NIP Chapter 169 A Man Can't Say No!
Chapter 169 A Man Can't Say No!
The afternoon sun was somewhat lazy.
They said goodbye to Xu Wenshan and the others.
Jiang Bai randomly picked a roadside stall, slurped up a bowl of beef noodles, and that was his lunch.
Then, he found another secluded spot, removed his disguise, and changed back into clean men's clothing.
"Phew... I'm finally a man again."
Jiang Bai pulled his baseball cap down and hailed a car, heading straight for Thunder Studio.
.......
When we arrived, we pushed open the heavy glass door.
Jiang Bai froze the moment he stepped inside.
He went outside and looked at the house number.
"Thunder Studio...that's right."
He went back inside and rubbed his eyes.
"Holy crap?"
The hardcore rock studio that used to be filled with heavy metal, the smell of tobacco, skulls and black leather everywhere has now undergone a complete transformation!
The walls were still mottled, but they were covered with... pink wallpaper?
The corner that used to have a skull drum set now has a row of... Sailor Moon figurines?
Even on the chair of the seemingly fierce-looking boss, there was an extremely pink Hello Kitty pillow!
An eerie aura known as "Macho Pink" permeated the dimly lit basement.
"This...is this Thunder Studio? Or Thunder Studio?"
Jiang Bai felt his eyes burning.
Just then, Lao Lei heard the noise and turned around.
The tough rock star with full-arm tattoos and a thick beard was gently wiping his guitar with a pink guitar cloth in his hand.
Upon seeing Jiang Bai, Old Lei grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth:
"Hey bro! You're here!"
Jiang Bai's lips twitched as he pointed around, "Brother Lei, are you... kidnapped? Or possessed by some little girl?"
Old Lei chuckled, put down the pink cloth, and walked over with a look of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection):
"No, this is the real me."
"Brother, it was your song 'My Future Is Not a Dream' that woke me up!"
Old Lei grasped Jiang Bai's hand, his eyes burning with fervor:
My heart beats with hope!
"I've figured it out! To hell with worldly views! To hell with hard rock!"
"It's time for the little princess living inside me to come out and get some fresh air!"
"This is my dream! My future!"
Jiang Bai: "......"
It's very inspiring.
But sir, could you please take off that pink apron before saying such things?
"Okay... okay then."
Jiang Baiqian chuckled twice: "As long as you're happy."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two turned to business.
Old Lei asked expectantly:
"By the way, bro, I worked overtime to finish the post-production of 'My Future Is Not a Dream,' how's it going? Has it been uploaded online yet? How are the ratings?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai's face instantly fell, turning a bitter color.
"It's been issued."
"but......."
Jiang Bai took out his phone, opened the creator backend on the music platform, and handed it to Lao Lei to show:
"It's good, but nobody listens."
Old Lei took the phone and looked at it.
The data displayed on the screen was extremely bleak:
Views: 10
Favorites: 2
Old Lei's expression changed: "This isn't right! How could such a good song only have this many views?"
He quickly took out his phone and glanced at it.
Then he scratched his head awkwardly:
"Um...you added one of these two to your favorites yourself, right?"
"The other one... was what I ordered."
"puff--"
Jiang Bai was filled with grief and indignation, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"So, we're the only two listening online?!"
"I've already participated in the platform's 'New Voice Power' support program! How come I'm not getting any traffic at all?"
"Is this lousy platform targeting me?!"
Looking at Jiang Bai's deeply affected expression.
Old Lei sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him:
"Brother, don't lose heart."
"There are at least 80 or 100 of these kinds of events every day, but they're all scams. A lot of the featured spots are bought with money."
"It's always difficult for newcomers to stand out; even the best wine needs advertising."
"Hang in there! As long as the song is good, it will become a hit sooner or later!"
"Go for it! I believe in you!"
Hearing Lao Lei's encouragement, Jiang Bai took a deep breath.
His gaze hardened again.
"fine!"
"If one song isn't enough, then bring us a few more!"
"I refuse to believe we can't break down this door!"
Jiang Bai raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Lao Lei:
"Brother Lei, I want to record a song!"
"I'm recording five songs this afternoon!"
"Good! That's ambitious! That's more like it!"
Old Lei subconsciously clenched his fist in encouragement, his face full of admiration:
"Young people need this kind of drive! Keep it up! I'm optimistic about you... Wait, what?"
Old Lei suddenly froze.
He blinked, as if he hadn't heard Jiang Bai's words clearly:
"You just said...how many songs to record?"
Jiang Bai held out a palm, fingers spread wide:
Five poems.
"Five...five poems?!"
Old Lei's jaw nearly dropped to the ground, his eyes wide as saucers:
Are you here to buy in bulk or to purchase directly from suppliers?
Record five songs in one afternoon? Do you think this is a private karaoke room?!
"It's normal for a song to take two or three days to polish. Even if you're quick, you can finish a song in an afternoon, just like you did before."
"But now, you have to record five songs in one afternoon? And maintain both quality and quantity?"
"Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare do that!"
Jiang Bai calmly took out five USB drives from his bag and placed them in a row on the control panel covered with a Hello Kitty tablecloth.
"Brother Lei, a man can't say no."
"Moreover, I have rehearsed these five songs in my mind countless times."
"The backing tracks are all here, they're all finished products, you can just combine them directly."
"I'll just sing, you'll just handle the sound recording and post-production."
Jiang Bai took a deep breath, his eyes resolute:
"That lousy platform isn't giving me traffic, is it?"
"OK!"
"Then I'll just overwhelm it with sheer numbers!"
"If one song isn't enough, try two; if two aren't enough, try six! I refuse to believe that a collection of hit songs won't make a splash!"
Seeing Jiang Bai's "I'm going to blow up the music scene" attitude, Lao Lei was also infected.
He abruptly slung the pink violin cleaning cloth over his shoulder and roared with boundless pride:
"good!"
"You've got guts!"
"It's just five songs! I'll risk my life to keep you company today!"
"As long as your voice can hold up, I'll keep you company to the end!"