Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

Mary knew that Ken would take a while to accept, and she believed in her brother Ken, such a talent could be restarted.

In the next few days, in addition to helping with housework and taking care of Ken's life, Mary also played some classic old songs at home every day.She bought a lot of music discs, and then got a cabinet with songs from all the bands they had heard before.

Mary also likes these songs. When she was in prison, she couldn't hear the latest songs in time. Now she can enjoy the convenience brought by technology.All she needs is the internet, and she can have the music she deserved for the lost 30 years.

Those lyrics and tunes seemed to have magical powers, and they resonated in her heart, and she still hummed them from time to time.Music is really magical, without boundaries, without time limits.

Ken originally refused, but every time he came back, he could only face the result that the TV and computer were taken over by Mary.But he also heard many long-lost tunes and lyrics with profound meaning.

He listened to music when he was a child, and he liked catchy, rhythmic music.Now, he found that many lyrics that he didn't care about before made him silently leave messages and reminisce at night.

Those words seemed to have a soul that could dissolve with you, and he sighed deeply at the brevity of these words.

Mary gradually noticed the changes in Ken. He seemed to be writing something, and even started to take out the guitar and stroke it.The music cells hidden in his body have been made ready to move by her playing day and night.

Finally, on a snowy night, Ken looked at the falling snow outside, feeling infinite melancholy and impulsiveness in his heart.

He finally picked up the guitar and began to play against the snowflakes outside the window.

Mary turned off the TV that was playing, and she listened quietly to Ken's guitar, intermittently at first, and then into a tune.

Still later, Ken's guitar sounded through the house every night.In addition to the job that makes a living, what he has to do every day is to listen to songs and play.

Half a month later, Ken played his new song to Mary.

"The quietness of the snowy day, the forgotten memories are gradually clear. Time has not aged, and I am still moving forward vigorously, but I am abandoned by time."

The shock that that song brought to Mary was big enough, and she had burst into tears after listening to it.It was the best song she had heard since she got out of prison.Whether it's the tune, or the lyrics, or Ken's singing.

"I knew you wouldn't waste your talent. My Ken, my brother. I'm so proud of you."

Mary stepped forward to hug him, and both of them seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of the song.

Since then, Ken seems to have found his passion in life. He began to actively practice the skills he had forgotten for many years, and he began to practice harder.His voice hadn't opened up for years, and he even signed up for a vocal class and found a teacher to start practicing again.

Mary also began to work hard for her brother's restart. She thought of Chris, so she sent a sample of the music to Chris, hoping that she could find someone to help see if there was a market for the music.

There are many definitions of success, but none of them escape fame and gain.People live in the real world, and people need such values.

Mary hopes that Ken can have a real life again, allowing him to develop his talents, so as to reach a new starting point and height.

"Honey, since you asked so, I will try my best to help you." Chris comforted Mary after receiving the call.

She listened to the music first. As an actress for many years, she still has a certain musical quality.As Mary is her friend, she should naturally help her a lot, at least to make her no longer feel lonely and sad.

She felt sorry for having irritated Mary because of Watson before.Now that she has the opportunity to make up for it, she must do it well.

When the music ended, she had to admit that Mary wasn't trying to embarrass her, nor was she daydreaming.Ken's song is really good and has market potential.People nowadays listen to pop music for a while, nostalgia for a while, and retro for a while.

Ken's song is very suitable for the current situation.What's more, this kind of music not only resonates with middle-aged people, but also young and old people, they can also understand it.

So, Mary contacted a musician she was very familiar with, his name was Bude, a very old musician, and also a manager with a very unique vision.

Bude has cooperated with her on and off for several years, and they are old acquaintances. Bude used to be the lead singer of a band, but unfortunately the band finally disbanded. He had three marriages, each of which ended badly.But his personal style has nothing to do with her, he is still very knowledgeable about music.

"Why, ask me out at this time." Bude has a messy hairstyle, and he is already 40 years old. From the outline, he is still handsome. After all, when he was young, he was so handsome that his agent almost made him a star actor. .

