"Renpei is a person with feelings for rock and roll, he was transferred from the planning department of the parent company to the capital as the general manager, and he began to contact Lou San."

Jia Shudao did not respond to Meng Shi's words, and said to himself, "His philosophy is to learn from the advanced experience of Europe and the United States, make money first, and then pursue the improvement of the artistic realm, at least let some artists get rich first, and get rich first to drive ......"

Meng Shi pursed his lips and didn't want to comment on this.

Poor buddies go to rich relatives to borrow some money, and they have to look at people's faces, not to mention others.

Jia Shudao also felt that Zhang Renpei's idea was a bit ......

So he changed the subject,

"At present, the physical record industry is sluggish, and there are not many ways to hold concerts at present. Rock is niche but cohesive, and the scene is the soul, so this form is viable. ”

"But Lou San took the 800-mile Qin Chuan from heavy metal hard rock to experimental national psychedelic rock, and what he pursued was another level of something - spiritual freedom."

"The two of them have the same love for rock and roll, but they take very different paths."

Renpei wants "Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan" to come out and hold a few concerts to invigorate the market and let more people discover the potential commercial value of rock, so as to create a "rock and roll prosperous era". ”

"But this process is not smooth, because Lou San's attitude is that I am just an ordinary person, get some original music that I like, what revitalizes rock, what stands up, and has a bullshit relationship with me."

Jia Shudao looked at Meng Shi, "On the way here, I watched some of your videos, and I feel that you and he are the same kind of people, obviously both talented, but ......"

"Lou San and Dou Wei are the same kind of people, and I am nothing."

Meng Shi interrupted him.

Nesting in Yaoshan is escaping reality, and Lou San's nesting in the recording studio in the alley is a spiritual pursuit.

Although the two look a bit similar, they are fundamentally different.

"Dou Wei?"

Jia Shudao went through the name in his mind without the slightest impression.

"He sang big opera in our hometown, he was handsome when he was young, and he sang well, he made a small opera troupe, lived in an old house, went to a public toilet, and a girl poured him a night pot every morning."

Meng Shi wiped his hands on his pants and lit another cigarette.

He didn't like to listen to Jia Shudao's beep, so he started beeping himself.

"The days went by, until there were fewer and fewer public toilets and more and more private toilets, and a troupe said don't want your small theater troupe, we will take you to see the world, so he went to Xianggang to perform, and the effect was top-notch."

"After coming back, the group said, stop singing, become a singer, this makes money. He was not happy, and said, as soon as I sing as a singer, I will be willing to sing. ”

So the overall effect of the opera tapes given to him by the troupe was not as good as what he recorded at home, and then he figured it out, although the stage is big, there are not many places that can move."

Meng Shi took a puff of his cigarette, flicked the ash on the ashtray, and opened the glass bottle of water and took a sip.

He wondered how much a bottle of water was, and what else could he do besides quenching his thirst.

Jia Shudao pondered the taste of Meng Shi's words, saw him stop, and asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Later." Meng Shi put the bottle down, "Later, he figured it out, where he can't sing opera, why do you have to go on stage, it's good to tinker with what he likes to listen to at home." ”

Jia Shudao looked at Meng Shi and said, "If he is really top-notch, other troupes will not let him stay at home." ”

"Yes, a troupe didn't let him be idle, set up the stage for him, the audience was full, first found someone to sing the encore, the audience's emotions were paved in place, and finally invited him up, in anticipation, he took his figure, played gongs and drums, but there was no singing words, so the audience scolded the street."

Meng Shi had the honor to listen to Dou Wei's "Golden Mantra" in his last life.

Originally, this piece was 45 minutes long, perhaps because the organizer gave him an hour of performance time, and he didn't want to speak, so Meng Shi heard the longest version in history, 58 minutes of "Golden Mantra".

Bursting, caught off guard, the melody is restless, noisy, and there are occasional short and silent intervals in the middle, and there are voices, chanting, and guqin in the second half.

It's quite forced.

It's a pity that Meng Shi is a layman, and his reaction is - what is this?

When I went home and checked, there were various interpretations on the Internet, from religion to life, and finally talked about the unity of heaven and man.

However, Meng Shi remembered one thing, the golden curse can be understood as the mantra of the past life when the disaster occurs, the disaster is the divine consciousness, and the death is the bardo body.

After understanding this, Meng Shi felt that Dou Wei was really not a good person, he used the music festival as a legal field, and went there to stop there, and gave the squeaky people in the audience to die and exceed.

