The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"how did you do that?"

    This song "Crossing the Clouds" was sung several times in a row, and Jessica sang the last one solo. When she opened the door to the recording room, Maggie pounced on the other person's mouth and asked, "How did you do that? Why can you make that sound?" Such an obvious difference in voice? Damn it, do you have two voices? "

    "Forgive me for refusing." Jessica turned away and walked towards the sofa under the funny eyes of the bald woman Letty. And until Ms. Drew sat down, Maggie was still staring at her, and after a while she suddenly sighed: "I regret it, Frey."

    "what?"

    The agent grabbed a bottle of water with a look of astonishment on his face.

    "...Okay, I admit that Jessica and I are not on the same level, Fxck..." The grumpy girl put her hands on her hips and stared angrily: "Congratulations on signing in, Big Baby, And if nothing else, she’ll make me a joke during the live chorus! She might as well be singing solo!”

    "Please, don't do this Maggie!" Frey thought she was serious and stood up in fright: "Didn't we agree? Jessica also promised to cooperate with you. I mean, she will take the initiative when she is at the scene. Calm down a little...right Jesse? And you can sing very well, Maggie, so have some confidence in yourself!"

    Jessica spread her hands.

    "I know I promised you!"

    Maggie cursed and sat on the sofa: "I just...Fxck! Fxck! I wish I had known you earlier! Jesse, let that crazy guitarist go to hell!"

    "So you really plan to change the version?" Jessica opened a bottle of water for herself.

    "Why not? Anyway, this song hasn't been officially released yet! I was quite dissatisfied with the original version, and now it's more like shit compared to your version! I'm calling now! Fxck...I Where's the phone? Frey! Where's my handbag?"

    "Here!" Frey was afraid that she would regret it again, so he quickly went to get the handbag.

    "Which version do you want to use? Acoustic guitar or electric guitar?"

    "To be honest, I like them both, so I might as well make two versions. You can consider bidding. Of course, I will write your name in the arrangement column." Maggie quickly finished the phone call and raised her eyes again: "I'm jealous of you, you know? As long as you sing, I feel like I'm not good enough!"

    "You have your own style, Maggie." Of course Jessica would not say anything to hurt people's self-esteem at this time, not to mention that the irritable girl in front of her had a bad temper: "And this is your strength. Aren’t you doing very well now? There are so many good singing girls in London, how many can become famous at such a young age like you?”

    "Okay..."

    Maggie rolled her eyes and stopped staring at her.

    Seeing that the relationship between the two was becoming more harmonious, manager Frey finally relaxed his shoulders and slowly leaned his back on the leather of the sofa. He was once again grateful that he lowered his profile and begged, and successfully signed Jessica. This girl was extremely talented and had a good personality. This alone was enough to defeat most of her peers.

    Not to mention that her emotional intelligence is quite high and she knows how to speak, which is extremely rare. As for Maggie... what I did this time was indeed not worthy of her, but this was also the disadvantage of signing multiple artists at the same time. The resources at hand were limited, so there was always a bias.

    Frey closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

    He thought again of the decision he made in his heart at that time.

    My friend Maurice is right, whether it is "Crazy Maggie" or Fried Jensen, the upper limit is actually that. But Jessica is completely different. She is simply a huge opportunity. Maybe she will never meet another one for the rest of her life.

    With the other party's level, the first album will definitely make her famous. By then, she will be dispensable to her, and there will be a large number of better managers to choose from. Although Frey is confident, he also knows how much chips he has in his hands. If Jessica decides to change to an agent with more resources and stronger professional skills, then according to the contract, she will only need to pay herself a termination fee.

    What's more, the current contract is only for one year. What if Jessica chooses not to renew the contract when it expires?

    There is almost no suspense in this future, and I am powerless to resist.

    It all depends on what Jessica thinks.

    She has a good personality now, but what about when she becomes famous? I'm afraid I can only rely on my attitude and loyalty to impress her. Only by doing this can I win the qualification to stay.

    Take a gamble.

    Then, it was a bet that Jessica would miss this old relationship and not kick her away. When the time comes that I have no other artists in my hands and my contract is terminated by Jessica, then I will truly be back to the starting point. And what if Jessica's temperament changes drastically after she becomes famous, and she becomes like those young people who spend all their time fighting and causing trouble. She spends wantonly and no longer concentrates on honing her singing voice, wasting her excellent talent... .

    Are there few such cases?

    When the time comes, it will be just as bad for me.

    It is precisely because of this concern that Frey has never made up his mind, but he has to admit a helpless fact: as he delays, the probability of staying with Jessica becomes smaller and smaller. Thinking of this, Frey even began to complain about his lack of ability, otherwise he should have directly arranged for Jessica to perform on the stage alone, instead of being forced to be with Maggie and making the latter dissatisfied.

    "Frey!"

    "Ah, what's wrong?"

    Someone called him in his ear, and Frey quickly opened his eyes.

    "What did you say?" Maggie stared at him. Behind him were two men in suits, one of whom was Jessica's lawyer Bert: "We are discussing the licensing contract. The lawyers have been called. You What is this agent doing?”

    Licensing the arrangement of a song was really not a big deal, and since Old Bert was very experienced, both parties signed their names within ten minutes. Jessica continued to stay with Maggie until 6 o'clock in the evening. Ms. Drew lowered her level and removed most of the difficult skills, and finally did not pull Maggie too far. And this girl probably looked away, quickly accepted the reality, and didn't make any regretful remarks.

    "See you tomorrow!"

    After a simple dinner, Jessica waved to Frey and Maggie and left with her guitar on her back. Originally, I was just practicing singing this afternoon, but unexpectedly I ended up working on arranging songs instead, and even called a lawyer to discuss the contract.

    To be honest, my level of arranging is pretty good at best. It can be used to cope with "Crossing the Clouds", but I can't compose any classics. To be honest, if I really have this ability, why bother to copy the music from my previous life? What about the hit songs?

    Anyway, every time she hears Frey talk about "singer-songwriter," Jessica inevitably feels guilty.

    Maybe devouring a few musicians could help?

    Ah, what an evil thought.

    ......

    The next twenty days or so were considered the calmest days since Jessica settled in London. During the day, she would go out with her guitar to practice singing, and at night she would come back and dress up as Spider-Woman to act as a vigilante. Otherwise, she would go out to eat, drink, and go shopping with Michelle. . Ever since he had a big meal, the levitating cloak was full of energy and worked hard without complaint, so he went out to work by himself.

    But Jessica knew this thing was thinking about the next robbery.

    But how can it be so fast?

    The floating cloak is like a cat in a way. It can't be treated well, and it can be easily spoiled if it's too good. It feeds small dried fish snacks every day. Once the taste becomes tricky, ordinary cat food will be ignored at all. As a half-cat slave in her previous life, Jessica had some experience with this. This kind of cat would have to be locked in a room and starved for several meals, and then it would be willing to eat anything.