Rock and Roll: Glorious Years

Seeing that a customer had arrived, the chubby girl and the skinny monkey quickly rushed back into the shop, and also dragged Bian Lang into the kitchen.

After being fully equipped with a mask, arm sleeves, apron, and hat, the chubby girl finally spoke to the somewhat bewildered Bian Lang: "Brother Lang, let me teach you how to use this order system. Can you help me place the order? I've already asked Sister Lan for support."

"There's no need to be so covered up, is there?" Bian Lang wasn't unwilling to help, he just thought it was too hot.

"Brother Lang, you can't let us be recognized! If we are, our store will be packed with people asking for your autograph!" the chubby girl replied while working on the order system.

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"How can that be? You can't just give out Brother Lang's autograph so easily! We should only use this resource when we're doing something big!"

Hearing this, Bian Lang smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself that this girl deserved to be the store manager. With this kind of mindset, she would become an important minister by Bian Lan's side sooner or later.

The three of them worked for about half an hour, and the materials that were originally enough to last a whole day were already running out before 2 p.m.

Fortunately, Bian Lan arrived in time with reinforcements from the main store and managed to keep the booming business going, despite the murderous glares from the employees in the two adjacent stores.

Bian Lang, now free, was taken to the car by her sister. She had just lit a cigarette when her sister snatched it away and extinguished it: "Smoke less, it's bad for you!"

"What's wrong with who? I'm a bachelor, what am I afraid of?" Bian Lang held back a bit when talking to this cheap older sister.

"If you actually have a child, then I won't bother saying anything to you!"

Bian Lang was speechless. It seemed her sister was concerned about the next generation.

"I saw your trending topic on my way here. Your new song is definitely going to be amazing. It seems like our family is about to produce a great artist!" Bian Lan's confidence in her younger brother was almost blind, but she didn't expect Bian Lang's song to be so surprisingly good, and her shop would actually see a small boom in business thanks to her brother.

"By the way, what happened between you and Liangzi? I saw what was going on online, what bad thing did he do behind your back?"

Faced with his elder sister's concern, Bian Lang recounted the whole story in detail. Bian Lan's face turned pale and then purple, until she finally became excited.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? You should have asked your brother-in-law to help you with the copyright lawsuit. He would have made sure that Li Yiliang and Modie were in deep trouble! But the result is good now. You've vented your anger and gained some fame. Just don't have anything to do with that ingrate anymore." Bian Lan said that, but she hadn't completely let it go in her heart.

"I won't trouble you, brother-in-law. This is nothing. If something really happens, I won't hesitate to treat you all as family."

Bian Lan handed a bottle of xylitol to Bian Lang, smiling with some relief, "It's really good like this now!"

Although she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed about her brother, she felt that the change was positive, and she liked him more than the arrogant and haughty brother she used to be.

"I have a dinner party tonight. If you don't have anything else to do, come with me."

Hearing this, Lang Sheng became a little wary. After all, when they talked about smoking earlier, her sister had clearly shown her desire for the next generation: "I don't know your friends well, so let's just forget about it."

"My dad asked me to arrange a chat with Ai Hao. I figured it's been a few years since you two have seen each other and talked much, so isn't this perfect?"

Hearing Ai Hao's name, Bian Lang finally felt relieved: "Okay, send me the address in a bit, I'll go find Lao Tan to talk to him about something now."

The Ai and Bian families were friends since their grandfathers' generation. By Bian Lang's father's generation, the relationship between the two families had become even closer because of their joint venture in the brewery. Bian Lang was two years older than Ai Hao, and they were childhood playmates who used to play in the mud together. However, after Bian Lang formed a band, he stopped interacting much with his family and relatives. So, the two, who could have become brothers, gradually changed from friends to acquaintances.

"Go ahead, it's almost time, I'll pick you up halfway up the mountain!"

Bian Lang agreed, got out of the car, put on a mask, cut in line amidst the disdainful looks of the customers, grabbed a cup of milk tea, and disappeared into the crowd.

……

Halfway up the mountain, after hearing Bian Lang recount how he recruited Dayong, and then hearing Bian Lang sing "No Longer Hesitating" to him again, Lao Tan felt terrible.

