"So what's the matter, Alexandra?" Sir Maxwell asked.
"Yesterday I went to see Norwood," the woman began her story. "He is the owner and director of the record label "tropolis Music Group" - one of the five leading labels on the world music market," she clarified for who they were talking about. "His main company is located in tropolis, but he stopped in Gotham for a short ti. I wanted him to evaluate the composition of young Alex," she said to her husband.
"And what was his opinion?" asked Maxwell. "Of course, he was delighted! So much so that it seed to affect the state of his mind. He said that he would definitely get this young talent, and told to give him his contact information."
"I knew, of course, that he was a rather difficult person, but this ti he behaved too rudely," Mada Alexandra said in an offended tone. "I told him that I would first ask Alex's opinion. Norwood did not even try to listen to , but simply demanded. Again, in a rude manner! I did not want to talk to him anymore and simply left."
"You wanted Alex to work with this label?"
"It's one of the five largest record companies in the world! I thought that if Alex wanted to release an album, it would be a great opportunity for him. After all... William wanted it too."
William? Their dead son? He was also a musician, and he wanted to work with tropolis Music Group? Now it's clear to why this kind woman is so eager to help . I remind her of her son…
"I didn't think Norwood was such a disgusting person. When I returned, I found out that he uploaded a video to YouTube. I called him to find out why he did it. According to him, he wants you, Alex, to beco popular on the Internet. And when a lot of people find out about you, everyone will certainly expect new compositions from you, and you will not be able to ignore their wishes. And then, his label will be able to sign a contract with you. You see, he is absolutely convinced that you will never dare to refuse his offer of cooperation. I'm sure he'll use all his connections to make sure no other recording studio accepts you, Alex," she looked at , her face expressing genuine guilt. "I'm sorry this happened. I'm afraid that now your path into the music industry will be complicated. If you refuse to cooperate with him, he may well use dirty thods. He has extensive connections, and he's not afraid of anything."
"Don't worry, Mada Alexandra. I have good friends, and they won't let anyone hurt ," I said in a calm tone, making it clear that I wasn't afraid of this Norwood at all. Seriously, what can he do to ? I have countless masterpieces in my head. I'm like a walking treasure.
I can achieve everything myself, I don't need the support of so alien label. And the fact that he has extensive connections... He can go to anyone he wants!
Bruce Wayne himself is among my buddies! I wonder who has better connections: one of the most influential tycoons in the world, whose company produces cutting-edge technology and supplies it to governnts around the world.
Or the director of one of the largest record labels? Considering that the music industry in this world is not very developed, the answer is obvious. That's why I even want this Norwood to try to spite .
I wonder what his face will be like when he finds out how much support I have behind .
"What do you do, Alex? Sorry for asking such a direct question, of course, but you have a pretty expensive car, and you bought so many expensive musical instrunts today... Apparently, you don't lack money," Alexandra's husband asked.
"I own a small ga company. True, I founded it not so long ago, so for now my main inco cos from selling books."
"Books? Wait... Alex Reath is the na of the author of the recently sensational books. Are you saying that you wrote them?"
"Yes."
"My husband's main hobbies are music and literature," the woman said with a soft smile. "He read all your works, and since then, he has been looking forward to you releasing new ones."
Maxwell Harris nodded affirmatively. "And now it turns out that you not only write wonderful books, but also magnificent compositions. You really are very talented."
"Thank you for the praise …"
"So what will you do, Alex? Will you accept Norwood's offer of cooperation?" Maxwell asked the main question.
"No," I answered without a shadow of a doubt. "In fact, I never wanted to cooperate with any label. I plan to open my own recording studio."
"Really?" The elderly couple was surprised. "And when do you want to start your studio? I can help you find all the necessary equipnt and at a significantly lower price."
"Thank you, sir Maxwell. Soon my company will release its first ga, and my capital should increase significantly. Then I will think about the studio."
Hearing about my intentions, Mada Alexandra fell into deep thought.
"Max," she turned to her husband. "Maybe we should offer him our studio?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes... I think that would be right."
Um, what are they talking about?
"Alex, we have a small building suitable for a recording studio. We built it 10 years ago for our son, but since he left this world, the building has been empty. We could sell it to you, if, of course, you are interested," the man voiced a tempting offer.
"Of course I am! I would like to consider buying this building in about a month. Is that possible?"
"Of course. We are in no hurry to get rid of it... After all, we have owned it for 10 years already."
"Great! And I would like to discuss sothing else with you. Since this video has surfaced on the Internet, I think it is worth making a better music video. It will be a great advertisent for my future album. And the composition "River Flows in You" can be considered its single. I won't co up with an intricate plot for the video. We'll just repeat on the screen that very evening when I perford the piece at your restaurant. Can I rent the restaurant hall from you for half a day tomorrow?"
The elderly couple exchanged glances and ca to a unanimous decision. "We agree, and for free. Besides, this video will be a good advertisent for our restaurant. Moreover, I'll find extras for your video who will portray visitors. I really feel very bad about this incident…"
"In that case, Mada Alexandra, would you agree to star in the video?"
"? In the video?" the woman asked, surprised by my request. She thought for about five seconds before agreeing.
"Okay. I'm still quite young, right?" She blinked her eyes coquettishly. "Right?!"
"Yes! Darling, you will be forever young!" Sir Maxwell hastily declared.
"Well, I still have to record the composition. And for clearer sound, I need good equipnt. Do you know of any good places?"
"Our recording studio, which we offered you, has everything you need. True, a lot of it is outdated, but we will only record the sound of the piano, so there shouldn't be any problems. I'll also present you with the building of your future studio."
