It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when Li Mu and Chen Wan arrived at Jinling University.

In the Jinling University gymnasium, the stage and audio equipment were built as early as the afternoon. The competition will start from 8 pm and last until 11 pm. However, due to the particularity of the band's performance, the participating bands have already begun to assemble in the gymnasium from 4 o'clock. They will first draw lots to decide the order of participation, and then tune in the reverse order of the lottery.

It is said that there are more than 50 bands in the entire South Su Province to participate in the competition, which will be divided into three days. Today is the first day of the preliminary round, and sixteen bands will participate.

These more than 50 bands will select eight of them after the preliminary round and then participate in the provincial and regional rematch. Only the champions of the rematch are eligible to participate in the finals held in Yanjing.

At this time, Zhang Kexuan's "Jinling Noise Making" band had completed the draw and tuning, and they were the ninth among the sixteen participating bands today.

When he saw Li Mu, Zhang Kexuan, who had been watching others tune nervously, finally relieved a little.

Seeing him fidgeting, Li Mu couldn't help but tease: "Why don't you just participate in a third-rate competition? Look at you being nervous and have no future."

Zhang Kexuan and the other three were immediately exploded when they heard this.

"What is a third-rate competition!"

"Is this a national band competition OK?"

"This is a cooperation between multiple satellite TV stations, and the preliminary round will be broadcast on TV stations, okay?"

Seeing the four of them looking angry, Li Mu shook his head repeatedly.

Even if it is national, it is impossible to achieve first-class influence, because TV stations now do not have the courage and courage to do large-scale talent shows nationwide. Whether it is mainland TV stations or Hong Kong and Taiwan TV stations, they have not yet noticed the vastness of the talent market. There were no singing competitions or dancing competitions before, but no one could really sit up the influence, so they would hold such competitions that cooperate with multiple satellite TV stations, share the cost, and make a few small fuss.

It seems that in the spring of talent shows, we still have to wait until Mango TV’s "Super Girl" is released! Only after that will there be happy boys and the national talent show such as China Voice.

Li Mu couldn't help but look at Zhang Kexuan and the other four. To be honest, from their styles, dressings, to the names of their bands, they were all standard flops, and there was no possibility of being popular at all.

After all, rock music is a niche aesthetic in China. Moreover, most rock bands emphasize more forms than music. For example, Zhang Kexuan and others have not even found a suitable music style, but the rock style is very strong. Everyone has leather jackets and leather pants, and the shortest hair is almost on the shoulders. They are as long as Zhang Kexuan, basically on the chest. This style is not handsome at all. If you throw it into Yanjing, there may be some female literary youths who like it. If you put it nationwide, there will be no market at all.

Li Mu began to worry whether the song "Li Bai" would really hit the hands of these big hairs, and then in a few years, it would be unintentionally sung by a contestant participating in the talent show, such as Song Pang's song "Ms. Dong", which is sad.

The reason why Song Pang did not make "Ms. Dong" popular is that on the one hand, the contracted company is not strong, and on the other hand, his own image is indeed difficult to become popular. No matter how it works, it means that the song is popular but the person is not popular.

Just when the four of them were in a state of resentment, Li Mu suddenly asked Zhang Kexuan.

"Can you lift up your big hair and let me see?"

Li Mu's words stunned the five people, including Chen Wan.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Kexuan felt a little weird.

Li Mu said lightly: "See if you have the potential to be popular."

Everyone looked at each other. If someone else made such a request to Zhang Kexuan, he might have punched the other party immediately, but this was said from Li Mu. Although he was awkward, he hesitated for a moment and still reached out to get all his hair behind his head and exposed his entire face.

Li Mu nodded: "The eyes are pretty, not bad."

Zhang Kexuan's face turned a little dark: "What does it mean?"

Li Mu did not answer his question, but suddenly became interested, looked at Zhang Kexuan, and asked with a smile: "Why do you want to play rock?"

"I like it!" Zhang Kexuan replied casually: "Rock is a spirit, awesome."

Li Mu asked again: "Then why do you grow hair?"

Ye Tianming said: "Damn, how do you say it in Yanjing dialect? It's a style!"

"What kind of style?" Li Mu frowned: "Is it a show-off?"

Ye Tianming was anxious and was about to refute him, but Li Mu asked again: "What is your real purpose in this competition?"

"Prove yourself."

The four of them answered very simply and spoke in unison.

Li Mu asked mercilessly: "Spend money to buy my songs to prove himself?"

The four people blushed.

Li Mu said: "If you want to become famous, just say it directly. I can be your behind-the-scenes pusher and create songs for you. As long as you listen to me, I am sure to make you the hottest band in China."

"real?"

Li Mu smiled slightly: "It's too simple to think of it. It can be a song, a human fire, or a human fire with a song."

