Chapter 4 Saving the Man in the Chinese Music Scene

Houhai bar, the lights are bright.

On the stage, a beautiful woman with bare thighs sang Jay Chou's "Back to the Past" hard, and the audience was fascinated.

Ji Yun is a frequent visitor here.

As soon as he entered the door, his eyes swept around, and he saw a decadent figure drinking alcohol, so he walked over.

Before he reached the ground, he heard the decadent man squirt.

"What the hell are you singing!"

The decadent man who spoke was Ji Yun's friend Liu Che.

A rich second generation who is not doing his job, in order to chase his rock dream, resolutely gave up his family's assets and came to this unfamiliar metropolis.

Ji Yun is a little jealous every time he looks at him, if he fails, he will be forced to go home to inherit a million-dollar family business, and if he fails, he will have to nibble on pickles and choke on steamed buns, and listen to the chicken soup of Qianlang to continue to live - it has taken generations of hard work, why should they lose to you?

I'm going to fuck your sister!

Although Ji Yun has a faint hatred for wealth in his heart, like most people, this does not affect Liu Che to become his friend.

This person is not from Yanjing, but his poor kung fu is more powerful than Ji Yun, a local, obviously the people on stage sing well, but he still has to smack two sentences to vent his dissatisfaction.

However, Ji Yun knew that he was not dissatisfied with this singer, but with the songs sung by this singer.

There is a chain of contempt in the music circle: those who play classical look down on those who play jazz, those who play jazz look down on those who play rock, those who play rock look down on pop, and those who play pop look down on rap, as for folk? I'm sorry, but is there such a song?

To be honest, after 20 years, even the use of any listening software can form a chain of contempt, and it is not surprising that the music industry is despised for it.

At the beginning of the century, rock and roll had lost its cultural soil, and some capital was in a hurry to create "miracles", but the rebellious atmosphere of rockers made them unable to integrate perfectly with the mainstream culture. At this point, a new generation has surged, and pop music has once again become the darling of capital.

Liu Che's generation can't keep up with the heat when he eats, and just decided to devote himself to the rock career he loves and give his life to rock and roll, he was hit hard by the current situation, and he can only mix in bars every day to vent his dissatisfaction by getting slightly drunk.

"When do you think I'll get through?"

Liu Che had already drunk a lot of wine, and looked at Ji Yun at the table, his eyes were already slightly blurred.

Looking at his dejected appearance, Ji Yun was also a little helpless, judging from the memory in his mind, rock and roll is dead, at most he sells his feelings, and it is impossible to let the market recreate the spring of rock and roll.

In the future, Wang Banbi is the only rock star who can occupy the first line, and sadly, the last "half of the country" in the Chinese music scene is also going to be transformed.

"If you let me smash 300w, I can become a new star in the rock music scene tomorrow."

Liu Che's eyes lit up, and then he hesitated a little: "But my voice is not very good, I'm afraid that I will be scolded after I use money to smash it out." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Yun with burning eyes.

Ji Yun was a little hairy by him, he knew what the other party thought, he couldn't sing, but he played the guitar well, and he had smashed 40w before and learned from Huang Guanzhong, the king of Asian bass, for a while.

He can't be the lead singer.

But he can't, he thinks about Ji Yunxing.

Liu Che heard Ji Yun sing by chance, and his wife couldn't sing this without running through his smoke, and after listening to it once, he always recruited Ji Yun to form a band with him.

But Ji Yun doesn't want to be a singer in his heart, he really can't eat this bowl of rice, he has hidden the golden songs of nearly 20 years in his mind, it is impossible to say that he is not moved, but he really can't dig it out!

Don't think that if you know a little bit and you can write "Cloud Palace Xunyin" of Journey to the West, do you know how to compose music, do you know how to arrange?

Take Dong Chou's Huo Yuanjia as an example.

In the prelude alone, Chou Dong used eight musical instruments, namely guzheng, Chinese drums, erhu, electric guitar, drum kit, bass, pipa, and flute, not to mention the mixing of DJing and synthesized drums, to present such a perfect effect.

Wouldn't it be a waste of things if Ji Yun made a broken version?

Besides, the competition in that circle is fierce, and you want him to sing?

Gotta add money!

"Well, you can choose to sing the curse big, it's a bit artistic, and maybe you can create a genre." Ji Yun is sincere, now that the second-hand lily is not on fire, he can learn from it first.

Liu Che was a little disappointed: "Is the Chinese rock music scene really hopeless?" ”

"I'm thinking that if you don't mix, you can breathe for a few more years."

"Look at that." Liu Che looked very weak and pointed in one direction.

Ji Yun followed the direction of his finger and saw a man.

A man in his thirties, with a chrysanthemum on his head, a cigarette roll in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand. looked directly at the beautiful woman on the stage, and it was uncomfortable to roll a cigarette.

Ji Yun's eyes lit up, "Isn't this the queen of cross talk?" ”

"This old rock cannon is going to surrender to the enemy!"

Uncle Qian is a player, and when he talks about cross talk, he is happy. opened a zoo by himself, accidentally made money, acted in a few movies, accidentally won the actor, helped others make cameos, and made a contribution to the box office record of Chinese movies by accident.

Not only that, but he is also the vice president of the Rock Association in the future. In terms of qualifications in the rock industry, Liu Che is tied up as a young man, and no one has a wide network in the rock music scene.

"How do you know people don't look at their thighs?" Ji Yun saw that the other party's smoking was really tasteful, and he was also aroused by his addiction to smoking, and when he pulled it into his pocket, he found that his pocket was empty.

There was no cigarette, so he could only take a sip of lemon juice and said to Liu Che: "Don't you want to get ahead, go up to know and let people recommend you." ”

"Hey, hey!" Hearing this, Liu Che showed a triumphant smile, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Ji Yun flatteringly. "I'm going up to pick up the stubble and people won't away, why don't you help me?"

"So you're waiting for me here." Ji Yun glanced at him, "Say, let me help." ”

"Let's go on stage and sing a song."

"People are clear, can you let us go up and howl?"

"Don't worry, I gave the boss 8,000 yuan, and we'll go up in a while."

"You cow B!" Ji Yun helplessly supported his forehead, sighing at the other party's ability to make money.

After singing "Back to the Past", the little girl on the stage began to sing other songs on the album "Octave Space".

Not to mention, during this time period, those who dare to sing Dong Chou's songs have a few brushes, and the resident singer finished singing the slow song and began to sing "The Last Battle" again.

This song is not something that ordinary people can sing, people nowadays don't even know what rap is, it's good to be able to read the lyrics fluently, not to mention whether this song can be sung in its entirety, you can admire her courage if you dare to sing it.

The guitar was plugged in over there, and the prelude to the final battle had just sounded, and Liu Che's people were stupid.

"Can the sound of gunfire be used as an accompaniment?"

Ji Yun closed his eyes slightly, immersed in the singing, this song is interpreted by a female voice and has a unique flavor.

"Why don't we help save the pop scene?" Liu Che said tentatively.

His impression of the pop music scene is still stuck in the years when Hong Kong and Taiwan copied Japan and South Korea in the last century, and Jay Chou's songs completely shattered his inherent impression of pop music.

"Don't worry, as long as he sings one day, the Chinese pop music scene doesn't need you to save it."