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2342, gold swallowing beast

"So miserable?" After hearing Zhang Ying's words, Lu Weiwei couldn't help but feel sorry for her for a few seconds, and then she said again:

"I used to feel that these musicians were all very beautiful. They could stand on the stage and enjoy the adoring eyes of the audience."

"Moreover, these musicians are very chic and live out their lives, but now it seems that all walks of life are not so simple."

"Isn't it? Which profession is easy to do?" Officer Wang brought a few bottles of drinks to share with everyone, and he couldn't help but said:

"If the path of music is really that easy, then we will enter the era of music for all. At that time, we will not have to worry about not having good music."

“But it’s because the threshold for making music is so high that too many people are blocked from this industry.”

After opening the drink and taking a few sips, Officer Wang added, "So, Zhang Ying said it was very bitter, and I understand."

"As a band member, unless you are very famous and have an absolutely huge fan base, you really have to work hard to do this."

"Isn't it?" Listening to Officer Wang's comfort, Zhang Ying also sighed quietly and said helplessly:

"For example, I remember that our best concert only sold 100 tickets, and at our worst, there were only 20 or 30 tickets, and the audience was pitifully small."

"Can you imagine how we feel after we have spent so much experience and come to the stage and there are only a few dozen audience members? That feeling is particularly bad."

"However, we still need to show our best and dedicate the best music to the audience. There must be no perfunctory emotions."

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ying seemed to remove the stone pressing on her chest and continued:

"So, can you imagine that this is what a veteran metal band should be like?"

"But why do you arrange similar dates so that you can reduce costs?" Yuan Shasha also put forward her own ideas.

But Zhang Ying smiled slightly and couldn't help but shake her head: "There are many people who have asked this question."

"Sometimes, my friends may ask, why not arrange more stops on similar dates? This can indeed reduce costs."

"But who wouldn't want to? But playing music costs money, so we don't dare to do it full-time and can only perform part-time."

Hearing this, Gu Chen was also stunned and quickly asked Zhang Ying: "So, all of you band members are part-time performers?"

"Haha." After hearing what Gu Chen said, Zhang Ying pointed to the bespectacled man who was doing barbecue and said:

"Just look at Azhe. His job is as a barbecue stall owner, but his role in our band is as a guitarist."

"We in the band all have jobs that they can't let go of, and they often have to take off on Fridays, dragging their exhausted bodies back to work on Sunday night and before Monday."

"I clearly remember that on the day we sang in the Magic City, we had to go to the audition at 2pm. We caught the 7am flight from Jiangnan City in the morning and arrived at the airport at 5:30."

"I remember that time, I experienced more than 40 hours of Ironman moments."

"Standing on the stage at 9 o'clock in the evening, I still have to show the audience the most inspiring attitude. After the performance, I go out to eat, often until the early morning or even later."

"Moreover, I have to get up early the next day and go to another city to audition for a performance."

With a heavy sigh, Zhang Ying continued with a tired tone:

"What makes me sad is that we have put in so much effort, but we still haven't received any reward."

"And the professional knowledge of a metal band is actually not simple. We have to rehearse hard every week."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ying also gestured with her fingers and continued: "Guitarists like this arrange music, spend money to find people to record, mix, design peripherals, release albums, etc."

"These expenses are no less than those of a mainstream band. This is something you can't see."

"So, I also feel a lot of sadness, sadness and unwillingness."

"Of course, one of the reasons for the losses of these performances is also because the performance market is relatively saturated and the audience is more selective."

"There weren't so many bands before, but now, more and more music students are leaving school and starting to enter the industry."

"The rental of performance venues is very expensive. Sometimes we know that we will lose money on this performance, but we will still persist and choose to embark on this tour. We will not let down everyone's expectations."

"Is it because of love?" Gu Chen asked.

Zhang Ying nodded: "That's right, because we love this stage and we know that in another city, everyone will be waiting for us. That's enough."

"Sometimes we don't expect to make much money, we just want to keep this band alive."

"You guys are having a barbecue." Zhang Ying was still chatting with everyone here, but Ah Zhe, a man with glasses over there, had already brought everyone's barbecue in front of them.

Looking at everyone, Azhe quickly wiped his sweat and continued:

"Actually, we all have a music dream since we were young. Before, when we were studying in the same city, we were all famous musical figures on our respective campuses."

"Sometimes, everyone really chooses to stay for the same dream..."

"Boss, why isn't our barbecue ready yet?"

As soon as Azhe, the man with glasses, opened his mouth, the guests at the other table started shouting.

Azhe could only turn back again and said with a smile on his face: "Wait a moment, your condition will be fine soon."

"Every time I say it will be ready soon, hurry up."

"Okay, right away, right away..."

Listening to the customer's urging, Azhe could only sigh and continue the work at hand.

Seeing all this, Zhang Ying shook her head helplessly and smiled at herself:

"Actually, what Azhe said is absolutely right. We musicians all have our own ideals and pursuits."

"We were all studying in the same city, and we got to know each other because of a music festival."

"From now on, everyone will take time to get together, go to concerts together, and do all kinds of things they like."

"At a small band concert, I felt that the other band's performance was not very good, so Azhe suggested, how about we form our own band?"

"In this way, the idea of ​​forming a band quickly gained everyone's response. Everyone had the same idea."

"So we just did it, started looking for a training venue, rented some performance instruments, and bought second-hand ones if we didn't have them."

"Anyway, at that time we felt as if we were invincible, and we felt that a new generation of bands was about to be born."