It's just that now he is unshaven and unkempt, so he can only look like an ordinary uncle.

Bude ordered a steak, another salad, and another fish and chips.He ate very carelessly, his recent life was so tepid and careless.

He had produced several top-notch singers. At that time, the scenery was boundless. He bought more than a dozen luxury cars and built a large garage for parking.There are several sea view villas.

But that was more than ten years ago, and the good times didn't last long, and every marriage he had made him burnt out.But he is also a person who can't resist the temptation of beauties, and is played by women in the palm of his hand time and time again.

The property was divided again and again, and the few singers in his hands either retired due to accidents, or died, or were poached by other companies, leaving only a few less famous singers with second-rate and third-rate incomes Also reduced a lot.

Decadence seems to be closely related to the word uncle.

　 "This time I brought you a music sample. You can listen to it. Don't you have not many people on hand recently?"

Chris sent the recorded music to his mobile phone via Bluetooth.

But Bude was lazy, he didn't even bother to take his mobile phone.

"You actually started a sales job, who begged you? How much commission can I get? Don't be kidding, although I really don't have much capital in the past few years, I can't push any cat or dog. As a music producer, I still have a bottom line."

There are too many people around Bude in this way, and many of them are little kids who haven't even graduated from high school. They seem to think that they are so different after learning a little music.In fact, you may not even know the staff.Only imitation, no creativity at all.

　 Such people don't need to think about it at all, they won't be popular at all, and they don't have any value.There are too many mediocre people, and now that the competition is so fierce, anyone with potential will be dug out.Then it was snatched away by big corporations.Talented people are, after all, a minority of the minority.

Chris glared at him and said, "It's just a few minutes of waiting for the meal, so what if you listen to it? When did I trouble you and make you embarrassed."

After all, the relationship between Bude and Chris is familiar. He thought about it, and after all these years, Chris has never bothered him about this kind of thing.

Anyway, this restaurant will wait for a long time for steak, and he is really a bit bored.So he picked up the phone, put on the earphones handed over by Chris, turned on the player, and listened casually with one ear.

After half a minute, his expression became serious, and after 2 minutes, he closed his eyes and put on the earplugs of the second ear.

He started playing it again, and then he seemed to start shaking physically.

"Chris! Where did you find this person? Who is this singer? I want to see him now!"

Bude felt that his breath was a little unstable, and this song shocked him too much.I don't know how long he has not been exposed to such music that can touch the soul.

In this impetuous age, such music is rare and rare.Especially for him, who has entered middle age, and will even enter old age soon.This song brought back so many memories for him.

"What's the matter, have you changed your mind? Let me just say I won't lie to you. This is my friend's younger brother. It's just that he's not young anymore, he's about your age. Didn't you always wear pop Music? If you can't accept it, can you help us introduce a suitable manager for him?"

In fact, Chris also knows that Ken's age is a big problem. Although some singers can sing until they are 70 or 30 years old, most of them became famous in their early years.If you can’t come out at the age of 40, it will be very difficult in the future. After all, it is too late to start training at the age of [-].

Bude glared at her and said, "If you dare to find another producer, I will break up with you now."

Bude took the music home, listened to it repeatedly, wrote the score himself, revised it, and connected with Ken online.

When Ken learned that a producer appreciated him, he felt like he had hit the jackpot.

"This is the song I modified for you. Try it yourself first, and think about how I modified it. Tomorrow, you can sing it to me online."

Ken immediately began to read Bude's revised manuscript. After he tried it several times, he had to be convinced that a professional is a professional. No matter from which aspect, Bude is thoughtful.

Mary was very happy. She was still a little uneasy at first. Although she was confident that her brother's talent would be recognized by others, after all, his brother was already old, and he might not meet the taste of today's people.

Unexpectedly, everything went well, and Bude asked Ken to take his luggage and go to him for training immediately. After the internship period, they will be able to sign a contract, and he will become a real artist.

After Chris talked to Mary, Mary was so excited that she almost jumped up.