Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 152 New pants are ready for battle (please subscribe, please vote)

Xiang Dongming is definitely not the only one who has the same idea. The director of the planning department of the Chinese Super League Company is now making a video call with the boss to discuss this matter.

"Boss, we have to start this song quickly. It would be a pity if someone else beats us to it."

"Wu also thinks this song is quite suitable to be the theme song of our league. Play it before every game. It can really boost the morale of both teams. But don't worry, the popularity is so high now, people will definitely ask. It's quite a lot, but I believe there aren't many that can compete with us."

After hearing this, the planning director gave the boss a shot: "It's really hard to say. If the higher-ups slap the national football team on the head, then we have nothing to do! Also, this song is not specifically written for football matches. , if the people from the Basketball Association take a fancy to it, it will inevitably end in another bidding war."

As soon as these words came out, the boss who seemed confident of winning just now began to have a sense of crisis: "Don't worry about the basketball guys, just bid when the time comes. Anyway, the higher the bid, the higher the popularity will be. The attention will increase. Next year, the broadcast rights and advertising fees will increase accordingly. Now we just need to prevent the superiors from taking advantage of us. Contact Rolling Stone Music when you get to work tomorrow and be sincere!"

The CBA does have this idea. After listening to the song, the chairman of the Basketball Association said bluntly: "This song is a complete waste for those who play football!"

Bian Lang, who doesn't know this, is now in the large private room upstairs at Nan Feiyan main store, showing everyone the correct way to eat Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles: "Don't be stubborn with me, any of you. Don't follow me if the order is wrong." Even on the night of the music festival, our food was half-baked!"

As soon as these words came out, Liang Zi, who was used to eating "Northeast Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles" in BJ, was the first to admit his mistake: "Brother Lang, it was my fault that night. I didn't expect that these were both Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles. Why is there such a big difference?"

Bian Lang smiled and said, "It's a good thing you didn't drink the soup first that night, otherwise you would have had one more side dish than us—your tongue!"

After everyone laughed, Dong Shuxian, an old man from Yunnan Province, had something to say: "Bian Lang, forget it about others, I am half a Yunnanese. What you mean is the way we used to eat. Are they all wrong?”

"That's not wrong, but there must be some details that are not done right. Teacher Dong, what do you usually put first before eating?"

This was not a problem for Dong Shuxian. He lifted up a small plate with two pigeon egg liquids and was about to pour it into the soup sealed with goose fat. However, Bian Lang stopped him: "Wait a minute, Teacher Dong, this is Don’t put the pigeon egg liquid first, it has other uses.”

As soon as these words came out, Dayong, who was also an uncle from Dian Province, also choked up: "Lang, you are not planning to deceive us, are you?"

Bian Lang ignored Dayong's "question", picked up a thin slice of tenderloin with chopsticks and said: "First wrap the mullet fillet here in egg white, then put it in the soup...then add the loin slices, Pork liver, squid, chicken breast...cook first and then add rice noodles..."

Following the steps taught by Bian Lang, Mother Dong was the first to take a bite of the waist slices, and then was a little surprised: "Hey! Bian Lang, your method is really useful. I used to iron the waist slices eight times out of ten times. The waist piece has been burned, so if you follow your method, you don’t have to worry..."

Then several people with sensitive taste buds spoke highly of this method!

Liang Zi was busy drinking that day, and he just poured into the soup regardless of whether it was raw or cooked. He was too anxious to eat cooked rice noodles, so compared with today's bite, he felt so comfortable that he wanted to ascend to heaven: "Brother Lang, If your unique secret recipe never changes, please come and record a video."

"What kind of unique secret recipe? Everyone in the old HH state knows it, but now many of the old-fashioned cross-bridge rice noodles in Yunnan Province have been acquired by external capital. In order to seek efficiency, many details have been ignored...

Just say that the oil on top of this soup can also be sealed with chicken oil, but the flavor will be different..."

The spirit of a big foodie in his previous life and the "education" from his mother in this life made Liang Zi feel that it would be a pity for Bianlang not to become a foodie.But thinking about it, it’s still reliable to play rock music. As long as you can open your mouth, you have the qualifications to enter the industry. But there are not many people who can play rock music like Bianlang.