"Thank you. Then tomorrow, as soon as we record the video, we'll work on the music video. Having discussed a few more details, I went to my company. I asked Heather to hire the people who were filming the video for tomorrow.
Although my request was a bit unexpected for her, she assured that she would do it. Of course, I still had to invite Vikki Vale to play in my video. I dialed her number.
"Hi, Alex."
"Hi, Vikki.How are things at work?" Our telephone conversation lasted for about 30 minutes. We discussed the video that had surfaced on the Internet. I also told her about Norwood. Her indignation knew no bounds.
She promised to find out as much as possible about this, according to her, disgusting person. And so I smoothly approached the main question of this dialogue.
"This may sound quite unexpected: um, Vikki, would you agree to star in my video tomorrow?"
"What? What video?"
I explained to her that I wanted to repeat a mont from our date in this video.
"This video would be incomplete without you. So, do you agree? The filming will only last half a day."
"You... Eh, how can I refuse you here. Okay, I agree. What ti does it start?"
"At 8 am. I can pick you up."
"No need, I'll co in my car…"
Okay, now all the actors are ready! Heather said that she had made arrangents with a small film crew called "Platinum". They mainly shoot comrcials, but they also had quite a lot of experience in directing music videos.
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The next morning, I woke up, as always, with severely aching muscles. Damn, why did I get a defective system?! If I had the "Gar's Body", my life would be easier. I tore all my muscles, slept and again, as fit as a fiddle. And what about ? Yesterday I almost said goodbye to life!
I was so tired that I almost fell into the ravine inside the cave. Well, there's no point in complaining. We're not looking for the easy way out. If everything is easy, then we're not doing it right.
As soon as I finished my morning workout, the musical instrunts I bought yesterday at Uncle Maxwell's store were delivered to . After the delivery guys left, I put them in my Inventory. After I got myself ready and dressed exactly as I was on the day of my date with Vikki, I went to the restaurant.
The work was already in full swing here. The crowd that Mada Alexandra found seed to consist entirely of Gotham aristocrats.
"I simply told them that at that ti that young man who distinguished himself with his wonderful piano playing would be filming a video here, and they would have another chance to listen to his live performance. In the end, everyone ca here to enjoy your performance once again. Don't disappoint them," the woman said with a slight laugh.
Hmm... You wanted everything to be like that evening? Please! Even the extras are almost the sa! Rejoice! Oh well, it's not that bad. Despite the fact that we were only filming a music video and all the action would take place in one room, there were quite a few people working on the film crew: a director, a caraman, an assistant caraman, an editor, a lighting operator, an assistant lighting operator, a make-up artist, a production designer... Heather invited a pretty serious group to make the video.
Well, I don't mind. It doesn't matter how much money we have to spend, the main thing is that everything is done to the highest standard. I t the director of the film crew, with whom I had a friendly chat.
Everyone was already ready, waiting for the arrival of the lead actress. Victoria arrived five minutes later. She was wearing the sa bright purple dress. As soon as she greeted everyone, the intense filming began.
The video began with a silent conversation between and my companion, after which I asked the owner of the restaurant for permission to play the white piano. Having received permission, I sit down at the musical instrunt, while the cara focuses on the reactions of the custors.
Mada Alexandra informs everyone that her good friend is going to perform a composition of his own composition. I greet the guests of the restaurant and announce the title of my music, after which the lody begins to play.
I had to play the piano for over forty minutes before we were able to film all the necessary footage. Filming continued until one o'clock in the afternoon, the caran took their job very seriously. Especially after they heard the composition to which this video was being shot. After filming, they edited a "draft" on their computer in half an hour.
A "draft" ant a fild but not yet edited video without dubbing, musical accompanint and the necessary effects. In fact, it was a semi-finished product. I was satisfied with the initial version of the fild footage. If nothing unexpected happens, I will record the composition tonight and give it to the "Platinum" film crew so that they can begin the final editing.
It was already approaching two o'clock, and I sat down at the white piano again. "I sincerely want to thank everyone present. Today we fild a music video, and you had to listen to the sa composition for quite a long ti."
The esteed people who played the role of extras today had been sitting in this restaurant for almost half a day. For them, all the food today was on the house, but for rich people like them, this was not so important. They were only here to listen to the piano. It would be embarrassing if they only heard one piece all day.
"So I want to play another composition for you, which is also my original composition. Those present here will be its first listeners. This is my gratitude for your patience today and great support. The lody is called "Corazon De Niño."
A deep silence fell in the restaurant, everyone assud a serious look, and Victoria, Mada Alexandra, and Sir Maxwell reflected excitent and shock on their faces.
They, more than anyone else, hoped that I would be able to create several more outstanding pieces. They wanted to believe it. Because if I have a few outstanding compositions in my collection, I can beco popular even without the help of a powerful label. And then, I can give Norwood a run for his money.
Well, I'm not going to disappoint them. The composition "Corazon De Niño" ("Heart of Child") was written and perford by the famous Argentine pianist - Raul Di Blasio. I decided to leave the original title in Spanish, in tribute to this composer.
I began to play the prelude to the new composition, even in an alien world this lody is still able to emit a blinding light! The listeners closed their eyes and tried to feel all the emotions contained in this symphony: experiences, love, mories ... Until the very end, no one spoke.
I pressed the last key, symbolizing that the performance was over. There was silence everywhere, and ti, as if by magic, stopped at that mont. All eyes were focused on . No one said anything, no one was disdainful, and no one ignored.
Here, on this stage, I conquered everyone present with my new composition! The next mont, the restaurant erupted in loud applause. It was like a sumr night rain, and it grew louder as ti went on. Soon, the restaurant quickly beca quiet again.
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