The expression on Zhang Linjun's face was very stiff.

Meng Shi's sentence, this is my younger brother Meng Chui, the big UP master with 300,000 fans of the beep station, it is really a bit of a mentality.

This feels like a fellow writer.,Suddenly met the main owner.,The feeling in my heart is not enough for a spice shop.。

Meng Shi had never interacted with Zhang Linjun at the beep station, so Zhang Linjun didn't know if Meng Shi's words were mocking him, until Meng Shi turned off the singing machine, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said, "in the future, remember to put the purchase link of the copyright network in the video introduction." "Grabbing and grabbing

Zhang Linjun scratched his head and smiled, and reached out to support Jiang You, who was grinning with his teeth.

With Meng Shi here, no one drove them anymore.

Jiang You walked on crutches, stared at Meng Shi, and said, "See, my leg is really broken!" ”

Meng Shi frowned and asked Zhang Linjun, "Who is he?" ”

Zhang Linjun helped Jiang You and said, "I just met outside, beep, beep, netizens, often watch my videos." ”

Meng Shi looked at the plaster on his leg and thought that this thing had a brain problem, your leg was broken, what does it matter to me?

But out of humanitarianism, he said, "Are you okay, do you want to go to the hospital?" ”

Jiang You's momentum stagnated, like a deflated ball, and the whole person lost his highlights.

When he met Zhang Linjun and Meng successively today, he suddenly realized that what he kept in mind all the time, never forgot and was filled with righteous indignation, in the eyes of others, was just a small thing that he didn't take to heart.

Meng Shi looked at Jiang You, who suddenly looked very depressed, and felt that this somewhat rich beep station netizen was quite familiar.

And there seems to be a piano melody faintly ringing in my head.

At this time, Maizi pulled him and said, "You told our band to stop singing, seriously?" ”

Meng Shi came back to his senses, looked at Maizi's clean eyes, nodded, and said, "That's Xiaoqiao's song, and I don't like your adaptation either." ”

Mai Zi was silent, his eyes stubbornly staring at Meng Shi.

Meng Shi said to Zhang Linjun, "You sit here for a while, and I'll talk to them about something." ”

Zhang Linjun hurriedly said, "You hurry up, the two of us can go to the audience rest area outside." ”

Meng Shi shook his head and motioned for him not to go, and asked, "Did you bring the camera?" ”

"Brought it."

"I have a song for someone, you can help me shoot it, pass the beep station." Meng Shi said, while gesturing to Qin Qian to take the computer bag she was carrying, he took out a USB flash drive from the bag and handed it to Zhang Linjun, "When this show starts, you will send it to the whole network." ”

Qin Qian asked curiously, "What's inside, what?" ”

"Why are you a little assistant doing so much, climb." Meng Shi put the bag into her arms and pushed it away.

"You bully people~" Qin Qian hugged his bag, pouted, and trotted to complain to Lao Qin.

Zhang Linjun looked at the familiar USB flash drive, his hands trembled a little excitedly, and he nodded vigorously.

What was in the USB flash drive, there was no need for Meng Shi to say, he knew it very well in his heart.

Because, this USB flash drive was originally given by him to Meng Shi.

The content in it is the conversation between Meng Shi, Lao Cui, and Lao Wu that he photographed in the noodle shop, as well as a song they collaborated on "absurdly".

Meng Shi patted Zhang Linjun on the shoulder, and then said to Maizi, "Come with me." ”

Now only a few hours before the official recording, he vetoed the song selection of "Street Lamps in the Sun".

Then it is necessary to tell Maizi what the problem of this adaptation is, and what to do with the officially recorded songs.

Otherwise, his blame and dissatisfaction will directly kill the band.

Although Meng Shi didn't like Gao Ben, didn't like wheat, and didn't like "street lamps under the sun", this band just "died", and it was not the result he wanted to see.

Meng Shi was in the Yuhu Nunnery of the Blue Mountain and the old monk Xingsheng before, and talked about a concept called "Blame must have a way" - blame, condemnation, just like asking a patient, the process after diagnosis is to prescribe medicine, I said that if you are sick, then I will give you a doctor.

I said you can't do this, no, then I have a responsibility to tell you what I think you are wrong and what you should do is right.

This "way" is the "purpose" of responsibility.

Of course, this is Meng Shi's personal values and way of behaving in the world, and he will not ask everyone to be the same as himself.

And he didn't just meet a person, just "blame" one thing.

The trouble of people is to be a good teacher.

If it weren't for Zhang Renpei putting him in the list of options for the band's cover, if it wasn't for Maizi who happened to be selected, Meng Shi wouldn't have bothered to care about it at all.

