Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

There were about a hundred people waiting outside Jingwei Reclamation, but the chorus of about a hundred people, compared with the bustling outdoor speakers opposite, both Lao Deng and Tujie felt that the atmosphere was so damn exciting.

Although they didn't get the tickets to enter the venue today, based on the video just now, their gains tonight were quite big.

In particular, Tu Jie also used a sports camera to capture the scene where Yang Guanlei rushed from the door of Fanhua. This was the best publicity point for the two of them.

It's impossible for the bustling side to not notice such a big movement.

I haven't been to Jingwei Reclamation in Europe tonight, and now I'm drinking champagne in a bar with a BJ friend. After glancing at the situation across the street through the floor-to-ceiling glass, I can't help but feel a little bit in my heart.

When he finished his work and went out to ask about the situation, he heard the manager who watched Yang Guanlei run away say: "Just now, someone ran out from the opposite side and shouted, as if he said something about Bianlang, and then a lot of people They all rushed over."

Hearing this answer, Ou Lu felt that it was okay. After all, the customer base was different. Even if the opposite party was stepped on every day, it had nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, he asked more volubly: "Have all your guests arrived tonight?"

This was the manager's first official day on the job. Without fully understanding the boss's preferences and temper, he chose a white lie: "Everyone who can come has already arrived. There is only one young man who has something to do and can't spare the time. I can only I’ll find an opportunity to invite him over later.”

"Well, that's right. We'll try to invite all the young, fun-loving, and trendy customers from your original customer base over during the opening week..."

As soon as Ou Lu finished speaking, he saw an excited Yang Guanlei trotting over and apologized to the manager: "Brother, I'm sorry, I have to let you go again tonight, but don't worry, we will finish the performance the day after tomorrow. , I’ll stay here for a few days and bring you friends instead!”

The manager wanted to die now, but he could only laugh and said: "It's okay, Brother Yang, I just came out to play to have fun. When will you have time, please give me a message in advance. Fanhua's location can be found at any time." Leave it to you.”

Yang Guanlei patted the manager on the shoulder, smiled and ran back. When he turned around, his eyes happened to meet Ou Lu's, and he nodded to Ou Lu very friendly.

Before Ou Lu had time to ask what the situation was, he heard Yang Guanlei's voice coming from the door opposite: "Bring us some rare items out, and we'll drink from the box at the door."

This time, Ou Lu was completely upset and took the manager into the bar with a straight face to lecture him.

……

Bian Lang just sang "29" and then came down, and the rest was Liu Huzhou's time.

After the market verified the compatibility between "Ideal Thirty" and Liu Huzhou, Bian Lang gave him two more songs.

But Liu Huzhou, who had personally heard the difference between the two versions of Ms. Dong, refused to accept other producers, and shamelessly asked Bian Lang to handle it for him. For Liu Huzhou's request, which was very musically pursuing, Bian Lang naturally had no reason to refuse. But he arranged the time after the Spring Festival.

So Liu Huzhou didn't come up with any new songs this time. "Ideal Thirty" and a few of his original songs completed the first half of the folk show.

After comparing "Ideal Thirty" with other songs, a group of folk folk veterans brought by Zhou Kun all shook their heads and sighed: "I'm afraid Bian Lang didn't come from some time ago. The style of his songs gives me the feeling It’s not like his work alone, but carefully selected from the works of a lot of people.”

"I think so too, but unfortunately we have no evidence!"

Hearing these sour words, Zhou Kun smiled a little proudly: "Without evidence, I can only say that this person is awesome! I let you guys come and see the scene, but none of you are willing. If you look familiar, wait until this year's Rolling Stone Music During the festival, it’s easy to get a place. Everyone is an independent musician, so how can they compete with those who have companies?”

Zhou Kun is right or wrong. In theory, independent musicians have weaker resources, but the art managers of music festivals are not deaf. There are dozens of bands and musicians in a music festival, and they cannot all be big names. To put it harshly, There just has to be someone who sings the opening song.

As long as the quality of the music is there, even if there are no resources or fame, the festival management will still consider it.

"That's true. Rolling Stone Music currently has so many people and bands, so we must give priority to our own people." Even though these musicians are usually very arrogant, when they really encounter conflicts with money and life , they will still put down a lot of things.

Especially for those who often participate in business performances, it is a necessary skill to entertain Party A's father at the dinner table, and it is also common to act as an accompanist. And the more detached those people look, the more trouble they will have in front of Party A’s father’s boss.

"Remember to come the day after tomorrow. It's just a gathering in the circle."

At this reminder, Zhou Kun, a man with white hair and a shawl, said with wrinkles on his face when he smiled: "That's for sure, I heard that the tickets for the day after tomorrow have been sold for over 10,000 yuan!"

"There won't be many. Even if those who are invited by the circle can't come, they will be given to relatives and friends and will not be sold. Maybe a few tickets will be sold out just for the old fans of the Blooming Band."

This meeting happened to be a transition. Hu Chen, who rarely spoke on stage before, went up and said a few words for the first time today:

"It has been more than 20 years since our Jingwei Reclamation opened. I, Lao Hu, am here to thank you all. Without your support, Jingwei Reclamation would not be what it is today. Whether you come to listen to music or drink, You are still here to perform. I feel that you are all Jingwei birds with great determination and perseverance. Without your efforts day after day and year after year, our Chinese independent music industry might have dried up long ago! "

"Come on, raise your Xibiqi, let's celebrate the rolling stones and the music together!"

Inspired by Hu Chen's passionate voice, everyone in the audience raised their glasses and shouted together: "To the rolling stones, to the music!"

At this moment, the door of the bar was open, and after the news spread, those sitting on the beer boxes and drinking on the street also raised their bottles and shouted together.

This scene happened just across the street, and it was somewhat incomprehensible to the Internet celebrities who consumed the flowers.

They were sitting comfortably in the big booth here, drinking dazzling champagne, enjoying god-like service, and listening to the performances of professional bands and singers on the stage...

Isn’t it better than listening to it on the roadside and drinking cheap beer?

And looking at these people on the roadside, I feel much happier than these internet celebrities who look so glamorous on their faces!

In fact, this is also the case. When Dong You sang Miss Dong inside, several people outside also sang along.

Yang Guanlei, who has already merged with Lao Deng and the others, really feels like he has opened up a new continent this time. Compared with the kind of handsome men and beautiful women opposite who drank "fake" wine, looked at fake smiles, and accepted all kinds of impure motives to come and say such beautiful words. Toasting, sitting on the street now, accompanied by intermittent singing, listening to Lao Deng and the others chatting about various gossips in the circle, he felt that this was an interesting life.

As the conversation started, the topic of the performance tomorrow and the day after tomorrow inevitably came up. After hearing that Lao Deng bought the tickets for the day after tomorrow, Yang Guanlei raised his wine bottle and held one in his hands before asking: "Brother Deng, are you willing to give up the tickets for the day after tomorrow?" ? If you are willing, brother will give you this number..." He stretched out a finger and shook it.