Chapter 164 Offline Music
Pengcheng Golden Age Song and Dance Hall.
Beautiful and changeable neon lights filled every corner. Under the dim lights, men and women drank wine from glasses and talked and laughed wantonly.
On the stage in the middle, a curly-haired girl wearing a white coat and a large belt around her waist was singing "Flying" by Xu Huaiyu, a two-thousand-year-old pop song, with a high-pitched voice.
The man wearing a jacket and a bald head next to him occasionally sang a harmony, but most of it was in a soy sauce state.
"The rain is falling, and flying in the sky are my tears..."
After singing one song, the two handed the stage to other singers.
"Linghua, Brother Yi, give you some water."
After taking two sips of water from the waiter's hand, Zeng Yi asked.
"Where is Zhang Jie? Not here yet?"
"No."
"You can't get through on the phone either?"
"Yeah."
Zeng Yi showed a trace of anger on his face. As the music director of the Golden Cabaret, he The most annoying thing is this kind of singer who disappears for no reason.
Even if you want to leave, at least say something and let us know whether you are dead or alive.
"Old Zeng, let's go to her house and have a look, right?" Linghua asked worriedly.
Zeng Yi nodded.
The two changed their clothes and went straight to Xingfuli Community in Futian District.
As friends, they came to Zhang Jie’s house.
The familiar guy came to the door and knocked, bang, bang, bang.
But there was still no movement.
Click.
The door opposite opened, and an old lady wearing a gray short coat came out.
"Hey, stop banging on the door, the whole corridor heard it."
"Auntie, I'm sorry. We want to ask you about someone?" Linghua said quickly.
"Are you asking Xiao Zhang opposite?"
"Yes, that's her."
"Moved yesterday."
"Moved?!"
The two of them did not expect this ending.
The old lady nodded and looked at the two of them up and down.
“Is your name Zeng...?”
“Zeng Yi.”
“Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Zhang said when he left, if there is a person named Zeng Yi's bald head came to her and asked me to hand over a letter. "You guys wait, I'll get the letter."
The old lady turned around and entered the room, and after a while she took out an envelope without a stamp. He walked out and handed it to Zeng Yi.
"Thank you, auntie."
The old lady waved her hand, "Stop knocking, it's so loud, my old lady's high blood pressure is about to go off."
The two of them clicked. He nodded, opened the envelope and read it.
After browsing it quickly, Zeng Yi sighed and handed the letter to Linghua.
"Zhang Jie has returned to his hometown."
After reading the letter, Linghua suddenly said.
“I can understand her.
Twenty-four hours a day, apart from eating and sleeping, I devote all my time to rehearsing and singing. As a result, my monthly salary is only 800 yuan.
I can hardly hold on to these days when I can’t see my future.”
Zeng Yi also became silent after hearing this.
He is the music director of the Golden Cabaret, and his income is certainly higher than that of Linghua, an ordinary actor.
The pressure is not as great as theirs.
But he also knows their hardships. The wages are not high, the working hours are long, the intensity is high, and they cannot see the future. It's really better to change to a more relaxed job.
“Let’s go back.”
Zeng Yi said with some waning interest.
Sitting on the bus back to the city, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a bit depressing.
When he was about to arrive at the company, Zeng Yi suddenly stopped.
"If one day you want to leave, you must inform me in advance."
Linghua had the unique pleasure of northern women and patted his shoulder grandly.
"Don't worry, Old Zeng. If I go back to my hometown one day, I will definitely treat you to a dinner party."
"It's settled."
"It's settled."
"Dingle bell...!"
Linghua's cell phone suddenly rang.
Picked it up and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number. She was originally upset and planned not to answer, but in the end she accidentally pressed the call button.
"Is this Miss Yang Linghua?"
There was a gentle female voice on the phone.
"I am, who are you?"
"Hello, I am Hu Fei, assistant to the general manager of Hongmeng Music Company. The cover songs you posted on our company website are very popular. , has reached the signing criteria
If you are interested, you can report to the company before January 20th and become our signed singer
We will tailor-make tracks for you and promote them with professional packaging to help you become a truly popular singer. "
Linghua was stunned for a moment. Although she sang in the song and dance hall and formed a group, her influence was limited to the song and dance hall and was incomparable with those singers who actually appeared on TV.
Now suddenly someone wants to sign himself and package and promote it, which feels a bit unreal
"Can you say it again? I...I didn't quite hear something. ”
The tone was tense and exciting, but also full of expectations.
Hu Fei repeated it again.
"The company address and phone number have been sent to your mobile phone, and there is also a notification in the background of the website. If you are interested, please report to the company before the 12th."
"Okay, I remember, thank you."
"Goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Linghua was still in a daze.
Just as Zeng Yi was about to speak, his cell phone rang.
