Rosie's promise of a daily wage of five gold coins is very tempting for the girls at the Imperial Academy of Art, especially with a tip, and Rosie does not receive any commission on this part of the income. The girls here are proud, they all feel that they are the most perfect existence in the world, that they must be the best and the most attractive. Not to mention the actual income, the income of one hundred and fifty gold coins a month alone makes them unable not to be moved.

The imperial capital is good, the heart of a country, the center of culture and politics. But it is undeniable that the pressure here is also the greatest in the entire empire, no matter what it is.

Girls also have their own social circles, and they also have their own little vanities, and they all want to use the most luxurious perfumes, the most high-end accessories, and have countless beautiful clothes and small leather boots, hoping to be clothed and fed. The basis of these things is all money, and they are all gold coins.

It is not difficult to make money, as long as they are willing, they can earn a lot of wealth every day with their capital. But they have other ideals, such as marrying into a wealthy family, even if their husbands cannot inherit the family business. So on the one hand, you need to be clean and self-conscious, and on the other hand, you need to have funds to embellish yourself.

Rosie just provides a platform, those girls from rich families may not be tempted, but there are always people who are tempted, and there are many of them.

It was easy to send out all the business cards in his hand, and Lester and Angelo also quarreled for a long time. In the animal kingdom, males always fight for the right to mate, and these two guys use their mouth cannons to decide the winner, and although it ends in a tie, they make an agreement to decide the winner at some point.

The next thing is to find a band, there are many bands in the imperial capital, music is common, and many nobles like music. But the music they like is not the same as the music Rosie wants. They like to listen to opera, they like to listen to the high notes of narrative poetry, they like to listen to symphonies and pure music full of philosophy and understanding. Rosie didn't need any of this, no one was going to put my sun on the bar, and no one was going to writhe themselves while listening to my sun.

Perhaps, but definitely a very small minority.

He needs music that is energetic, music with a strong sense of rhythm with verbs, music with a passionate rhythm that can drive the desire to vent.

It's hard to find this kind of band because everyone has no experience in performing and no sheet music is ready-made. In the eyes of these famous bands, the music that Rossi describes is absolutely rebellious, a blasphemy and insult to sacred music.

So for an afternoon, he couldn't find a band that matched his heart. As soon as these guys heard his request, they immediately refused, and playing that vulgar thing was simply an insult to themselves!

What was supposed to be the easiest part of his idea turned out to be the most difficult.

He had no choice but to find those bands that were not very famous.

As long as these bands are paid, they have no problem performing bare-ass, but there is also a problem, and that is that their performance level is so bad that it makes people desperate.

Either they didn't cooperate tacitly, or they didn't meet Rossi's requirements, and even Lester and Angelo didn't have any good ideas.

It is true that the imperial aristocracy is a privileged class, but the privileged class cannot force others to do things against their will without reason, and these people are crazy people who like music, for them music is sacred, and it is also a sacred thing to dedicate oneself to music.

In desperation, Rossi had no choice but to find Andiel.

Andiel was a hereditary count, a true nobleman, and he had his own bands, which were more obedient than the wild ones. Rossi explained his thoughts and hummed a song that was widely circulated on the planet, emphasizing that the drum beat must be accurate and strong.

The domestic orchestra conductor looked at Rossi and sighed, it was really better to let him conduct such vulgar music than to kill him. But he was employed by the Marquis of Andier, and the whole family was attached to the protection of the Andil family, so he could only start commanding.

But it's obviously a disco with a strong sense of rhythm, and it actually plays a high-grade game for this group of guys, and it has a feeling of listening to a symphony.

Rosie was silent for a moment, then erupted in silence.

He snatched the baton from the conductor and stood on the podium under the playful eyes of Leicester, Angelo and Andiel, "Listen to me, I need music that is not solemn, not solemn, not soul-penetrating." I wanted simple, clear, rhythmic music. Do you know the word "boom"? It's the feeling of seeing the blood rush when the chick waves to you with her bare ass, and the indescribable energy and motivation all over her body, the urge to turn into a piledriver.

Look at my baton and follow my rhythm!Pay attention, the drummer's beat must be strong, you are the main character!"

The three aristocrats giggled in the audience and watched Rosie, a layman, directing an insider, and Lester said, "I'm looking forward to this idiot's performance." ”

"Me too!", Angelo hurriedly responded, and the two guys were on the same side again, as if forgetting that they almost fought for their own point of view.

Rosie raised his hand to press it, he was stubborn, and the whole small theater was suddenly silent. He picked up his baton and began to pound the podium rhythmically and powerfully, and the orchestra conductor almost ran up to fight him. The stick in his hand was not a drumstick, and the conductor's platform was not a big drum, so he struck so hard that he wanted to break the baton that was not very strong but was bought for a hundred gold coins? The conductor looked at Andil aggrievedly, and tears were about to fall. Andil smiled and soothed him, watching Rossi perform with interest.

Rosie raised his hand and pointed at the drummer, "Follow my rhythm, busy." ”

The sound of the drums is indeed more powerful and penetrating than the sound of the baton hitting the podium, and in the center of the stage, the dull eardrum is struck, as if a fist has hit Rossi's chest, this is the feeling! As soon as Rossi raised his baton high, the whole orchestra immediately entered the countdown to play, and the moment his baton fell, the music sounded.

Rossi didn't know how to command, he hadn't learned such a tall thing, and he hadn't even seen how the live command was conducted. But he knew how to move the rhythm, and he closed his eyes and imagined his younger self writhing to the music in the disco. The baton was shaking hard, he was not directing, he was venting.

His emotions soon took over the entire band. In fact, the role of the conductor is to drive the emotions of the whole orchestra, and when the conductor's emotions are high, the musicians of the orchestra will also bring this emotion into their own style when playing. A piece of the same piece of music with different emotions can make the piece a completely different style.

Rosie's convulsive command worked, or at least he felt as close as he had imagined. Each time the baton was waved violently, the drummer excitedly beat the drum kit, and the drum beat through the performance of the whole band, forming an unrestrained sense of rhythm.

Combined with Rossi's wild body language, there is a charm that no one has ever seen.

Andil touched his chin, "It's kind of interesting." ”

Rosie suddenly turned to look at the four people in the audience and beckoned, "Kang busy, stand up and dance with me ......"

Lester and Angelo were playful by nature, and immediately ran to the stage to stand beside Rossi, following his example without any aristocratic twisting of their bodies. But gradually, they suddenly discovered the refreshing nature of this kind of vulgar music. There are no constraints, there are no so-called rules, you can twist as much as you want, the two of them are more and more involved, and in the end, even Andil can't help but run up and raise his arms to follow the rhythm and step on the beat......

The conductor looked in despair as he went mad and fell into the abyss of despair.

Is this Nima still great and sacred music? What about the elegance of music? What about the solemnity and solemnity of music that shakes people's souls?

He went onto the stage with tears in his eyes and began to dance wildly to the rhythm.

There are no rules, no routines, just vent to your heart's content.

In Rossi's incomplete hugging and hugging singing, everyone danced exhausted .......