Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 772 A Song That Can't Be Sung
After chatting with Lao Pan for a while, Bian Lang left the school and returned to the company.

On the way back, he was thinking about whether to move the Rolling Stones' rehearsal venue to the industrial park next door.

After all, he is currently renting a house next door, so it is very convenient for rehearsals. Strauss and Di Li will also have teaching tasks at the school in the future, so running back and forth would be a waste of time.

As for other people's commuting, that's a small matter. Now that everyone's pockets are bulging, it's good to rent a house here and be neighbors, and it's very convenient to take a taxi or subway.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. When he returned to the company, Bian Lang went to discuss it with Chen Shuting.

Chen Shuting agreed immediately after hearing this: "Let's move the band's dedicated rehearsal room over there. It's bigger and can accommodate everyone. We have more and more business matters here, and the space is starting to become tight. Even if you don't mention it, Liang Kuan and I will tell you after we discuss it."

"Okay, then let's find someone to start cleaning up the place over there!"

"Well, I'll see how to arrange accommodation for the others. It's no problem for them to live in the school for now. There are so many empty dormitories. After the renovation, the conditions will be pretty good."

Speaking of this, Bian Lang recalled the incident in the original owner's memory when his electric mouse was confiscated when he was in college, and then he asked, "Is the electricity limited?"

"How can that be possible? We've all been modified. We're not like the college students we used to be. When we were modifying it, Brother Hu said that if you use an effects pedal or something and it trips, you'll be scolded to death. The money to burn a pickup and replace the wires in the whole house is enough!"

Bian Lang knew that it might not be as serious as Pan Jianhu said, but that was basically the idea.

"Okay, let's do it that way. Those who don't want to live together can rent a house on their own..." Some couples who are in love don't want to live together, so they can rent a house on their own. The Rolling Stones have treated them well, and it is impossible for them to be all-inclusive.

Of course, when the school has more students, they will have to move out. With help from Bian Lang, if they still can't afford to buy a house in Chuncheng, then that's their own problem.

……

In the blink of an eye, the school started. The Rolling Stones did not choose a specific date, but just found a Friday when everyone's schedule was more coordinated. In this way, the Rolling Stones Music School opened in an ordinary June.

This is almost the same as the past year for Bian Lang. Looking back: he has a band, a company, a school, recorded "Summer of the Band", bought a villa, held a music festival, won the Golden Melody Award, copied a lot of songs, and got dumped...

I've fought with Modie, Goose Egg, Guanying, and Sima... Overall, it's a wonderful process for a novice.

From now on, according to the template of the time traveler, you have to start the killing mode.

It's a pity that there is only one Grammy, which is not as rich as the Golden Bear, Golden Lion, Golden Palm and Oscar. There is no need to negotiate with film producers to sell films, nor to walk the red carpet. As for how DGM will do public relations with the Grammy judges, that is their business. Bian Lang will not take the initiative to stick to them.

Although Bian Lang didn't need to go to the door to greet people himself, Lao Pan still asked him to be on standby at all times. Then he answered the phone and went to wait in front of the sculpture on a frame covered with red cloth facing the gate.

Bian Lang’s curiosity has never been about these things. Since he knew that everyone wanted to give him a surprise, he just followed the process and waited.

At half past eight, when he was chatting with Dayong and others, he received a call from Lao Pan.

"Brother Yong, go to the door and take off the red cloth."

"No, no, it's boring. Go by yourself!"

Everyone else had the same expression as Dayong, so Bian Lang stopped shouting and walked straight towards the school gate.

From a distance, he saw Lao Luo and a group of people walking in, talking and laughing. He was not familiar with the others except Duan Yuntao and Yuan Hao.

After jogging over, Lao Luo started by smiling and saying, "Bian Lang, that's amazing. You've opened a school now! Being able to teach a student like you is the most honorable thing in my life! Come, let me introduce you to the dean of the Conservatory of Music, Li Zhaolin..."

"Hello, President Li. It is a great honor for our Rolling Stone Music Academy that you can come here in person!" This kind of official language was all that Bian Lang could say after emptying his stomach.

The other party was not the type to put on airs. With the natural relationship between the schools, Li Zhaolin smiled and said after shaking hands: "If you can't speak in an official tone, don't do it. Let's be practical. The graduation party at the beginning of next month..."

