1562,leaving the neighbor girl without saying goodbye
In the hut, Gu Chen also learned some inside stories about music album production from Gao Mingyang.
I feel like this is actually a waste of money.
I used to listen to songs on major music platforms, but I didn’t understand the process behind the songs at all.
As for the ranking songs, Gu Chen became more and more confused the more he listened to them. Is there something wrong with his own taste? Or is it out of touch with the taste of the music platform?
The authority of the list seems to be getting weaker and weaker.
For a newcomer like Gao Mingyang, even if he loses hundreds of thousands to produce a music album, if there is no subsequent investment in publicity, it is destined to be nothing.
Especially in the current environment, the definition of album is relatively diversified. Many singers no longer release physical records, but sell digital albums directly online.
This form saves a lot of money compared to the previous entities, but spending money to achieve rankings becomes more and more serious.
Without the support of financial backers, many high-quality songs will continue to be dropped from the charts. Therefore, works that dominate the screen often require investment in publicity and distribution.
Seeing Gu Chen making such a fuss, Gao Mingyang smiled and said, "Nowadays, everyone doesn't have strict requirements for the album's tracks."
"In the past, when a singer released an album, there would be at least 10 tracks, or even more."
"Nowadays, singers like to release EPs with two or three songs, or mini albums with six or seven songs, and these situations can be generally promoted as albums."
"There is also the issue of the quality of the album. The production process of a high-quality album involves determining the theme and concept in the early stage, collecting songs, recording, post-production, distribution, and shooting the music video, etc."
With a faint sigh, Gao Mingyang also said a little frustrated: "Of course, if it is an original singer, you can save the part of collecting songs."
"Nowadays, everyone is more concerned about the overall concept of an album. Just like a patchwork record, people actually won't buy it."
"So in view of the above complex reasons, the cost of a studio album is not so easy to estimate."
"If the entire process is done in a way that saves money, I think hundreds of thousands can be made."
"And if you are serious about creating an exquisite record, there is no upper limit on the cost. There are many albums costing several million or tens of millions."
Seeing that Gu Chen kept staring at him, Gao Mingyang was a little confused and hurriedly asked Gu Chen: "I have already told you these inside processes, why are you still looking at me like this?"
"I just want to know, have you ever released an album?" Gu Chen actually thought about it in his mind for a long time, wondering whether he should mention it?
After all, Gao Mingyang seems to know the album production process and various quotations very well.
In addition, it is his dream to release an album, and even the notebook has densely recorded numerous process quotations.
Gao Mingyang had no reason not to give it a try.
Seeing Gu Chen's tricky questions, he hit on his own weakness.
But when he met Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also regarded Gu Chen as a friend, and Gu Chen was an outsider, so Gao Mingyang also kept it secret and said:
"Album? Of course, after my draft years ended, I made an album of my own."
"But it's a pity that this album, which only released 2,000 copies, left me with a debt of hundreds of thousands."
"At the same time, my father, who was far away in my hometown, also passed away due to illness, which left me with a debt of more than 300,000 yuan."
Rubbing his face with both hands, Gao Mingyang suddenly fell silent.
The heavy reality made this originally free and easy boy suddenly look melancholy in his eyes, and he seemed to have lost the temperament he had during last night's concert.
Seeing this, Gu Chen nodded silently and asked him softly: "So this year, have you been making a living singing in bars?"
"Haha." After hearing Gu Chen's words, Gao Mingyang laughed twice and sighed and replied:
"Actually, except for a music festival in Hubei Province in the first half of the year, I haven't participated in any performances for several months."
"Then what is your main source of income these days?" Gu Chen continued to ask.
Gao Mingyang shrugged and spread his hands: "Financial source? I don't have any financial source. I feel like I am just...a floating one..."
After hesitating for a moment, Gao Mingyang still replied with a wry smile: "It's really no different from a wandering singer."
"But it's not that I didn't have the opportunity to perform. I stood out in the talent show that year and received many invitations."
"That's good. Having an invitation shows that you are valuable." Of course Gu Chen believed that Gao Mingyang actually had this ability.
The two songs last night alone reflected Gao Mingyang's sincerity in his attitude towards music.
It doesn’t make sense that no one invites such a singer.
But Gao Mingyang shook his head helplessly and complained: "But it's a pity that I don't look down on these so-called 'performances' at all."
"Why?" Gu Chen frowned, a little confused.
Gao Mingyang held his head in his hands and suddenly fell into melancholy: "There is no reason. Everyone is thinking about satisfying the ideal aspect and the reality aspect, but it is impossible."
"I think very few people can achieve both. Very few, really very few."
Looking up at Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also said with a haggard look: "Be it the wealthy businessmen or the big stars, it is rare that the two can be combined to make them very happy."
"I think I am more likely to be idealistic. Ideals are always young."
"So, for my songs, I want them to be very real and impact the soul. Sometimes I just listen to myself and listen to stories."
"Thank you Gao Mingyang."
