Therefore, most people in the entertainment industry are aiming to make enough money in a few years to last a lifetime. They try every possible way to get ahead, using all kinds of postures to maximize the use of their bodies.
During the past few years of dormancy, Yingzi did not stay away from the music scene, but retreated behind the scenes and followed her current boss, learning a lot about management and packaging. She has already gained a lot of experience in being an idol in the era of traffic.
So when she heard the words "half-century band", the first thing that came to her mind was that this band must not have made much money.
Gao Xiaobai continued, "After 1985, Shui Ye left the band, and Pink Floyd never recovered. Without an excellent songwriter like Shui Ye, the music they produced was always lacking in quality. Shui Ye was always very proud of this."
"Complacent?" He Ling asked.
"That's right," Gao Xiaobai nodded. "He's just like that. You could say he's a bit petty, but it's also more of an artist's narcissism. He thinks my music is the best and the band can't do without me. But this situation was broken in 2018, three years after the band announced its disbandment..."
At this point, Gao Xiaobai suddenly started to panic: "Wait!"
He leaned over, double-checked the first paragraph of English, and read it out:
"Your songs fill the last gap left by the band after I left. Best wishes to you..."
He raised his head, his face blank, and asked, "Could it be..."
Jiang Xinhai stamped his feet: "What? Teacher Gao, please tell me quickly, I'm so anxious!"
"Could it be that the peak of Pink Floyd's career was due to... the lyrics and music he wrote?"
Everyone simultaneously focused their attention on the two small English letters - jx.
Gao Xiaobai wiped the sweat from his head, his fingers trembling slightly, and said:
"How about I click again and see what's behind it?"
No one had any objection.
Rather, they are eager to turn the page to the bottom and see what this jx has done.
Gao Xiaobai moved his fingers slightly, and then the sound of plucking the guitar was heard.
Slow, lyrical, and psychedelic sounds came from all directions.
There is a 360-degree surround sound system here. People standing in the middle will immediately feel themselves being enveloped by the tide of music.
The picture appeared on the screen again.
In that picture, there are two people shaking hands.
In the middle of the towering buildings, two people's hands are clasped in the middle of the picture.
If there is anything special, it is that the person standing on the right is on fire.
It seems like he just crawled out of hell.
It seemed as if it was burning itself wantonly.
From the appearance of Mo Hu, everyone could just see that the person standing in the fire was jx.
Below this photo, a line of handwritten words appeared again:
“I dedicate this album to those who burn themselves for music. — jx”
This line of words is written in Chinese!
"Depend on!
Gao Xiaobai raised his hands, as if trying to grab his hair, and then he started spinning around on the ground, still yelling.
“Damn it, damn it!
!”
Everyone looked at him, surprised that he had lost his composure like this.
Gao Xiaobai, who was always calm and composed, even dropped his fan on the ground and was spinning around like a headless fly.
Just as everyone was surprised, a look of deep shock flashed in Cui Dayou's eyes.
After a long while, he regained some composure and said, "So, 'Wish You Were Here' was created by the owner of this place, jx..."
"'Wish You Were Here'? What 'Wish You Were Here'?" Yan Yunzhuo asked, turning around.
She hated this feeling because everyone was saying things she couldn't understand.
"'Wish You Were Here' is Pink Floyd's final album to date, and also their first album after the reunion," said Choi Dae-woo. "After half a century, with this album, Pink Floyd has returned to the throne of rock and roll."
At the same time, background music rang out in the room.
"so.
So you think you can tell,
Can you tell if this is heaven or hell?
Distinguish between free-spirited freedom and the pain of confinement?
Can you tell if this is a green field or a cold railroad track?"
The heart-shaking drum beats sounded, and every beat seemed to hit people's hearts, in sync with their heartbeats.
Countless cheers rang out, including whistles, applause, laughter and crying.
The scene on the screen changed again. On the dark stage, the spotlight shone on a group of people.
Just from their faces, you can tell that these people are very old.
He was so old that his bones were jagged and his hair and beard were all white.
The old hands plucked the strings, and the wrinkled Ba palm held the drumstick.
“Do they trade with you?
Trade Heroic Soul for Ghost?
Exchange the remaining warm ashes for trees?
Trading hot air for a cool breeze?
Trading meaningless comfort for a change?"
Gao Xiaobai finally stopped freaking out, ran back, and excitedly pointed at the screen and said:
"2018, Pink Floyd Wish You Were Here Concert!"
Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao looked at him with some confusion.
"This concert was a seismic event in the rock world. It even alarmed the President of the United States, who deployed five helicopters to maintain order. All this was because the kings of rock and roll had reunited."
Gao Xiaobai pointed at the screen and said, "Look, the classic scene is coming soon!"
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