Peng Shuai looked in his thirties and was wearing a T-shirt and jeans like the fans. He couldn't tell he was a manager. Later, Fu mistakenly accepted his invitation and went to meet him at the hotel. Peng Shuai changed into a shirt and trousers. Only then did he look like a professional broker.
Fu Cuo also has a little understanding of Houhai Music. They are all musicians and singers, and there are no idol artists. Peng Shuai also admitted that because the boss likes rock and roll, he just wants to concentrate on making music. The company only signs musicians, not entertainers and idols. Fu Cuo had heard the works of some of these singers, and the quality was really good, but there were no particularly popular singers, which may also have something to do with the size of the company.
"I've been paying attention to you for a while," Peng Shuai held a cigarette in his hand, but didn't smoke, "Boss and I have been to your performance, the song is very good, you wrote the song, and the band is also very eye-catching. Especially the lead singer, very charming. Of course, you are so good, we are definitely not the only ones to choose in the future, you can also think about it, but I just want you to know that we are very sincere, you go back and discuss it with your teammates For a moment, if you have anything else to ask, we will invite everyone out to have a meal another day and talk slowly."
Fu Cuo returned to the hotel where the band stayed with the full sincerity that Peng Shuai had shown him. Because of this matter, they extended the room for another day. On this day, the four of them gathered in Fu Cuo's room, searched Houhai Music, and also searched Its musicians have listened to countless songs and watched a lot of MVs. There is no doubt that Houhai Music is a company dedicated to making music. The songs are really good, but the popularity is really too mediocre. They want to find something I can’t find the concert videos of the child singers. The artists under the banner have released new songs, and the only singer who can appear on the charts is the female singer Sara who was born in the talent show.
Concentrating on making music, and making the band popular, how to choose between the two, Fu Cuo also hesitated.
On the contrary, AK has no worries at all: "Sign it! Otherwise, when will you play by yourself! They haven't signed a band before, and look at the signed singers, except for Sara, everyone else is not very good-looking , of course it won't be popular, to put it bluntly, now is an era of looking at faces!"
The implication is that they are different, because Sui Qingchi's face can be punched.
Fu Cuo asked Tan Si: "What do you think?"
Tan Si pondered for a while: "Actually, we don't have any other choice now. Their music is pretty good. There are too few companies that can still focus on music. In fact, this is the most important thing. I think we can try it."
AK suddenly gossiped and said, "I heard that Hou Hai wanted to sign with LOTUS back then, is it true?"
Fu Cuo didn't ask Peng Shuai about it. After all, it's just a rumor in the industry. I don't know if it's true or not. In any case, LOTUS signed Yitian in the end.
The four sat in the middle of the two beds to discuss, only Sui Qingchi remained silent, he sat on the edge of the bed with his arms propped back, watching them talking, Fu Cuo turned his head and asked him: "What do you think? "
Only then did Sui Qingchi let go of the arm he was supporting, sat up slowly, looked at the introduction page of Houhai Music on the tablet, and said, "I don't want to sign."
Several people were taken aback, and AK asked, "Why?"
Sui Qingchi said: "Lotus didn't sign either."
Fu Cuo said: "That may just be a rumor."
Sui Qingchi changed his posture, put his hands on his knees, and asked: "Then even if they signed the lotus, can lotus become popular in their hands?"
AK straightened his back and said, "I think I can be popular!"
Sui Qingchi frowned: "You have a brain hole, I'm too lazy to tell you."
"You have a brain! Am I wrong? There are Ji Shi and Salinger in LOTUS, where can't they be popular? Besides, if you don't sign with them, where else do you want to sign with? You expect Yitian to sign us? "
Sui Qingchi glanced at him: "How do you know that no other company is willing to sign us?"
"There are no such bands now. There are so many underground bands, but the last ones were signed by big companies? Even if there are in the future, they won't necessarily be better than them!"
Sui Qingchi said: "If you have no confidence in the band, I have nothing to say."
There is no reason to discuss it like this. Listening to the dispute between AK and Sui Qingchi, Fu Cuo only felt that his head was big.
"Oh, it's better to vote! The minority obeys the majority!" AK said simply.
"I don't think so," Tan Si frowned. "It's best for everyone to agree on this kind of thing."
"Then what should we do?" AK looked at Fu Cuo, "Fu Cuo, you are the captain, tell me, you decide and we will listen to you!"
Sui Qingchi also looked at him.
From voting to everyone listening to him, Fu Cuo is even bigger than before. Asking him to make decisions for the entire band alone is too heavy a responsibility...
AK said: "Isn't it necessary to achieve reunification? The young master and I will never reach reunification, but I believe in you. I believe in you. Even if I want to go to hell with you, I will admit it. There is absolutely no complaint! You are Our unity!"
This confession made Fu Cuo want to cry without tears.
