hollywood billionaire

Chapter 170 A Blockbuster
"We still have...two streets, boss."

Feeling the vibration in the right front pocket of the jeans, Emma Morris, the junior manager of the A&R department of John Music, who was drowsy, shuddered, and frantically took out her mobile phone and pressed it to her ear.

"Okay, when you get here... take the O'Connors to... come."

On the other end of the phone, Han Yi's voice was intermittent. This is the norm in venues on performance days. Too many people gather in the same place to use telecommunications services, and poor call signal is unavoidable.

"Where?"

"Second floor...box, you can see Kay at the door...she will show you..."

"Okay, received! See you later, boss!"

Before the call was completely cut off, Emma had roughly captured the key information.

As for who to look for at the door...you'll know when you get to the door.

"Mr. and Mrs. O'Connor..."

Emma Morris turned her head from the passenger seat, looked at the two parents of entertainers who were leaning together in the back seat and looked out of the window curiously, and said softly with a smile.

"Bili and Phineas have successfully completed the rehearsal, and we will arrive at the venue in a few minutes. Mr. Han and the others will wait in the box on the second floor."

"Thank you, dear."

Billy's mother, Maggie Baird, has almost exactly the same eyes, nose and mouth as her daughter, but because of the style of dress and makeup, even if she is put together with Billy, no one will guess They turned out to be a mother-daughter relationship.

The temperament of the two people is really very different.

Billie Eilish is the kind of goth girl who drops out to do graffiti on the street, and Maggie Baird is the kind of housewife who makes stew and sits on the porch waiting for her daughter to come home .

"If it wasn't for the delay of the plane, we could have seen Bi Li's rehearsal."

Maggie sighed, her tone regretful.

"It's okay, it's okay, Maggie. We've seen her rehearsal for the Jimmy Kilmer show, haven't we? Rehearsal stuff, it's the same no matter where it is."

Patrick O'Connor straightened the frames of his black-rimmed glasses and comforted him.

With a gray beard and short hair that is also gray and the hairline recedes to the top of the head, coupled with that humble and elegant temperament and glasses that highlight his gentle personality, Patrick O'Connor is not like in "The West Wing" and "Iron Man" There are supporting actors who acted in it, and it's more like a chemistry teacher in a public high school in Hollywood.

The kind of chemistry teacher who can't be a blue crystal.

"But it was a late-night talk show, and the audience didn't have 500 people combined, and here... whoa, oh my god, oh my god! Pat, what's that?"

Maggie Baird opened her eyes to the widest, touched her chest with her left hand, and pointed her right hand at the crowd outside the window. She only breathed out but not breathed in. She was obviously extremely surprised.

No one can remain indifferent after the people around them show such strong emotional fluctuations.Everyone in the Mercedes-Benz S350 sedan, including Patrick O'Connor sitting next to Maggie, Emma Morris in the passenger seat, and even the concierge driver who has not said a word, all cast their eyes on the On the sidewalk to the right of the vehicle.

There are still two hours before the start of the concert, and the south side of the Olympic Centennial Park is already full of fans who came to watch the performance.Those who came earlier, leisurely ate something at a restaurant near the venue, and comfortably picked their teeth and headed for the main entrance of the Philips Stadium.A little later, I just parked my car in large and small open-air parking lots next to the park, and I plan to go to Subway or Chick-fil-A opposite the arena to buy some sandwiches to satisfy my hunger, so as not to have to face the $[-] a piece after entering Warm pizza.

As for the spectators who just arrived now, they had to stretch their necks, recognize the "parking spaces are full" signs hanging in various parking lots, and then move towards the parking lot of the stadium cursingly.

Not only because of traffic jams, the highest ticket price is $89.95, the lowest is $29.95, and cash parking costs $20. Most Atlanta residents will feel pain for this.

