Become the richest man in the world starting from the rebirth of college entrance examination

Zhou Hao, who did not have a driver's license, drove all the way to the outskirts of the provincial city and saw that the time was only half past eleven. Although he encountered traffic police on the road, no one tried to stop him.

However, before entering the city, Zhou Hao switched places with Zhai Yue. He didn't know where Zhai Yue was going. Besides, he didn't have a driver's license after all. Just because he was fine for a long distance didn't mean everything was fine in the city.

Zhai Yue first took out her mobile phone and made a call, telling the other party that she had arrived in the provincial capital, but she had to eat first before going to see the other party. The two parties would make an appointment to meet at 2:30 p.m.

After Zhai Yue hung up the phone, Zhou Hao walked over with a smile: "Sister Yue, what are you doing in the provincial capital?"

Zhai Yue chuckled, blinked and said proudly: "I won't tell you!"

"Okay." Zhou Hao was not interested at all, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Zhai Yue was very familiar with the provincial capital and drove slowly to the city. She first found a restaurant and the two of them filled their stomachs before driving Zhou Hao to a commercial district.

Zhou Hao attended university in the provincial capital in his last life and knew that this business district was very special.

This was originally a commercial street that failed to be developed, and attempts to build a pedestrian street failed. Gradually, many of the idle storefronts were rented out by a group of artists, including those engaged in painting, music, sculpture, calligraphy, and even videography. Yes, it feels a bit like 798 in Beijing, but it is obviously not large enough in terms of scale and maturity. It can only be regarded as a prototype, a place where the literary youth in the provincial capital show off.

There are also several music bars along the street, and further inside are several higher-end cafes, music shops, art galleries, and dance schools.

Zhou Hao didn't understand what Zhai Yue was doing here. He helped Zhai Yue back the car into the parking space and followed Zhai Yue inside.

After walking to the deepest part of the commercial street, Zhou Hao was taken to a place called "The Sky of Violence".

"Damn!" Zhou Hao stared at the graffiti-style signboard with confusion, and asked in surprise: "This is..."

Zhai Yue smiled slightly and said, "This is my cousin's territory. Let's go in and have a look."

Zhou Hao curled his lips, could it be that Zhai Yue liked this?

But now that he was here, Zhou Hao didn't think much about it. He was accompanying Zhai Yue anyway, so he could only let her do whatever she wanted.

Stepping into the violent sky, Zhou Hao began to realize that something was wrong. This should be a very high-end band rehearsal room.

Zhou Hao also formed a band in college in his previous life, and was very familiar with this scene. However, the band had no money at the time, so he could only drool over pictures of imported instruments online. Unexpectedly, everything he had dreamed of before could be seen here. .

At this time, a four-member rock band was rehearsing with instruments in the rehearsal room.

Zhou Hao recognized it at a glance. The long-haired guitarist was holding a sunset-colored Gibson. This guitar alone cost 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

The other guitarist and bassist also have big-name instruments, which are basically the world's top brands. The drummer is even more outrageous. The top-grade Emperor Star set alone costs hundreds of thousands, and there are all kinds of cymbals. I can’t get 200,000 down.

Zhou Hao was stunned, he's a fucking tycoon!

The man with a sunset-colored face and long hair looked to be in his twenties. When he saw Zhai Yue coming in, he whistled, "Xiaoyue, didn't I ask you to come at half past two? It's not even o'clock yet." Woolen cloth!"

Zhai Yue smiled and said: "Cousin, I came to see you rehearse early! Your hair has grown again! Hehe..."

The long-haired man laughed, looked at Zhou Hao and said, "Is this the person you brought?"

"Yes!" Zhai Yue pulled Zhou Hao and introduced: "Brothers, this is my younger brother Zhou Hao."

Zhou Hao looked puzzled, why was he involved?

Not knowing what was going on, the long-haired man stretched out his hand to Zhou Hao, "Hello, my name is Pei Feihong, and I am Zhai Yue's cousin. I heard that you can write songs, and you also wrote a very nice song? "

Zhou Hao immediately widened his eyes and turned to look at Zhai Yue with a puzzled look on his face...

Zhai Yue was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "Zhou Hao, I think the Nanshan Nan you sang last time was very nice. I hope you can record this song, so I contacted my cousin. There is a rehearsal room in front of his place and a rehearsal room in the back. Recording studio, I didn’t tell you before I came here, so don’t be angry with me?”

