Rock and Roll: Glorious Years

This was the first time in both his lives that Bian Lang had ever encountered a situation where the entire audience was chanting "encore" after just finishing the warm-up act.

Thinking about his upcoming official restart of his music career, Bian Lang continued, "The Masked Band is now history, but my music journey won't end here. Everyone, wait for me!"

After saying that, he ripped off his mask and threw it off the stage, then casually walked off the stage with his electric guitar slung over his shoulder.

This move pushed the emotions of the music fans in the audience to a new climax!

"This is fucking awesome! Bianlang, don't go! Encore!"

"Wow, this guy is actually a real heartthrob!"

"Bianlang, don't go! The Magic Disc doesn't want you, it wants you!"

Those music fans who arrived just in time were completely bewildered by the scene of people shouting "encore" before the show had even officially started. After they came to their senses, they began to curse the traffic in Kunming and their bosses who had called them in for a talk just before the end of the workday.

The little witch who was hit by Bianlang's mask is now completely immobile!

Because she saw that face, wasn't that the driver?

At that time, she was sitting in the back row, with her hair tied in a bun, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses that covered half of her face, which sealed away most of her good looks.

She hadn't paid much attention to Bian Lang's looks, but she had a general idea of ​​what he looked like, and she was confident that she would recognize him if they met again.

After comparing the sounds again, she was certain that the king of rock in her heart had changed hands!

……

Backstage, Li Yiliang, who had calmed down, took the initiative to find Bian Lang. This was the first time the two had met since they started fighting.

"You hid it so well, I never noticed before!"

Faced with Li Yiliang's sarcastic remarks, Bian Lang casually adjusted his guitar strap and said, "Likewise, I never realized you were so cunning."

Li Yiliang wasn't annoyed and continued, "I just want to know why you didn't share this song before? And why did you keep it a secret from me that you can play other instruments?"

"I don't have your talent for writing songs. I heard this song from someone else." Bian Lang said the truth in a serious tone, but Li Yiliang didn't believe a word of it.

Whether it's the verses or the chorus, he can find inspiration from reality that corresponds to the lyrics: the closure of Paradise Records, the ruins across the mountain, and how he betrayed his ideals and friendships for money...

"It seems you're still that frivolous person living in an ideal world. You have no idea how cruel real life is. I don't want to continue using musical ideals as an excuse to keep creating music for love! This inspiration of yours will only last once. In the end, I will definitely be the one who breaks out of the circle."

Hearing this somewhat childish remark, Bian Lang laughed: "Whatever, we're not going to be on the same path anyway. By the way, do you need me to accompany you for the later performances?"

What Li Yiliang hated most about Bian Lang was his nonchalant attitude, which made him feel like he'd punched cotton. He had felt somewhat guilty about selling the copyrights alone and had even considered giving Bian Lang a share of the profits, but now it seemed pointless; Bian Lang simply didn't care!

"No need. I have my own pride too. I, Li Yiliang, am not worthy of a musician like you!"

Bian Lang was amused by his words and waved his hand, saying, "Alright then, I wish you a bright future with Magic Disc!"

Thus, Bian Lang completed his final performance as part of the Masked Band, giving Li Yiliang a slap in the face and fulfilling the original owner's wish. From now on, Bian Lang could walk his own path as he pleased.

While the band was tuning their instruments on stage, Bian Lang packed up his gear and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Wei Lan at the backstage exit.

"Hello, Mr. Bian, let me formally introduce myself. I'm Wei Lan, Li Yiliang's agent!"

Seeing Wei Lan extend her hand, Bian Lang put down his zither case and extended his hand as well, saying, "Hello, may I ask what's the matter?"

"I know my previous mistake caused trouble for Teacher Bian, so I'd like to apologize first!"

This seemingly innocuous remark prompted Bian Lang to remark, "This agent and Li Yiliang are truly a perfect match."

When it comes to playing the game of tai chi, Bian Lang is quite adept at it: "No need for an apology, I didn't lose anything. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." As he spoke, he reached for his violin case.

Wei Lan reached out slightly to stop him, then quickly said, "I know this isn't the right time to talk about this, so I'll keep it short. Our Magic Disc wants to buy the cover rights to this song, and we also want to buy back the video rights to tonight's performance. We hope Teacher Bian will seriously consider this when he gets back. I'll find a suitable place tomorrow to invite Teacher Bian over for a more detailed discussion."

Wei Lan is now filled with deep regret. She originally thought Bian Lang was just a novice, but she never expected him to be a king wearing a mocking mask! Moreover, he is no less cunning than Li Yiliang, and his methods are far more sophisticated.

She could already imagine the expression on her supervisor's face when they found out the whole story... "If only we had signed it back then!"

Bian Lang had anticipated these two events, but he hadn't expected Wei Lan to be such a decisive person.

"We can discuss the video copyright, but as for the cover song copyright, forget about it!" Bian Lang thought to himself, but said aloud, "Thank you for your appreciation, Miss Wei and Magic Disc. I'll think about it when I get back."

