The reincarnation of the movie king

"Fifty thousand yuan for advertising sponsorship?" Su Yi was really surprised.

Even the original plot didn't mention this.

"Yes, 50,000." Mr. Sun smiled a little unnaturally, but still waved his hand, "It's not much! Nowadays, it costs more than 50,000 to hire an Internet celebrity for endorsement, not to mention that we have been playing rock and roll seriously for eight generations. Make music? Besides, Rencheng's agent said that we are a local band in Ji'an, and our performances and other performances are also in Ji'an. My advertising is invested in us, which is called precise placement."

"If the band can really succeed, it won't be much." Su Yi sneered, "But is this a matter of money? You came here for Hu Liang, and also because you like this. Otherwise, where can't you advertise? He is determined. is you!"

"Besides, if you want money, you need money. Why do you ask for it behind all of our backs? Who are you making a fool of?"

"Master, master, calm down!" Boss Sun quickly persuaded with a smile, "Agent, isn't this the kind of unseemly job you do? Running a band does require money, and that's understandable."

"Disgraceful work and disgraceful character are two different things." Su Yi said.

"Master, we need him now. Forget it, don't worry about him so much." Boss Lao Sun said, "If it weren't for him, who would contact us for the performance? Who could talk to the municipal government? We must not point at him. ?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Su Yi said lightly.

"The most important thing is that Hu Liang trusts him, Master." Old Boss Sun said, "This band was founded by Hu Liang. Without Hu Liang, we wouldn't have anything to do. For this reason, Master, you also have to Be patient.”

Su Yi frowned and thought for a while, this is really the case, and although Cheng Gong doesn't have much prestige in the band now, he is still quite expected and trusted by everyone. If he launches an attack now, the right time, place and people will not be available. The only one who gets hurt is yourself.

"Okay, bear with him." Su Yi smiled and looked at Old Boss Sun, "Uncle Sun, don't call me master. I definitely can't teach you, and you don't need to give money to Cheng Gong."

"It's not Master. I sincerely want to learn." Mr. Sun was a little anxious.

"I know, I can see it." Su Yi said, "Uncle Sun, you learn drums because you like it, but to be honest, I'm not a good teacher. I know how to teach it myself, but I don't necessarily know how to teach others. If you really want to learn, find me Find someone who specializes in teaching drums and ask him to develop a learning plan specifically for you."

"But I don't worry about others." Old Boss Sun frowned.

"Ji'an is such a big place. You will know who is good and who is bad in the industry as soon as you ask." Su Yi said, "If I teach you, you will definitely spend three days fishing and two days drying the net. But a professional teacher will teach you that as long as the money is in place, you can do it again." If you are willing to work hard, maybe after half a year or a year of studying, you can be on stage."

Old Boss Sun was moved by Su Yi's words. After thinking about it, he nodded heavily: "Okay, then I'll listen to you!"

He looked at Su Yi: "You are a cheerful and mature person. We have no relationship between master and apprentice, so it would be nice to be friends for the rest of the year. From now on, I will call you Brother Eleven, and I will support you. You can call me Brother Sun, or Brother Dali." Brother, it’s okay, we’ll be good buddies from now on, how about it?”

"Sure, Brother Dali." Su Yi smiled.

"Hey, brothers eleven!" Old Boss Sun grinned, very happy.

It was still early, so Su Yi asked the question again: "Brother Dali, what do you think is rock and roll?"

"Rock and roll..." Mr. Sun thought for a while and said, "I think it was originally a spiritual sustenance and a belief; now, at most, it is just a thought that cannot be forgotten or let go."

"Times have changed. Today's rock music is completely different from before. It's a person who dares to say he's rock and roll even if he makes a fuss. In the past, he had to be yelled at and kicked off the stage by the audience. Now he's making a lot of money. Bo Man. On the contrary, I just make music in a down-to-earth manner and there is no market."

"In the past, those who were devout in faith held the banner of rock and roll and went to the West to seek scriptures through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships. But now, under the banner of rock and roll, demons and ghosts have taken over the mountains and become kings, blocking those who go to seek scriptures."

Mr. Sun shook his head and sighed: "The times have changed. There is no need to give too much meaning to rock and roll. Today's rock and roll can't carry so many things. Let's play rock and roll as a hobby and rely on our skills to make a living. So simple."

"Brother Dali, you are thorough!" Su Yi thought about these words and gave Mr. Sun a thumbs up.

"Hey, you're talking nonsense, just listen to it!" Boss Sun waved his hand.

"We'll be here in five minutes, let's change!"

While everyone was chatting in full swing inside, on the road outside the garage, there was a car parked on the side of the road with three people sitting in it.

Among them, the long-faced man sitting in the back row was dressed in mink fur and used a monocular to peek through the window at the scene inside the depot.

His name is Zhang Facai, a second-generation rich man and the suitor of Ding Jianguo.

The driver in the front seat was a dark-skinned curly man, and the passenger seat was a fat man with a beard.

The curly boy is called Ajun, and the fat boy is called Ashuai. They are typical names that lack whatever they want.

The two of them were men of Ding Jianguo's father, and they gathered around Zhang Facai because of their money.

"Oh, it's true that Jianguo came to such a shabby place to play music." Zhang Facai put down the binoculars and sighed melancholy, "The most annoying thing is that she is the only woman, and the others are all Man, what is this?"

"No, Mr. Fa Cai, don't you have some difficulty with your eyesight? Then don't you have a little girl?" Arjun said.

"Then you're just a child!" Zhang Facai glared at him, "You don't understand what I mean, so don't talk to me!"

"I understand, Mr. Fa Cai, aren't you worried that Mr. Jianguo is getting along with other men?" Ajun said, "Actually, the music industry is quite chaotic. I just saw that Mr. Jianguo was talking to all the men, even The two old men didn't let go, how cruel..."

"Can you speak? Can you speak? Can you speak!" Zhang Facai clenched his fists angrily, "It's just talking, and you can't say it like that, why are you so disgusting? "

"But, look, the lead singer has a round face, the guy wearing glasses has a square face, and the guy playing drums has a face with Chinese characters..." Zhang Facai said melancholy, "Jianguo has never had feelings for me, does he not like the shape of my face? ?”

Ah Jun and Ah Shuai were silent.

Zhang Facai touched his face and asked, "Is my face actually oval?"

Ajun turned around and said with a serious face: "You are the best."

"..."

Half an hour later, a fire truck drove out of the garage, and Hu Liang, Yang Shuangshu and others were sitting inside.

Su Yize and Ding Jianguo walked out alone, and they got into Ding Jianguo's car alone.

"The case has been solved." A Shuai pointed at Su Yi who was starting the car, "Mr. Fortune, your goddess has been captured by this boy."