The composition of the off-site audience can also almost perfectly reflect the audiences of Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas. 20% are parents who bring their children to see the show, but it is not the former who want to see this show, but the latter. 30% are teenagers at the age of high school students or college freshmen, while the other 50% are young adults who have shown some signs of maturity, but have not aged enough to lose their vigor and youthful vigor.

Demi and Nick's pop music should not have given birth to such an audience structure, but don't forget that their most loyal fan base did not only like them in the past two years.In the days of the three Disney princesses and the Jonas Brothers, parents with children are still enjoying their youth in high school and college.And the younger ones were those little girls who made a wish under their tree at Christmas, hoping to fall in love with Nick Jonas or Joe Jonas next year.

This is the luck of star singers, but also the tragedy of star singers.

Fortunately, the peak of their careers can bring them a group of die-hard fans who will stay with them for life.

Sadly, if they can't extend their popularity and exposure, they will also be the only group of diehard fans.

Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas are obviously facing such a sad situation. Otherwise, the venue with 2 people would not have to seal off the second floor, and the tickets would not be sold out.

Moreover, there is no doubt that the degree of fanaticism and devotion of the fans of the two has declined sharply with age.Fans of Justin Bieber come to the concert, basically everyone has a peripheral, and if it is a little exaggerated, they will spray various paints on their faces and bodies.As for the audience of Future Now: The Tour, most of them were dressed in plus-size casual clothes that are common in the south, and only a few of them wore the official accessories of the tour, and they still had a poster on the chest and the date of the tour on the back. A basic T-shirt without any sense of fashion or novelty.As for spray-painted and self-made support cards, there are very few of them.

To be honest, the reason why most of the audience came to see Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas was to find a place to miss their youthful years and listen to the two well-known hits on the radio.Dressed too exaggeratedly, they really can't afford to lose this person.

Still so crazy about the Jonas Brothers?
It's not 2006 again!
Therefore, in this situation where everyone seems to be quite normal, those two standing at the entrance of the parking lot, holding a fluorescent sign, are waiting for their mother to join them after paying the parking fee, and they look no older than thirteen or fourteen years old. The little girl looked extraordinarily outstanding.

What makes people feel even more special is that they have watercolor bases, glitter decorations, and fluorescent cards with flowers of various colors in their hands. The names are not Demi Lovato or Nick Jonas.

It reads in all capital letters:

WE LOVE YOU BILLIE EILISH!

After reading the words on the sign clearly, goosebumps seemed to be contagious, making the hairs on the arms of Maggie, Patrick, and Emma stand on end.

It’s one thing to have a million streams on a streaming platform, it’s one thing to be on the Billboard singles chart for a whole month, but fans who saw Bi Li for the first time in reality, for that 15-minute warm-up performance, go to Watching a two-hour concert is a completely different matter.

The shock and touch witnessed by the tiny details are not enough for outsiders to understand.

Maggie Baird wanted to roll down the window to say hello to the girls, but she soon remembered that she was Billie Eilish's mother, not Billie Eilish herself.When she greets others, they will only look confused.

"Quick, Pat, take a picture! Where's your camera?!"

Without turning her head, Maggie stared straight at the two girls, fearing that they were hallucinations that she had produced and would disappear as soon as she turned around.She patted her husband's thighs and arms eagerly, urging.

"The camera is...in the bag, wait, wait, now!"

Patrick responded equally anxiously. He opened the backpack at his feet and searched for the SLR camera hidden under his clothes.

It was originally planned to be brought out at the scene... Who would have expected that there would be such a memorable scene outside the field?
"Quick! We're going to miss them! Excuse me, sir, can you drive slower? We'll take a picture and we'll be right away!"

Maggie, who became more and more urgent, apparently forgot that the mobile phone in her pocket also has a camera function.

"Ma'am, there is no way this driveway..."

"Don't worry Maggie, I've got it."

Emma Morris showed Maggie Baird the snapshots she took, which were extremely clear, even a bit like a blockbuster.

