Chapter 112



After Shen Huai returned, he gave Zhu Chen the investment plan and sample film and asked the investment department to evaluate and analyze it. The evaluation results were better than Shen Huai expected, and Mr. Yi was also optimistic about this drama.

So Shen Huai readily agreed to the investment, and it was more than Wan Shan had imagined. Wan Shan originally thought that the studio had made a mistake, but after asking, he found out that the extra part was the publicity fee. Wan Shan was almost overwhelmed by

this pie that fell from the sky, and he patted his chest and promised that he would edit it well and do a good job in post-production.

When these things were done, the day of the Columbus Awards was approaching.

Shen Huai and Ye Cang boarded a plane to the United States together.

The Columbus Awards were held in C City, the United States, which is also the headquarters of American rock music. In addition to the Columbus Awards, a rock music festival is held every year. When the two were in the car from the airport to the hotel, they could see many people carrying guitars on both sides of the road. Rock music was played in the stores, and even the driver who picked them up to the hotel could hum a few lines along with the music.

The whole C City seemed to be a sea of ​​music, with many tourists coming and going, and many Chinese with black hair and yellow skin. The driver told them that there were not so many Chinese people when the Columbus Awards were held a few years ago. It was because Ye Cang was nominated that many Chinese people came to travel here.

The organizing committee of the Koren Awards was also very wealthy and had booked an entire hotel. There were many fans outside the hotel, and the two even heard someone shouting Ye Cang's name in unstandard Chinese.

Shen Huai and Ye Cang looked at each other. The last time Ye Cang came to the United States, he had not received such treatment! This shows how far the Koren Awards have influenced. Since Ye Cang was nominated for the Koren Awards, even the overseas album sales of "Rebirth" have increased a lot. After

the two adjusted to the jet lag, Nick Garcia had already come with his wife Amanda, and as the host, he took them out for dinner.

Nick is the king of rock in the United States. He praised Ye Cang's "Rebirth" on Twitter. Later, when Ye Cang and Shen Huai went to the United States to promote "Rebirth", the two became good friends through music. Even after returning to China, they still kept in touch through social software.

Therefore, after knowing that Ye Cang and Shen Huai had arrived at the hotel, Nick came over quickly.

The two gave each other a bear hug as soon as they met. In the past six months, Ye Cang was forced by Shen Huai to learn English. Although he was not fluent yet, he could barely communicate with others.

Nick also learned a few confusing Chinese sentences from somewhere, and the two communicated in this way.

Nick patted Ye Cang on the shoulder and said, "I'm telling you, no one knows the best food and fun places in the whole C City better than me. Since you've come to C City, I'm going to... How do you say that sentence in Chinese, Amanda?"

Amanda smiled and said in fluent Chinese, "Do your best to be a good host."

Ye Cang and Shen Huai looked at her in surprise. Amanda smiled and said in Chinese, "I've always been interested in China. Have you learned Chinese well?"

Ye Cang nodded and gave her a thumbs up.

The few of them chatted and laughed and walked directly to the garage. Nick drove a very cool convertible sports car. After the sports car drove out of the hotel, it was immediately seen by the fans on the side, and many of them screamed.

Nick waved at them casually, and the fans made way for him to drive out.

Shen Huai then noticed that Nick was dressed quite casually, in a loose T-shirt and beach pants, with slippers on his feet. He didn't look like a high-and-mighty rock king at all, but rather like an American uncle on vacation. Nick

explained to them: "In City C, the fans are crazy, but most of them are crazy off the stage. Normally, we are all the same, just tourists in this city."

This is also a feature of City C. Otherwise, if they were in other cities, they would probably be surrounded at the door of the hotel and couldn't move at all.

Nick's car soon drove to the main road, which was more prosperous than the road they took back from the airport. Many bands started singing directly on the roadside. There were all kinds of music along the way.

Ye Cang was stunned.

Nick proudly said: "This is our American rock city. It can attract rock fans from all over the world. Here, even newborn babies can hum a few songs!"

Shen Huai could see people singing wherever he looked, as if the air was not filled with oxygen, but with floating musical notes.

Amanda explained, "In fact, more than 30 years ago, before the Columbus Awards, City C was still an inconspicuous small city, very desolate. Later, the former governor and the Field family jointly founded the Columbus Awards, which attracted many rock singers and music fans, and then it gradually developed."

"Today's City C is no worse than those prosperous metropolises in City A."

Ye Cang and Shen Huai felt very complicated after hearing this.

In the United States, they can rely on rock music to build a city to its current level, and the Columbus Awards are world-famous. Every rocker is proud to win the Columbus Awards.

In addition to rock musicians, every year at the Koren Awards, City C also has countless headhunters from music companies who discover potential singers from the streets and recommend them to major record companies.

The constant influx of fresh blood has formed a virtuous cycle, which has shaped the current appearance of the City of Rock.

Chinese music used to flourish, but now it has fallen into such a withered state. The behind-the-scenes culprits who attack the new singers who have just emerged are really abominable.

Ye Cang and Shen Huai were both in a low mood, and they felt a little better when they arrived at their destination.