Seeing Gao Mingyang expressing his emotions there and telling Gu Chen what was in his heart, Gu Chen also expressed his gratitude to him.
But Gao Mingyang was stunned and asked in surprise: "You...what are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for allowing us to calm down, listen to other people's stories, and then think about our own story in this era where material things are flowing and money is the rule." Gu Chen said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gao Mingyang snorted and laughed: "Maybe there are too few people like you who can understand me."
"Young people only know how to hum a tune. What do they think is something real and spiritual?"
"No." Gu Chen shook his head and said truthfully: "At least, I am someone who has listened to your song live."
"This is the only person I've ever heard who was really just listening to music quietly without any interaction. You are really a clear stream."
"Moreover, what I like is your authenticity, sincerity and uncompromising attitude towards reality."
After a pause, Gu Chen continued: "As you said yourself, you tend to be idealistic, so you can stick to yourself and walk hard. I feel a little sorry for a singer like you."
"And in this chaotic and complicated world, it is really rare to be able to maintain the purity of your heart."
"Brother Gu Chen, you...you praise me too much." Very few people praise Gao Mingyang like this anymore.
When he heard Gu Chen tell himself in words what was deep in his heart, Gao Mingyang discovered for the first time that there was someone who really understood the depth of his heart.
Gu Chen looked around at this humble room and complained, "You haven't gotten married yet, have you?"
"What kind of family is this? Wasn't there a girl from the southwest living in the courtyard before? I was very attracted to her, but it's a pity that she left without saying goodbye."
"I originally thought she was also interested in me, but she..."
Halfway through his words, Gao Mingyang, who had always been unruly and unruly, suddenly choked up.
With a heavy sigh, Gao Mingyang was helpless and a little irritable.
"But she didn't say goodbye to you, so she left in such a hurry, right?" Gu Chen asked.
Gao Mingyang leaned on the table and nodded fiercely: "Yes, the two of us have been very happy getting along here before, and she often comes to my room to listen to me playing guitar and singing."
"One night, the two of us were singing and drinking in the room, and finally slept together."
"Huh?" After sleeping together, Gu Chen's eyes were startled and he turned to look at Gao Mingyang.
Gao Mingyang was afraid that Gu Chen would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "Brother Gu Chen, don't think wrongly. She has always been a pure existence in my mind. The two of us are actually more like buddies."
"After we got drunk that day, we talked about our ideals and the future. Then we became tired and fell asleep."
"But when we both woke up, we found each other sleeping in the same bed. However, nothing happened to us. We were just too tired."
"After all, can you imagine? We can talk about our ideals all night, and even talk about getting married and having children in the future, and how to live a retired life in old age."
After a pause, Gao Mingyang looked out the window with a confused face, and laughed at himself with a wry smile:
"It's a pity. If I had known I would leave her with a sense of mystery, I would tell her everything I have from the bottom of my heart, so that she knows exactly what kind of person I will become in the future.
"
"Then the relationship between you two from now on..."
"It's much better." Before Gu Chen could finish his question, Gao Mingyang replied directly: "After her and I chatted all night, our relationship got closer."
"She is a very thoughtful girl, and I am also a singer pursuing my music dream. It seems that after that night, we both opened our hearts to each other."
"But, 10 days later, after I finished singing in the bar that day, I took the roses I bought on the street and prepared to confess to her."
"I found that her door was closed, and no matter how I called her, she didn't respond."
"She left?" Gu Chen asked.
Gao Mingyang nodded silently: "Yes, I left quietly that night, and I didn't even take away all my things."
"I thought she went to live with a fellow villager, but later it wasn't until the landlord came to clean up the house that I realized that she had already left here that night."
"Have you returned to your hometown?" Gu Chen asked.
Gao Mingyang shook his head: "I...I don't know. She didn't tell anyone where she was going. In short, she just disappeared from my world."
"As for me, after she left, I became distracted all day long, and even became more and more angry."
Looking up at Gu Chen, Gao Mingyang also said truthfully: "Actually, I was in a bad mood yesterday. A large part of the reason was because I saw a woman in the audience who looked very much like her. But if I look closely, she is not."
"They were making a lot of noise there, which made me very irritated. Originally, I was singing the song I wrote to her, and I should have listened quietly, but at that time, it was so noisy that after I finished singing, I left directly on strike.
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"So that's it?" After hearing Gao Mingyang's story, Gu Chen discovered that in fact, a large part of the reason why Gao Mingyang left the show was because of the departure of the southwest girl.
Quietly, without even saying hello, and the two of them were very good friends. They even talked about their ideal plans all night long, and even slept in the same bed.
With such emotions, according to Zhao Chen's understanding, Gao Mingyang should be with her, and the two of them will fight together in the future.
But who would have thought? Who would have thought? This southwest woman would leave without saying goodbye and disappear from Gao Mingyang's world.
No wonder Gao Mingyang is so frustrated.
It would be difficult for a normal person to live calmly after being hit like this.