"Silence is better than sound, everyone can think of something." Jia Shu Daojue felt that this was a good story, and smiled, "Renpei and I both thought about making you a singer, but as soon as the words came out, you pointed to my nose and said that Huashi Lingtang sells tickets, and you are more simply than Dou Wei." ”

Meng Shi was noncommittal and said, "I'm curious about how Zhang Renpei finally persuaded Lou San to hold these three concerts." ”

Jia Shudao recalled for a moment and said, "It seems that he watched a movie, and he was very touched, saying that people always have to participate in life, so he agreed to Renpei." ”

Meng Shi calculated the time.

gave the material to Lu Chengkang, Lu Chengkang edited it and gave it to Lou San to make a soundtrack, took the finished film back, changed Lou San's soundtrack "Wind Eclipse" to "Kikujiro's Summer" and uploaded, Xie Xiangjie called and said that "Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan" was going to hold a concert.

He puffed on his cigarette and fell silent.

Jia Shudao didn't know what was wrong with him, turned his head to look at Qin Qingxue, and said, "My director of the public relations department said that Meng Shi is an outcast, and we burned the fire to the Qingxue Media behind him, and the matter was naturally resolved, so he gave me this." ”

Jia Shudao took out the planning book of "Band" from his bag.

Meng Shi said in the car that Huashi had gone into the water, but he didn't show "Kill That Hezhou Man" to Qin Qingxue and them at all.

Therefore, Qin Qingxue didn't understand the details of the conversation between the two.

But in order not to be ashamed, I barely maintained the frequency of two sentences and a nod, so as to show that I understand what you said.

Now seeing the word "Band", my calm expression finally can't hold back.

She didn't speak, though, because there was an expensive lesson that taught you – if you didn't think about what to say, don't talk yet.

Qin Qingxue touched Meng with her foot under the table.

Meng Shi came back to his senses and saw the "Band" on the table.

This is his ticket back to the capital to board the Bird's Nest.

He used this in exchange for Qin Qingxue to take him to see Cui Jianjun.

Meng Shi stretched out his hand and picked up the plan, "So, Huashi is ready to give up Zhang Renpei and get into this car?" ”

No matter how high the income of the concert is, it will not last long after all, and there will be no future.

But in this "Band" planning case, Jia Shudao feels that he has the potential to become the second "Singer".

And behind this project is the enlightening music of Cui Jianjun, Qin Qingguo, and even Zhang Jinfan.

In fashionable parlance, this project is full of face, and the chance of overturning is very small.

So.

A new genre, long-term and stable music project, and at the same time a considerable amount of income.

A tour that was destined to be short-lived, and now threatens to ruin the company's reputation.

Everyone knows what to choose.

Jia Shudao and Meng Shi looked at each other and smiled, "I want to see how you overturn the table." ”

"You want me to 'die' Zhang Renpei, and you can take it over."

Meng Shi extinguished the cigarette and put the paper in his hand in front of Jia Shudao.

Jia Shudao didn't speak, just looked at Meng Shi.

Meng Shi put down his feet, which had been a little numb for a long time, and the person leaned back, looked at Jia Shu and said, "I made the movie that prompted the 800-mile Qinchuan to agree to the concert, and the name is "Liuxia". ”

Jia Shudao instantly thought of the video he clicked in, found that there were ninety minutes, and then retreated.

"The later stage was done by Lu Chengkang, the screenwriter was Lu Duancun, and the soundtrack was ...... Building Three. ”

"I came to the capital on the 24th and gave Qin Qingxue these two pieces of paper, she took me to see Cui Jianjun, and Cui Jianjun took me to see the fifth child on the evening of the 25th."

"Cui Jianjun introduced me like this, 'This is Meng Shi, I want to sing a song for San'"

"The fifth said, 'He said he wanted to see you.'"

"On the 27th, I sent Lou San to the funeral home, and on the way back, I got off the bus and went to Qingxue Media, where I wrote a song called "Gift"."

"Qin Qingguo said to me, you just want to become famous through San's funeral, you are not more noble than Zhang Renpei."

"Today, I uploaded "Kill That Riverman Man" before I took the stage."

"You are in the Red Mansion, singing and dancing. And I was on a journey to the west, taking the pig to learn the scriptures together. ”

Meng Shi touched his round head, and lost the patience to argue with Jia Shudao, "Manager Jia, we were not in the same place from the beginning, so you are destined not to win, this project, Huashi has no play." ”

Qin Qingxue was quite moved at first, she didn't expect that Meng Shi and Lou San would have such a heavy relationship in it.