Nick stopped the car and led them to the restaurant while introducing: "Don't be fooled by the small size of this restaurant. The owner of this restaurant used to be a Michelin three-star chef, but because he loved rock music so much and dreamed of becoming a rock musician, he stayed in City C and opened this restaurant."

Sure enough, when the few people walked in, they found that this small store was a different world. The tables and chairs were all made of wood, and there was a small raised stage in the center. Although it was not yet dinner time, all the tables had reservation labels on them.

Nick had also ordered the menu early. He winked at Ye Cang and teased, "Old John is the best chef and the most demanding music fan. You have to go on stage and sing a song. How you sing will determine whether we eat dry bread or Michelin three-star food today."

Ye Cang looked at him in surprise, obviously not expecting such a rule.

After a while, the restaurant's guests arrived one after another. Most of them carried musical instruments, and many of them looked like a band.

It was time for dinner, and the lights on the stage in the center of the restaurant were turned on.

Several young people rushed directly onto the stage, obviously knowing the rules very well. However, they were indeed quite talented, and after they finished singing, everyone in the restaurant applauded them.

They returned to their seats laughing and joking, and soon the waiter brought their dinner.

Nick went over to take a look: "Wow, it looks good!"

They seemed very satisfied and started to enjoy the meal.

The aroma of the food tempted the diners around, and many of them came on stage one after another. Their performances were very high. After all, Old John's reputation was known throughout the city of C. If they were not competent and were thrown out, they would be embarrassed.

Listening to all this, Ye Cang was really enjoying a feast for his ears, as if he was at a music festival.

Just when he was enjoying it, Nick pushed him: "Brother! It's your turn!"

Ye Cang raised his eyebrows, but he was not panicked. He walked directly to the stage, talked to the band that had just come off the stage, borrowed their guitar, and sat in the center of the stage.

He gently plucked the strings, adjusted the position of the microphone, and then spoke. As soon as

he opened his mouth, Shen Huai was stunned, because Ye Cang was not singing a song from "Rebirth", but a new song.

The spirit of resistance represented by rock has always made people feel that rock is dark, decadent, and rebellious, but rock is actually a cry from the soul, representing freedom and non-compromise.

This spirit can still move everyone even across unfamiliar languages, regions and cultures.

Although Ye Cang sang in Chinese, the spirit he wanted to express was understood by everyone present.

After Ye Cang finished singing, he returned the guitar to the musician, who gave him a thumbs up.

Ye Cang returned to his seat and Nick clapped his hands: "I like this song very much. I think it should impress old John. We should be able to enjoy a nice meal today."

Before the food was served, Nick touched his chin and introduced them: "Here, every guest can only sing once. If you can impress old John, he will come out to cook it himself. However, this restaurant has been open for so long, and there are only a few people who can make old John leave the kitchen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a short middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat came over, and behind him was the sous chef who was pushing the ingredients.

Nick: "..."

Old John smiled and bowed to the group, "Welcome, the best music should be paired with the most delicious food. Please allow me to personally prepare today's food for you."

Old John is indeed a former Michelin three-star chef. Not only is the food delicious and full of ingenuity, but watching him cook is also a kind of enjoyment.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal, except Nick who was a little unhappy.

But when the last dish was being cooked, a few Chinese-accented English voices suddenly came from the side: "Why only serve them? We have waited so long, and nothing was given except a glass of water! What kind of service attitude is this!"

Shen Huai and others looked in the direction of the voices, and saw that there were quite a few people at the table. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle looked very serious. On his right sat two assistant-like people, one of whom had just started the trouble. On his other side sat a person wearing a trendy brand, wearing a mask and sunglasses even indoors.

A person who seemed to be a tour guide looked very anxious and was explaining to them in Chinese.

Old John's face suddenly darkened: "In my restaurant, only those who go on stage to sing can get service!"

The tour guide seemed to have finally explained the restaurant's rules. An assistant seemed to say something, and the man wearing a trendy brand reluctantly took off his mask and sunglasses.

Shen Huai widened his eyes slightly.

Ye Cang noticed his expression: "Why? Do you know him?"

Shen Huai nodded: "This is a singer from Huayu Records, named Zhuo Feiyang. He is very popular in China. He won the Best Male Singer and Best Record of the Golden Melody Awards two years ago. I heard that he was studying in seclusion for the whole year last year, and it seems that he wants to impact the overseas market."

Ye Cang thought for a while, but he didn't have any impression at all, so he simply threw him aside.

Zhuo Feiyang walked onto the stage with a sour face, and the assistant quickly handed him the guitar. Zhuo Feiyang sang an English song he wrote. Although he had a bad attitude, his singing skills were excellent. No wonder he was well-known in China.

But before he finished singing the song, he was interrupted by Old John, who angrily ordered the waiter to kick him out.

Zhuo Feiyang was furious and pointed at Ye Cang and said, "Why! He can stay here even though he sings Chinese. Why do you kick me out even though I sing English?"

Old John snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "You are holding a plagiarized thing! How dare you compete with others!"


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