My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 120 Church
"I'm telling you, there are two cups behind you. If you click that button, the red wine will flow in automatically."

"Also, the one next to your feet is a foot pad, and there is also a button next to you, which can be opened."

"Let me tell you, you should know that this snapshot of mine is a limited edition, so don't get it dirty."

"Hey, when the time comes, I'll take you to the church, where maybe hymns are being sung."

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In the car, Ragu kept chattering as if his mouth had been suppressed for hundreds of years.

Yan Zhi adjusted himself quickly after knocking on the front seat, he only used the floor mat, and did not listen to Lagu for the rest.

Not to mention, this mat is so comfortable.

I just don't know why Lagu still drives by himself. After all, the back seat seems to be much more comfortable than the front seat.

But he didn't plan to ask. If he did, he would just be tricked into pretending to be an old man.

The car drove through the tree-lined path at high speed, passed through the tunnel, and slowly approached the urban area.

When he got near the urban area, Ragu's mouth opened again: "Oh, let's drive slowly here, you will see excellent performers on the streets, this is the biggest charm of the music capital of Hezardo, I won't allow it You haven't seen it here."

Yan Zhi noticed it early on. When he opened the car window, a musician appeared almost every ten meters or so in his field of vision. He had seen many rare instruments like accordion and xylophone, and they were all of high level.

However, there are really many violinists. He couldn't help thinking of a few good violin pieces, but unfortunately he can only remember a certain piece, which was forced to memorize after being poisoned by the short video.

Lagu started to slow down, and the vehicles behind probably also saw the expensive repair costs of this car, and each of them also slowed down, for fear of bumping a little bit.

"My friend, have you seen that old accordionist? If he sees you, he will hit you with his accordion. He will do this every time he sees someone with a higher musical talent than him.

He's a total lunatic to us, and he's a real fucker, the last time a guy your age got hit in the head he knocked him out for days. "

Lagu smiled gently, but Yan Zhi noticed that Shun Ying was slowly moving towards the old organist.

"Hey!" Yan Zhi couldn't help shouting, what is this for?Send him over to be smashed by others?
"Haha, my friend, you are too serious. Don't worry, as long as I am here, he will not go crazy." Lagu was very confident.

Ragu stopped the instant shadow beside the accordion, stuck his head outside and said something softly.

The old accordionist turned to Yan Zhi for a few glances expressionlessly, and then left.

Apart from the pressure in his eyes, Yan Zhi didn't feel anything special.

But often this kind of person is the scariest.

"It seems that he doesn't want to be friends with you." Lagu said regretfully.

"I don't want to be friends with him either." Yan Zhi couldn't help but said.

Raghu laughed: "Haha, my friend, believe me, if you know him well, you will definitely look forward to being friends with him."

Who the hell would expect to be friends with someone who likes to hit themselves with a piano?

Yan Zhi felt that Lagu was crazy, so he ignored him.

Lagu narrowed his eyes twice, and then began to speed up the car.

The driveway in Hezardo is wide and not crowded, and flower beds can often be seen standing in the center on the way.

The pedestrian area on both sides of the driveway is paved with marble, and there are ancient castle buildings on both sides.

It seems that there are not only musicians but listeners here, and the whole city gives people a good sense at first glance.

"How is it? It's not bad, my friend. It's wonderful to be able to live here, but it's a pity that it's very difficult to get a residence permit here. If it were you, I believe it will be easy to get it."

Lagu started to chatter again, Yan Zhi sometimes wondered if Lagu was also so talkative when he squatted in the public toilet, and would he talk to the person next to him?
"Haha, I still want to go to the concert hall in our Xia Kingdom." Yan Zhi laughed softly, he didn't seem to understand what the Lagula people were thinking.

"I think your concert hall is really strange. It doesn't rent a venue. At least you should pay attention to the cost."

"But that's it, it's more meaningful to climb up, isn't it?" Yan Zhi smiled lightly.

Concert halls generally have three models. One is that the concert hall spends money to invite you to perform, which is other people's recognition of you.One is that the resident orchestra signs a contract with the concert hall, and the concert hall shares the performance with the person.

The last one is at your own expense. When the first two are not performing in the concert hall, you can spend money to rent the concert hall for as long as you want.

The Golden Hall in the previous life had this model. Before this incident was exposed, the Golden Hall had been hailed as the temple of music by the media. Many people spent money to go to the Golden Hall to "gild" it, and then the media promoted it overwhelmingly.

In fact, there is only the first mode to truly gain recognition from others.

And this concert hall in Xiaguo is very weird, unlike other concert halls that are rented out in order to maintain operations, it only has two modes, one is that the Xiaguo National Symphony Orchestra is resident there, and the other is to invite masters to perform.

And there are very few masters invited by this concert hall, generally only the well-known masters in the industry are worthy of it.

Since there are no high awards in the performance category, giving a concert there is generally regarded as the highest achievement.

Of course, the first model of the Hezado Concert Hall also counts, but it is not as widely recognized by the public after it has a market where you can spend money.

In the end, the vehicle stopped in front of a resplendent church. Ragu just gave him a look, and they went in without even buying tickets.

"Fran, the father of music, used to work here, and he laid the foundation of the music we know today." Lagu introduced while walking, and his mouth has been going on for a long time without stopping.

Fran corresponds to Bach in his previous life, and his achievements are almost the same.

The other two peaks, Mozart and Beethoven, are not so similar in this world. For example, there are still people like Mozart who was the first to leave the court and become a freelance composer, but that person is not as talented as Mozart.

There were still a lot of people in the church at this time, and it would take a long time to squeeze if it was forced.

But soon two burly security guards came beside them to clear the way for them. Lagu didn't seem surprised, he was still introducing here and here.

There were priests singing hymns in the middle of the auditorium, and Raghu immediately exclaimed: "Look, let me tell you, there are hymns here, it seems that today is a good day. We are right, we are all lucky."

The group of priests seemed to have noticed Raghu, and even their voices paused, but they didn't stop singing hymns after all.

"Oh, my friend, shouldn't you explain your identity to me? Why do I think you are not so simple?" After the hymn was finished, Yan Zhi imitated La Gu's emphasis.

He's not a fool, this guy is like a royal family, and his privilege points are full.

(End of this chapter)