Chapter 14: Junk Treasure

The interior of the company looks much more spacious than the outside, and there are certificates and medals of various awards hanging on the walls of the hall.

It looks quite formal, except that there is a black figure with a scarred face in various group photos.

"This is your boss Fez, right?" Tang De asked as he looked at it.

"Yes, that's right." Raymond said hello to a black friend passing by, and then said: "But Daddy doesn't care much about the company's affairs now, he just found a new girlfriend recently, and he wants to make her popular." ”

"Well, so Badman is also a company, right?"

"Of course, Badman used to be Daddy's best assistant, and now he is in charge of everything on the company's side." Raymond took Don to the office with the Badman nameplate, and after dismissing the others, he picked up a CD from a drawer and stuffed it into the DVD.

Suddenly, Raymond's hip-hop music played from the stereo, filling Donde's ears.

Tang De tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling as if he was being ruthlessly attacked by a hundred ducks mixed with electric music.

But Raymond didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, but immersed himself in the music, stood up and shook his body to sing along,

Sure enough, the creators are blind, they don't know what kind of stuff they are engaged in, and they are full of thinking that the market can buy it, and they will not recognize their strength until the results are far lower than expected.

"Raymond! Ramon! After listening to it for a while, Tang De couldn't help the noise intrusion, and directly woke up Raymond, who was swaying his body and using the office as a dance floor.

"What's wrong? Brothers? ”

"If it sounds like this for too long, my mother is still waiting for me to come home for dinner." Tang De can't say that this song is so rotten that he can only pull his mother out as a shield.

However, Raymond was very sympathetic to Donde: "I understand, brother, the most unbreakable thing in this world is the agreement with my mother, then we will change the next song." ”

Tang De breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that black people were more reasonable on this point, after all, they were single-parent families since childhood, and their mother was the most important person to them besides their brothers.

And the combat effectiveness of that group of black aunts should not be underestimated, don't look at the black people of the major gangs shirring outside, looking like no one is dragging a dick.

But once he returned home, it was not uncommon for his mother to hold his ears and teach him a rolling pin.

The second song soon sounded, and this one made Donde's eyes light up.

Not because of how good it sounds, but because the song seems more normal and ordinary than the first song.

Raymond didn't push too hard in this song, his rough voice was accompanied by a slightly gentle rhythm, which seemed very affectionate, and with a little blurred electric sound, it was a lot more durable.

Although there are still no bright spots, at least Donde's ears are not offended.

Of course, the lyrics are still the same as hip-hop singers: my horses are beautiful, my cigarettes are hot. My sports car is expensive and I sleep in the big house every night. Then I'm going to get ahead, take my brothers, thank God, and shoot everyone who doesn't like it.

It can only be said that everything is the same, but it is a little too difficult for these black brothers with low cultural level to write lyrics.

After listening to the second song in its entirety, the two of them quickly listened to the rest of the album songs, and Tang De found that only the one just now was the best, which can be called a treasure in the garbage heap.

"How! Buddy! Isn't it dry! Cool! Very manly! Raymond was quite energetic after singing along the way, shaking his body and asking Don De's thoughts.

"I think it's great, but I personally prefer the second one."

"The second one? 8 hours later? Well, I thought you'd love the Beast Star song. ”

He was talking about the first song that shook his ears.

Tang De reached out and patted his arm: "It's all good, brother, but you also know that everyone's listening habits are different." ”

"Yes."

"By the way, did you shoot the MV?"

"No, but Badman is already looking for a director!" Raymond's face was filled with excitement again: "Twelve songs, I'm going to shoot twelve MVs, wow, this time I'm going to find a lot of beautiful girls, and rent a few luxury cars to show off my dancing posture." ”

Tang De scratched his head, thinking that this guy was so persistent in finding girls, and so many people were shooting MVs like this, and the audience was aesthetically tired for so many years.

But he, an outsider, can't say anything, Tang De can only wish his idea in his heart to come true.

After leaving Fez Music Company, Tang De returned home smoothly and rested at home for half a day.

The next morning, I went to the underground magazine where I worked, and I was going to shoot a series of photos for a new issue, but the female model suddenly regretted it and wanted to break the contract.

Tang De chatted with the editor-in-chief of the magazine and found out that this was the first time that this female model had filmed such large-scale content, and she said that she was a devout Catholic, and this time she was fooled.

But the arrow had to be released, and the editor-in-chief felt that this girl's figure would definitely boost sales, so he refused to let go of anything.

In the end, it was Tang De who took action and found a half-face mask commonly used in masquerade balls for the female model, which dispelled her psychological doubts.

Because of this, her impression of Tang De suddenly became very good, and she took the initiative to flirt with him and wanted to ask him for dinner.

As a result, during the shooting, he was reprimanded mercilessly by Tang De.

That tyrant appearance made the female model feel terrified from the bottom of her heart, and even wondered if Tang De was possessed by Satan.

And after the shooting, Donde's sentence "You are the worst model I have ever photographed." Directly let her break the defense, even forgot to return the mask, and fled the studio in a panic with the payment.

Looking at her back, Tang De sighed while wiping the camera: "It's so fragile." ”

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he rode his bicycle to the Fez Music Company again.

Because I met with Slow yesterday, I easily entered through the iron gate.

Today, Raymond is not there, nor are his little brothers, only the sound engineer in his studio.

Tang De approached and stopped, and he could still hear the fierce collision inside.

"Tsk." He shook his head and walked quickly around the corner to the door of Badman's office.

Suddenly, I heard a very strong voice coming from inside, not that kind of voice, but Bardeman's own voice.

"Listen! I'm remedying it right now! ”

"The bitches in Los Angeles taunted us for being orangutan rap, the Philadelphia ones said the album should be released in the zoo, and Chicago said we were smearing black rap! Fuck it, it's black, do you still need to wipe it! ”

"The radio station here in New York is only on our money! No face, nothing! They even asked for a higher price than others! also released a statement that if this song is played on their radio, it will definitely become the culprit of the peak of car accidents in New York! ”

"I said it a long time ago! Don't go this way! But you don't listen, and neither does Raymond! ”

"So we have to keep costs under control! Fez! ”

"Ten songs? One capital will not work! ”

"FXXK, three songs! Just three songs! ”

"Who wants to bargain with you!"

Don De stood in the doorway until the sound inside stopped, and he heard the sound of the chair falling backwards under its weight.

"Knock knock!"

"Come in!"