Ji Qinyang and Wen Tao signed a 5-year contract. Within 5 years, Ji Qinyang served as the consultant and behind-the-scenes of the entire band, responsible for the style and surrounding of the song. Wen Tao requested that the name of the band be used for the release. Ji Qinyang's This means that all names will be attached in the future.
"I'm also a member of the band. Even if I'm behind the scenes, people have to know that I am there." Ji Qinyang's attitude was unwilling to give in: "It doesn't actually affect the band."
Wen Tao thought about it for a while and compromised: "Okay, then we want 4 songs a month and one album every three months."
Ji Qinyang: "It depends on your own strength if you can't release a disc, and the entertainment company you are affiliated with also has to think about it."
"You don't have to worry about this." Wen Tao smiled and pointed at the drummer: "The uncle of Biscuit is a senior inside. We are just borrowing his name, they will not care about everything."
Ji Qinyang hesitated for a moment: "Have you signed a contract?"
Biscuit shook his head: "I didn't sign it, I just said it verbally."
"It's easy to work with a little relationship." Wen Tao said proudly: "Sometimes I can give a promotion, and there are record companies for the release."
Ji Qinyang hummed noncommittally.
Qian Mo looked at Ji Qinyang and took the initiative to invite: "Let's celebrate tonight?"
"No." Ji Qinyang kept a copy of the contract for himself, put on his headphones and smiled at him: "I have an appointment tonight, you can play."
Xie Meng looked at the bowl in front of Baby Bear. Unlike the previous mad dogs, the swept speed was different. Baby Bear ate very little this time.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Xie Meng asked with a frown.
Baby Bear said depressedly, "I received a double blow today, both psychologically and physically."
Xie Meng: "..." He decided to change the subject: "How about your micro-point photography?"
"That." Baby Bear sighed, "I can't find a good actor."
Xie Meng: "Didn't you say you want to find Zheng Ming?"
Baby Bear: "I originally thought about it, but as soon as he met today, he gave me a lift. I forgot about hooking up with him to make a movie."
Xie Meng: "..."
"Tall is self-willed." Baby Bear was very angry: "Get a book, the methods are all fancy!"
Xie Meng: "..."
After calling Ji Qinyang, Xie Meng saw Baby Bear staring at him as soon as he turned around.
"Is that the handsome guy that day?" Baby Bear asked.
Xie Meng smiled: "His name is Ji Qinyang."
Baby Bear nodded: "He's from the Central Conservatory of Music, it's a pity he's not an artist."
Xie Meng didn't speak. He unscrewed the can of kimchi given by Zhai Lin and dug a little out for Baby Bear: "You're not too bad, how can you be a director instead of a star?"
"That's different." Baby Bear chewed the leaves of the vegetable: "The height is a hard injury. If I really want to act, I can only act in comedy."
"Besides, when you become a director, you can command a tall person." Baby Bear flicked his chopsticks: "I asked them to squat, and they could only squat."
Xie Meng: "...do you play the bad guy?"
"No." Baby Bear said solemnly, "Play a stone."
When Ji Qinyang arrived, he had a scarf in his hand, and Xie Meng saw something strange.
"It's windy outside." After the 11th long holiday, Beijing quickly cooled down. As long as he ate out at night, Ji Qinyang would go home first to get his clothes.
Baby Bear's eyes slid over the two of them: "Do you live together?"
Xie Meng didn't think much about it: "Yes."
Baby Bear sighed thoughtfully.
Ji Qinyang was more concerned about how much he ate: "Who will pay for this meal?"
Baby Bear is very hurt: "Hello..."
"We still have to pay the rent." Ji Qinyang sat next to Xie Meng, and he motioned to the waiter for a beer: "You don't know the rent in Beijing... Are you treating guests? Please eat less."
Baby Bear: "… "
The three of them ate very fast, but Ji Qinyang and Baby Bear had a rare topic in common. Baby Bear took out his work and showed them to them. The video for half an hour was posted on station B, and even the barrages were all over the place. No, cold and lonely as snow.
Originally, Xie Meng was just looking at it casually, but in less than a minute, he was immersed in the video screen.
In fact, half an hour can't tell a big story. Baby Bear's shooting method is very simple, but the framing is very convenient. It is about a father who has worked hard to send his daughter to study, but he can't even afford a pair of shoes. He walks a lot to give his daughter Delivering meals and books, the last pair of shoes broke. The daughter finally got into college. At the end of the shot, the daughter bought a new pair of shoes for her father and squatted in the yard to put them on for her father.
