Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 119 That’s it

Mai Zishan didn't even need to look at the album sales data. He knew from the rising reputation that this album would be a Hall of Famer.

There are countless zeros of reputation value.

The music library has not been refreshed yet.

The mountain of Cantonese was still in front of him, motionless.

Learning English has never been so painful. After all, the focus of learning English is reading comprehension.

No one will test your English pronunciation.

And learning Cantonese is for speaking, not to mention it is for singing.

Recently, he bought a lot of Cantonese teaching materials, and when he was studying, he was completely a mask of pain.

Let's use the system to draw a lottery again. If you drop tens of millions of reputation points, you can be regarded as gaining a new three years of Cantonese experience.

"I think it's delicious enough, it seems to be almost there (I feel it's delicious enough, it seems it's almost there.)" Mai Zishan said to himself.

Then, he gave it to a former college classmate of his who was from Guangdong Province.

I made a phone call and the whole conversation was in Cantonese.

At first, the students were still very novel.

Hey guys, the big star is learning Cantonese?

Oops, that's not bad.

We continued chatting and found something was wrong.

Your Cantonese is a bit fake...

Many faults were picked out in one phone call.

"It's so difficult." After finishing the call, Mai Zishan sat on the sofa with a look of helplessness.

Looking at the Cantonese textbook in front of me and the empty reputation points again, I had no choice but to continue studying.

In addition to Cantonese, other things must go hand in hand, such as music festivals, such as "Rock on the New Long March Road" and "The Story of Time". Mai Zishan is practicing these songs.

At first glance, it seemed like a lot, but Mai Zishan only felt energetic.

……

Music festivals are temporary music performances with the characteristics of temporary existence, multiple artists taking turns to perform, and a consistent theme. Most of them last for about a week.

The music festival has more than one singer, just like the salt industry, there are more than just Mai Zishan who sing.

The next day.

Head towards the largest conference room on the seventh floor of the Era.

The seat was full of people, led by Lin Xinyue, with Mai Zishan sitting next to her, Yang Di and Liu Shuangcheng.

The rest are all members of Mai Zishan's team, such as Wang Ye, Fan Pingjiang, and Chen Kun.

There is only one theme of the conference, music festival.

Lin Xinyue asked her assistant to pour tea for everyone, and said slowly: "I asked about the price, and the venue fee is still a big expense. For example, the music festival venues commonly used in Yanjing and Magic City cost around 10 million."

"In addition to various miscellaneous expenses, and we also have to cooperate with some other singers, the cost is around 15 million."

She looked at Mai Zishan and said: "Based on the ratio of fans and ticket buyers at past music festivals, the conclusion is that there will be about 50,000 album buyers coming to the music festival. If the ticket price per person is 400, we can earn a five million."

Mai Zishan thought for a moment and said, "Four hundred yuan is a bit expensive."

Liu Shuangcheng hesitated to speak at the side. He and Lin Xinyue had a private conversation and thought it would be more appropriate to set the ticket price at 500...

Lin Xinyue didn't know what to say, "No matter how cheap it is, we will lose money, or we may change the venue. Some cultural and tourism bureaus in small cities contacted me, hoping to hold the music festival at their place."

While Mai Zishan was still thinking, Lin Xinyue changed the topic to save him from having to say anything about the price.

"Then there are the singers, mainly you. The audience is here to see you. This is the first rock music festival in our country, and you are the top star."

"The top card?" Mai Zishan repeated these two words, feeling like he was an oiran.

"The next ones are Zhang Tianhai and some of his students, as well as Chen Kun. However, it's not enough. You two can support two salt industries, but you can't support a large music festival." Chen Kun heard his name on the side, He immediately sat up straight.

He never imagined that when he sold a song for 200 yuan, he could now sing it in front of tens of thousands of people.

It all started when he opened the door of his Mazda and let Mai Zishan get in.

Destiny took a turn.

"Recently, many singers in the industry have contacted me and want to participate in your music festival." Lin Xinyue said with a satisfied tone.

"What ones are there?" Mai Zishan asked.

"For example, Bai Xiaojin, Zhang Zifeng, and Zhan An, who specializes in singing advertising songs. They don't ask for any profit, they just want to sing your songs at your music festival, no money, no neighboring rights."

"I just want to cooperate with you." Lin Xinyue added, with a very pleased tone.

The most gratifying person at the scene was Yang Di, who discovered Mai Zishan in the small square in Quancheng. His feeling at the moment was that he had bought a big bull stock at the bottom.

When Mai Zishan heard these names, he felt that one of them, Zhang Zifeng, was very familiar. Zhang Zifeng's original manager even disgusted him.

As a result, Zhang Zifeng came here to ask for cooperation. He wanted nothing but cooperation.

How do you say something? When you succeed, you surround yourself with good people.

However, Mai Zishan shook his head. He was not satisfied with these people.

"There are two more. I think these two are okay. One is Rong Shasha. Rong Shasha wants to enter your music festival and sing your songs, but she doesn't need any shares or neighboring rights."

"Oh, Rong Shasha?" Mai Zishan was very familiar with this name. She had met Rong Shasha on a podcast. She was the only one who was optimistic about rock music and encouraged him to come.

"The last one is Guan Le, a Hong Kong singer. He is very popular in Hong Kong, but he has been struggling to open up the mainland market. He has gone to various shows and appeared on various occasions, but he is still not popular in the mainland. "

When Mai Zishan heard the name Guan Le, he was familiar with it, but he couldn't remember it.

He asked: "I understand why you think Rong Shasha is okay, but why do you think Guan Le is okay?"

Lin Xinyue was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you learn Cantonese recently? He wanted to cooperate, and you just asked him to teach you. How appropriate?"

Mai Zishan couldn't laugh or cry. For this reason, there was no need to cooperate with Guan Le.

"I think Rong Shasha is the only one, forget the rest."

Lin Xinyue nodded, "Let's discuss the venue next. The advantage of Yanjing and Magic City is that there are many people, but the disadvantage is that it is expensive. The disadvantage of small places is that fans are not very willing to go, but they are cheap."

"Since the news that you were going to hold a music festival was announced, I have been contacted by the cultural and tourism bureaus of three or four small cities. One of them is the most ruthless. They don't want the venue fee and will give you one million."

Mai Zishan slapped his thigh, "That's it!"

Lin Xinyue was speechless, "Listen to me first, it is almost in the Gobi Desert, otherwise why would I give you money?"

Mai Zishan: "...Okay."

Others were also disappointed, thinking that they could get away with it for free.

"What other cities are there? Yanjing and Modu are indeed expensive."

Although the profit from album sales is more than 20 million, Mai Zishan has other plans.

For example, his little blank has not been decorated yet...

Although I no longer like that house, it was still my first home.

In addition, he also plans to continue to open a salt industry, so the budget of the music festival must be controlled.

"There is also Yanshi, who is willing to reduce the venue fee to two million, and Wushi, and..."

Mai Zishan interrupted her, "I remember that Yan City is near the sea, right?"

Lin Xinyue nodded. At this moment, she felt that there were quite a few people in the conference room, and their eyes began to light up.

"what happened?"

Mai Zishan, Wang Ye, Chen Kun and others all said in unison, "That's it!"

(End of this chapter)