"Dean Lu, let me know when the time is set and I will arrange it."

"Well, I heard that the Golden Horse team has already started preparing..."

At this point, Bian Lang remembered that Jin Ma was still a senior student at school. He should be considered the biggest star among the students at the school. They must attend the graduation party.

"Well, let's go in first!"

Bian Lang turned sideways and prepared to lead a few people inside, but Li Zhaolin had no intention of moving. He just stood there with his hands folded, looking towards the door with a smile, as if he was waiting for someone.

Seeing this, Bian Lang naturally didn't rush him. He pulled Lao Luo aside, took out a cigarette and lit it, then asked, "Lao Luo, what's going on?"

Lao Luo took a puff of Yuxi, pointed at the sculpture that had not yet been unveiled with the hand holding the cigarette and said, "Wait for Xinghai. Come and see it together."

"I understand!" When Bian Lang saw Lao Luo and the others, he didn't think much about it. He thought they were just asking him to come out and pick someone up. Now he realized that there was something about showing off.

They didn't have to wait too long. A few minutes later, people from Xinghai came in, led by Li Linqing. Bian Lang didn't recognize anyone except Li Linqing and Dong Shuxian.

Seeing the way Dong Shuxian looked at him, Bian Lang couldn't tell whether Dong Shuxian knew about his breakup with Dong Youbian. But he wasn't the shy young man, if Dong Shuxian asked, he wouldn't hide what he should say. They were all adults, and they had to be responsible for their own actions.

When the others approached, before Li Linqing could even speak, Li Zhaolin stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the old lady who was leading the group, saying, "Teacher Yu, why are you here? Come here, let me help you!"

The old lady smiled and said, "No need, I can still walk by myself. Can't you see that I haven't even used my crutches yet?" After saying this, the old lady looked at the group of people from Yunnan Art Institute and continued, "If it weren't for me, someone else would have been squeezed to death by you today?" "No, no, no, I absolutely don't mean that! Originally, the three of us are working together, and this also shows our attitude and the importance we attach to this matter! Your Xinghai is a professional music college, and our Yunnan Art Institute is a comprehensive art school. Professionally, there is definitely no need for it. If your attitude is not correct, then it will be unacceptable, right?"

Li Zhaolin's words were completely unreasonable. The old lady nodded and said, "Come on, introduce me to Bian Lang. I can't believe that you have accomplished what we at Xinghai have been trying to do for so many years!"

Although I don't know the identity of this old lady, judging from the way Li Zhaolin addressed her and her attitude, her status in the music education circle must be quite high.

Bian Lang stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu, you really flatter us. We just think it's too difficult for a bunch of rock players to receive a serious music education..."

Before he could finish his words, Old Lady Yu interrupted him with a wave of her hand, saying, “Don’t be so modest. You may not be able to see some things clearly yourself, but from the perspective of those of us who have been engaged in education for many years, the establishment of your school and the rise of the Rolling Stones have truly opened up a new path to employment for our students!
Apart from anything else, even though I knew that playing the violin could get me a job in a rock band, after playing classical music for so many years…"

The old lady couldn't stop talking, and no one wanted to interrupt her until the representative of Hongta came up next. Only then did the topic come to an end.

At this time, Lao Luo smiled and said, "Now that everyone is here, should we let Bian Lang take off the red cloth?"

After hearing this, everyone agreed and Bian Lang walked over with the support of the crowd.

The security had already untied the ropes in advance and were just waiting for the waves to come up and pull them apart.

Bian Lang didn’t pay much attention to this matter before, but now that the mystery is about to be revealed, his heart starts beating fast.

This was the first time in my two lifetimes that I had done something like this, so I felt a little nervous. I thought it would be so embarrassing if there was a statue of myself inside in front of so many people.

But things had come to this point, and it was all the same, whether it was life or death. Bian Lang grabbed a corner of the red cloth and pulled it hard.

Maybe it was because the red cloth had been almost rotten due to wind and sun, so Bian Lang did not pull the entire cloth off, but only pulled off a large piece.

Then a breeze blew from somewhere, and Bian Lang was directly wrapped up by the red cloth.

