Maka has an acoustic guitar, obviously unable to suppress the restless scene because of Meng Shi's appearance.

It was as if he had gone back to the day when he first laid the field for someone else on the squirrel.

As now, no one cares what he's singing or who he is.

Their arrival, their expectations, are all about the people who come out behind him.

That day he vowed in his heart that one day he would let everyone look at him.

He failed.

After two years, I stepped on this stage again, and it still hasn't changed.

The corners of Maca's mouth looked up, looked at Meng Shi, who was holding a cigarette and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, and lowered his head and sang:

"The white smoke you exhale is slowly steaming, and it is light and upward with the breeze, melting into the clear clear sky against the floating clouds, and disappearing without a trace......

The breath is swallowed, the lightness of the world is accepted under the vast sky, and the memories are sealed in the dust......

The blazing glory after I hide from the reflection of the sun is the dream of the yellow dog under the eaves......"

If there is someone in this field who is listening to Maka singing, then this person must be Meng Shi.

The melody of Maca is very well written, peaceful, long-term, very calm ballads.

But what the lyrics convey ......

Meng Shi frowned, raised his hand and took a puff of his cigarette, then turned around and walked back.

Wisps of smoke lingered on his body, and the light hit his back through the tempered glass, as if the whole person was glowing. Xie Xiangjie thinks that the reason why he feels this way is probably because the head of this product is too light and too bright.

Xie Xiangjie has a reasonable suspicion that Guoxing Temple has some kind of special head maintenance method, which can allow them to achieve the effect of "Buddha light" on their heads.

And Meng Shi, a fake monk, stole their secret recipe.

Xie Xiangjie touched his increasingly rising hairline and complained fiercely in his heart.

Trying to pull Meng Shi, who felt that he was gradually moving away from him, from the boundless "Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan" back to the "Road Yazi".

But Xie Xiangjie knew that this was just his own wishful thinking.

In this space of eight or nine hundred square meters, thousands of spectators gathered from various places broke out precisely because of his appearance, which may be the most intense emotions in their lives.

They cheered and shouted for him.

This kind of shouting, in Xie Xiangjie's opinion, moved him more than the shouting of nearly 100,000 people in the Bird's Nest that day.

Because of this moment, these people's hearts beat for Meng Shi, not for others.

Now, the protagonist is Meng Shi, not Lou San.

Meng Shi is no longer the unknown person he was at the beginning.

Xie Xiangjie paused slightly, then stretched out his hand with the person next to him, and shouted: "Meng Bao, fly for your mother!" ”

His fiancée, Chen Guo, looked at him laughing and screaming, and reached out to hold his belt tightly.

Meng Shi, who had already turned to Liang Dai, seemed to feel something, turned around, and met Xie Xiangjie's gaze.

Xie Xiangjie froze for a moment, jumped a few more times with the crowd, and then stood there, looking at him with complicated eyes.

The "high-up" person in front of him is no longer the ignorant teenager who said, 'Brother Jie, I can play the guitar, can I go to you, let's form a band'.

Among the three people in Ma Lu Yazi, Meng Shi and Chen have a much better relationship with the two than him, because he is the most mature and restrained.

Now Meng Shi and Chen are ......

Xie Xiangjie no longer looked at Meng Shi, his eyes moved downward, just looking at the half of the cigarette that was slowly burning in Meng Shi's slender finger joints.

"When did we start drifting apart and running out of books......

Xie Xiangjie watched the little red of the cigarette butt slowly turn and disappear, and his heart was empty.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrate.

Xie Xiangjie secretly prayed that he was not required to work overtime, and put his hand in his pocket and took it out, thinking that he should not have seen it.

And then, ", I don't even dare to read the message now, don't I even dare to refuse!" ”

He put his hand back into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and a V letter popped up:

"Xiaojie, your eyes just now seem to have seen a great, radiant father, Dad is very pleased, wait a minute, Dad will take you to play together."