The four of them looked at Li Mu like a monster. They couldn't understand why Li Mu said Cheng Ming so lightly.

For Li Mu, a business prototype has begun to emerge in his mind at this time.

Internet music is still in its infancy. In two years, the saliva song "The Mouse Loves Rice" will truly allow Chinese people to see the influence of the Internet on music communication. To achieve that level of communication, knowing how to rely on the Internet is the key.

Li Mu is now ready to develop Eting Yiting.com. If he can find a way to make Zhang Kexuan and the others popular, it will be of great help to Eting in the future. After Eting is of scale and full of wings, he can feed them back and push them to a higher level.

The reason why he asked Zhang Kexuan to show his face was to see if his true appearance was in the condition of being popular and being popular. I have to say that this guy is pretty good, but he delayed his hair.

Last time in their rehearsal room, Li Mu had a rough understanding of Zhang Kexuan's voice, had a certain foundation, and could still sing a feeling when he guided him well, that is, his voice was passed.

Now, I have passed the performance, let alone the songs. I know that there are so many good songs in the future, so I can just take out seven or eight widely circulated songs. Combined with the Internet, who can't push them?

Li Mu was thinking, Zhang Kexuan and the other two were stunned, while Chen Wan spoke up and broke the silence: "Li Mu, do you have any way to help my brother and others become famous?"

"Yes." Li Mu came back from his thoughts: "If you really want to be popular, you have to listen to me in everything, just this one, and there is no other choice."

The four of them exchanged glances at each other and nodded in unison: "Okay, listen to you!"

The rich second generation also pursued it. Zhang Kexuan and the others pursued it to be famous and awesome, but they also knew that their level was limited, but Li Mu was different. Li Mu's ability to write songs was no longer just awesome for them, but it was too awesome.

Seeing that the four of them were so unified, Li Mu cleared his throat immediately: "First of all, before the competition started, hurry up and find the organizer of the competition and change the name of the band."

"Ah?" The four of them were stunned.

"Why do we need to change our name? Isn't our name pretty good now?"

"What an egg!" Li Mu curled his lips: "Jinling noise-making? You say you are making noise yourself, what else can you say? In addition, do you just want to be in Jinling or in the whole country?"

"Of course it's the whole country..."

"Then change the name." Li Mu said without any doubt: "It must be changed. There are not many requirements for the name, it's simple and catchy."

"How could I think of it now..." Zhang Kexuan was sad and said, "Jinling's name was silenced, and my brothers thought about it for two weeks."

Li Mu waved his hand: "It's called a simple plan."

Although it won't take long, a punk band with the translation of "Simple Plan" will appear abroad, and then a band with the "Escape Plan" will be established in China. But everything is important, and Li Mu is naturally not polite.

“Simple plan…”

The four of them thought about it and tasted it. The name was indeed very simple, but it sounded very catchy. After repeating it several times, several people found that the name was getting smoother and smoother, which was really interesting.

Zhang Kexuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, it's called a simple plan. In summer, you can go to the organizer now and change our name."

"It's a game tonight, can it be changed now?"

"If you can, just get money if you can't. In short, you must change it!"

He felt more and more that the four words "Jinling noise control" were the fucking thing...

Summer is in a hurry and I turn my head and leave.

Li Mu photographed Zhang Kexuan: "Before the game has not started, go and cut your big hair."

"What do you say if I fuck you!" Zhang Kexuan jumped up and burst into tears: "Cut your hair? Don't even think about it. My dad said that he asked me to cut his hair for several years and I ignored him!"

Li Mu asked back: "Apart from the niche rock bands, think about the big stars who can name them now, who still has big hair like you?"

Li Mu took the word "big star" very seriously.

"Uh..." Zhang Kexuan thought for a while: "Power train!"

"Come on, the song is not popular. If it weren't for the return of the Condor Heroes, you wouldn't have known about them."

"Dick Cowboy!"

"What's the difference? Are you going to talk about Teacher Liu Huan next?"

"I didn't want to say Liu Huan..."

"Then do you want to talk about Guo Feng?"

"I'll wipe you and go away!" Zhang Kexuan couldn't think of it, so he shook his hands and muttered like a resentful woman: "Anyway, my hair will definitely not move!"

Seeing that he was angry, Li Mu didn't care, but just asked: "Do you want to become famous or pretend?"

"Uh..." Zhang Kexuan hesitated for a while, lowered his head in shame: "I want to become famous..."

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[Thanks to the rewards of "black hands covering the sky", update tickets and evaluation tickets, thanks to the rewards of "The Great Sage has an iron rod", "Youth must be done early", "ufwthdk", "Dugu Yang 1988".]
Chapter completed!