Tan Si also looked at him: "If we can't reach a reunification in the end, there must always be someone to make a decision. I don't think anyone here will object to your decision."
"Okay," Sui Qingchi stood up and looked down at him, "I'll listen to you if you decide."
The band had a meal with Peng Shuai and had a frank and honest talk. Peng Shuai answered all their questions without reservation. Fu Cuo originally hoped that the band could reach an agreement after this conversation, but it still didn't seem to change. Those who still feel that they should sign, and those who feel that they should not sign still don't want to sign. In fact, he himself is the same as Tan Si, and he cares more about the company's attitude towards music. If after signing the contract, they are allowed to go out, go on variety shows, and follow the route of idol artists, then what's the point of the company being a big name? If they just want to be popular and make money, they don't need to be obsessed with the band.
But during the meal, only Sui Qingchi had nothing to say, and Fu Cuo could feel that he had never considered signing Houhai Music at all, no matter what Peng Shuai said, he would not be shaken.
So in the end it was up to him, the captain, to make the decision.
He promised that Peng Shuai would reply to him in a week. On the way back to CTR, AK said, "We have agreed, give Fu Cuo room to think, and let no one influence him, especially you!" Qing Chi, "Don't make small moves!"
Sui Qingchi was sleeping by the window. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at AK, then pulled off his baseball cap, as if he could see nothing.
Fu Cuo had a contract from Peng Shuai in his mobile phone, which meant that they could discuss any issues with the contract. For an unknown band like them, this kind of treatment is enough to show their sincerity and importance.
He has read the contract several times, but after all, he has zero experience in this area. For such an important contract, he still has to find a professional to look at it. While washing his face in front of the sink and thinking about it, Sui Qingchi leaned against the door and said: "Is it annoying?"
Fu turned off the faucet by mistake and looked up, looking at Sui Qingchi in the mirror. He might have been standing there looking at him for a while, but he didn't even notice. Because AK has spoken first, he and Sui Qingchi haven't talked about this topic these two days, but he is the one who is in charge of making the decision. Sui Qingchi also saw her troubles.
Sui Qingchi got up and walked over from the door, took the mouthwash cup, filled it with water, and said:
"About the contract, you can go to Loki."
Loki is He Bin's good friend and the bass player of Banana Fish. Fu Cuo only remembered after Sui Qingchi reminded him. He seemed to have heard He Bin say that Loki was studying for a master's degree in law school.
Fu took a wrong look at Sui Qingchi who was brushing his teeth slowly. Sui Qingchi didn't want to sign a contract, so he didn't need to give him ideas.
The next day was the weekend, Fu mistakenly asked He Bin and Loki to meet at Starbucks, Loki took some time to read the contract, he basically didn't touch the desserts on the table, He Bin made the two pieces of tiramisu all by himself light.
After reading it, Loki handed the contract back to Fu Cuo, and said, "There is no big problem. In this standard contract, this company is quite conscientious."
Fu Cuo was relieved that the contract was not flawed, so judging from the agreement in the contract, it was really pretty good.
He Bin put down his fork and asked, "Are you really planning to sign?"
Fu Cuo sighed: "It hasn't been decided yet."
He Bin said: "The members' opinions are not unified?"
Fu Cuo had no choice but to smile wryly when he was hit by the words.
He Bin and Loki looked at each other, He Bin shrugged and smiled helplessly: "It's normal."
Banana Fish also had the opportunity to sign a contract, but because the members had different opinions, no one could convince anyone, and it finally fell through. Thinking about it this way, Fu Cuo felt that he was lucky, because everyone gave him the right to make decisions without complaining. Regardless of whether it is signed or not signed in the end, it will not be left alone.
But what surprised Fu Cuo was that He Bin and Loki had different ideas about signing the contract. He Bin wanted to sign, but Loki didn't.
Fu Cuo couldn't help asking Loki: "Why don't you want to sign?"
The bass player turned the coffee cup in his hand: "At that time, I thought the contract was a scam, and the time was too long. So your contract is really good, only eight years. Usually this kind of contract starts from ten years."
He Bin glanced at the blushing Loki, and smiled resignedly: "You know, we don't care about high-achieving law school students. After all, the entertainment industry is like this. The capitalists will definitely squeeze you. He admitted that the contract was unfair. But the company wanted to sign the band, and if one of them didn’t sign, it wouldn’t happen, not to mention our guitarist didn’t want to sign either.”
Fu Cuo remembered the guitarist of Banana Fish, who had a bad temper and called M: "Why doesn't he want to sign?"
Loki said, "Not M."
He Bin nodded: "M joined us later. Our earliest guitarist was a very talented guy. He didn't say why he didn't want to sign, but he ran away shortly after that, and now he is a hot guitarist."