In the middle of the endless crowd, two little girls in bright yellow smile brightly under the sign of "Bili-Eilish, we love you".

What could make a mother choke up more than that?

"Oh, thank you, Emma... this..."

Maggie clutched her chest, with tears in her eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

"This is incredible." Patrick O'Connor sighed, shaking his head, even with a hint of tremor in his voice.

"I should do it. You turn on the airdrop and I'll send it to you right away."

Emma Morris smiled and deftly airdropped the photo to Maggie Baird's phone.

Afterwards, Emma clicked on Whatsapp and uploaded this photo in Han Music's group.

"Look what we found outside the venue?"

"No...fucking...WAY!"

Glancing at the mobile phone handed to Han Yi in front of him, he received an order from the on-site director to count down to 15 minutes, and Bi Li-Eilish, who was waiting in front of the steps on the right side of the stage, covered his mouth and screamed on the spot stand up.

"This is so cool!"

Madison Bill, who was waiting together, leaned over his head and exclaimed.

"Think about it, these two girls bought tickets to the entire concert just to see you! What could be cooler than that?"

"I know!" Billie Eilish fanned herself with her hands, almost crying, "Can you find them? I really want to help them pay for the tickets!"

"You should be able to see it when you get on stage later." Facing Bi Li, Zhao Youzhen still had that doting expression like a big sister.She originally wanted to touch Bili's hair, but suddenly remembered that it was a stage look made by the hair stylist for more than half an hour, so she temporarily diverted her palm and patted Bili's back, "After you come on stage, after The two of them are definitely the ones holding the sign under the stage and shouting the loudest. I will pay attention and see if I can bring them backstage to meet and take a photo with you."

"We must find them! Thank you, Youzhen!" Bi Li hugged Zhao Youzhen, and while being careful not to damage her appearance, she tried to get as close as possible to her most trusted manager.

When the relationship between musicians and fans is the purest and most sincere, it may be the initial stage of a career.

Every hard-won performance opportunity for a musician is rare for fans, and the musician also remembers every fan who is familiar with his lyrics and can sing with him loudly in a slightly indifferent crowd, and even feels grateful.

Without these goofy followers, nothing by any pop artist would mean anything.

The most important people in your life are the ones you can sing along with.

This is especially true for singers.

"What about you, Matty?"

With a gratified smile, he exchanged approving glances with Bi Li, and Han Yi turned his attention to Madison Bill.

"There should be fans coming to see you today, right?"

"I'm not sure." Madison shook his head and smiled.

"Someone in a DM on Twitter or Instagram should say they're coming?"

"Yeah, there are probably...twenty or thirty." Madison thought for a while, "But I don't know how many people will really come. You know, half of the things on the Internet are considered too much. "

"It doesn't matter how many fans came to the scene. What's important is that you know that so many people are looking forward to the show, or at least want to see you at the Philips Stadium. That's enough." Han Yi encouraged her softly, " Go on stage with this kind of confidence and strength, conquer one audience after another, and one day, everyone in the private message will make up his mind to come to the concert to meet you."

"At that time, your solo concert will not be priced at today's price."

"Don't charge too much for my fans, most of them are little girls who are still living on their parents' pocket money." I don't know if Madison's elbow is turning outward or inward, but it must not be towards herself. Turn in your wallet.

"Look, like her." Madison clicked on an avatar in the private message list and showed it to Han Yi.

"Is the profile picture her own?"

"It should be, she sends me selfies every day."

"What a cute little girl." Han Yi looked at the little girl in the phone who didn't have all her baby teeth, and was only six or seven years old at best, and felt inexplicably familiar.

"Isn't it? She is my little angel. You have to send me good morning when you get up every day, and you have to say good night to me every day when you go to bed. You have to give me any dramas in school, and any cakes you eat in the restaurant." Take a photo and send it here." Madison swipe up the screen, and the dense gray bubbles and photos mixed in it lasted for at least a few months.

