Wu Guifang said between the two, "That's not possible. Ruruo's admission procedures have not been completed. There has been no class for almost two months. You can't always think about going to play.?? When you have time now, you should read more books so that you won't be able to keep up with your homework when you go to school in the future."

Song Baojun did not dare to disobey his mother, and hurriedly said, "Yes, Ruoruo wants to read more books at home."

Han Ruoyi's little face immediately collapsed and she agreed listlessly: "Yes."

Song Baojun went back to the room and changed into a khaki coat, turned around and went out. Han Ruoyi stood at the door with a disappointed look on her neck and looked at her brother with a look of disappointment.

"Ruoruo is good at home, my brother will buy you something delicious."

Song Baojun waved to the little girl, walked out of the alley, stopped a taxi, and headed straight for the Jinxing Records Company.

...

Jinxing Records Company is headquartered on Taohua Road. When Song Baojun jumped out of the taxi, Qiao Song and Leng Hui were waiting in a daze on the side of the road.

The halo of the black snake photon singer who was noble and cold on the stage was completely faded. She wore a simple black suit, and now she was like a concubine waiting for the emperor to come. She was nervous and had three points of joy, and was frightened in fear.

Seeing Song Baojun get out of the taxi, the two could hardly believe it.

Qiao Song also said that "senior cadres" like Jun Shao, at least police cars must be led by the lane when they leave the field casually. More than a dozen Xuande luxury cars were arranged behind, which barely matched their identity. But I didn't know that it was completely different.

Before I could think about it, Qiao Song and Leng Hui walked forward and reached out from a distance.

"Mr. Jun, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are getting more energetic."

Song Baojun shook hands with the two of them, and smiled faintly: "Don't you have good luck, why are you Mr. Zhang Bingkun and Zhang from Venus Records? Why are there no one there?"

When Qiao Song heard this, he felt cold sweat flowing down and forced a smile: "Uh... Uh, Mr. Zhang, he is still on a business trip, and I don't inform you if I think it's okay."

As the agent of Black Snake Photon, Qiao Song is still too simple in dealing with people. The current entire entertainment industry is shrouded in the shadow of the Entertainment Review Bureau of the Zhucai Committee. Director Liang Bohua and Liang can go to Zhang Bingkun when he summoned him. Now that Song Baojun is here, they have not notified Zhang Bingkun. You can imagine what Zhang Bingkun will react in the future.

Before Song Baojun developed the mentality of a superior, he just asked casually, and when Mr. Zhang was not there, he said, "Then I'll go and see your new works."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Jun." Qiao Song quickly reached out to welcome the guests.

When I entered the company headquarters, the hall was spacious and bright, and there were many employees coming and going.

A security guard stopped Song Baojun and smiled and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, please go to the front desk to register."

Song Baojun found that Qiao Song and Leng Hui had work signs hanging around their necks, and they thought this was a certificate of entry and exit from the headquarters.

Qiao Song suddenly became anxious and grabbed the security guard and said, "Are you stupid? This is Jun Jun! He went to the company to inspect, what do you need to register or not?"

The security guard was stunned and didn't know who the so-called "Military Young Master" was, and said with a cold face: "What military Young Master? Even if the mayor comes, you have to register! Do you think you can get away with it by just telling your identity?"

Qiao Song said angrily: "Xie Shasha, Zhang Nan, those 2o96 people, they bring their friends to the company every day, why didn't you see you asking them to register?"

The security guard looked disdainful and said, "Xie Shasha, Zhang Nan, 2o96 is a big star and a big man. You can do as many people as you like. What are you? Are you worthy to compare with them?"

Qiao Song was a little at a loss and looked at Jun Jun poorly.

Song Baojun saw that the status of Black Snake Photon in the company has not been substantially improved, and said, "Since you are here, just do your business according to the regulations. If you need to register, register."

Qiao Song's eyes were full of apology, but he stayed there and didn't dare to say anything more.

Song Baojun went to the headquarters to fill in his name, unit, and purpose of visiting according to the format. The security guard explained seriously: "When you come out later, you will cancel the headquarters."

Song Baojun nodded and followed Qiao Song and Leng Hui into the elevator.

Qiao Song pressed the button on the 12th floor and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

There are several training rooms on the twelfth floor, and the sound of singing is faintly heard from the corridor.

A woman in an OL suit came towards her, and Qiao Song quickly made way slightly and shouted, "Hello Sister Fan."

The woman responded lightly, and didn't look at him more.

Song Baojun asked in surprise: "What is this woman doing?"

Qiao Song whispered: "Sister Fan is the manager of the Labor and Management Department."

Song Baojun raised his eyebrows: "Then why did she ignore you?"

Qiao Song became very depressed and uneasy. He didn't know where to put his hands, and said with a shameless look: "Our band is in the company... uh, that one is less popular."

Song Baojun said: "I have seen it, let's go."

