"You're talking about hundreds of thousands of people attending the Woodstock Festival?"

"It's not that much, and the gymnasium can't hold so many people."

Xue Ke and Fang Yuanchao were deeply suspicious of what Li Yange had just said, although he didn't know what a music festival was, but he also roughly understood from his words that it was similar to a concert, but a gymnasium could accommodate tens of thousands of people at most, and hundreds of thousands of it was impossible.

"I didn't say that in the gymnasium, everyone is in the suburbs, stretching for several kilometers, and no matter how many people there are, they can be pretended."

Li Yange still remembers a video she once saw on the Internet about the 1969 "Woodstock Music Festival", the roaring crowd was dense, and all the heads were everywhere.

When they heard that it was a suburb, the two of them had no doubts, after all, Li Yange didn't need to lie to them about it, Xue Ke pondered for a moment and asked: "Cui Jian held a concert, just to hold a music festival?" ”

"I guess so, otherwise why would they hold a concert and invite you to the stage."

"Then you say we're going or not?"

"Go! Why don't you go? It's a shame you missed such a great opportunity. ”

Don't look at this music festival is not very formal, and it can't make money, but if Cui Jianzhen starts it, then there will definitely be a lot of audiences at that time, tens of thousands of people are impossible, and there are still thousands of people. As long as Xue Ke and Dou Dawei perform on stage, it is possible to gather a large number of fans, why not?

"But you said that there are so many people, will it affect it badly?" Xue Ke was a little worried, after all, there would inevitably be accidents when there were many people, and if there was a mistake, the impact would not be a little bit.

"Probably not."

Li Yange thought about it carefully, there are not many people who love rock and roll now, and it would be good to have a few thousand people when the time comes, and it won't have much impact.

"That's okay, I'll talk to Dawei and them when the time comes."

Xue Ke hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't make up his mind whether to go or not, on the one hand, he felt that this opportunity was rare, a concert, even if it was not held in the gymnasium, the number of people who came was not at all overwhelmed by the concert. Being able to perform in front of such an audience is something to brag about.

Li Yange smiled and said, "Well, you can discuss it yourself, I won't accompany you more, and I have to go to dinner." ”

In his previous life, he had never heard of Cui Jian's rock concert, either no one went, or the butterfly effect occurred, but anyway, Xue Ke and their past performances were still beneficial, and when rock music swept the country, maybe he could still mix with the old-timers.

"Let's talk about it then, let's go, let's go to dinner."

Seeing that Li Yange was about to go out with a lunch box, Xue Ke dragged the upper aid court out of the dormitory together.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, they cooked a meal and sat down at the table to eat.

"Lao Li, how is your courtyard neat?"

The last time he borrowed money, Li Yange didn't mention buying a house, and Fang Yuanchao didn't know.

It wasn't until he bought the courtyard house that a few days later, when Li Yange asked Xue Ke to find a few people to help decorate the house, he learned from the conversation between the two that Li Yange actually bought a courtyard house in Beijing for 20,000 yuan, and Fang Yuanchao was stunned on the spot.

Li Yange pulled the lunch box a few times, picked up a piece of potato and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's been done a long time ago." ”

These days, he is used to eating Sichuan home-cooked food cooked by Cheng Shaojun, and then eating these tasteless meals in the canteen, which is a bit tasteless.

"Then when are we going to your place to have a look, I haven't been to the courtyard much yet!" Fang Yuanchao was a little excited.

Xue Ke nodded: "Yes, Lao Li, you have a house here, it's still a courtyard, and we'll go to your place for rehearsals during the summer vacation." ”

"It's okay to go and have a meal, don't put my yard aside for rehearsals, the neighbors are afraid of people talking." Li Yange shook his head, when the band was rehearsing, it was called a noise, and if he really wanted to beat the drum kit in the courtyard, he dared to guarantee that within ten minutes, a neighbor would inevitably come to the door with someone from the street committee.

Fang Yuanchao frowned: "What are you afraid of, we haven't done anything bad, it's just singing, and this neighbor is also in charge?" ”

"Anyway, why don't you care, you are crying wolf in the yard, and the neighbors are not panicking when they hear it?"

Li Yange glanced at Fang Yuanchao, looked at Xue Ke and said, "If you want to find a place to rehearse during the summer vacation, I suggest that you still use the school's rehearsal room, which is spacious and has good sound insulation, and you don't need to spend money." ”

"But Dou Dawei is not from the school, so it is inconvenient to come in often." Why didn't Xue Ke think about this, but Dou Dawei couldn't.

"Then you see if there is any place to rent, it is better to have a remote environment, there are no residents, when the time comes, we will change the place, not only can we rehearse, but also make a small bar to make some money"

"What is Qing?"

Xue Ke was used to hearing some strange and fresh words from Li Yange's mouth often, but this was the first time he had heard of it.

Li Yange was stunned, but she didn't expect to say the word, and after thinking about it, she explained: "It's a bit like a dance hall, but there aren't so many people, just set up a few tables, a few chairs, and then make a longer bar." There are a few more pool tables, and the people who come to play drink, play billiards, play poker, and sing a little less noisy song or something. ”

Afraid that the two of them hadn't understood yet, Li Yange shouted more: "It can also be said to be an alternative kind of salon." ”

"What is Sharon?" Fang Yuanchao didn't understand, but Xue Ke knew a little, in recent years, those big courtyard disciples often like to engage in literary salons, recitation salons or something, although he is not a big courtyard disciple, as an authentic Beijinger, he also knows people in this area, and has participated in it a few times.

Li Yange tried his best to use the meaning that Fang Yuanchao could understand, and said very bluntly what the salon is: "The salon can be understood as a group of people gathering together, drinking drinks and drinking while chatting and bragging. Lao Xue should know a little bit about this, I heard that many big courtyard disciples like salons and engage in some petty bourgeoisie. ”

(The word petty bourgeoisie has existed in the Republic of China, which is roughly the same as we understand it now.) ）

"Is that so?" Fang Yuanchao looked at Xue Ke, only to see him nod and say, "What Lao Li said is almost the same." ”

"Can you make money by opening this? Isn't it just a chat and a drink of soda? Shall we just make some soda money? ”

Li Yange glanced at Xue Ke, and saw that he was also curious and seemed interested: "Old Xue, do you want to get it?" ”

"I don't know what it is, but it's kind of funny."

Xue Ke didn't show his attitude, but there was still a hint of interest in his words.

Seeing this, Li Yange said directly: "If you want to do it, you can still make a little money with drinks, snacks and fruit plates, but if you want to have a continuous stream of customers, it is still very easy to do one or two thousand a month." ”

"One or two thousand?" The two of them were stunned, this is called not making much?

"Well, there can be almost one or two thousand, after all, the best money to make is the money of people who like petty bourgeoisie."

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