"Then will you chat with her?"

"Of course! Otherwise, do you think she will insist on sending me so many messages? It has been since Christmas last year." Referring to this little fan, Madison's words are full of mature and responsible tenderness that is rarely seen in normal times. with care.

"However, I told her that I will only chat with her on weekends, so I can't always bother Dad to use his mobile phone... And, I told her, I have to be a good baby every week, study hard, and don't mess with my parents Angry. If it's too naughty, leave her alone that weekend."

"Kind of being a parent, Maddy."

Han Yi retracted his body a little, looking admiring.

"Then let's talk about it, the next tour, we must be in..."

"Safie."

"There must be one in Safi's city."

"Then you have to go across the sea. Safi is in England."

Madison took off the black coat covering her body to her elbows, revealing her smooth and flawless but sharp and thin shoulders.

"I don't dare to think about the European tour right now, let's do every performance right now... How do I look?"

"Looks like a pop star."

Han Yi took half a step back and carefully looked at Madison Bill's performance outfit today.

A metallic black Alexander Wang bomber jacket, lined with a Celine white corset found in a second-hand shop in Fairfax, and the gray sweat pants on the lower body are very simple, from Old Navy, $30 a pair, with A pair of black high-top sneakers from Buffalo London on the feet complement each other perfectly.

Madison dislikes high heels very much. Even if she goes to a formal award ceremony or an industry party, she always needs to prepare a pair of flat shoes to change at any time.Therefore, the high-top sneakers, which look taller and can be padded with a layer of height-enhancing insoles, have become the most suitable shoe accessories for McGrady's performances.

The whole outfit is combined together, with a touch of casual freedom in sports and leisure. It is not suitable for retro adagio love songs like Madison's favorite Lana Del Rey, but it is used to echo Moombahton, the two groups of producers of Major Lazer and Cheat Codes. It is a match made in heaven with the arrangement of Tropical House style.

There is no Barbara Pavan's head-to-body comparison like God chasing and feeding, but Madison is bright and charming, and has her own unique charm.

...Oops, I unconsciously compared them again.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Madison made a concave shape to show Han Yi her increasingly attractive collarbone after a short-term sudden weight loss.

"Of course it's a good thing." Han Yi supported the edge of the stage, poked his head out, and said, "Look, there are thousands of people outside, all looking forward to an extraordinary pop star to start their wonderful night."

Madison stood on tiptoe and followed Han Yi's line of sight to the auditorium.

There are still a few minutes before the official opening. At this moment, all the indoor lights of Philips Stadium are turned on, making the venue brighter and more dazzling than daytime.

Most of the [-] spectators have already taken their seats.Whispering excitedly, or gathering in twos and threes to take photos with their backs to the stage.A small number of customers who lined up in the outer ring to buy hot dogs, pizza, Coke and beer also entered the venue one after another, struggling to make their way through the crowd, trying to identify their seat numbers.

No matter what kind of noise is made, the background noise generated by each person is actually not too much.But when seven thousand voices gather together, even a trickle will turn into a mighty river, especially in the indoor basketball hall with great echo.

With his left hand on the stage, Madison Bill even felt that the temporary floor was shaking slightly.

100 people, of course, is not as grand as 2 people sounds.But once the crowd expands to such a scale, thousands or tens of thousands, at least from the sense of hearing, the difference is almost the same.

"It's a 5 minute countdown."

Just as Madison's heartbeat began to accelerate rapidly, a thick male commentary voice exploded above the venue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your Future Now: The Tour is about to start in 5 minutes... Please get your seat as soon as possible."

There is no notification of the slightest emotional fluctuation, but it can still cause the audience to scream loudly.This is the atmosphere of the show. The highly concentrated and excited audience will cheer along with everything they hear.

"OK, Madison... I have to say first, you look really radiant today."

The production manager of the concert, Samantha Goulet, walked to Madison Bill, flipped through the schedule in her hand, and showed a friendly smile that was almost flattering to the opening guests who were about to take the stage.