The Black Snake Photons were arranged in one of them, the size of an ordinary office, with thick sound insulation materials on all four walls, and cigarette butts all over the floor. There was a row of drums in the middle, a keyboard, bass and electric guitar on the side, and recording equipment at the door, with messy music scores thrown on it.

The wall on the left was covered with a huge poster of the Black Snake Photon. It was their only concert. Four people stood in the middle of the stage, holding musical instruments and looking into the distance, with a very lofty artistic conception.

Qiao Song led Song Baojun into the door tremblingly, and the remaining members of the band immediately stood up to say hello to Jun Shao.

The stage name of the bassist is Yan Yu, and his real name is Li Fusheng. He is a tall and thin man with a curly length of big waves.

The keyboard player's stage name is Night Aurora, and his real name is Zhou Dagui. His left and right ears are covered with earrings, making him look extremely rock-speaking.

The stage name of the drummer is Long Aotian, and his real name is Zhao Youcai. He looks quite handsome, wearing leather jacket and leather pants, with a cold and lonely expression, and arrogance that others cannot look at.

In addition, the guitarist and lead singer, stage name Leng Hui and real name Wang Fuqiang, four of them formed this strange Black Snake Photon band.

After Qiao Song finished introducing everyone, he slapped Long Aotian on the back of the head, and said, "Why don't you hurry up and politely treat Jun Shaoyan to death?"

Long Aotian woke up and quickly took out a cigarette, gave Song Baojun both hands, and kept laughing: "Mr. Jun, smoke, smoke."

Song Baojun did not receive the cigarette and said, "I am very busy with time. Where are your works?"

Qiao Song quickly waved: "Everyone, get ready."

Long Aotian said in a daze, "Didn't the recording station be recorded early? Just release it."

Qiao Song slapped him again and said, "Did you eat shit today? You are not smarter, Jun Jun wants to listen to what is on the scene! Everyone is active and give a speech on the spot for Jun Jun to see!"

The guitarist, bassist, keyboardist, and drummer are all here. Qiao Song happily handed Jun Shao a song summary booklet.

There are ten songs in the album, and the title song "Can't Let Her Leave".

Leng Hui and others put on their stance, pulled the electric guitar, and gave a long prelude.

This group of people is indeed very stage-like. They pose casually in the training room, facing 100,000 fans in front of them. Leng Hui looked focused, his eyes were floating, his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his hands were extremely skillful. The electric guitar seemed to be part of his life. It was melodious and intense, with a guitar prelude with a long and unrestrained romance.

Long Aotian also changed his previous stupidity, as if he had changed his soul, holding a drum stick in his hand to respond to the rhythm of the guitar, and hitting drums one by one.

The electric guitar prelude gradually became higher and higher, and the bass and keyboard were added to the performance respectively.

Yan Yu flicked his head while flicking his head. He rose and fell, as if someone was waving in the air with a mop.

Qiao Song stood by, his calves shaking with the beat, and was very satisfied with the performance of the team members.

"Stop! Stop!" Song Baojun suddenly shouted loudly when he heard it.

Leng Hui and others were stunned, but they slowly stopped their hands. The music stopped, and the roar of the previous music echoed in their ears. The four of them looked at each other for no reason.

Qiao Song quickly asked carefully: "Mr. Jun, what's wrong?"

Song Baojun looked at his watch and said, "From the beginning to now, it took two minutes for your prelude to be overwhelming. This is a fatal problem!"

Qiao Song said: "Uh?"

Song Baojun said: "It is undeniable that the melody is very beautiful, but what you want to do is pop songs, not pure music. At this stage, the length of pop songs in the music industry is about three to five minutes, not too short, not too long, but your prelude has been over two minutes and has not started yet. I read the score you wrote. According to this method, if you want to sing it, the total length may reach eight minutes. According to our department's **, it is not the main or the second, and it will be too loud. The prelude that took a full two minutes will definitely consume the audience's patience. Then no matter how beautiful the next song is, no one is willing to listen to it."

After hearing what he said, Leng Hui and the others nodded heavily.

Song Baojun said: "I want to know what purpose do you do this?"

Leng Hui whispered: "I'm sorry, I may be a little anxious."

There are many entertainment companies in Chazhou City, and Venus Records is just one of them. Today, when the record industry is hit by the Internet tide, entertainment companies can only rely on the "fan economy" to make money. If an artist's number of fans does not meet the requirements, they will definitely be eliminated.

Under such circumstances, the unpopular Black Snake Photon situation became very difficult. Fortunately, they met Liang Bohua, who had a huge background and Jun Shao with a mysterious background, and the situation was reversed. The company's boss not only gave Black Snake Photon a new contract, but also promised to support them in the future.

Now, I'm just waiting for the new album to come out.

The foundation of any artist's existence in the entertainment industry can only be their work. There are many artists who have become famous with a song and have been on this song for decades.

An artist without works is like a rootless duckweed, sooner or later, and will be forgotten. (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!