Hidden Assassin: Volume 4, Youth at the Time, Section 148, Blue Bird
Night, Bluebird Bar.
The endless drizzle seems to be the only theme at the turn of spring and summer. The small square in front of the bar is crowded with people, all kinds of umbrellas and human voices are intertwined into a noisy scene, and the car is whistling slowly. However, more than a dozen sturdy men in security clothing maintained order at the entrance of the bar.
The Blue Bird Bar, which is open to everyone on weekdays, becomes a place of consumption that can only be entered with a ticket on Saturday night. This is the rule since two months ago, because at this time of the week, Concept band will sing one or two songs here.
No albums were released, nor did they appear on any TV shows. The band’s performances are not even professional. Sometimes, a member may forget the words and overthrow it, and every time Every time I came here, I only performed for ten or twenty minutes. After that, no matter how people protested, they stopped appearing. The reason why people paid attention was because this song every week was really amazing, changeable and perfect. It’s almost certain that as long as it is sung by a certain singer, it will become a mess afterwards. With the release of "Dongfeng Po" and "Jiangnan" by two singers in March, the author's signature also confirmed the powerful and explosive strength of the concept band.
Of course, or it can be said that it is a burst of power from decades of accumulation in the music world.
Since the band’s performance a month later, there have been such privately recorded tapes circulating in Jianghai City. Since then, at least in Jianghai City, the concept band has gradually had a number of fanatical fans, although hundreds of thousands of people The scale is completely disproportionate to those big stars, but when it gathers every Saturday, its scale is not enough for a small bar like Bluebird. Later, this bar with the background of the Sand Embroidery Gang can only send out staff to maintain order every week, and it limits the number of people who can enter each time. But even so, many people who don't have a channel to buy tickets will still gather outside the bar, waiting for the concept band to perform, and then go home and listen to the noisy tapes for more than a week.
Out of the car door, Fang Yusi subconsciously lowered the brim of his hat, and walked into the small square with umbrellas and talked about the crowd. Four bodyguards escorted nearby, and the agent, Sister Lan, quietly explained what happened after entering.
"...The few people who were guarding the passage over there have been bought out. After the concept is sung, you follow in from the side, no matter who the other party is, don’t be angry, just say it well...Of course, I know you have a sense of measure. Anyway, as long as you don’t quarrel, everyone sits together and talks, it should be fine, and the other party should not be too unreasonable. After all, you have only come to Jianghai not long ago, and you will not have any unreasonable beams."
"Hmm."
"Anyway...this thing is nothing great. Liu Bei is still looking at the thatched cottage. You like his songs, so you can appreciate him enough...I have never seen such a songwriter..."
Although she said this, Sister Lan is obviously more dissatisfied with the concept band, but she is a songwriter. If you give money here, don’t you end up writing songs? After so many years of work, I haven't seen a singer who has to come to the door like this and refuses to come. Reluctantly, the other party didn't want money, and secondly, the song written by the capital has the potential to be popular, and it is not in Hong Kong now. In addition, the company really attaches great importance to this composer, and there is no way in front of it...
"I understand, Sister Lan." Fang Yusi smiled when he noticed the thoughts of the woman next to him. "Sister Lan, you are nagging more than before. Is it because you are in love?"
"Go to..."
The two murmured and laughed, and when they squeezed to the door, they realized that there seemed to be someone arguing at the front door. After a closer look, they found that they were three foreigners, big and small. The man was Joseph from last night. Next to him, there was the blond woman who took the diamond necklace at a high price of 50 million last night. The black-haired mixed-race girl stood beside her mother with an unhappy expression. The situation was obvious. They didn't get the tickets in advance, but wanted Going in to watch the performance, it is estimated that it is also admiringly.
"Sorry, madam, we really don't know what you are talking about. We have rules here. If you want to go in tonight, you must book tickets in advance...Please don't make us embarrassed."
Although I heard that it is a triad background, it is obvious that the people sent here have received professional training. The woman in front of you seems to be rich or expensive, and the security guard at the door just talks to persuade and follows the blond woman. Joseph's eyebrows were deeply frowned at this time. Compared with the security guards, he exuded almost overwhelming aura at the moment. His eyes swept across the security guards, and it seemed that he was looking for a target.
At that moment, Fang Yusi's heart was filled with an unfamiliar feeling. On the one hand, he was faintly happy for the deflation of these three people. What about the money? What about the 50 million necklace? She didn't have a ticket to enter. On the other hand, she even wondered whether she should come forward and think of a way to let them follow her in and get in touch with each other by the way.
"But... he told us to come, the blue... the bird... yes, it's here..." The blond woman took a few steps back and took out after arranging her hair with her hands annoyingly. A card came and got the name of the bar. Although the expression was annoying, it looked very attractive. Joseph on the side said solemnly: "Since I don't usually use tickets, why do I suddenly need them today? This gentleman, ask your manager to come out and talk to me."