Xie Xiangjie scratched his head and muttered, "Made, dog thing." ”

Chen Guo looked at the content of the message, and then looked at Xie Xiangjie's smile, but didn't say anything.

However, the next moment, she felt a tightness on her shoulders, Xie Xiangjie put one arm around her, and typed back with the other hand: "Hurry up, the master will not serve you!" ”

Then he put his face on Chen Guo's hair and took a photo and sent it over.

then kissed the top of Chen Guo's head and whispered in her ear, "I'm angry that he's a single dog!" ”

In the noisy crowd, Xie Xiangjie hugged Chen Guo tightly.

Neither of them spoke, both laughing.

……

Meng Shi looked at Xie Xiangjie's news, smiled, put the phone back in his pocket, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, picked up the crumpled paper on the table, and asked Liang Dai: "What does Manager Liang think of this project that relies on music and blends catering, entertainment, leisure, performing arts, and shopping?" ”

Liang Dai calmed down for a moment, straightened a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks because of sweating, and said, "Although I don't really understand what Teacher Meng said, if you are really willing to let me join, this project, I will give everything I have and devote myself wholeheartedly." ”

Meng Shi just nodded and didn't speak.

Liang Dai was silent for a few seconds and said, "I feel that you may be the most important person I have met so far. ”

Liang Dai is very good at observing and figuring out, she feels that Meng Shi is not the kind of person who likes to go around and around and listen to sycophants.

So these words were straightforward and restrained with a bottom line.

The most important thing in running a livehouse is resources, and the biggest threshold is also resources.

There are not many people who have money, leisure and love, or just want to make money, but there are so many well-known and popular bands and musicians. It's so hard to want to have tickets for every show.

What does Meng Shi hold in his hands?

It's a resource, a top-notch resource.

Liang Dai believes that now as long as Meng Shi speaks, he can call the band by name.

Meng Shi is in this one-third of an acre, and his influence is too great.

Liang Dai's waist was straight, her hands were on her knees, and she sat upright, "Teacher Meng has anything that I and the squirrel need to do, we will never shirk." ”

Meng Shi folded the paper again, put it in his pocket, and said: "It's very simple, wait a minute, the legal counsel from Qingxue Media will come to talk about the cooperation that will last almost next summer, we will arrange a performance plan for the squirrel, find someone, and the squirrel will provide the venue and logistics ......"

When Meng Shi played cigarette ash, Liang Dai felt that her heart was about to jump out of her mouth.

Is this to use the squirrel as an offline performance location for "The Band"?!

She didn't dare to come out, and almost couldn't help but say, we only need the venue fee for the day! No, no, no, we don't even need venue fees!

But Meng Shi immediately reported a number that made her jaw-dropping.

Meng Shi flicked down the ashes and said, "You take 20%, the band takes 80%, and the rest is as usual." ”

The general ticket revenue of domestic livehouses is 30% for the venue, 70% for the performer (band or organizer), and the wine and other income go to the venue.

There is also a model where the performer charters the venue, and the venue is chartered at one time, and the number of tickets sold belongs to the performer.

Liang Dai originally thought that Meng Shi would take the second method - to give the squirrel a field fee.

In this way, she automatically gave in, only charged the rent, and could even give Meng Shi another share of the drink.

However, now it seems that her pattern is small, and she has guessed Meng Shi's pattern smaller, and at the same time, she is also panicked.

Liang Dai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said cautiously: "Then you and Qingxue Media ...... there"

She didn't dare to finish her sentence as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

However, Meng Shi knew what she wanted to ask, and said: "We do online, and the music is indeed the best on the spot, but it should not be constrained by the venue, we will cooperate with online live broadcast or short video platforms, arrange a professional director team, broadcast the performance, and carry out online activities." ”

Meng Shi extinguished the cigarette and looked at the stage below through the gap in the curtain.

At this time, Marca had already gone down, and it was the tongue sword that came down.