Pei Feihong also nodded in agreement: "Brother Zhou Hao, the equipment here is top-notch. I dare not say that the recording effect is comparable to that of well-known domestic recording studios, but it is definitely one of the best in private recording studios. I will help you record a demo first. If you If you are interested, you can send it to the record company for a try.”

"Forget it." Zhou Hao waved his hand: "I'm just an amateur, I don't want to make a record!"

Until now, Zhou Hao still doesn't understand what Zhai Yue wants to do? The key point is that these band equipment are indeed top-notch in the world.

Pei Feihong looked indifferent, "What does it matter? If I don't want to release a record, I'll record a demo as a souvenir! Let's exchange and learn as music lovers."

"That's right!" Zhai Yue said with a pleading face: "I think your song "Nanshan Nan" is very nice. I recorded it as a souvenir for myself, and I can also keep a copy of the mp3 for me. I can still listen to it."

Zhou Hao sighed, MP3s are so expensive these days, not much cheaper than mobile phones, I can't help but think that the whole rehearsal room is full of fucking money; I am really impressed by this fair and beautiful sister who mobilizes so much to record a song.

There is also Pei Feihong's entire band. Damn, the sound insulation, lighting, high-end split speakers, and mixers in the entire rehearsal room. These equipment plus their musical instruments are estimated to cost millions. The entire rehearsal room is full of luxury.

If the recording studio behind is also of high standard, a vocal microphone costs hundreds of thousands, and a pair of monitor speakers costs hundreds of thousands. And that doesn’t include the recording equipment. Oh my God, how many millions are needed to play in a band? This is fucking sick!

These days, what can't millions of people do in China...Are all rich people so extravagant?

But then I thought about it, it’s a good thing for the rich second generation to have money and start a band, it’s better than buying a multi-million sports car and causing car accidents and causing harm to people.

Having said this, Zhou Hao couldn't refuse. Since Zhai Yue wanted to listen to "Nanshan Nan", it would be a good idea to record it. Anyway, he didn't have to spend money, and he could brag to others in the future. His buddy graduated from high school and had a career. I have an album, and I also have a single.

Pei Feihong saw Zhou Hao relaxed and said, "You guys take a break first, and we will rehearse twice. We are signing up for the Charming Ice Soul National Band Competition. In a few days, the preliminary round will be held, and we have to rehearse intensively."

Zhou Hao nodded and sat aside with Zhai Yue. Pei Feihong communicated with the band buddies, "Come on, let's play the music again."

Zhou Hao secretly recalled that he didn't seem to have any impression of Pei Feihong in his previous life. Logically speaking, with such top-notch equipment, even if the band was average, it should be famous in the provincial capital. Why didn't he have any impression?

Just as I was thinking about it, the band had already started.

"You are my angel, my angel..."

Zhou Hao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't this an angel from the Dada band? It is also a famous song of the Dada band. These guys have such awesome equipment, but they even imitate it. I wonder if the band is more original?

Although it is not original, the performance of the whole band is pretty good. The lead singer is Pei Feihong. His voice is not bad, but Zhou Hao feels that his voice is not suitable for this kind of British pop-punk rock.

Zhou Hao and Zhai Yue listened to three songs arranged by them in succession. In addition to the Dada band, there were also "Broad Sea and Sky" by Beyond and "Santa Lucia" by Black Panther.

After singing three songs, Pei Feihong was out of breath from exhaustion, especially the Black Panther song. He couldn't even sing in a lower pitch, and it felt very forced.

"Zhou Hao, since you can write songs yourself, you must have some foundation. Can you give me some comments?" Pei Feihong looked at Zhou Hao expectantly.

These days, if you can play guitar and write songs, you must have learned some. Although most of the songs written are terrible, it is always right to listen to opinions.

Zhou Hao hesitated for a moment and then said seriously: "Punk rock, pop rock, hard rock, the styles are too complicated and messy. Moreover, you only imitate without innovation, and you have no own style."

"The most important thing is that your voice is not suitable for singing these three styles, but you are forced to combine your own style to sing. You have spent so much money to become a band, so you haven't found a style that suits you, right?"

"Fuck!" Pei Feihong and the other members of the band looked at each other. This guy hit the nail on the head...