"Uh, I think..." Seeing Joseph approaching, the security guard took a step back subconsciously, and then looked at Marilyn's hand
said, "This lady, can you show me the card you gave you?
"Ah? Well, of course." With a slightly surprised look, Marilyn passed the card and said by the way, "He gave it to me, otherwise I can't find a place."
"Then it's okay." After checking the card, the security smiled and handed it back to Marilyn. "Since you have this card, you can go in at any time. It doesn't matter if you can enter the backstage at will."
"Uh, really..." Marilyn took the card back into her small handbag, looked at Joseph, and then pulled her daughter in through the door. Fang Yusi sighed in her heart. Billionaires are billionaires. Whatever you take out of this place is VIP card... Although it is not a high-level place, you can feel the difference in treatment, but she still feels a little dull. With that card, you don't have to buy those people to sneak in.
In fact, Fang Yusi had already visited the Blue Bird Bar last Saturday. It was nothing more than a simple late-night revelry spot. The bar was well-formed, the dance floor was well-formed, the stage was well-formed, and the waiters were well-formed. After entering the hall, Fang Yusi and Sister Nalan squeezed directly toward the passage leading to the backstage so that they could react in time. However, only halfway through, Fang Yusi said a few words with his companions around him, then turned and walked to the side.
On a seat not far away, after receiving the red wine from the waiter, Joseph frowned and said to Marilyn next to him: "That boy...he really sings here?"
"Yeah. Since he said yes, he must be." Marilyn responded with a smile looking at the crowded scene around.
"The scale is amazing." Joseph shook his head and smiled. "Looking at the people outside, I even thought this was Elvis' concert."
"He can always do amazing things." As if her husband or son had achieved such an achievement, Marilyn smiled brightly, and at this moment, a female voice rang from the side.
"Well, Mr. Joseph?" There seemed to be some doubts and uncertainty in the pleasant ears, and Fang Yusi came from the side. Joseph stood up, a little confused for a while, but he recognized it immediately: "You are...Miss Fang? Your current... and yesterday... Oh, it's really like two people..."
"Sorry, I was drunk yesterday and caused you trouble. I saw there just now, and I was a little unsure. I didn't expect that Mr. Joseph also liked the songs of the concept band."
"It’s a man’s honor to serve beautiful women. Please sit down. By the way, I almost forgot to introduce them. These two are my companions, Ms. Marilyn and Miss Heidi. This is Miss Fang, Marilyn, remember Did she sit next to me yesterday..."
Under Joseph's introduction, the two sides exchanged greetings again. The little girl didn't seem to like to talk to strangers. She didn't even say hello. She just pulled her mother to whisper to the side. Due to the noisy crowd, Fang Yusi could only roughly hear who she was complaining about but couldn't come out, although she couldn't hear the name. But it is clearly not a concept. Combined with the fact that the three of them are obviously not familiar with the concept band, Fang Yusi thought right now, since they can get that kind of VIP card, could it be that they have a good relationship with the members of the concept band?
Marilyn and the little girl were talking, Fang Yusi and Joseph chatted, the music in the bar was deafening, and the crowd danced on the dance floor. Not long after, when the time reached eight o'clock, all the music gradually stopped under the control of the DJ, and the crazy dancing crowd also said: |. Sound, just from this action, we can see what status the concept band has in these people's hearts. .
"Well, everyone, the time is almost eight o'clock, the long-awaited show is ready to start, time is precious, I will not be long-winded, let us warmly welcome the concept!"
In an instant, there was a roar of cheers from the crowd. The first figure came out from the back of the small stage, and then fell to the ground with a bang. The surrounding horns gave off a deafening and sharp sound, making the dance hall People couldn't help covering their ears.
"Sorry...Sorry~IndoMTL.com~Too many lines, I stumbled..."
The voice from the microphone was a slightly neutral girl's voice. A person behind her untied the wire wrapped around her feet. She stood up on the pole where the microphone was placed. This kind of oolong made the crowd There was laughter again. Soon after, all four of them had their positions on the small stage, each wearing funny weird masks and ugly cloaks, but they could still be easily recognized. Today this group is composed of three women and one man. Gesture out to meet people.
"Oh, audition as usual." He tapped on the microphone, and the man who was the lead singer of the band was speaking with a weird banana mask on his face, "Well, this is the concept band, I am a banana, and the next two It’s the familiar cucumber and eggplant, and the durian that occasionally appears on the other side. Well, according to the old rules, some things should be clarified first. The mixing of today’s song is more complicated, so many things are pre-recorded and sung. It is estimated that the effect is not perfect. The background is probably similar to the concept of Mafia and Godfather..."
Hearing the words Mafia, Joseph frowned subconsciously, while Marilyn had both eyes, and then repeated the words to Heidi.
"Okay, ready to start. By the way, the name of the song is...in the name of the father."