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice noodles, Jin Ma came over and said, "Brother Lang, the matter here is over, can we start connecting the time of the welcome party with the school?"

I didn’t forget this while I was wandering. I had chosen the song during the music festival: “Well, you can communicate with Teacher Duan, it will be next week. You can ask Sister Chen tomorrow to ask for the score and send it to Teacher Duan, and the accompaniment band Let the school arrange the harmony and you can play the guitar..."

Hearing this, Jin Ma felt a little excited and replied: "Okay, okay, I will start practicing tomorrow."

Thinking that he still owed Dong You a song, Bian Lang took out his mobile phone and sent her a photo of the handwritten lyrics.

Ten minutes later, Bian Lang received an angry voice from Dong You: "Bian Lang, your handwriting shows that you never wrote a love letter when you were studying, right?"

After Bian Langzhuan read the text, he smiled and made up for himself: "It's not my fault. I never went to college in my previous life, and the original owner is a master who can only take back..."

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Early the next morning, Chen Shuting's phone was inundated with calls, all coming to talk about the copyright of "Believe in Myself", and there were many consultation calls from companies with national prefixes.

She put down the phone and took a look at the new song list. The song that was just released last night has not been online for 24 hours. It has already stabilized its position as the runner-up in the new song list. Moreover, the gap between it and the first-line singer at No. 1 will be within today. Things that can surpass the past.

Moreover, the Rolling Stones' independent version of "Dye the Night Black" also appeared at the fifth position, followed immediately by different band versions of "Dye the Night Black."

Chen Shuting also scrolled down and didn't see the titles of other songs until the bottom 15.

I also looked at the electronic album sales of China Rock 29 and found that it has topped the monthly charts with more than 70!

The first batch of physical albums for pre-sale has been distributed, with 12 CDs, 2.1 vinyls, and 1.3 color vinyls.This result is definitely a very eye-catching result for the current domestic physical record industry.The sales of this first issue alone are close to 700 million. After deducting the cost, it is no problem to give each band a small amount of [-].

Moreover, reservations for the second phase have also begun. After receiving feedback from the first batch of music fans, I believe this score designation will not be bad.

When Goedan Music saw this situation, they were immediately speechless...

Three top-tier singers who spent a lot of money to sing exclusively on Goedan managed to keep the top three spots under the collective attack of China Rock 3. However, within a few days, Rolling Stone's "Believe in Myself" was air-dropped. The top spot is about to change hands.

<divclass="contentadv">"Increase push, the first position must be kept!"

At this time, at the Xueshan City Culture and Tourism Bureau meeting, the names of Bian Lang and Rolling Stone were mentioned again: "I asked you why do you guys do things like that? You don't even dare to ask if you think they won't come. ? How much budget can the Dian Jade team have to hire the Rolling Stones? They still went and sang a new song!"

"Leader, I just sang one song. Although our Haicaihua Music Festival is not big, it is still a music festival. It is impossible to invite a band to sing just one song!"

Facing the complaints from his subordinates, Director He suppressed his anger and continued: "This Haicaihua Music Festival is the most important event of the entire Haicaihua Tourism Week, and it is co-organized by us and Sichuan Province.

Everyone is well aware of the situation in Lugu Lake. The two provinces have been under the same jurisdiction for so many years, and they have each tried their best to develop tourism in order to increase the GDP of their respective provinces.Our publicity has been exaggerated year after year. If we hadn’t relied on the snow-capped mountains to divert traffic, our tourism income would have been exceeded by our brothers’ status..."

What followed were all spoken by people behind closed doors, which made the people below blush.

It was not until the meeting was almost over that the secretary said: "Leader, why don't you ask Minister Wu? I heard that the music festival and the opening of the football game were supported by Spring City. Minister Wu should be able to help. Bar?"

The leader nodded and went to the office to make a call without looking back.

The next afternoon, Bian Lang, who was watching rehearsals at Dian Yi, received a call from Minister Wu.