What's more, Gao Mingyang is also a folk singer, living a life of bar performances every day.
It seems very ironic that I have to constantly remind myself that I am a singer.
Gu Chen sighed and patted Gao Mingyang on the shoulder to express comfort.
Then he continued to ask him: "What are your plans in the future? Continue to wander?"
"I don't know either." Gao Mingyang shook his head, with a worried look on his face: "I'm very anxious now. I don't know whether to stick to original songs and continue wandering around the world, or to stabilize and create with peace of mind."
"I suggest the latter." After hearing what Gao Mingyang said, Gu Chen also gave a suggestion: "I suggest you find a job singing in a bar first to earn some living expenses, at least you won't starve to death."
"Secondly, if you really want to stick to your music dream, I suggest you use your free time to polish your work. I believe that one day, a suitable opportunity will open to you."
"At the same time, I can also help you ask your friends at the TV station to see if there are any music production companies or commercial performance jobs. Take your time, it will be faster. We are not in a hurry."
"That's right." After hearing what Gu Chen said, Gao Mingyang suddenly became enlightened and agreed, "I really should take my time, it's faster this way."
"I used to be impatient, but now I have to be more restrained. After all, I no longer have any relatives to worry about at home."
"Your father died of illness, don't you still have a mother?" Gu Chen said.
Gao Mingyang shook his head: "My mother ran away not long after I was born. It was my father who worked hard to raise me."
"Now that my father has passed away, I have nothing to worry about. Apart from being more capable of singing and writing songs than those three-in-one greats, I feel like I really don't have many bright spots."
As soon as Gao Mingyang finished speaking, Gu Chen's cell phone suddenly rang.
When he saw it was a call from his father, Gu Baichuan, Gu Chen directly opened the answer button: "Hello, Dad."
"Gu Chen, have you sent someone home?" Gu Baichuan's question came from the phone.
Gu Chen smiled and said: "It has been delivered and I am chatting with him."
"Oh, that's good. Come back as soon as you drop people off. I've bought all the vegetables. Come back quickly and help your mother make dumplings."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Gu Chen hung up the phone and turned to look at Gao Mingyang: "What about that? Why don't you go to my house for a meal at noon?"
"Haha, why are you so embarrassed?" Upon hearing Gu Chen's warm invitation, Gao Mingyang instinctively rejected Gu Chen.
Gu Chen did not answer the call, but walked to the small refrigerator, opened the upper and lower layers of the refrigerator, and after confirming that there were no ingredients, he replied:
"Look, there's nothing in your refrigerator, just a few pieces of bread and milk. You'd better go to my house for lunch, it's just a pair of chopsticks."
"this……"
Seeing that Gao Mingyang was still hesitating, Gu Chen didn't wait for him to react. He grabbed Gao Mingyang's arm and reminded him: "It's really just an extra pair of chopsticks. Don't say anything. Come to my place for lunch today."
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Gao Mingyang was dragged out of the door by Gu Chen. Unable to bear Gu Chen's enthusiasm, Gao Mingyang could only nod in agreement: "Well... that's okay. How about I go out and buy something for your parents?"
"What else are you buying? As long as the people are gone." Gu Chen continued to hold Gao Mingyang and walked along the road he came from.
In Osmanthus Alley, when he arrived just now, Gao Mingyang was stumbling while walking and had not yet recovered from his drunken state.
Now pulling Gao Mingyang out of Osmanthus Alley, Gao Mingyang is obviously awake. After washing his face, his energy and energy are much better.
On the way, Gao Mingyang, who was being led by Gu Chen, also asked out of curiosity: "By the way, Gu Chen, what do you do?"
"I'm a policeman." Gu Chen turned around and said.
"Police?" Hearing Gu Chen's profession, Gao Mingyang immediately admired him a little more, and his favorability instantly increased sharply.
So he continued to ask: "You must have just returned home not long ago, right?"
"That's right." Gu Chen nodded silently and smiled teasingly: "I just came back from a mission abroad, and I haven't contacted my family for several days."
"So today at noon, there will be a lot of delicious food cooked at home. If you go there, it will be more lively with more people."
"This... this is so embarrassing." Although he said he was a little embarrassed, in fact, Gao Mingyang was quite looking forward to it.
After all, there was no rice to cook at home, so Gu Chen asked him to come over for dinner, so at least he could save himself from cooking.
As a musician, Gao Mingyang was actually quite embarrassed in front of Gu Chen in such a state.
Gao Mingyang didn't know how long he followed Gu Chen, and then he discovered that Gu Chen's family lived in Xingfu Garden.
He took Gao Mingyang all the way up the stairs and opened the door with the key.
At this time, Gu Baichuan and Xiao Xiaofang were wearing aprons and sitting at the dining table making dumplings.
I saw Gu Chen coming home with a strange long-haired man.
Xiao Xiaofang suddenly frowned and asked weakly: "Son, who is he?"
"An original singer is also my guest." Gu Chen said.
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