Chapter 398 Rehearsal

It took only half an hour before and after, Wang Wangjiao contacted all the musicians.

Gong Nanbei's music score was also finished, Wang Wangjiao picked up the music score and said, "The musicians have been found for you. Counting the musicians of Matouqin, it cost a total of 250,000!"

Gong Nanbei stunned: "It's so expensive!"

"The players I contacted are all well-known players in the industry, and they brought their own instruments! They didn't intend to ask for money at first, and the asking prices were very low. This price was raised by me."

Gong Nanbei heard the words and looked at Wang Wangjiao with caring eyes for the mentally handicapped.

Do you still agree that the price is very low? Seeing this, Wang Wangjiao said: "They are all asking for one hundred and two hundred, and they are obviously giving us favors! This kind of debt of favor without a price is the most difficult to pay! So, it's better to spend more money"

Gong Nanbei couldn't help nodding when he heard the words, it is indeed difficult to repay the debt of favor!

Seeing that Gong Nanbei had no objection, Wang Wangjiao smiled and said, "The musicians will be here in two days. I'll go to the hotel to book a room for them first."

This point of Wang Mong Kok is particularly satisfying to Gong Nan Bei, no matter where he travels, any place.

He can arrange air tickets, cars, routes, hotels, etc. at the same time.

Almost all the big things and small affairs of Gong Nanbei's three years of filming were arranged by Wang Wangjiao, and he is definitely an excellent and qualified agent!

A day later, the musicians were taken to the hotel by Wei Shu.

In order to have a place for rehearsal, Wang Mong Kok also rented a conference room in the hotel.

The musicians who come here are all well-known ones in the music circle.

Especially the teacher Bayar who pulls the matouqin! It's even someone who has been on CCTV Spring Festival Gala!

Gong Nanbei first had a meal with a few people. Bayar is from Inner Mongolia, and his alcohol intake is terrifying! One person almost brought down a table of people!

In the end, only two people stood still, namely Gong Nanbei and Wei Shu. The reason they didn't fall was because they didn't drink~

Bayar drank three or four pounds of white wine, and his face was only slightly red.

He rubbed his stomach and looked at the musicians who fell to the ground, obviously not enjoying their drinks.

Gong Nanbei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then he will find a bunch of big men in Lu Province and the northeastern men to drink with you! I can't believe I can't even drink you!

But when he saw Bayar pouring himself another glass of white wine, Gong Nanbei put away his thoughts.

Eh, that doesn't seem to be the case.

After asking the waiter for help and carrying all the drunk people back to their rooms, Gong Nanbei gave each waiter a tip of 1,000 yuan.

Originally, Wang Haoxuan or Wang Wangjiao should have done the tipping work, but unfortunately, these two people are also one of the drunken army.

I told Wei Shu to be careful, these people are all drunk, don't have any accidents. After letting someone take advantage of the secret filming or something, Gong Nanbei returned to his room and began to enter the mirror space to continue his studies.

Early the next morning, Wang Wangjiao and Wang Haoxuan were almost recovered. They woke up the musicians and went to the restaurant to have breakfast together.

After yesterday's wine party, everyone was obviously closer, but in the eyes of Bayar, there was a little more awe.

After waiting for breakfast, Gong Nanbei handed the song "An River Bridge" to everyone.

They each took over the tune and began to become familiar with each other.

It was Bayar who remembered the song first, and Gong Nanbei suspected that it was because he was the only one who didn't drink too much yesterday.

He nodded again and again: "This score is not bad, let's try it first!"

Gong Nanbei replied with a smile: "Right now, the venue has been rented. It's on the second floor. After everyone is familiar with it, we can go to the rehearsal."

After all, these musicians are all professional, and they are a minute or two behind Bayar. Everyone goes to pick up their instruments and prepare to gather on the second floor.

After everyone came to the conference room, they began to install and debug their own musical instruments. After ten minutes of busy work, all preparations were ready, and everyone began their first rehearsal.

"Let me look at you again"

"From South to North"

"Like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road"

"please say it again"

"About the day"

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Gong Nanbei's voice was neither rushed nor slow, neither sad nor happy, as if standing in the third person, telling the stories of others in an unusually plain way.

But for some reason, in this faint voice, you can hear a trace of sadness, as if someone important has left you.

The expressions of the musicians in the back also gradually became serious, and they played their respective instruments in no hurry to the rhythm of Gong Nanbei's singing.

"Let me hear it again"

"The most beautiful sentence"

"You went home"

"I'm waiting for you"

After Gong Nanbei finished singing, the matouqin solo began.

At this moment, Wang Haoxuan and Wang Wangjiao, who had been listening in, only felt their scalps go numb!

The two of them clearly didn't understand any music, but when the melodious sound of the matouqin sounded, they still felt their hearts tremble!

They all do, not to mention the professional musicians.

"I know! Those summers!"

"It's like youth can't come back!"

"Instead of dreams!"

"It can only be difficult!"

Gong Nanbei's voice gradually increased, but there was no sense of disobedience. Instead, it gave people a feeling that the narration story had reached a climax.

Sitting in a chair in the conference hall, Wang Wangjiao looked at Gong Nanbei who was singing with love, and suddenly thought of how Gong Nanbei sang "Wake Up Drunk" when the two first met.

He put his arms around his chest and sighed slightly. If Gong Nanbei had always followed the singer route, would he have gone farther than his acting now? Not sure that he is already a first-line singer now!

After all, there is King Han in the music industry who can be his guide.

In the entertainment industry, he is really struggling all the way, and he will never let go when he seizes an opportunity. "Who Am I", the sky-shattering jump Gong Nan Bei succeeded, and he also jumped out of a lot of fame, but if he fails Woolen cloth? No one dared to think about it.

After watching "Who Am I", Li Jingrou found Wang Wangjiao directly. Although Li Jingrou didn't say much, Wang Wangjiao could understand the consciousness inside and outside the words.

She will never allow Gong Nanbei to make such a dangerous movie again!

Gong Nanbei is the only son in the family, and the Gong clan needs him to inherit in the future! If Gong Nanbei had an accident and suffered any disability, no one could afford this responsibility!

"Teachers, I will change the style next, let's do it again"

His thoughts were interrupted by Gong Nanbei's voice. Before he knew it, Gong Nanbei had finished singing once and began to change his style to sing a second time.

"Let me look at you again"

"From South to North"

This time, Gong Nanbei's voice was not so calm, but brought himself into the story, from the third person to the second person.