At the same time, I was ashamed of what Qin Qingguo said.

But when Meng Shi said that she took the pig to learn the scriptures together, she felt offended.

And Jia Shudao lost his best words at this moment.

Just like the wooden boy I just met at the mouth of the alley, I heard Li Jiangshan say, you won't have to clean tomorrow, and he was at a loss for a while.

Because, he finally determined that Meng Shi was not only really capable, but also broke Zhang Renpei's platform apart with one foot.

He could easily punch a hole in Hua Shi's head again.

Although Meng Shi and Lou San have never met, this kind of relationship is the most terrifying.

There is a saying that bosom friends are hard to find, and this relationship has to be sung from ancient times to the present.

No matter how many trolls there are, no matter how powerful the control and evaluation are, it is useless.

As long as Meng Shirang starts to exert his strength, he will interpret "Kill That Hezhou Man" step by step from the beginning.

When he said that he was a mourning hall dancer at Lou San's funeral, no one in that circle dared to go on the stage set up by Zhang Renpei, even if the stage was dazzling.

As Meng Shi said, I'm on a journey to the west, and you're in the Red Mansion.

The warbler of the Red Chamber sang and danced, and finally fell into the forest, and the white land was really clean.

Journey to the West is difficult step by step, but in the end he seeks the true scriptures.

Jia Shudao, who felt that he was always sitting firmly, couldn't laugh anymore, for a long time, "We have never been enemies, and you don't need to be that monkey with a golden hoop, that video can just be a strange style MV, Huashi can ask Zhang Renpei to ask you to go ashore, we ......"

Meng Shi stood up and stretched out his hand to compare the door, "Manager Jia, it's not too early, let's go back." ”

Jia Shudao sat for more than ten seconds, got up and left.

Qin Qingxue watched him leave, and her mind was full of question marks, "What monkey?" What MV? ”

When the dust settled, Meng Shi played "Kill That Hezhou Man" to her.

Qin Qingxue looked at the shadow dancing in the mourning hall overlapping with Meng Shi, and clasped her phone on the table.

She understood, and said, "Let's let Hua Shi join, otherwise Ma Luya won't be able to get on the "Band", if you attack them with this, they can also attack you with this, this is a golden hoop on your head." ”

"Wow, I didn't even think of it, why are you so smart."

Meng Shi's words were exaggerated, but his tone was stable, and he didn't even have an expression.

Qin Qingxue's cerebral blood vessels jumped straight as she listened.

This is so annoying!

I have done a lot of things and been wronged, but I can't feel distressed at all!

"I'm an UP master, Chen and the skewer seller, Xie Xiangjie is a programmer who is bald and full of money to make money and get married, it's enough for Ma Luyazi, and it's fun to be a scary water ghost."

The ghost who doesn't go ashore is the most terrifying, and Jia Shu said it is wonderful.

Meng Shi said and wanted to light a cigarette again.

He found it boring to be friends with smart people, but the opponent was a smart person, and he could really save a lot of trouble.

If Jia Shudao is a stunned young man, then this matter will have to be troubled for several days, which is very annoying.

"Stop smoking." Qin Qingxue stretched out her hand and grabbed it, "I haven't stopped smoking all night!" ”

Okay.

Meng Shi clapped his hands, "That's it, Jia Shudao will stop the concert when he goes back, as for the band charter, it's here, you just ask your father to contact the band, Huashi ...... over there"

Meng Shi scratched his head, "If they resolutely want to get in the car, let them get a few idol boy groups to have fun." ”

Qin Qingxue imagined for a moment, the idol boy group and these rock bands that had come out of the crawling were on the same stage, this picture, tsk.

A bowl of freshly rolled Yangchun fine noodles was placed in front of Meng Shi.

Li Jiangshan said, "Thank you." ”

Meng Shi picked up the chopsticks and took a sip, then raised his head, "Is there chili oil?" ”

Li Jiangshan's face was expressionless.

"Chili sauce?"

Li Jiangshan's small eyes did not fluctuate.

Meng Shi lowered his head and sucked the noodles.

I don't come to private restaurants anymore, and I don't even have chili peppers to eat noodles.

Compared with Yangchun noodles and Evian, Meng Shi felt that he was more suitable for a bowl of fried noodles for eight yuan and a bottle of beer for three yuan.

He finished half a bowl of noodles, turned his head to Qin Qingxue and said, "Let me play with your girl group." ”

Qin Qingxue's face was gloomy.

You are also in the Red Mansion, and I am traveling to the west.

Phew!