Through the red cloth, Bian Lang vaguely saw that the sculpture looked like a guitar, with a pair of hands consisting of only the palms, pressing the fingerboard and plucking the strings.

At that moment, Bian Lang felt as if he was possessed by Lao Cui, and the song began to ring in his ears unconsciously.

But the only thing he could hear clearly was: "...I said I saw happiness..."

It's like a very familiar song, but when the time comes to sing it, you can only sing one sentence!
I really don’t know how to express in words the complex and helpless emotions in my heart!
Several security guards came up quickly and helped Bian Lang to tear off the red cloth, but they saw that Bian Lang was already in tears.

Lao Luo and the others came forward with a smile, and when they saw Bian Lang's expression, they patted his shoulder without saying anything, and then started to invite everyone to come over and take pictures...

Emotions come and go quickly, just like the fate of this song. Those who remember it will never forget it, but some people may never hear it in their lifetime.

"Thank you, Lao Luo!" After Bian Lang and others saw the sculpture clearly, they knew without hesitation that it must have been made by Lao Luo.

"No need, the school gave me money! Hahaha, but I am willing to make something like this for you... I will do it when you cross your legs... Then I will definitely cross my legs, and it can only be Ma Rui and the others who make it for you..." Although these words sounded funny and a bit unlucky, Bian Lang felt that the sea breeze in the battery this morning was full of sand!
The event was scheduled to start at 9:, but all the invited participants arrived at o'clock.

Of course Wu Hao came, and with him came a leader from the education department. These are all necessary procedures and none of them can be skipped.

"Bian Lang, let me introduce you to this. This is the Education Department..."

Although Lao Pan is the principal, everyone knows that Bian Lang is the real boss, so at this level, Bian Lang has to go to social events.

However, once this person started talking, I couldn't hate him: "When it was approved, I said this was a good thing, but it will be too difficult in the future. I sincerely hope that you can prosper and do better and better in the future! If there is anything you need support for, just ask. As long as you don't ask us for funding, everything is fine!"

"Hahaha! Good leader, we will never occupy the resources of other schools..." Bian Lang didn't know how to cry specifically, so the matter of getting candy would have to be left to Lao Pan in the future.

Everyone at the scene was in groups. After the leader separated from Bian Lang, he got together with the people from the district and started chatting with the people from Hongta.

As for other small groups, King Liu, Qin Linglan, Liu Chuang, Tao Xiaoyu and Xie Xinyan are discussing the album together.

"Apart from Silva, I think the most popular artist of this album will ultimately depend on what Guo Sichu and Bian Lang say!" King Liu said this without any hesitation.

Xie Xinyan spread his hands and said to Bian Lang who was walking towards him: "Not necessarily. I talked to Bian Lang before. This album is more pop-oriented. If he sings pop songs, his appeal won't be as strong as ours!"

Among them, Qin Linglan was the least familiar with Bian Lang, so she would not join in such a joke. So she chatted rather reservedly: "Xiaoyu, this song of mine is a good opportunity for you to listen to it today, give me some advice."

"Why are you asking me instead of asking Bian Lang? I was just following his instructions. Bian Lang, what is Sister Chuchu going to sing later?" Tao Xiaoyu just came back last night. She only heard that she and Bian Lang would perform together as the Rolling Stones' first dual lead singer, but she didn't know what they would sing specifically.

"You'll know in a moment, why are you in such a hurry?" Bian Lang walked over and shouted in response.

When she got closer, Tao Xiaoyu said, "Grandma Yu from our school invited me to attend the graduation ceremony. I didn't even have this treatment even when I was at the peak of my popularity. Please sing a campus folk song for me to suit the occasion!" Now that they are familiar with each other, they are naturally not so careful when speaking.

With so much support from both schools, Bian Lang would not be stingy. Even if the other party asked him to go to Xinghai, he would definitely not say no. Now he just wanted to invite Tao Xiaoyu, a rising schoolmate, to go back. Giving her a song was really a small matter for him.

“Campus folk songs, wait for me to walk around this school in the next two days, and then I will write one for you!” After saying this, Bian Lang began to think in his heart: “If I add No-Brain and Unhappy, and Old Wolf, who should I choose?”

(End of this chapter)