Meng Shi shook his fingers and walked to the stage, Maizi followed behind him.

Yuan Fei, the street lamp drummer under the sun, and Gao Ben glanced at each other, but finally did not follow.

Zhang Linjun looked at Meng Shi's back on the stage, held the USB and asked, "What's the name of that song?" ”

Meng Shi said, "Fake monks." ”

Maizi asked, "What song?" "巘戅九饼 Chinese 巘戅

Meng Shi ignored her.

And the wheat fell silent.

Meng Shi shouted to the side of the stage, and the few people who had been watching him at the second scene, "Director Zhang, can you come over for a while?" Fifth brother, you can also come here. ”

As soon as he spoke, Zhang Renpei, Lao Wu, and Lu Chengkang all stood up and walked to the stage.

Lao Qin got up the slowest and hung behind a few people, a few people got on the stage, he spoke first, "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Shi said to Zhang Renpei, "I want to replace the street lights." ”

Lao Qin said, "No, although you initiated this show, you made it clear that you would not interfere, and now what position do you use to let our participating bands change songs, and now it is very popular, how can you stop when you say stop." ”

's adaptation competition, as well as the next "Goddess Invitational Competition", to put it bluntly, is a rub of popularity.

Use adaptations of classic songs, popular songs, and invite well-known or topical female artists and bands to collaborate to increase the exposure and traffic of the show itself.

The reason why Meng Shi appeared in the adaptation competition and was selected was because of his two songs, which had a high traffic.

Meng Shi was unimpressed by Lao Qin's provocation and said, "From the standpoint of the creator, I say that I don't like such an adaptation. ”

"The program team bought the copyright of this song from Knight Copyright, which includes commercial use and adaptation." Lao Qin was quite proud.

He felt that this kid was very naïve, and he sold the commercial performance and adaptation rights for three hundred yuan a song, just like a joke, after this incident, it was necessary to let Qin Qingxue take care of him.

Meng Shi put one arm around Lao Qin's shoulder and said, "Godfather-level figures, don't be like me, a child, you have seen it in general." "Grabbing and grabbing

There was a Qin Qingxue between him and Lao Qin, who was destined to not be able to get along, so he simply took the first step to soften.

If Lao Qin really holds it and wants to pinch him, he doesn't mind, let Lao Qin eat again.

Although the copyright is sold cheaply, 30,300, it does not mean that it is impossible to control the sale.

There is an additional clause in his copyright agreement - if Party A has doubts or dissatisfaction with Party B's commercial performance and adaptation of the song, it can unilaterally terminate the authorization of the song after notifying Party B and on the premise of refunding the cost of Party B's purchase of the copyright.

This is not an overlord clause, what Meng Shi sold itself is just an authorization, if he is not satisfied with the person who bought it, and returns the three hundred yuan, he will terminate the authorization, and properly bring good people. 巘戅妙笔库巘戅

The street lamp is a band signed by Jia Shudao, Lao Qin wishes they would be eliminated sooner, and the reason why he opposed Meng Shi to change their song selection was just to compete with him.

Now that Meng Shi is soft, Lao Qin's heart is smooth, and he no longer holds the shelf, and says with a smile, "Don't bring me any godfather hat, I'm just an old drummer." ”

As he spoke, he used his arm to push Meng Shi, who was not big or small, to his throat, and said to Maizi, "He wants to change your song selection, what is your opinion?" ”

Maizi said to Meng Shi, "What do you think is wrong with that version just now?" ”

Meng Shi asked Zhang Renpei to let the center console play the previous song of Maizi.

"I dreamed that angels were slowly falling from the rust-colored sky......"

In the entire arrangement of the first section, the trumpet and guitar faintly suppress Maizi's dream-like singing voice, which looks very psychedelic.

This was followed by pure vocal, religious chanting,

"I was lying in the burnt ground, with a full moon in my eyes, and I hoped for a replacement, when the sun poured in from the sky ......"

Finally, the bursting of heavy metals,

"I dreamed of a silver spaceship, soaring in the blue sky! There, people were crying! Colors are whirling! ”

After the recording was played, Meng Shi said, "If you think about your own arrangement, psychedelic, Gregorian chant, heavy metal, you stuff this song too much, you want to make it profound, not in the mainstream, not ordinary, but also want the public to calm down and listen, which is not good and unrealistic in itself."

It's like writing, not to mention how it's written, it takes ten days and half a month to update a chapter, isn't it pure and stupid?

Since you are here to participate in this show, let's put the so-called style first.

What does rock 'n' roll need right now?

A "hero" is needed.

A hero who, like Da Yao, can boost the entire industry.