"But only we ourselves know the hardships we have endured."

After saying this, Zhang Ying picked up a bottle of drink and took a sip directly.

He Junchao on the side nodded silently and couldn't help but said: "Being in a band is indeed very hard, and everyone can understand this."

"If you want to ask many bands what their original intention was when they formed a band? Then most people's answer must be love."

"So, your original idea must be very good."

"Isn't it?" Zhang Ying raised her eyebrows and continued to explain to everyone:

"At that time, our band always lacked the members, and the members were constantly changing. In the end, we formed a stable combination."

"Since everyone has good musical skills, after training, we will also go out to receive some commercial performances."

"Since we haven't graduated yet, our offer is lower than other bands, so we also get a lot of showcase opportunities."

"Soon, we made our first pot of gold in school. After we had our own small treasury, we began to replace musical instruments and renovate our equipment."

"Just like that, the money we earned was quickly spent again. It's always like this, and there's no balance left."

After a pause, Zhang Ying looked at Azhe who was busy and sighed: "When I graduated, one of my band mates was going abroad, so we recruited another food delivery rider to join him."

"In this way, I pieced together a few things and reluctantly formed this metal band."

"But when you were in school, it was okay to make a little money to support your family. If you want to become bigger and stronger, you need to spend too much money."

"If we just settle for the status quo, the market will be very limited. We started to tour various places, but we just lost money on the tour and we couldn't make much money at all."

"Sometimes, we work hard for half a year, flying everywhere and going on tour."

"Perhaps the final profit will be less than 10,000 yuan, and it will be very broken."

"That's really tragic." It felt like she was just here to listen to Zhang Ying's complaint today. Lu Weiwei patted Zhang Ying on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"It can be imagined that you are really excellent. At least you can achieve this kind of achievement, which is already very good."

"But that's not the case for people like us. We are busy working every day and can't spare any extra time to do some hobbies of our own."

"But you guys are able to go out and tour often. I really admire you, a special forces metal band."

"Haha, what a joke." She felt that she was too involved in the drama and was too involved in what she said. When Zhang Ying came back to her senses, she also looked embarrassed.

Officer Wang smiled and said: "Actually, your idea is good. Using weekends to participate in tours in some cities at least shows that you have been to many places. To the audience in these places, you have been here before.

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"In this way, you also have your own basic fans. If you use some short video marketing, more people will know you and your characteristics."

"Maybe you will accumulate more viewers, at least start working on short videos."

"Haha, Comrade Police, you are right." Seeing Officer Wang speaking from the bottom of her heart, Zhang Ying also smiled slightly and continued to explain:

"We know that no matter how hard we try, it is really difficult to rely on offline energy to develop the market."

"So, we are also trying to see if we can use short videos to market ourselves and let more audiences know us?"

"It's just that we have just started doing it, so we are not very skilled yet, and our shooting skills are also very unfamiliar."

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry." He Junchao took a sip of his drink and quickly comforted him by saying:

"This kind of thing shouldn't be rushed in the first place. At least you have started to make changes now."

"Yeah." She shrugged, and Zhang Ying also smiled awkwardly: "I don't know how much reward I can get?"

"At least for us now, our efforts and rewards are simply not proportional."

"Sometimes I feel really desperate. I never know when I will become popular? So, we are still working on our works."

"If we have a masterpiece, that's okay, but the current music industry is in Taijuan. If we want to have our own masterpiece, we have to spend money."

Zhang Ying gestured with her hands and seemed to want to say something. But when she reached her mouth, she suddenly stopped.

After thinking about it, Zhang Ying waved her hands and said: "Forget it, playing in a metal band anyway is a gold-eating beast."

"All kinds of expenses feel like running water, and I can't stop it at all."

"Sometimes I think, are we on the wrong track? But Metallica has always been our forte."

After saying this, a few tears suddenly flowed out of the corners of Zhang Ying's eyes.

But this tear stain happened to be seen by Lu Weiwei on the side, and Lu Weiwei also said quickly: "Are you crying?"

"No, it's sand in the eyes." In order to avoid embarrassment, Zhang Ying quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Lu Weiwei smiled faintly and quickly comforted her by saying, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you cry. I know that you work as a nurse in the ICU and your daily work is enough to make you miserable. I didn't expect that you would have to put so much pressure on yourself."

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"Isn't it?" Listening to Lu Weiwei's words, Zhang Ying sighed heavily and shook her head helplessly:

"But there is no way. If we don't do part-time tours, our band may be disbanded."

"You know, in the past six months alone, we have seen too many bands around us gradually disappearing. Most of them chose to give up slowly because they could not persist."

"And I see all this very clearly. If we don't move, then our ending will not be any better than theirs?"

"So, we have to keep performing. There is no other way."

"Does it mean that your performance model can only be this kind of tour in different cities?" As soon as Zhang Ying finished speaking, Yuan Shasha, who had been silent for a long time, also asked curiously.

Zhang Ying glanced at Yuan Shasha and said with a wry smile: "Yes, because there are many commercial performances in Jiangnan City, and some bands are needed."

"But, you also know that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven. Do you still remember what I just said, how we received the business order when we were in school?"

"It's you who use the super low price." Yuan Shasha said.

Zhang Ying nodded and couldn't help but said: "Yes, so when we stepped out of the ivory tower and entered the society, we discovered that now local commercial performances are all campus bands."

"Not only are their prices low, but what's even more outrageous is that some bands don't charge any performance fees and just need a platform to hone their performance skills. What the hell do you think this is?"




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