If this is the case, the pressure on the organization and allocation work will be enormous.
The film and television city project must be implemented as soon as possible. At the very least, a theater that can accommodate more than 10,000 people should be built so that there will be a spacious venue for future music festivals without any worries.
But that's for the future. This year, we can only rely on audio-visual schools and dance halls; we won't use other venues.
On April 26th, Han Chui brought two special people into Haiyun Music Academy.
The two people were a man and a woman; the man was handsome and dashing, and the woman was charming and beautiful.
As soon as they entered the street where the music academy was located, the visitors looked surprised.
"Why is it so lively here? Are all these long-haired people rock singers?"
Turning from the outside street onto the street leading to the music school, the street, which is about several dozen meters long, is lined with stalls on both sides, all selling various snacks.
Among the customers, a large number had long hair that shimmered in the sunlight.
The musicians who came to participate in the music festival all lived in the music academy and rehearsed there.
During the music festival, this courtyard was there to serve them.
Wherever people gather, vendors will appear; that's the rule.
This side street then became lively.
"Isn't this going to be a music festival? All these long-haired guys are in rock bands."
"Oh! You're going to hold a music festival?" the alluring woman asked.
“We held a music festival last year, haven’t you heard of it? This is the second year.”
"No wonder there are so many long-haired people here."
Han Chui led the man and woman into the music school courtyard.
There were even more people with long hair in the music school courtyard. These people gathered in groups of three or five, seemingly discussing something.
Han Chui led the gold-digging couple into Liang Liang's office.
"Mr. Liang! I've brought the people you wanted. This is Tao Jin and his wife, Ms. Zhao. Mr. Tao! This is our Mr. Liang."
Liang Liang quickly stood up, her face beaming with smiles: "Mr. Tao, Ms. Zhao! Hello! Please have a seat!"
"You two can continue your conversation. I have other things to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
After Han Chui left, only Liang Liang and Tao Jin remained in Liang Liang's office.
"Mr. Tao! Ms. Zhao! I'm sure Han Chui has already explained our terms to you. If you still have any questions, you can ask me."
“President Liang! Although Han Chui explained the work to my wife and me in great detail, there are still some parts that I don’t quite understand. Han Chui said that this idea was yours, so I think I might understand it better after hearing your explanation.”
That's not a big problem; he can just repeat it once.
"The boy group and girl group I want to form will be a singing and dancing group. Each boy group and girl group will have three to seven or eight people. The exact number depends on how the group is positioned. Their performance on stage will be singing and dancing at the same time. The songs will be mainly upbeat and exciting, accompanied by modern dance moves from beginning to end, just like when you sing on stage. I invited you two here so that you can be responsible for teaching the boy group and the girl group respectively, and teach them modern dance."
Liang Liang made it perfectly clear in just one sentence.
"Have all the group members been selected?"
Liang Liang shook his head: "We are not professionals and can't tell who has talent in dance. That's where you two need to have an eye. You pick out the promising dancers, and we'll then select those who are good at singing. That way, we'll have the right people."
The gold-digging couple agreed.
This matter was quickly resolved.
"Mr. Liang! I want to ask you, is it true or false that Haiyun Audio-Visual will release an album for me?"
See how tempting releasing an album can be for a singer.
"Of course it's true. Aren't you a singer yourself? It's normal for you to release an album. But if you have a contract with another record company, then there's nothing we can do."
“There is no contract. I used to sign with a video company, but the contract expired at the end of last year and I didn’t sign a new one.”
It's good that there's no contract involved. Although Tao Jin's voice isn't great, it wouldn't be difficult for Liang Liang to create an album with hundreds of thousands of sales for him.
“Mr. Tao! I’ve listened to a few of your songs, and I’ve noticed that you seem to have a particular fondness for rap.”
"Mr. Liang also has an interest in rap music?"
"I wouldn't say I've done a lot of research, but I have done some. Before inviting you, I specifically looked at your songs and was preparing to create an album for you that focuses on rap."
The rap of the gold rush is definitely not American rap; instead, it has the feel of the shouting rap that was popular twenty years later.
Tao Jin became interested: "Mr. Liang! I've listened to your band's albums and the songs you've composed for others, but I haven't heard a single song that's even remotely related to rap."
What do you mean? You mean you doubt my ability to rap!
"Let's go, Mr. Tao! Let's find a place to study this."
Liang Liang then brought Tao Jin to the rehearsal hall of Haiyun Dance Hall.
The Blue Shark Band and Hanmei are rehearsing here.
"How's your rehearsal of 'Faded' coming along?" Liang Liang asked Xu Mei and Lin Hanrui.
"The accompaniment is fine now."
"Come on! Play it for me." Liang Liang picked up a guitar and sat in front of the microphone.
This faded song is Alan Walker's famous "Faded".
Liang Liang exchanged a few words with Xu Meilin and Han Rui, then picked up the guitar.
One thought can make you a Buddha, another a demon.
The Buddha smiled as he held up a flower, revealing the profound and subtle teachings of Buddhism.
Cause and effect are real; good and evil are rewarded; one should recite the Buddha's name throughout one's life.
Namo Amitabha Buddha, life is but a fleeting dream, a wasted life.
The red spider lily blooms on the other shore, but how can one cross the Bridge of Helplessness...?
When Liang Liang started chanting like a mantra, Tao Jin felt as if he had been hit on the head by a giant hammer.
Without a doubt, Liang Liang was talking about rap, but he spoke two beats faster than he could speak.
And this word…
The Buddha said that turning back is the shore, but turning back means there is no home to look forward to.
There are countless prodigal sons in the world; who would want to be separated from their loved ones?
The Buddha said that one's destiny is created by oneself, yet one cannot escape the laws of nature.
What use is my birth if I cannot laugh? My death does not diminish my arrogance.
The Buddha said all beings are equal, and I have waited 500 years.
500 years of wind, frost, snow, and rain; 500 years of cold.
The Buddha said that if one lays down the butcher's knife and becomes a Buddha, one will no longer be a demon.
The raging fire on Flower Fruit Mountain—can it all be wiped out with a single stroke?
The rap was originally a single melody, but when it came to the line "Fire burns on Flower and Fruit Mountain," Liang Liang's voice suddenly rose, becoming sharp and piercing, like a sword piercing the sky.
This time, not only were the gold-digging couple dumbfounded, but the Blue Shark band members were also collectively dumbfounded.
This is definitely the first time I've seen Liang Liang do rap.
But what makes his rap so unique?
The Buddha said to abandon worldly attachments and enter the Buddhist order.
The Buddha said that there is joy without love, but how can one find peace without love?
I'd rather descend to the gates of hell than enter your sacred mountain…
Just as Xu Mei and Lin Hanrui finished playing the piece "Faded," Liang Liang finished speaking his last sentence.
Why is there no response at all? Where's the applause?
"Mr. Tao! Mr. Tao! It's dawn!"
Tao Jin shuddered, snapping out of his reverie.
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