After Huang Zhi came out from the backstage, she went to the private room on the second floor. Just now, the waiter in the bar called her and said that someone was looking for her. Huang Zhi thought it was a customer. When she arrived, she saw the person in the private room. She paused at first, looked at the other person with uncertainty in her eyes, and finally asked with a smile.
"Wang Wei?"
After hearing her shout, the other party also laughed and called out, "Sister Zhi."
After confirming each other's identity, both of them laughed. Wang Wei got up from the sofa and went over to hug Huang Zhi, while Huang Zhi also hugged him, patted his shoulder and smiled.
"How come you still remember to come look for me? How long have we not seen each other?"
Being patted by Huang Zhi like this, Wang Wei's smile deepened. After the two hugged, Wang Wei smiled and said, "It must have been a few years. Oh, you must be busy."
After Wang Wei finished speaking, Huang Zhi snorted and laughed. After saying hello, they both sat down on the sofa.
Strictly speaking, Wang Wei is Huang Zhi's junior. When Huang Zhi was in a band, rock music was still popular in China, and the bands they were in were signed to the same company.
Huang Zhi was the bassist of her band at the time, and so was Wang Wei. Sometimes the companies would hold events together, and they would often run into each other, and they became familiar with each other.
But later, the rock scene gradually declined, and Wang Wei and his band, which was not as famous as Huang Zhi's, disbanded early. After the disbandment, they rarely met, and later when Huang Zhi's band disbanded, the two had almost no contact.
After not seeing each other for so many years, Huang Zhi was still very happy to see Wang Wei. The two sat in the second-floor box. The band downstairs was still performing. Watching the new bands always reminded them of their past. After sitting down, the topic never stopped.
Wang Wei was still as lively and talkative as before. When he watched the band's performance downstairs, he could see the eager light in his eyes. Huang Zhi smiled at his expression and said, "How about it? Do you want to play a few games?"
The performances in the bar were quite casual. If Wang Wei wanted to play, Huang Zhi could just arrange for him to borrow the band's bass and play a few times.
After Huang Zhi finished speaking, Wang Wei quickly waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I haven't touched the bass for many years."
The band disbanded, but life had to go on. Band members were poor, and many band members changed their careers to make a living, including Wang Wei.
After hearing Wang Wei's words, Huang Zhi's expression was filled with some regrets, but they only flashed away. A smile reappeared in her eyes, and she looked at Wang Wei and said.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me about?"
Since they met, they have been talking about the band and the past. Wang Wei hasn't come to see her for so many years, so he probably didn't come to see her to catch up with her. They have been chatting for more than ten minutes, and the groundwork has been laid, so it's time to talk about business.
After Huang Zhi said this, Wang Wei no longer hid it and handed his business card to Huang Zhi with a smile.
"Music agent of Baishi Entertainment." Huang Zhi read out the name after watching a famous film. After reading it out, Huang Zhi looked at Wang Wei and said jokingly, "Not bad, you are now an agent."
"Sister Zhi, please don't joke with me. I'm just trying to make a living." Wang Wei looked mortified.
Huang Zhi looked at him and didn't continue teasing him. She just asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Huang Zhi has always been a straightforward person. As soon as she opened her mouth, Wang Wei told her the purpose of his visit.
"It's like this. The band scene has been getting more and more popular recently. Our company wants to prepare a variety show, select 20 bands to compete on the same stage, and finally select one band. To put it bluntly, it's a band competition."
"Band competition?" Huang Zhi laughed and turned her gaze to the audience, saying, "Look at those bands. Can you control them?"
That's right, band members are not like stars, they have always belonged to a niche circle, their personalities are also very real, and they are not as easy to manage as ordinary stars in variety shows. If you want to let the band compete, it will definitely be very dramatic.
And this is exactly the effect that variety shows want.
"It's just hard to control. Being real makes the show more effective." Wang Wei said, "Nowadays, for the sake of ratings and click-through rates, everything is done in a dramatic way. Their dramatics are all designed, while our band's dramatics are all real."
At this point, Wang Wei did not continue, but only said: "In fact, this is not just for the variety show, but also for the band. When the variety show is broadcast on major platforms, the band's popularity will be improved, which will also bring considerable profits to the band."
That's true.
In today's industry, traffic is everything. If a band becomes popular on a variety show, its value will naturally rise.
“You care so much about profits now.”
While Wang Wei was talking, Huang Zhi just smiled and listened quietly. After Wang Wei finished speaking, Huang Zhi asked this question. After she asked, Wang Wei paused for a moment with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face.
The band is a niche because they do not follow the trend of the masses, but are more concerned with their own style. And the musicians in the band are mostly noble guys.
When Wang Wei was in the band, the band was facing disbandment due to poor revenue. The company asked them to release some pop songs, but Wang Wei said that if they released pop songs, what would their band have to do with them? In this way, the two sides were deadlocked and the band finally disbanded.
Speaking of which, these were all things that happened when I was young and frivolous.
As a person, one thinks about things that change with age. Thinking about how he used to be so arrogant, and how he has become like this now, Wang Wei felt somewhat relieved after the embarrassment.
"Isn't this for the sake of living?" Wang Wei said.
Huang Zhi didn't ask Wang Wei that question just now to embarrass him. She just said that because she remembered the past. And Wang Wei was like this, she was not much better. Although she was still involved in the band, she could no longer hold the bass and sing.
She always thought that returning home gave other bands the opportunity to perform, and that other bands were the continuation of her band. But if you think about it carefully, their band is their band, and her band died more than a decade ago.