After listening, Bian Lang smiled and replied: "Thank you, Minister Wu. I will think about this matter and give you a final reply. But please also tell the other side that our Rolling Stones Music and Nanyin Records are not just a band like the Rolling Stones." , as long as the schedule is suitable, we are willing to participate.”

Bian Lang's idea is very simple. In order to ensure the attraction of the Rolling Stones Music Festival, it is impossible for him to participate in any major music festivals before this. Therefore, after rejecting invitations from many major labels outside the province in September, Haicaihua Music Jie may also feel that he has no hope, so he didn't take the initiative to contact me.

But at small music festivals in the province, side waves are acceptable, and you can just pull your new pants out for a walk without rolling stones.It also gives Kapok and Su Kan some experience in performing live at music festivals, especially Su Kan, who has never participated in a music festival.

I also tried to gain some popularity for my new pants before the Rolling Stones Music Festival, and performed all the songs that I had not released yet, to get a feel for them.

"Thank you, thank you. This is my request for your help. I have already criticized the people in Xueshan City on the phone. I said that you, Bian Lang, are not the kind of people who only care about money... Now with your words, let me They can think about it themselves. But as a publicity mouthpiece, I still want to tell you that it would be a good thing to help Yunnan Province do more publicity without making it difficult..."

After hanging up the phone, looking at Jinma next to him who was hesitant to speak, Bian Lang asked curiously: "What's wrong with Jinma? Is it difficult to practice the music score?"

"No, I want to say that my home is over the Lugu Lake. If Brother Lang thinks it's okay, he can lend us a few songs first. I'll take my band and arrange them myself and then... all the performance fees will be given to the company..."

Hearing this, Bian Lang smiled and said, "Are you Mosuo?"

"No, I'm from the Yi ethnic group."

"Oh, it's been so long, and I've seen your band. Let's go check it out later?"

"Okay, okay, Brother Lang, our rehearsal room is a bit shabby. I will send a WeChat message to ask them to gather..."

"Who hasn't come from the underground world? I guess your current conditions should be much better than when I drifted to the north." Bian Lang couldn't lie after his two lifetimes of experience combined. In his previous life, he was really poor when he was playing underground. The original owner didn't want to ask for money from his family...

After the school rehearsal ended, it was already dark.Coming out of the back door of the school, Bian Lang followed Jin Ma into the fireworks of Mayuan Village.

From time to time there was a "crackling" sound coming from the oven converted from a gasoline barrel. I don't know if it was because the carbon used to burn the potatoes was impure or because some uninterested moth had accomplished the feat.

Bian Lang scanned the QR code and bought two palm-sized roasted potatoes. He watched the boss use a hacksaw-shaped knife to scrape off the charcoal ash on the skin, then cut them open and spread sweet flour sauce in the middle.

Bian Lang took it and handed it to Jin Ma and said: "My grandma lives in the countryside. When I was a child, during the summer vacation and during the tobacco season, I loved to follow my uncle to guard the barbecue room. While the adults played cards, I would burn potatoes at the mouth of the fire to eat."

Jin Ma took it and took a bite, then exhaled and said, "We have a fire pond over there. My father is making tea on it, and I am cooking potatoes by the fire pond..."

The two of them chatted like this, walking through the narrow and bumpy roads in the urban village. When they arrived at a self-built house in the urban village, the other two members of Jinma's band were already waiting downstairs.

Seeing Bian Lang coming, both of them showed admiration in their eyes: "Hello, Teacher Bian..."

Bian Lang waved his hand, handed out cigarettes to the two of them angrily, and said with a smile: "Just call Brother Lang, go up and have a look."

Arriving on the fourth floor of the self-built house, Bian Lang saw the shadow of his previous life in Shucun in this rehearsal room of less than 20 square meters.

Looking at the snare drum head covered with a towel, Bian Lang walked over and knocked twice and said, "A lot of them have been complained by neighbors, right?"

Before anyone could answer, a shirtless man appeared at the door: "Are you deaf or have a bad memory? You have agreed not to play musical instruments at night. Do you think my words are falling on deaf ears? Do you believe me?" Don’t you believe I’m going to destroy your family background right now?”