"I originally shot this to contribute to an advertising agency." Baby Bear propped his chin to watch the video he shot: "Shoe commercial."
After reading it, Xie Meng was still a little unfulfilled: "It's a good shot."
Bao Baobao pursed his lips: "The advertising company said it was too warm, not impactful, and could not attract the attention of buyers."
Ji Qinyang complained while drinking: "Well, it does look like a public service advertisement of respecting the old and caring for the young."
"..." Baby Bear rolled his eyes: "Can you shut up?"
Xie Meng pulled the progress bar on the video screen and read a few particularly beautiful, meaningful and touching places again. He still didn't quite believe that the advertiser didn't want this idea.
"It's like what Yimei said." Bao Baobao is very perceptive: "I shoot too literary and artistic, like a public welfare documentary, without the kind of gimmicks that advertising companies want, so it's normal to not want mine."
Ji Qinyang has almost finished drinking a bottle of wine: "Then what ideas did they ask for in the end?"
Baby Bear recalled it for a while and said slowly: "They finally set an advertisement that the shoes will rush out like a rocket to Mars when running, and they even asked Bolt to endorse it."
"..." Xie Meng: "Who dares to wear these shoes?"
Ji Qinyang laughed happily: "Everyone is Bolt."
When I finally left, it was windy outside. Bao Bao was very prescient and brought a thick coat. Xie Meng shook off the scarf and wrapped himself and Ji Qinyang. Bao Bao stretched out his hands and made a similar shot compared to the eight characters. Actions.
"It's a good picture." Baby Bear recited.
Ji Qinyang put his arms around Xie Meng and joked, "I want to collect money."
"The meal just now wasn't enough." Baby Bear was about to go crazy: "Let's talk about art! Not about money!"
Ji Qinyang smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about money."
Baby Bear: "I'm serious, I'll make a big movie in the future, how about you do the music?"
Ji Qinyang was stunned for a while, he had never thought about such a thing.
"Don't underestimate me." Baby Bear raised his chin, although he is short, his body is always straight, as if there is energy in his spine: "I will make the best movie, let more A lot of people saw it."
Xie Meng thought of the advertisement of the shoe just now, and suddenly said seriously: "I think so too."
Ji Qinyang glanced at him, and he said to Baby Bear, "There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."
Baby Bear shook his finger cheerfully: "Don't worry, you won't lose money by following me."
After sending Baby Bear away, Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang went back together with a big scarf. When they were about to get home, Ji Qinyang took Xie Meng's hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.
He told Xie Meng about joining Qian Mo, but the boy didn't speak for a while.
"Why don't you talk?" Ji Qinyang's tone was relaxed: "You don't have to worry too much about the rent in the future, the money and everything will be stabilized."
Half of Xie Meng's face was covered by the scarf, and his voice was muffled: "...I feel like I haven't done anything."
Ji Qinyang: "What do you want to do? Quit the tutor?"
Xie Meng frowned: "How is it possible."
Ji Qinyang: "Then say you didn't do anything, the daily expenses are all yours, did I shoot with you?"
"You can't say that." Xie Meng sighed, and finally smiled: "Forget it, I won't argue with you."
Ji Qin raised his eyebrows, he opened the door, picked him up from behind while Xie Meng was changing his shoes, and dragged him all the way to the room and pressed him on the bed.
Xie Meng only wore one pair of slippers, and the other was still in the living room. Ji Qinyang stripped off his shirt and trousers neatly and tucked them into the quilt.
Xie Meng was crying and laughing while holding the quilt: "What are you doing?"
"Sleep." Ji Qinyang got in from the other end, and kissed Xie Meng's half-erect clone through his underwear: "Have sex."
When Xie Meng woke up in the middle of the night, Ji Qinyang was not by his side. He touched the quilt and found it was cold.
The sound insulation of the small room was not bad, but the sound of the electronic organ could still be vaguely heard. Xie Meng put on some clothes and checked his phone to find that it was 3:00 in the morning.
Ji Qinyang wore headphones, leaned over the piano to write the score, occasionally stopped to play a note or two, and then wrote again.
There are empty beer cans in the corner, and Ji Qinyang hasn't finished drinking what he has at hand.
Xie Meng watched by the door for a long time, and finally did nothing, just lay back on the bed lightly.
In the darkness, he rested his head on his head and closed his eyes, and all his ears were the beautiful and touching sound of the piano under Ji Qinyang's fingertips.