The lyrics were also sent out by him. Who would have thought that the lyrics, which he couldn't understand at the time, would eventually become such a powerful Cantonese rock song!

"Bian Lang, you don't need to be so wary of me, do you?"

"You looked at it but didn't ask me! By the way, now that Dayong is settled, can you help me find the rest of the people? Are there any vacant rooms in this building? You know the property management, so can you help me rent one as a rehearsal room?"

Old Tan originally wanted to suggest that Bian Lang rehearse at the bar during the day, so that no matter what new things Bian Lang came up with, he could hear about them as soon as possible.

But considering the chaotic biological clocks and lifestyles of these rock musicians, he thought that going upstairs was fine too. It was just a matter of walking a few more steps, and finding a separate place was the most important thing to ensure that rehearsals wouldn't be disturbed.

Dozens of people have called him today looking for Bian Lang, but he turned down all the unreliable ones. He even managed to get rid of an independent agent who came directly from the mountainside.

Quite a few people contacted you today. I've already sifted through them, and I'll organize the useful ones and send them to you on WeChat later.

"Thanks, Lao Tan. If things work out, you can accept payment according to the rules, no questions asked..."

"Don't worry, I won't hold back. It's time to take advantage of you," Old Tan laughed.

The two chatted until 5 p.m., when Bian Lan called to pick up Bian Lang for dinner.

Throughout the journey, Bian Lan kept playing "Those Without Ideals Don't Get Hurt" on Weibo on her phone. When she heard something that resonated with her, she couldn't help but click her tongue a couple of times: "It seems that artists have to experience setbacks in life before they can have good inspiration!"

Seeing that she was getting tired from playing music like that, Bian Lang sent her the original video: "Just listen to this for now, I'll send it to you when it's finished recording."

"No need, I'll buy your song myself when you release it. I'll delete all your old band's songs when I get home tonight!"

Bian Lang was speechless. Her sister had both the traits of being fiercely protective of her own and holding grudges.

Upon arriving at the location, Bian Lang glanced at the flashing sign of the seafood restaurant and instinctively asked, "Are there any other people here?"

"Well, Ai Hao's girlfriend is a minor celebrity, so he can't be too casual with her."

"That must be tough on us three wild boars, we can't get used to fine food!" In Bian Lang's memory, although Ai Hao was a second-generation rich kid, he didn't really have any fussy habits. The last time they met, the two of them spent the whole night eating at "Biao Xi" skewers near their house.

"Young Master Bian, I never knew you were such an interesting person!" Bian Lan laughed so hard he almost fell over, holding his shoulder.

The two went up to the second floor and were led to a private room by a waiter. When they opened the door, they saw Ai Hao and his girlfriend sitting at a round table that could accommodate more than 10 people.

The woman had short, chestnut-brown hair, and her earrings and pendant were so large they were almost exaggerated, dazzling under the lights. To make matters worse, she was also wearing large sunglasses. This extravagance further lowered the Bian siblings' first impression of her.

"Oh! Sister Lan, why didn't you tell me beforehand? If I had known Brother Lang was here, I would have brought a bottle of good wine to celebrate for him!" Ai Hao said, jumping up from his chair and walking over to offer Bian Lang a cigarette.

"I heard from my Uncle Bian that you're trending on social media! That performance, that song, was amazing! If we'd known you had such a big surprise in mind, we wouldn't have bothered looking for spokespeople for the factory; we could have just put you on the show!"

The brewery, a joint venture between the Bian and Ai families, is managed by Bian Lang's father, who is in charge of internal production, and Ai Hao's father, who is in charge of external marketing.

Two years ago, Ai Hao returned to his father's business after his entrepreneurial venture failed. He is currently in the marketing department, responsible for GG's promotion.

"Huh? Isn't our beer supposed to be unbeatable? Why do we need to spend money on celebrity endorsements and filming?"

At that moment, no one noticed that Ai Hao's girlfriend, Liu Yingying, frowned and gave Bian Lang a disgusted look through her sunglasses.