After saying that, Bian Lang left without looking back. He had just exited the venue through the back door when he was blocked by more than one person.

Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Bian Lang, intending to tackle each show one by one, said, "If you don't want to listen to the later performances, just go straight to the mountainside, and we'll talk there."

……

Bian Lang is gone, but Li Yiliang's performances will continue.

However, the previously explosive atmosphere suddenly cooled down considerably, and the once-full venue was now empty after Bian Lang left, leaving dozens of people behind. The most conspicuous spot was the empty seat that Zhou Yimo had vacated in the guest section.

Wei Lan knew, of course, that Zhou Yimo's movie didn't lack the 20 yuan to buy the song, but he just couldn't swallow his pride. So, inviting him as a guest today was a way of giving him a way out. But how come the person who was just here has disappeared in the blink of an eye?

When no one answered the phone, Wei Lan assumed that he had gone to the bathroom and didn't think much of it, planning to talk to him after the performance. Little did she know that Director Zhou hadn't come for the original two songs!

Li Yiliang is known for his strong mentality; he didn't seem affected by the previous incident much after going on stage, and his first song maintained his usual high standard. Da Kun, however, was different. His mind was preoccupied with Bian Lang's performance, which far surpassed his own, leading to some mistakes.

As a result, Li Yiliang was also affected, and his later songs were often out of sync and his voice cracked, naturally making the atmosphere at the scene increasingly cold.

The same thing happened in Little Witch's live stream; after Bian Lang stopped appearing, the popularity plummeted.

She did want to find Bian Lang, but if she left now, not only would she not be able to find him, but she would definitely be blacklisted by Magic Disc.

The travel expenses are a minor issue, but she can forget about making a living from this anymore; she still has that much professional ethics.

Despite the rather unappealing pop-rock songs on stage, the little witch picked up her phone and started interacting with viewers in the live stream.

The more people left early, the more it was because Li Yiliang's performance had deteriorated to the point of being unbearable to listen to. It was just that with Bian Lang's god-like performance as an example, even if he performed exceptionally well, he would still be considered a novice.

There was no way around it; this was the first time Bian Lang had ever seen Loop Station perform "Those Without Ideals Don't Get Hurt" live, let alone these fans from the Blue Planet who hadn't been dominated by New Pants.

After the last song, about a third of the fans left. Among those remaining, someone shouted, "We want to see Bian Lang! Bian Lang should have an encore!"

This shout had a serious effect. Li Yiliang, who was already holding back his anger on stage, immediately turned hostile: "If you want to see Bian Lang, go find him yourself! What are you doing standing here all night? Let's see if he can give you a complete performance..."

As soon as he said that, the fans in the audience were not happy and immediately started shouting for a refund!

Fortunately, the on-site director reacted very quickly and immediately pulled the live stream off.

The enraged music fans were not to be trifled with either; those who had walked halfway back rushed back and shouted for refunds at Li Yiliang on stage!

Seeing this scene, the little witch felt there was no need to stay any longer. She picked up the gimbal and walked outside, ready to say goodbye to her friends and end the broadcast!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around after leaving the venue, he bumped into Duan Yuntao, who had followed him out.

Upon seeing Professor Duan in the frame, a mischievous person urged, "Little witch, go ask Professor Duan what he thinks of Li Yiliang's singing skills..."

The little witch planned to end the broadcast after one last interaction, then stepped forward and asked, "Professor Duan, could you give us your evaluation of Li Yiliang's singing skills?"

Duan Yuntao is now in a bit of a predicament. He came here to help the school increase its reputation, but who would have thought it would end up like this?

However, he wasn't a professor for nothing; in a flash, he came up with an excuse: "I think Li Yiliang just has a great voice, but a brain like a dog's!"

"Pfft!" The little witch couldn't help but burst out laughing!

Viewers in the live stream were having a blast:

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! Are all the people at Yunnan Arts University this straightforward? Like teacher, like student! I'm a fan of Professor Duan now!"

"Wow, Professor Duan is such a wise man! Just for that one act of personally killing your traitorous disciple, Yunnan Arts University deserves a big shout-out!"

Duan Yuntao, unaware of the reactions from the livestream viewers, continued speaking to the camera: "However, Yunnan Arts University is a place of abundant resources and outstanding people. As you all saw today, Bian Lang from the Sculpture Department can single-handedly run an entire band! Therefore, for students taking the art entrance exams, Yunnan Arts University is the best choice for you when you fill out your applications in a few days!"

"Oh my god, I'm laughing so hard I can't live! Professor Duan is so dedicated!"

"Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a professor in the sculpture department!"

"Hey witch, can you help me ask? My niece is taking the arts college entrance exam this year. If I persuade her to apply to Yunnan Arts University, could you give me a top-tier art school's pick?"

The little witch suppressed a laugh as she asked the question, but to her surprise, Duan Yuntao replied without hesitation, "I guarantee to all the netizens, absolutely no problem! We'll definitely invite Bian Lang to perform at the freshman welcome party next semester!"