Flames

In the early morning of the next day, Suo Yan was still sleeping soundly with his shoulder pressed against Leng Leng's shoulder, when a phone ringing woke them up.

Suo Yan complained and got up to answer the phone. When he saw that it was a foreign number, he thought it was a telecom fraud and was about to reject it, but he was coldly reminded that it might be from Pineapple Fan.

When the phone was picked up, it really was the voice of Pineapple Rice. The time difference between City A and Amsterdam is six hours, and it is late at night there.

"Suo Yan..." On the phone, Pineapple Fan's voice was low and weak, as if filled with weakness and helplessness that had been hollowed out by someone.

"Hey," Suo Yan agreed, turned on the speakerphone, and put the phone on the quilt, so that he could continue to hug him and squint his eyes coldly, "What's the matter, buddy?"

"Hey, buddy, I'll recite it a little bit!" Pineapple Rice began to slur his speech, and after only a few days back to China, he couldn't speak Mandarin well.

"Hehe, let's hear it, do you start to miss the yeast pili again?" Leng Lie rarely joked.

"Hey, if it was her, I would have settled it long ago. It's our film, which I worked so hard to free up, but no distributor wants to buy it!" After Pineapple Rice finished speaking, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, with a sobbing tone in his throat.

After getting along for several months, Lie Yan recognized Pineapple Fan's character, but none of them had watched the legendary movie.It's not that the pineapple rice is not shown, but that the few of them feel embarrassed to watch themselves on the same screen.

After hanging up the phone call, Xiao Suo and Leng Lie met eyes, and suddenly laughed after a long silence.

They turned on the computer together, and started watching the "Flame" documentary that Pineapple Rice had sent earlier.

As expected, from the time when the band encountered Dawei’s crisis, until the band was on the verge of disbanding, and then when Jin Min joined, the last few boys resolutely created new songs despite the interference of their families, and insisted on rehearsing.

Everything looks calm, but there is a sense of skin.

At the end of the film, Lie Yan's group of boys folded their hands together and said cheers, the corners of Leng Lie's and Xiao Suo's eyes were slightly moist.If I had to say that I was lucky to have agreed to Pineapple Rice to make such a film, otherwise, I didn't even know that I had experienced so many things in the past six months.

"If no one is watching, then no one will be watching." Leng Lie pretended to be strong, closed the computer, grabbed the guitar from behind and started playing.

"Hey," Xiao Suo sighed, backing back to Leng Lie, "If he's still abroad right now, maybe he can help him go to more places to promote it."

"Regret?" The cold piano sound kept on, and the voice was hidden in the piano sound, which was not easy to detect.

"No, that's all." Xiao Suo turned on the phone again, looked at Pineapple Fan's number and didn't know what to do, "If it's someone else, forget it, the key is this person, eat, drink and have fun with us for half a year, and we have it Feelings, I always feel that we should help him. Besides, helping him is also helping ourselves, domestic live bands are not easy to mix, and a little bit of fame can make a difference earlier, right? "

Leng Lie's left hand hooked and hammered the strings, and his fingertips were flying on the neck of the violin, thinking about this matter in his heart.Although the original intention of playing music is because I like it, but if I want to play for a long time, I must play some famous tricks as soon as possible, so that more people can know about them.

After a while, turned around coldly and put down the guitar, pinched the phone with hot fingertips, and called Mao Mao.

"Sister Mao Mao, pineapple rice is in a bad mood, can you comfort me?" said Leng Lie half-jokingly.

Mao Mao is not stupid, after hearing the word "pineapple rice", he immediately understood the purpose of Leng Lie's call, and after a burst of laughter, he said: "I also watched the film he made, it is very beautiful and cool Very passionate, but... things that are too selfish often don’t make money, you should have known this long ago.”

"I know," replied with a cold smile, "I just feel that he is a little pitiful by himself now, and he called us crying last night."

"He is stubborn and never listens to other people's advice. I told him to shoot something serious and stop fooling around. He just didn't listen. Isn't this what was expected? " Maomao said, and her tone became serious, "My sister got involved in this circle earlier than you, and it's clear what the publisher values."

"Haha," Leng Lie didn't expect to have a day to listen to Mao Mao's lectures. Ever since he reunited with Mao Mao in the Zhanpeng recording studio, he could see the unwillingness of this middle-aged woman.Presumably for so many years, Maomao has come all the way with holding his breath, seeing clearly and being able to do it are really not the same thing.

"Did you hear that?" Maomao continued, "If you can't, go back to the recording studio and find a job that is safe and sound. Don't keep talking about your dreams."

"Ouch," Leng Lie scratched his head and smiled wryly, "Sister, you are already old and still chasing your dreams. We young people are too embarrassed to be idle."

"Hey!" Maomao was also happy, thinking to himself, who would deprive others of the right to pursue their dreams, so he could only say, "Don't take it seriously if the film can't be sold, just do what you know, go for it."

"You too!"

Xiao Suo sat on the bed with his knees hugged and listened to the conversation between the two, and when he hung up the phone, he hugged him and said coldly, "You wanted to let others comfort Pineapple Rice, but you ended up comforting others."

"Hi..." Cold and helpless, he rubbed his body and lay down in Xiaosuo's arms.

No one expected that a group of people here in China were trying to find a solution for Pineapple Rice.When the man woke up, he made a new decision - to upload the film to foreign video sites for free.Since no one buys it, forget it, let everyone watch it for free if you don’t make this money.

Anyway, what he wants is people's recognition of him as a documentary director. He has been poor for so many years and doesn't care about being poorer.

After he finished passing on the film, he ran out to have fun in the dark again, trying to make himself completely lose hope of "The Flame".Unexpectedly, when he sobered up from the alcohol again and turned on the computer, he was stunned by the data in front of him.

It took less than 24 hours to upload, and the number of views of the movie has reached 300 million!

This statistic is amazing for pineapple rice.Because in the past, the filming highlights posted by this account had no more than 2 to 3 clicks, and it was after a long time.

Tracing the source, he found that it was Vivi, a ghost movie director who had met him once before, who made some kind of fire or something, reposted his video.

Moreover, Vivi also said on social platforms that he hopes to cooperate with such a band.

"It's unintentional!" Pineapple Fan chanted a common saying he learned from China, and couldn't stop talking from ear to ear excitedly.

In the evening, everyone gathered together for rehearsal. Leng Lie had just finished talking about the documentary, and just rehearsed the few songs at hand. If you want to be famous, you still have to go all over the country to find performance opportunities. I was interrupted by an overseas phone call from Pineapple Rice.

From the receiver, I heard that the great director Vivi reposted his own documentary, and also named him and said that he wanted to cooperate.There was a burst of joy in the rehearsal.

Lie Yan's silly boys immediately carried the guy on their backs, playing and singing.It seems that only this way of dancing with demons can express the inner joy.