Fu Cuo knows about Hot Hot, the only rock band that participated in the first season of "Le Wang". Although the results were not good, they were eliminated in the second round. It became a trending search, and since then it has also embarked on a magnanimous stardom. Naturally, it cannot compare with the popularity of LOTUS, but among the bands that have gone from underground to the ground, they have already been regarded as a successful model. The fiery guitarist Beibei is indeed worthy of the word genius. It's just that Fu Cuo didn't know until today that he was poached.
On the way back that day, Fu Cuo’s mood became even more complicated. Before he left, He Bin said to him: “Actually, those who are in a band will usually sign if they are approached by a company. There are three other types of people, the rich, the talented, and the flawed."
Sui Qingchi is talented.
A man was walking aimlessly in the commercial street. In the late spring and early summer, the weather was already a little hot. He walked to the underground shopping mall without knowing it. When he came out of the cool underground passage again, he found that he was outside the Hilton Hotel.
It seems that Sui Qingchi met Tang Du here that day.
Fu Cuo thinks that Sui Qingchi may not have actually seen Tang Du, but most likely just saw Tang Du's nanny car, the shadow of the car, and the voice of fans calling Tang Du's name, letting him know that Tang Du is sitting in it .
He still remembered what Sui Qingchi said that day when he helped him brush his hair. Even the existence of Tang Du, who is known as the god of national song, the unknown Sui Qingchi didn't take it seriously.
How high is his heart, looking up at the magnificent hotel building, Fu Cuo thought to himself.
Sui Qingchi was playing the guitar on the sofa. One morning passed, and he didn't really play anything well. He was just dialing in a distracted and bored way. Suddenly, the phone vibrated beside him, and the screen turned on. He lowered his head and saw It was Fu Cuo's WeChat message: I'm here with Tan Si, come over here, let's talk about the signing.
Staring at this message, his brows were involuntarily frowned. He knew very well that Fu Cuo was the same as Tan Sisi, and every time such a critical moment came, he was always the same as Tan Sisi.
He sat up, picked up his mobile phone and prepared to type, wanting to say that we are qualified to choose again, wanting to say that we are still young, why should we rush for a while? I want to say why we can't be like LOTUS, why do we have to make do? Holding the mobile phone in both hands, the input box has already been clicked on, and the acoustic guitar is still in his arms, pressing hard against his chest, as if there is a boulder stuck in his heart.
There was an unusually quiet moment in the room. Time passed by and the phone screen went dark. He slowly raised his body and put down the phone. Fu Cuo should have already thought about it, and it is useless to say anything now.
When he arrived, the door was reserved for him, Sui Qingchi walked out of the elevator, looked at the half-open door in front of the corridor, hesitated for a while, the door was open, but he didn't hear the voice in the living room, He walked to the door, opened the door and walked in. He saw three people sitting on the sofa, and the contract was on the coffee table.
He swallowed. He really didn't want to sign. He felt that it was extremely wrong. Eight years could only be spent in such a mediocre way. The Xinghe Stadium and the villa in his dreams would all come to naught.
He has always hoped that one day he can stand on that stage with Xifeng, but now he is told that the band has no such dream at all, and it turns out that they are not the same people at all...
Fu Cuo looked up at him and said, "I'm just waiting for you."
Sui Qingchi walked over without saying a word, afraid that only his signature was missing on the contract, so should he sign it
He was afraid that he would sign, and he was even more afraid that he would refuse.
There was no room left on the sofa. Sui Qingchi walked across the coffee table, staring at the contract, and then sat down cross-legged on the floor cushion.
Fu Cuo said: "I have already talked to them just now."
Sui Qingchi subconsciously pointed his fingers, he couldn't help being nervous, a sentence was rolling over and over in his mind, as if he was about to blurt out at any time: No, I won't sign, I'm sorry.
Then I heard Fu Cuo say: "We will not sign for the time being."
Sui Qingchi suddenly raised her head and looked at Fu Cuo who was on the sofa, thinking that she had heard wrongly: "...don't sign?"
Fu Cuo looked at Tan Si next to him and said, "We are still young, and we are still studying anyway. I think... just wait a little longer."
Sui Qingchi couldn't believe it, like a shrimp being fished out of boiling water.
AK still didn't look reconciled, muttering: "I still think we'll regret it..."
Fu Cuo also knows how disappointed he is with AK, who has been looking forward to signing the contract for a long time, but rather than regretting it later, at least they still have a chance to regret it now, and they have a lot of youth and time to allow them to set things right.
"I'm sorry..." He looked at AK and said apologetically.
AK shrugged: "Forget it, it's agreed that I will unconditionally support your decision."
Sui Qingchi closed his eyes, his hands were still on his knees, his palms were a little hot and humid, he was about to stand up, but his knees were still gathering strength, and it was only at this moment that he completely relaxed.