Everyone behaves differently under pressure. Most people will choose to yell at each other to decompress, while a small number of people will be like Samantha, who is too kind to everyone, hoping that every day of the performance Each link can be successfully completed without being hindered by human factors.

"Oh, thank you...Samantha, you too!" Madison glanced at Samantha's breastplate and broke into an equally friendly smile.It's not that her eyes are higher than the top, but that there are too many staff on site, and those who come and go can only be distinguished by the plastic badge on the chest.

"I haven't washed my hair in three days... Uh, whatever, let's go through your show again, okay?"

"Ok."

Madison and Zhao Youzhen approach Samantha together.As the tour manager responsible for the Madison-Bill-related affairs of this show, Zhao Youzhen also wore a headset that could communicate with Madison and the performance team in real time.Once there is any situation in the performance, whether it is related to the artist, visual, audio or other details, it needs to be solved by Zhao Youzhen and Live Nation in a timely manner.

"According to our call sheet, a tour promotional video of about 58 minute will be played at 1:15. After that, the on-site DJ will introduce you for about [-] seconds. When you hear your name, you can directly appear on the stage, no Other signals. Clapping, clapping, screaming, waving, introducing yourself... and then we need you to come and give us an OK, or thumbs up, and tell us when to play the accompaniment, okay? Especially the third The first one, "No Promises," doesn't have a drum beat in the intro, so we had to be extra careful."

"Understood." Madison turned to look at Zhao Youzhen, "Youzhen, you will be with FOH then, right?"

"Yes."

"Can you please re-emphasize it with them? The song "No Promises" needs an eight-bar metronome in front. I'm afraid that the live environment will be too noisy and I won't be able to hear the Intro through the headphones."

"Of course, this point is written on the technical requirements form, and I communicated with them during the rehearsal just now, and I will supervise them to hang up the metronome later." Youzhen nodded seriously and replied, "What else is there?" request?"

"Oh, just two more bottles of Poland Spring on stage right."

"It's already there."

"You're the best, Yujin."

"I should do it." Zhao Youzhen pursed his lips and smiled, "Then I'll go to the mixer first...Dylan, if there is any problem with the monitor, please communicate with me directly."

"Ok!"

"Thank you, Youzhen." Han Yi nodded to his manager partner and said in Chinese.

"It's a matter of duty, Yi." Zhao Youzhen glanced at Han Yi calmly, hesitated to speak, and then continued in Chinese after a few seconds, "Let's talk after the performance."

They... what are they talking about?

Looking at the back of Zhao Youzhen walking away quickly, and looking at Han Yi standing there with lowered eyes, the curious Madison almost forgot that he still has a concert venue with 7000 people to be hot.

However, before her thoughts drifted too far, the suddenly extinguished auditorium lights, followed by another wave of screams, dragged her back to reality abruptly.

From left to right, on the [-]-foot-wide boundless screen, there appeared two extremely clear side silhouettes against the gradient blue curtain background.

At 58:[-] p.m., the promotional video for the tour started playing on time, neither too early nor too late.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention..."

"This is an important public service announcement..."

The magnetic female voice echoed in the venue, arousing the emotions of the audience even higher.

"In the summer of 2016, we will usher in..."

"We're cool for the summer!"

The intro is also interspersed with sample slices of hit singles from Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas.

"Demi Lovato..."

"I still get jealous!"

"Nick Jonas..."

"Future...Now, The Tour..."

"Start now."

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome our opening guests—"

"MADISON BEER!"

　I looked at the monthly pass a little bit yesterday, but I didn’t quite understand it, can you show me again?

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　　My friend's new book, copied my idea, provided endless illustrations for the novel, and designed the screen and even the back of each card.But he is a supernatural combat type, so I forgive him generously.I also helped him push the book, I am really a good person, everyone can take a look if you have nothing to do.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)