Thinking of this, Huang Zhi lowered her eyelashes and laughed softly. Then, she restrained her expression and asked Wang Wei with a smile: "So which band did you come to me for?"
Since they were planning a variety show, they had to find 20 bands. Wang Wei found her because he wanted her to help contact the bands. Every year, there were hundreds of bands performing on the way home, big and small, so finding 20 was more than enough.
After Huang Zhi asked, Wang Wei said, "It whizzed past."
After hearing Wang Wei's words, Huang Zhi paused, then looked up at him and asked, "Which one?"
"Whispering Past," Wang Wei repeated, "In fact, the twenty bands can contact their bands directly. But I came to you to talk to Whispering Past and have them sign a contract with our company. After signing, our company will package the band, and of course they will definitely be the first in this variety show. And after that, the band's performances and endorsements will not be left out of the company."
This is a very attractive condition for a band.
When Wang Wei talked about the benefits of whistling past, Huang Zhi shook her head with a smile on her face and said, "Forget it, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."
After Huang Zhi finished speaking, Wang Wei was stunned and asked, "Why?"
"You want to sign a contract with Whizzing Pass and arrange performances and endorsements for them, right? What's the purpose of doing this?" Huang Zhi asked.
"Of course it's to make money." Wang Wei said, "After signing with the company, although I have less freedom than now, I will definitely make money."
After that, Wang Wei said, "Who can complain about having too much money?"
After Wang Wei finished speaking, Huang Zhi laughed and said, "Hey, he really thinks the money is too much."
“Other people may play music to make money, but this ancestor really just does it for fun.”
"He Xiao has never been short of money."
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Tang Miao sat on a high stool and looked up at Yu Yaya in the distance. She was still chatting with her friends and didn't see the scene here.
"Are you nervous?"
Just as Tang Miao's eyes fell into the distance, the man sitting next to her asked gently. After he asked, Tang Miao retracted her gaze and looked up at him.
When she looked over, the man smiled faintly at her.
Not long after Yu Yaya left, the man came over. He first asked Tang Miao if she was alone, and then after learning that Tang Miao's friend went to another place, he asked for her opinion and sat next to her.
This is common for bars.
After all, for single men and women, bars are also places to meet people of the opposite sex. Everyone can come and go freely and make friends at will.
Tang Miao knew this, and this man was polite and elegant when he came over. Tang Miao couldn't refuse, so he let him sit in Yu Yaya's seat. But even so, it was inevitable to be reserved and nervous.
The man seemed to notice her nervousness. But he was not very aggressive. He introduced himself first, then sat next to Tang Miao and asked the waiter to serve two glasses of wine.
"Don't be nervous." While the waiter was mixing the drinks, the man turned around and looked at Tang Miao, saying in a gentle tone, "I just want to find someone to chat with. We don't have to talk about anything, and we don't have to be friends. Just treat it as an ordinary stranger you meet on the street and chat with temporarily."
"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to talk." The man added with a smile.
His voice was very pleasant, with a unique charm of a mature man, but not too mellow. Coupled with his gentle and calm tone, it evened out the atmosphere between the two of them.
In this calm atmosphere, Tang Miao really relaxed. She looked at the man and smiled at him faintly.
When the man saw her smile, a smile also appeared in his eyes.
In fact, to be honest, the man looks very good. He is very handsome, and his elegant and easy-going temperament adds to his charm.
As Tang Miao smiled, the man started chatting with her casually, and the topic of conversation also caught Tang Miao's preferences and turned to the band on the stage.
When talking about the band, Tang Miao didn't have much to talk about, but the man seemed to know a lot. He asked Tang Miao to look at the stage and introduced the band, the instruments, and the songs to her. While he was talking, Tang Miao kept her eyes on the stage.
After chatting for a while, the wine the man ordered was prepared. He put his hand on the rim of one of the glasses and handed it to Tang Miao.
"It's your drink," said the man.
After the man finished speaking, Tang Miao turned his attention away from the stage and saw the wine he handed over.
The wine had just been mixed, and the lights in the bar were dim, casting an ambiguous halo on the transparent wine glass. Tang Miao glanced at the wine glass, then at the man.
"I..." Tang Miao started.
"Don't you want to drink?" the man asked.
After he asked, Tang Miao's eyelashes moved. While her eyelashes were trembling, the man's expression did not change. He smiled and said, "Since you are in the bar, you must drink. And the drink I ordered for you does not have much alcohol and tastes good. You can try it."
"You don't have to drink a lot, just take a sip and you'll get a feel for the taste."
"You always have to try more, right? Just like your first time coming to the bar today."
He is really good at talking.
From the perspective of persuading Tang Miao to drink, the man was not very aggressive. Rather than persuading, he was more like encouraging. And in the encouragement, there was no strong coercion, which could naturally make people let down their guard.
Tang Miao listened to the man's words and looked up at him. The man had a gentle and polite smile in his eyes. Tang Miao lowered his eyelashes slightly and raised his hand to take the wine glass.
Just as she was about to pick up the wine glass, it was held down by a hand.
The fingers of that hand were long and slender, with distinct joints. The joints on the back of the hand were slightly raised due to the owner's force, forming a delicate and beautiful groove.
The wine glass was held down. Tang Miao was stunned for a moment and looked up at the person who was holding down the glass.
He Xiao stood in front of the bar, holding the wine glass held by the woman with his right hand. He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the man sitting next to the woman coldly and indifferently, and said.
"roll."
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