Look at the excited Neil, at the smiling Stanley, and at the others raising their hands to welcome him.
Reality grabbed Renly's ankle, pulled him hard, and hit the ground hard, shaking. After pausing for a moment, trying to find a suitable language, only to find that there was a brief interruption in the brain, even if it was two lives, all this was too unbelievable.
An indie ballad with a very different style? And it's still an independent ballad that didn't send any publicity or shoot a music video? Or even a rookie single without any fan base? Don't forget, this is still a single that is not signed to a record company or distribution company, and only relies on online distributors
There are hundreds of thousands of such singles every day, countless, and the odds of finally making it to the Billboard singles chart are actually similar to the possibility of falling pie in the sky. Ranking is not important, appearing in any position in the top 100 is an incredible feat; even if it is on the list the next week, it is just a flash of inspiration, it is still a miracle - the miracle of independent folk.
Inadvertently inserting willows and willows, it was just a gift at first, but it has come to where it is now without knowing it. Life is so interesting, isn't it
Opening his mouth, Ren Li first realized that the language was actually quite pale, unable to express his mood at the moment, so he couldn't help laughing dumbly, watching Neil gently retract his jaw, his mixed mood couldn't find a suitable one. The description method, just skip it directly, and say everything without saying, "...Do the two numbers on the cake represent the ranking of the single?"
Obviously, that well-prepared cake was not for a marriage proposal, but for a celebration. The surfing statue should refer to Renly's previous experience of learning to surf on the Gold Coast. In other words, this is a hint of the real object of the surprise party; then, the special meaning of those two numbers is not difficult to guess.
"Yes!" Neil raised his chest high, raised his tune as if he was singing, and said in a loud voice, "Ninety-seventh! This week, 'Cleopatra' ranked ninety-seventh name!"
There are only ninety-seven people, less than fifty people who hardly pay attention, and it is the tail of the crane; but this is still the craziest thing since 2010, and even the "Pacific War" and "Buried Alive" cannot be compared.
"Ninety-seventh!" Renly also raised his right hand high, showing a big smile, life is always full of surprises, no one will refuse surprises, right
"Hoohoo!" Everyone in the audience raised their right hands and joined the cheering and roaring.
"Tonight's drinks are all on my account!" Renly shouted again, and this completely detonated all the enthusiasm in the audience. Everyone raised their beers and shouted, "Renly! Renly! Renly!"
Looking back, Renly saw Stanley's expression of hesitating to speak. He knew that this party was held for him by Stanley, and he naturally didn't need to pay for the drinks, but, "Stanley, this belongs to me. I have been absent from the previous preparations, at least I can show the attitude of the master." Renly's words made Stanley pause for a moment, and finally smiled.
Stanley took the first half of a step, approached Renly's ear, and said loudly, "Don't worry, I won't open that bottle of treasured whisky."
Stanley has a precious bottle of whisky, the whisky from Dalmore brewed in 1942, which combines four single malt whiskies distilled in different years and finally brewed. There are only twelve bottles in the world, and each bottle has a unique name. Stanley's bottle is called Alexander Mason, and the exact value is unreliable. For reference, what can be found on the market is a Scottish firm worth $58,000, and Alexander is said to be worth at least twice as much.
In fact, no one has seen the real face of this bottle of Alexander, but only heard about it from Stanley. Supposedly, Stanley kept it on hold until it was opened for a special occasion, and everyone in Pioneer Village always liked to joke about this bottle of Alexander & Maurice Whiskey.
"Haha." Renly twitched the corners of his mouth deliberately, showing a disappointed expression, "This breaks my heart." Stanley also burst into laughter.
A glass of beer was passed from behind, Renly stepped forward, took it, and then raised it aloft to join the crowd, then raised his head and drank it all in one breath, the cold beer slid down his throat Stomach, people couldn't help but let out an exclamation, Renly raised the wine glass high and buckled it upside down on his head.
Everyone in the audience slammed the table and roared, and the atmosphere at the scene reached a climax at this moment.
In Renly's apartment, a party that is not his is going on; in the Pioneer Village, a party is going on just for Renly.
"Guys, guys!" Janice's voice came from the speaker, and the boiling crowd finally calmed down a little. "Who wants to hear today's protagonist sing the single that conquered the billboard?"
One sentence immediately caused the audience to shout in unison again, "Renly! Renly! Renly!"
Seeing Renly's helpless expression, Janice continued to tease, "Neal's singing was terrible just now, I don't want this to be my only impression of 'Cleopatra', you have to wash my ears for me ."