How to become a hero, you have to touch the audience, you have to be down-to-earth, you have to become famous, and you have to get out of the circle.

You can't feel that your own things are very bad, and then when the public doesn't choose you, they scold these people for being garbage and not understanding appreciation.

It's immoral and silly.

You can't ignore the feelings of the audience, shake your hair, and dance with self-absorption.

Hand in hand first, and then try to make heart-to-heart contact.

Otherwise, there is no point in coming to the show. ”

Meng Shi expressed his own opinions, and did not care whether others agreed with him.

He paused, let the others digest it, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said to the wheat,

"You are wearing ghost-like makeup on stage, and you want the audience to focus on your thoughts, why not do you do the other way around, first let the audience think you are good-looking, and then raise interest to understand your soul?"

Maizi reached out and took the cigarette in Meng Shi's hand and was silent.

"In this era, the pace is in a hurry, and it is too slow to rush with the soul between the legs, to put on the wings, and not to be ashamed of the beauty, the shame is the dilapidated inner that is not worthy of the beauty."

Meng Shi was not clear, patted Mai Zi's head, and said, "Mai Zi, do you have confidence in your soul and your own thoughts?" ”

And the wheat said, Yes.

Meng Shi dug out the only song from the copyright network that no one had ever bought the copyright of, and said, "Sing this." ”

He also said to Zhang Renpei and the other bands present, "Under special circumstances, the time is too rushed, find someone to assist them in arranging, do you have any opinions?" ”

and "Street Lamps under the Sun", Ma Yi, the lead singer of the veteran punk band "Tongue Sword", who chose to adapt Meng Shi's songs, was the first to stand up and said excitedly, "It's no problem at all!" ”

Maizi held up the cigarette in his hand and said, "We can do it ourselves." ”

Meng Shi casually took back his own cigarette.

Since she said so, Meng Shi had no reason to object, he said everything he should have said and done what he should have done.

Whether the wheat dies or not has nothing to do with itself.

Maizi leaves with her band.

Lao Qin said, "Do you rehearse?" ”

This time, Meng Shi did not object.

Soon, the musical instruments that they had flown here were taken out by the staff and set up on the stage.

Meng Shi took out the guitar that once belonged to Lou San, stood at the front, and motioned to Zhang Linjun, who was shrunk in the back, to put the camera in front.

Zhang Linjun looked at the band present, followed Meng Shi's hand, and carved out a way for himself, at a loss, Jiang You pestled him with a cane, and he walked forward as if he had been activated.

Meng Shi took a deep puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, and said, "This song is given to a man who knows everyone on the board, and eats like a maka who can't hang his life." ”

Lu Chengkang paused for a moment, and remembered the man he met at the "Quarryman" bar, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a gray-brown factory uniform, with a lot of snacks in front of him, and a lot of empty wine bottles on the table.

His name is Maka?

When did Meng Shi and him meet?

Is it midnight after wandering around the bridges of Suzhou Creek?

What did they talk about?

Grabbing the sting. What's the story of Marca?

When Lu Chengkang was distracted, a very solid drum and string music pulled him back from the Suzhou Creek and tavern in Shangdu.

He looked at the stage, Meng Shi was like the bird's nest that day, barefoot, playing the piano, but this time he was not fierce, but spoke slowly.

"The survey shows that Chinese people, happier than last year, low income is not safe, at least the source of unhappiness.

Of course, the profession with the thinnest salary is often the most humiliating case and the most sorrowful basis.

Mixed future is an unsolvable problem, a perpetual motion machine of desolation, scrapped to your happy account, and the bottom of your heart. ”

As soon as Meng Shi spoke, Lao Qin's brows tightened.

He didn't see a trace of the style of "Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan" on the stage.

The "Qinchuan" of the third building is like a unicorn in the yellow sand, silently overlooking the world, watching the smoke curling, watching the sunrise and sunset.

He is noble and ethereal.

Now, Meng Shi stood in front of the fifth child and sang, "The tired Maca told his brother: "Life is really exciting, don't force me anymore, it's okay to be a dung, as long as you can live on." ”

Qin Chuan collapsed into a road, and the ethereal unicorn fell to the ground, turning into an old dog covered in dust and barking at life.

Fighting and gnawing on books and dwelling in the top of the house. "Marca, you should understand that in most tragedies, real sadness is rare.

Marca you have to try to forgive, if the direction of the story is different from what you want, I wish you could have the courage to re-do it! Opening! ”

The whole song is very plain, the lead guitar of Lao Wu, Jiao Cong's drums, Chu Le's saxophone, and Meng Shi did not sing in the back, gradually drowning the hearts of everyone present.

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