"Dear friends, I'm so glad to meet you!"

In a bar near the Conservatory, Olivier generously welcomed everyone back to Heimdall.

Strange to say, it's obviously all bars, but

"What, Olivier, haven't you been happy lately?" Raising his glass, Learmel asked knowingly.

"Every day is a cumbersome official meeting, and the courses of the conservatory can only be listened to every three or five times, and Papaya-kun is also very nagging, and he is about to be annoyed." Olivier spat casually, of course, ruthlessly ignored by the others.

"What do you think of the songs of the rest of us? This album shouldn't be worse than the last one! ”

Olivier thought about it seriously and said, "Actually, the one that Stelley was drawn from is very good, and I have the inspiration to write a few more songs on this theme." ”

Duchamp said disapprehantly: "Then put it into the plan for the next album." ”

Olivier poured wine for everyone and asked, "What are your holiday plans besides recording a new album?" ”

Isaac grinned, "On August 12th, there will be an exchange event called 'The Arrival of the Visual Age' at the Chase Central Workshop, when Stellary has a treat, and we can all go abroad to have fun. ”

"What? Go abroad, I'm going too! Olivier pounced on Duchamp: "Stelli-kun, would you like to help buy one more airship ticket?" ”

No matter how wrong this posture looked, Duchamp suddenly burst out: "Let go, Mu Lajun, hurry up and pull him away." ”

Olivier hurriedly turned his head: "Mura is here?" Where is it? ”

Duchamp laughed: "Murajun said that he would come, and I have already bought more than ten ferry tickets, and it doesn't matter if you buy one more person, if you can get a visa successfully, it doesn't matter if you have one more ticket." ”

Olivier snapped his fingers and said dryly, "No problem, cheers!" The glass in his hand touched the glass that Duchamp had placed on the table, and he did it himself.

Duchamp couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Olivier speak so simply, and then a little melancholy, after his promotion, his intuition was much sharper, and now his intuition told him that he had found a mess for himself.

With the business on track, EMI Music rented a separate courtyard near the conservatory, renovated its own recording studio and rehearsal room, hung an eye-catching sign at the door, and put up posters of the band, which looked much more formal.

In the manager's office, Billy reported to Duchamp on the operation of the record company: "We have released more than 30 kinds of content ourselves, and the cumulative sales have reached 400,000 copies. We have a gross profit of about 3 meters per share, and we can basically run smoothly and keep scrolling down. ”

This is very good news.

Duchamp said happily: "The key for music companies now is to enrich the content and make it popular and build up the word-of-mouth, and as for the commercial returns, it doesn't matter if it is slow, and if you find a good little band, you can also try to publish their stuff." ”

Billy said embarrassedly, "Actually, in addition to Sword and Rose, I also signed another band." ”

"Oh!" Duchamp asked curiously, "Where is the band?" ”

"It's a band that graduated from the Conservatory of Music formed a few years ago called 'Otherworldly,' and I worked as a drummer in it," Billy said wryly. ”

Duchamp couldn't help laughing and said, "It's a good thing, if you don't like music in a music company, how can you do it well?" Are there any songs that have already been recorded? ”

Billy confidently says, "I just finished recording my first album and I'm personally happy with the music in it. ”

To be satisfied with the music in it is to be dissatisfied with something other than music, so what is it?

Billy took out the album and put it in the Walkman, and suddenly, a burst of free and loose style music came, full of a speakeasy taste, and the drum was not the fierce drum beat that Duchamp imagined, but the drum beat of a small tambourine, and when the lead singer spoke, it was a fairly mature man's tone, with a vicissitudes of life.

After listening to two songs in a row, Duchamp vaguely understood what Billy meant, this kind of music style, to be honest, Duchamp also likes it, close to the style of some Latin American bands, loose, romantic, with a narrative style, but it does not adapt to the mainstream aesthetics of the empire, in other words, the commercial value is definitely not as good as the Sword and the Rose Band.

Duchamp gave a thumbs up and praised him: "Very good, I like it myself." Many people will definitely want to have a plate by their side during the trip. ”

Billy had a relieved smile on his face.

"But the cover of the album is too plain, after all, the cover is the main element to attract customers, I suggest that the photographer take some photos that match the artistic conception of the music, the color is better obvious, and then make a cover. You may also want to print some posters and give them to sellers when the album goes on sale. ”

Billy showed a slightly shy expression: "The members of our band look ordinary, so we don't need to take pictures." ”

"Whether handsome or not is not fundamental, it is fundamentally to attract people to buy albums. If there is no picture of the singer on the album, people don't know who is singing the song, and there is no feeling of communicating with the singer. ”

Billy hesitated and said, "Anyway, the album hasn't officially released yet, so let's give it a try." ”

Duchamp pointed out the trick: "Remember the photos with a sincere smile, or else look cool." With that, he held aloft the album of the band 'Otherworldly' and ran towards the crowd, announcing loudly: "Come and listen to the album of the second band of EMI Music, which is perfect for music in a bar!" ”

Billy watched the members of Sword and Rose admiring their work, and picked up a guitar and plucked it.

From entering the conservatory ten years ago to the present, due to the arrangement of fate and various reasons, until now, he has finally realized his dream of publishing his own music works.

The atmosphere in the room was in the heat of time when the communicator went off.

Billy picked up the phone, and after a while, shouted loudly, "Boss, someone is looking for you!" ”

Someone called here. Duchamp felt a little strange and picked up the earpiece.

"Styry, you're such a busy man, do you have time to come to my house for a quick meal? No, nothing special, my son is back and introducing you to the official acquaintance. From the other end of the communicator, came the voice of Reem III.

As soon as Duchamp arrived in the imperial capital, the old man called Duchamp, and the news was really well-informed.

Duchamp muttered as he hung up the communication, explained the reason to Learmour, and prepared to act alone at night.