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

Zhou Hao looked at the four Pei Feihong curiously. From their looks, costumes, to the name of the band, they were all street goods and had no chance of becoming famous at all.

Rock music is a niche in China, and most rock bands are more about form than music. Just like Pei Feihong and others, they have not even found a music style that suits them, but they are full of rock and roll style. They all wear leather clothes and pants, and the one with the shortest hair is also Shawls, this kind of style just feels cool, but in fact, it is not the case. Their style may be liked by female literary youth in the capital, but there is no market in the country.

Zhou Hao is now a little worried that the song "Young and Promising" will fall into the hands of these big guys; if in a few years, it might be accidentally sung by a contestant participating in the talent show, that would be tragic .

In order to prevent these brats from wasting their songs, it seems necessary to get involved.

Just when the four of them were angry, Zhou Hao suddenly asked Zhang Pei Feihong.

"Can you lift up your long hair? Let me see your face clearly!"

Zhou Hao's words stunned the five people, including Zhai Yue.

"What...what happened?"

Pei Feihong felt very surprised.

Zhou Hao smiled lightly: "Let's see if you have the potential for fire."

Everyone looked at each other for a moment. If another person had made such a request to Pei Feihong, he would have punched him directly. However, these words came from Zhou Hao's mouth. Although he felt awkward, after a moment's hesitation, he reached out and pulled all the hair out. He stroked the back of his head, exposing his entire face.

Zhou Hao smiled and nodded, "Not bad, pretty features."

Pei Feihong's face turned dark immediately, "Brother Hao, what do you mean?"

Zhou Hao did not answer directly, but looked at Pei Feihong up and down with great interest, and asked with a smile: "Why do you play rock and roll?"

"I like it!" Pei Feihong replied immediately without thinking: "Rock and roll is a spirit, awesome."

Zhou Hao smiled and then asked: "Bullshit! Then why do you have long hair?"

"Damn, this is the style I want!"

"What kind of style?" Zhou Hao frowned: "I think you are just showing off!"

An Mingxuan was anxious and just about to refute, Zhou Hao asked again: "What is your real purpose in participating in this competition?"

"prove yourself."

The four people spoke very simply and in unison.

Zhou Hao asked mercilessly with a gloomy face: "Damn, spending money to buy songs to prove yourself?"

The four people's faces immediately turned red.

Zhou Hao smiled: "If you want to be famous, just say it. I can be your behind-the-scenes promoter and write songs for you. As long as you listen to me, I am sure that you will become the most popular band in the country."

"Really?"

Zhou Hao said with a smile on his face: "It's easy to be on fire. You can sing about it, you can be about people, and you can be about people and songs together."

The four of them looked at Zhou Hao with doubts on their faces. They didn't understand why Zhou Hao made being famous so simple.

Now Zhou Hao already has a business prototype in his mind. He wants to promote these four gods of wealth into a nationally famous band.

Internet music is still in its infancy. In another two years, songs like "Mouse Loves Rice" will be released, and everyone will see the impact of the Internet on music. If you want to achieve that level of communication, Internet communication That's the key.

Zhou Hao is now starting to develop Wangwa Music. If he can make Pei Feihong and others popular, it will also be of great help to Wangwa Music in the future. After Wangwa begins to take shape, he can also feed them back and push them to higher heights. .

The reason why he asked Pei Feihong to reveal his face was to see his true appearance and whether he had the qualifications to be popular both as a singer and as a popular person. I have to say that this guy looks pretty good, but he was delayed by his long hair. .

Last time in the rehearsal room, Zhou Hao had an understanding of Pei Feihong's voice. He had a good foundation and could sing with a little guidance, and his voice was considered acceptable.

Now, the looks are passable, not to mention the songs. I know so many good songs in the future, so I randomly pick out seven or eight popular songs, and then cooperate with the Internet to spread them, and whoever I want to be popular will become popular!

Zhou Hao was thinking, Pei Feihong and the others were hesitant, or Zhai Yue broke the silence: "Haozi, can you really make my brother and the others famous?"

"Yes!" Zhou Hao came back from his thoughts, "If you really want to be famous, you must listen to me in everything. This is the only way, there is no other way!"

The four of them exchanged glances with each other and nodded in unison: "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

The second generation of rich people also have pursuits. What Pei Feihong and the other four pursue is to become famous by playing rock music and be so popular that they can be recognized when walking on the street. But they also know that their level is limited, but Zhou Hao is different. To them, his ability to write songs is more than just awesome. He is the most accomplished musician among the people they know.

Zhou Hao saw that the four people had unanimous opinions and immediately said: "First of all, before the competition starts, quickly find the organizer and change the name of the band."

"Ah?" The four of them were immediately stunned.

"Why do we need to change our names? Aren't our names pretty good?"

"What a fart!" Zhou Hao curled his lips: "Violent Sky? How do you feel when you hear this name? Do you just want to be popular in the provincial capital, or do you want to be popular across the country?"

"Of course it's the whole country..."

"Then change the name." Zhou Hao said with a solemn and unquestionable tone: "It must be changed. There are not many requirements for the name, it just needs to be simple and catchy."

"Now that I think about it, there is no time..." Pei Feihong cried with a sad face. The fourth brother had been thinking about the name Violent Cangqiong for half a month.

Zhou Hao waved his hand: "Let's call it Dreamtime!"

Although it won't be long before a band called Dreamtime appears abroad, everything comes first.

"Dream Age..."

The four of them thought about it and found that the name was indeed simple and catchy. Dream Era, Dream Era. After reading it several times, they all felt that the name was really catchy.

Pei Feihong gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay! Let's call it Dreamtime. Wei Jian went to the organizer and changed the name of our band."

"There is a competition tonight, is it too late to change now?"

"Yes, but if you can't just stuff money, you must change it anyway!"

He felt more and more that the words "violent sky" were nothing...

Wei Jian agreed and turned away.

Zhou Hao patted Pei Feihong on the shoulder: "Go and cut your long hair before the game starts."

"Fuck!" Pei Feihong suddenly became furious and jumped up, "A haircut? Don't even think about it. My dad has asked me to cut my hair for several years, but I haven't even cut it!"

Zhou Hao glared and asked immediately: "Except for niche rock bands, think about the famous celebrities who can be named. Who has long hair?"

Zhou Hao emphasized the word "big star" very seriously.

"Uh..." Pei Feihong thought for a while: "Power train!"

"Come on, songs are popular but not popular. If it weren't for Huanzhugege, you might not even know about them!"

"Dick Cowboy!"

"What's the difference? Are you going to talk about Teacher Liu Huan next?"

"I didn't want to say Liu Huan..."

"Then you want to say Guo Feng?"

"Fuck, let me think about it again!" Pei Feihong couldn't think of anything. He waved his hands and muttered: "No one can touch my hair anyway! No way!"

Seeing that he was angry, Zhou Hao felt a little resentful and wanted to go up and kick him. He just asked in a low voice: "Do you want to be famous or do you want to show off?"

"Uh..." Pei Feihong hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head in embarrassment, "I want to be famous..."