The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Tsk, I thought it was Transformers.

After finding the kitten hiding from the rain in the engine room, Jessica sighed in disappointment and looked at the kitten meowing pitifully, feeling worried for a moment. She stared at the little cat for a while, then she slowly stretched out her finger. The little cat first gasped and stepped back, then he shrugged his nose and smelled the smell with some confusion. Taking advantage of the distance between the two parties getting shorter and shorter, Jessica grabbed it out with a single hand.

"Meow......"

"I didn't believe it before when people said it on the Internet. It turns out that cats really grow after leaving the car for a long time." Jessica got into the car, pinched the back of the cat's neck, and raised it to her eyes for observation. This kitten is obviously not old enough to live alone. Its fur is overall gray, but there are some dark areas. If you want to see it more clearly, you have to wait until it grows up. Jessica turned on the heater, put the kitten on her lap, and practiced the art of petting the cat with ease.

The kitten seemed to have never been touched like this before, and it let out an aggrieved whimper, but it only lasted less than half a minute. Perhaps the word "please masturbate" is really engraved deep in the genes of most cats. With the hot air from the air conditioner, the windward side of the black light body also quickly heated up. The little guy's eyes were half-closed and he began to stick out his tongue to lick Jessica. The fingertips, and the short and thin tail twisted around like a loach.

It's really cute. If it were Miss Watson, she would have been so happy that she swallowed it in one gulp.

It's just a pity that it's a little dirty.

This was probably a little wild cat. There was a lot of dirt in vulnerable areas such as the corners of the eyes, nose, and ears. Jessica poked out a few small tentacles from the back of her hand, flexibly stretched out to the corners of the kitten's eyes and nose, and removed the dirt one by one. Scrape it away and throw it out through the unscrewed car window.

"Look, it'll be better if you wipe it clean, right?"

"Meow......"

This meow did not come from in front of me.

Jessica turned her head and saw a big cat standing outside the car. It had gray and black fur and looked ordinary, just like a fitter's hammer, without any bells and whistles.

...What a strange analogy.

"No, your cub." She handed the kitten out. The big cat cautiously took two steps back, tilted its head and glanced at the strange big creature in front of it for a while. Finally, it was eager to protect the cub, picked up the baby and ran away quickly. gone. Jessica started the car engine and started perfectly with the clutch raised. It was a pity that this second-hand Beetle had not been modified much, otherwise she would have wanted to try drifting in the rain.

The Beetle drove onto the road amid farewells from the fat janitor Leifer in the parking lot. Britain is one of the few countries in the world that adopts a traffic system that drives on the left. Even now, Jessica is not used to this way of turning left and walking directly, but turning right but having to wait for the red light. Every time she meets the opposite direction, When cars met, she felt like she was going in the wrong direction.

Turning on the music station, Jessica hummed along gently.

This journey took about 90 minutes.

She first drove to the downstairs of the King's Tavern Apartment and was about to go upstairs to pick up her Gibson J-200, but she saw several police officers as soon as she entered the door. Unsurprisingly, the energetic girl Lucia was standing at the door with her hands on her hips, speaking to the police alone: ​​"Hey! I don't care about you! This is my legal right, do you understand? Just listen to that idiot Say? If you have the energy to come and make things difficult for me, why don’t you take care of those bastards who sexually harassed you at the party?”

"Don't be like this, Lucia, we are just doing our jobs."

A fat black policeman took off his hat and revealed his bald head: "Forget it this time. If someone complains about your physical threats next time, maybe we will arrest you."

"Fxck you!"

Lucia pointed her middle finger directly.

After the surrounding police officers left, the girl saw Jessica at the door and happily ran over to grab her arm: "Hey Jesse! I haven't seen you for a while! Are you free today?"

"Lucia, I think I've only seen you three times, right? Two times you were troubled by the police, and you were even arrested." Jessica squinted and reached out to touch the girl's long braid: "I don't want to do that now. I’m so sure I shouldn’t be so close to you, you always get in trouble with the police.”

"Come on, this is rock and roll."

The energetic girl looked nonchalant: "We haven't even had a serious conversation about music. Which band do you like to listen to? Come to my room and I'll show you my records. Let me tell you, they're great!"

"I visited your room last time."

Jessica snapped her fingers at the cat Dede who was walking over: "But I do have a question to ask you. How about we go out for a walk? Have a cup of coffee or something?"

"Coffee? Good, good!"

Lucia agreed immediately, quickly returned to the room to get a coat, and then like a little kid who couldn't wait to go out to play, followed Jessica upstairs to get the guitar. When she saw the yellow Beetle at the door, she covered her mouth and shouted, "Wow! Cool! Is this your car?"

"Okay, get in the car."

Jessica threw the guitar case into the back seat, turned the key and started the engine, and soon the Beatles songs came on the radio. Before Lucia sat in, a look of surprise appeared on her face: "I knew you liked listening to the Beatles, haha!"

"Hmm." After driving the car on the road, Jessica adjusted the volume: "I mainly want to ask you about song copyright registration, because I have been away from England for many years and I don't know the specific regulations in this regard. Can you tell me about it?"

