really need it, people always have to eat, they always have to support their families, and dreams, in the absence of hope, are just a flash in the pan after all.

So for those who have to bend over to reality, "cute" people, Lin Jie has always had respect.

It's not that they haven't struggled, it's not that they haven't struggled, but in the end, they still failed.

They want to eat, they want to support their families, so they bow their heads, and the so-called "don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice" is nothing more than a joke in modern society.

"So, Uncle Li, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Ever since he saw the man in front of him, Lin Jie has always maintained the respect he deserves.

Lin Jie and the three of them arrived at the headquarters of Nebula Music in a car specially sent by Zhuo Zhixing, and under the leadership of Lin Jie's familiarity, the three of them met a person, this person, Zhuo Ziyue, who is the daughter of Zhuo Zhixing, did not know either.

"Lin Jie, you are still so polite." The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Li by Lin Jie smiled brightly, and the wrinkles on his face looked a little more because of this bright smile, and the spine that was bent by life seemed to be a little straighter. (To be continued.) )