Obviously he got his wish, but he didn't feel happy. They will face such a choice in the future, and he can't escape every time. For the first time, Fu Cuo didn't dare to look at Fu Cuo's expression at the moment.
Fu mistakenly contacted Peng Shuai that night. Peng Shuai felt sorry for this result, but he also expressed his understanding, and said on the phone: "That's fine. One day you change your mind and you can still contact me."
Fu mistakenly said thank you.
On Wednesday night, Tan Si came to the dining bar. Fu Cuo was collecting the dishes from the table near the door. When he looked up, he saw his friend push the door in. He raised his hand at him: "Someone changed shifts with me, so I'll stop by and wait for you to go back together."
It's already nine o'clock, and there are not many customers in the store at this time, Fu Cuo smiled: "Okay, then you can sit down for a while."
The decoration of the dining bar is similar to that of a bar, and there is also a long bar counter. At the moment, the seats on the bar counter are vacant, so Tan Si sat down here, occasionally chatting with Fu Cuo.
"How much money is in the account now?" Tan Si asked.
Fu Cuo knew that he was asking about the band's account: "If you make a CD, it might still be close."
Tan Si jokingly said: "Do you regret it? If we sign the contract, we won't have to worry about making CDs ourselves."
Fu Cuo came over, pressed the bar, and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Tan Si was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Why, I'm joking! Although I don't know why you changed your mind, I also talked to Uncle Yao when I went back. I think what he said is quite right, and we can't predict it. In the future, no matter whether you sign a contract or not, no one dares to say which decision is right and which one is definitely wrong. They are just crossing the river by feeling the stones. As long as you think carefully, you will be worthy of yourself. He looked at Fu Cuo behind the bar and said, "I believe you must think more carefully than us."
Fu Cuo smiled helplessly, and handed Tan Si a cup of coffee: "Please."
Tan Si was not polite, took a sip of it, put it down again, and asked curiously with his arms on the bar: "But I'm still curious why you changed your mind again?"
Fu Cuo lowered his head and wiped the bar. In fact, there was no particular reason. To put it bluntly, such a decision had some utilitarianism. If it had been a few years earlier, he might not have believed that he would have made such a decision.
That day, he sat on the bench outside the Hilton Hotel in a daze, and when he couldn't find any results in his brain, he lowered his head and opened the Weibo of his mobile phone. Most of the band's Weibo was the live video of the band reposted by fans. He used to always I'm busy with classes, rehearsals, and songwriting. I've never been like this before. I don't think about anything, and I watch these videos carefully one by one.
The singing voice and accompaniment came to the ears from the white in-ear headphones, and the video recorded standing in the auditorium was filled with the boiling sound of fans, but Sui Qingchi's voice still penetrated the eardrums like light, distracting him from the hustle and bustle of the street. rescued from him and brought into his world.
He sings a sad song, which can turn a beautiful midsummer into a kind of torment. He sings a warm song, even in the cold winter months, you will have a fire in your heart and secretly jump for joy.
In the camera, Sui Qingchi is wearing a black T-shirt and jeans. When the light hits him sometimes, he is like a statue carved by an artist. Wrapped in the simple clothes of the world, he still carries the light from the sky, which is visible to the naked eye. eye-catching.
On the stage, all he saw was Sui Qingchi's back. This was the first time he saw Sui Qingchi on the stage from the perspective of a fan, seeing him holding the microphone with one hand, seeing him holding the microphone with both hands, watching him Withdrawing his hand from his pocket and opening his arms, this action was accompanied by Qingyun's high pitched notes, making him forget that he was actually the guitarist behind him. At this moment, he was just a stranger who clicked into the video by mistake, and it only took a few minutes , was conquered by this young lead singer.
If Sui Qingchi hadn't joined Xifeng, he would definitely stand out if he participated in any talent show. Even now, if he wants to leave and sign with a company that is much better than Houhai, it is not a problem.
The time in the contract is eight years. Loki said that eight years is a relatively short period in such a contract, but after eight years, he and Tan Si AK will be thirty, and Sui Qingchi will be twenty after eight years. Eight years, this is the most precious eight years.
Sui Qingchi deserves better. If there is really nothing better in the future, then he should not be accepted.
It was he who made Xifeng perfect, and Xifeng should also make him perfect.
"There's no reason," Fu Cuo said, looking at Tan Si who listened attentively, "It's just that for a moment, I really feel that we can have a better choice."
Tan Si nodded clearly: "In fact, we all hope that there will be a better choice, but not everyone dares to wait."
At almost half past nine, Tan Si went to the bathroom. Fu Cuo was going to change clothes in the staff room when he heard the phone ringing. Tan Si left the phone on the bar. He looked up and saw Tan Si coming back from the bathroom. Pointing to his mobile phone, he saw the calling number on the screen with this finger, and was stunned.
The number shows the hospital, but it's not the hospital here, it's the one in my hometown. over there.