"Copyright registration..." Lucia rubbed her chin with her fingertips: "Although according to copyright law, the creator of a work has the copyright from the day it is created, it is not easy for you to prove your originality. Keep it. Everyone knows about creating manuscripts, but if infringement occurs, it is difficult for you to deal with it alone.”

"Wait a minute, so there's no such thing as a Copyright Office in England?"

"Ah, that's the problem."

The girl raised a finger: "Britain only has copyright law and adjudication courts that deal with copyright disputes, so I suggest you find a third-party organization, that is, a copyright association. There are many types of copyright associations, such as paintings, music, movies, etc. Yes. In fact, everyone likes to find a copyright association, and the cost is much more cost-effective than a single lawyer. Moreover, large associations have complete services and can register copyright materials for you internally and help you supervise and deal with infringement issues; in addition, if someone wants to use your work, You also have to apply to the copyright association that cooperates with you. Whether it is accepted depends on your own opinion. Of course, you can also authorize it."

"I don't quite understand."

While distractedly controlling the steering wheel, Jessica asked: "Listen to me, these so-called copyright associations are similar to brokerage companies to some extent?"

"The association mainly handles copyrights. They can't replace the agency that creates stars, but even they are very important." Lucia turned sideways and looked at Jessica's beautiful neck arc: "Think about it. You wrote a song, and you want to check whether there are any passages that may infringe on others? No one can help you except the association. Of course, if you are rich, let's talk about it... Oh my god, you have such a good figure. "

“Isn’t it okay to entrust this kind of work to a brokerage company?”

"Let me tell you, many brokerage companies cooperate with the copyright association, and in the end it has to be handed over to them."

"Okay, I probably understand." Jessica flipped the turn signal lever and drove the car to a roadside coffee shop: "Find a reliable large copyright association to cooperate with, and it is best to hire someone who is familiar with the copyright field. A reliable lawyer?”

"That's what I mean!"

Lucia snapped her fingers.

The Beetle quickly drove into the driveway to pick up the food. While Lucia was ordering, Jessica was lost in thought. Although I don’t understand the strange brain circuits of British people, the reality is that this model should have matured after so many years. Whether you want to write songs, sing or perform, you will inevitably have to deal with copyright associations, and if you don’t really want to sign with a management company in the short term, can you only find these people?

Lazy, so annoying.

"That... Jesse..."

Just after getting the coffee and getting back on the road, Lucia suddenly spoke. Jessica moved her eyes to the face of the vitality girl, but the other party was a little lacking in confidence at this time.

"what happened?"

"I mean, um..." Lucia hesitated for a few seconds and rubbed her hands together: "I'm sorry for being so abrupt, but if you are relatively well-off, can you lend me some money?"

"Borrow money? Are you short of money or is your boyfriend short of money?" Jessica has never hidden it. She owns a car, an apartment, and money to treat guests. It is easy for people to speculate on the economic conditions: "Let me state in advance that if If you plan to go do some weeding or something like that, I won’t lend it to you.”

"Um, it's my boyfriend Vadim Fischer."

The energetic girl coughed twice: "He has several fines that are about to expire. If he doesn't pay them, the police will probably come to his door."

"What did he do?"

"It was just a fight...well, it was mainly because of me. I had a conflict with other band members backstage, and then we started fighting. So, uh...you know, a rock band ." Lucia looked at the coffee cup guiltily, her eyelashes trembling: "Vadim must have helped me, but I don't have much money recently, can you do me this favor? Please!"

Ha, young man.

......

Half an hour later.

Jessica changed her plan temporarily and drove Lucia to find her boyfriend Vadim Fischer.

The yellow Beetle entered Hebron Road north of the King's Tavern Apartments and turned into the garage of a three-story building. Lucia walked quickly ahead and led Jessica into the house. Just like what she saw along the way, the house was very dilapidated and there were a lot of dry garbage piled on the floor. A narrow staircase led directly to the underground. Jessica smelled a faint musty smell and soon saw patches of rusty water pipes.

Lucia put down the coffee and turned on the power. The exhaust fan roared and colorful lights illuminated the walls covered with posters and graffiti, causing the whole basement to suddenly change its style. A drum set was leaning against the corner, with speakers, guitars, keyboards and various cable equipment lined up in front of it. The scene was just like the band rehearsal room Jessica had seen in her previous life.

"That's weird, where are the people?"

The girl went straight to the folding bed in another corner, but only found a big bear doll and a few unused covers from the dirty quilt. She then slapped her head: "Oh, sorry, Vadim will occasionally go upstairs to sleep. The band members also live upstairs, but they are more lively, and my boyfriend doesn't like it very much, so he usually comes down to rest. "

"Go ahead and call him. That Vadim better be worthy of me."

After watching Lucia run up the stairs, Jessica stayed to check the instruments. The condition was not very good, and there were many scratches and beat marks, which fully matched Lucia's description of the Lakeside Mud Monster Band's financial situation.

The girl herself doesn't have much money.

While chatting on the road, Lucia Barabara talked about everything. She said that part of the money for living in the apartment came from her parents, but now it has almost been spent, and she is considering moving out of the King's Tavern apartment to spend time with her boyfriend in the basement.

It was hard for Jessica to imagine the living conditions of these people.

Lucia has just grown up, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a clang sound upstairs, and then the scream of the vitality girl came.