The content is the same as Linghua’s.
"Old Zeng, when did you start playing online?"
"I often listen to music on Hongmeng Music.com, and then I saw the development plan for original musicians at the top of their homepage. Just upload the song we sang before.
I didn’t expect that I would be selected in the end. "Zeng Yi smiled.
Linghua nodded, she was about the same.
"Then we are going to the capital? "Linghua asked.
Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively, "Of course I want to go. This is a great opportunity for us. "He knows very well that if he stays in the Golden Ballroom, he will always be just a music director.
And if you go to the capital, you might really be able to break out.
Linghua was also very moved, "It's a pity for Zhang Jie. If she had been a few days later, she might have caught up with this opportunity."
Zeng Yi nodded.
Zhang Jie’s phone calls couldn’t be reached, and they couldn’t even notify the other party.
The two immediately found their boss and resigned.
The other party didn't embarrass them either.
The next day I vacated the house, sold off the things I couldn’t use, and got on the train to the capital with the salute on my back.
One day and one night.
The two of them were extremely tired and left the station. They were unfamiliar with the place.
I bought a few buns and weighed my belly, which finally restored my energy.
The two looked blankly at the busy scene in front of them.
"Old Zeng, do you know how to get to Wangjing Building?"
Zeng Yi shook his head simply, "This is also my first time in Beijing."
"How about we take a taxi there?"
"Wouldn't it be too luxurious?"
She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You have also been a director after all, how can you do this?"
"I have resigned now and have no income, so of course I have to save some money." Zeng Yi said directly.
Just as Linghua was about to speak, a slightly hoarse voice interrupted.
"Hello."
The two turned their heads.
A round-faced man wearing an old black jacket, hat, and carrying a broken guitar came into view.
"I just heard you say you want to go to Wangjing Building. I want to go there too. We can share a car together."
Linghua asked directly with the excitement of a northern girl in her temper. .
"You also go to Hongmeng Music Company."
The man nodded and smiled: "You too?"
"We also came from Pengcheng after receiving a call from them. My name is Linghua and his name is Zeng Yi."
Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, the man shook it.
"Luo Lin, you're from Urumqi."
After the two parties greeted each other, the common destination made each other feel a little cordial.
Carpooling has become a natural thing.
From Beijing Railway Station to Wangjing Building, I looked at the modern office buildings in front of me.
The three of them inexplicably have more confidence in Hongmeng Music Network.
If you can work in a place like this, it is definitely not a scam company.
When you come to the gate, there is a guard next to it.
“Master, which floor is Hongmeng Music on?” Linghua asked.
The uniformed security guard glanced at them.
"On the 7th floor, turn left in front and you will find the elevator."
"Thank you."
After the three people turned through the T-shaped entrance in front, they quickly saw A row of elevators.
It is working time now and there are not many people.
They found the nearest one and approached it.
In front of them, there was another young man wearing a black down jacket, with three-part hair, and a graceful look.
The latter glanced at them and said nothing.
Linghua has a familiar temperament. When she saw that the other party had an artistic look, she asked with a smile.
“Brother, are you going to Hongmeng Music Company too?”
The young man who looked a little aloof smiled and nodded.
"Looking at you guys carrying guitars, it should be the same, right?"
Linghua nodded.
"My name is Linghua, and this is my partner Zeng Yi. We came from Pengcheng. This is Luo Lin, a man from the northwest from Urumqi."
"My name is Li Jian , nice to meet you.”
After shaking hands with Linghua and Zeng Yi, he looked at Luo Lin.
"I heard your song "Love Song of the Western Regions" on Hongmeng Music. It was great."
"Thank you."
"Why didn't you bring any luggage?" Linghua asked curiously.
“My family is from Beijing.”
Everyone understands.
It is close to home.
Ding.
The elevator door opened and everyone walked up.
Come to the seventh floor.
The elevator door opens.
Facing the front is the Hongmeng Music logo.
The front desk is on the left after entering.
The front desk, who had already received instructions, saw them coming in, quickly stood up and smiled.
“Are you all singers invited by the company?”
"Yes."
The front desk took out a form and handed it over.
"Please fill it out first."
After they finished filling in, the front desk guided them to the reception room.
“You guys sit down for a moment, our artist director will be here soon.”
Not long after, a middle-aged woman wearing a brown women's suit with her hair tied high opened the door and walked in.
Seeing her, everyone stood up quickly.
"Hello, I am Hongmeng Music Artist Director Sui Fangmin."
"Hello, Director Sui."
Everyone stood up quickly.
"Everyone, please sit down."
Her eyes swept over everyone, and the people she saw couldn't help but look reserved, but Luo Lin was much better.
He is older, has rich social experience, and is the music director of a music company, so his mentality is much calmer.
(End of this chapter)