Neil, who was standing next to him, didn't mind at all, and even nodded again and again, "That's right, I went out of tune too terribly just now. You need to clarify the facts, or this single will fall into the cesspool."
"Pfft," the audience burst into laughter.
Renly didn't hesitate, put down the beer mug, and looked left and right, "Where's the guitar?" Someone immediately handed over the guitar, and everyone else walked down, leaving the stage to Renly.
The party has just begun.
It was a wild night, and Pioneer Village was closed for one night for a private party, and only guests with private invitations were allowed in. Let go of all the burdens and simply enjoy the alcohol, music, friends and the night, on a Tuesday night.
"Renly, come here." Stanley interrupted Renly, who was arguing with an old guy about "is Nirvana better or Pearl Jam better?", "There's a special guest to introduce to you."
Renly said with a serious face, "Trust me, Kurt-Cobain (Kurt-) is a peerless genius, but the greatness of Pearl Jam is a whole!" Seeing that the other party still wanted to argue, Renly did not I ignored it, and followed Stanley's footsteps and walked away, and the unyielding shout came from behind, "The Spitfire Band! So you're saying that the Spitfire Band isn't good enough?"
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After Nirvana took Kurt's own life, the remaining group formed Spitfire, one of the most important rock bands of the past fifteen years.
However, these disputes were left behind. Renly and Stanley came to a small table next to the bar. The small round table was a typical Parisian model. It could only accommodate two people sitting face to face, knees touching knees, but this small and crowded style A true flavor of Paris.
A grey-haired old man curled up in the corner, his thin skeleton was almost submerged in darkness, and he could only vaguely see the light reflected from his glasses.
"Hey, Woody," Stanley greeted familiarly. "This is Renly, a good piano. Not a textbook competition piano, but a piano that really fits into the music." Stanley never Be stingy with your own praise, and this time was no exception.
"I can hear it. His guitar also has a good taste." The old man muttered in a murmur, the pure New York accent was very familiar.
"If there is a chance in the future, maybe you can go on the stage together and perform to see." Stanley said cheerfully, not flattering, but more of a joke between friends, with a faint expectation.
The old man shrugged, noncommittal, as if he was not very interested in this proposal. He raised his head and cast his eyes at Renly for the first time, but he didn't look rudely, his eyes stayed on Renly's face, and he recognized He took a serious look, as if he was thinking about Renly's eyes.
It was only now that Ren Li finally saw the old man's face, the wrinkled cheeks had a scholarly air, and the black round glasses enhanced this temperament, and the silver-white hair was casually and messily combed to one side, Showing a full and clean forehead, slightly listless eyes revealing a lofty and proud, with an unapproachable alienation.
"Renly Hall, you mean?" the little old man asked loudly.
Ren Li pursed his lips, then said with a chuckle, "Who's asking?"
Such a counter-attacking answer also had an arrogance that could not be ignored, but, unlike the slightly critical and sharp questioning method of the little old man, Renly's standard London voice contained the politeness and coldness that had settled down from aristocratic life, maintaining etiquette. At the same time, draw the boundaries neatly.
The former were literati and the latter were nobles. The essence is different.
The little old man chuckled, his light breath revealed his disdain and rejection, and he didn't care about Renly's gentlemanly and noble attitude. Obviously, the nobles had no influence on him. However, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was a little surprised to meet such a pure London accent here, "You little guy, it's interesting."
Then, the little old man stood up and nodded to Renly, "If there is a performance next time, remember to notify me." Then he patted Stanley's arm, "Then I'll go first, it's already at my bed/bed. time."
"Sleep well." Stanley didn't mind, patted the little old man casually and watched him leave. Then he turned around and looked at Renly, "Looks like you have another audience member."
"Yeah, big-name listeners." Renly nodded meaningfully, Woody Allen, even in Hollywood, is the top-level and biggest-name existence, not to mention this acre of land in Greenwich Village
Looking back, Renly raised his voice to Stanley again and said, "How about a round of tequila?" Then he shouted, "Neil! Neil? A round of tequila!"
Stepping to the front of the bar, Neil had already laid out a row of tequila, lemons and salt in his hand, Renly took the lemon, and after the high end, Neil also picked up his own glass of tequila, He shouted loudly, "Next step, the top fifty." Those eyes were full of glittering anticipation.
Renly also showed a big smile, "Then let's wait and see! For the Hudson ride!" Then, he looked up and did it all!