Chapter 817

There is no venue.

"What is" no venue " Roy frowned and his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment. "This is New York, one of the most densely performing cities in the world. Just above Manhattan, there are thousands of performance venues. How can there be no venue?"

Andy, sitting opposite, still smiles and shrugs. "It's also one of the most densely populated cities in the world. Thousands of venues, there are also thousands of performances. Every day, the city is crowded with countless performances, not only for money, but also for time, even more. "

In the final analysis, it's actually a matter of time.

It's only four hours since we decided to hold the concert. It's not easy to find a suitable venue and negotiate a suitable time in such a limited time. What's more, studio 11 is an independent workshop, so its influence can't be compared with that of the top record companies.

As LAN LAN himself said, the response and popularity brought about by the "Quixote" album is actually just a bubble. When the wind blows, the smoke disappears. As an actor, Langley gradually occupied a place in North America and Europe; But as a singer, he is nothing. Even if Johnny Depp's own rock band wants to hold a concert, it's not easy to find a venue.

New York is big, and so is the world.

Turning his head, Andy looks at lanli, who is sitting beside him, and continues to explain, "in fact, we have found two venues, which are suitable in size and price, and no problem in time“

”However, one site is in Queens, located at the junction of Columbia, Italy and Ireland; Another venue is in Brooklyn. It was closed for rectification two months ago due to health problems. It just reopened last week, but the environment and conditions are really unsatisfactory. "

With that, Andy spread out his hands to show his helplessness. The former is a worrying public security problem, while the latter is a serious environmental problem.

Nathan reveals his bewilderment and looks around in doubt for a week. He finds that Roy and Langley have no intention to speak. He can't help but ask himself, "why not the second venue? Many underground rock bands perform in such venues. They are even willing to perform on abandoned stages or near garbage dumps. "

Roy rolled his eyes. "Because it's for a solo concert."

"Alone?" Nathan asked reflexively, but after saying it, he suddenly realized the next second, "Oh... Sorry, I forgot." He patted his head in chagrin and closed his mouth.

Heather cross, still unconscious in bed. This is for her concert. It is unknown what the bad environment will do to her illness; If it's serious, the hospital won't even allow Heather to leave the hospital - even if she really wakes up in time.

A temporary concert, no venue requirements, even no specific date requirements - just as soon as possible. Originally thought that this would be a very simple thing, but now they are in the race of time, and the situation is far more complicated than imagined.

Andy casts an inquiring look at lenley. "We need time. Studio 11 is doing its best to inquire. I also called George strand just now. He will help to inquire next. But we need time. " Over and over again, the only solution to the problem is still time.

It's the only thing you can't buy with money.

Lanli was silent and did not speak.

Doctors said that even if Heather fell into a deep sleep, his condition would not ease, and might even worsen; The doctor said that if there is no recovery of consciousness and suffocation in coma, the situation will be unpredictable; The doctor also said that in the past three weeks, Heather's condition has deteriorated far faster than expected, directly from the first stage to the second stage. There are too many unknowns in the future, and the existing medical conditions still have nothing to do with the disease

Time, life and death, eternity. The eternal topic of mankind is still the same after thousands of years.

Under the gaze of Andy, Roy and Nathan, Langley picks up the mobile phone on the desk and starts to make a call. Andy and Roy exchange a look and ask each other, but they don't know why.

……

Andre Hamilton is lying on the beach chair with his shirt open. He hears the chatter of models, the laughter in the sea, and the enchanting blue of the Caribbean Sea. He pushes the howa private yacht like a lullaby, and the sunset falls all over the sky, The orange halo makes the whole world magnificent and meandering.

In cold February, he can always find the angle of sunshine and enjoy a moment of peace.

The mobile phone on the small low table vibrated. This is his private number. Few people know it. He reached for his cell phone and put it in his ear after connecting it. "This is Andre. You'd better have a perfect reason to disturb my wonderful vacation."

"This is Langley. What's the reason for that?"

At the other end of the phone came a voice with a faint smile, but not familiar with the relaxed freehand brushwork, but with a layer of light fatigue. Andre got up, left the rowdy bow, and went to the stern. "I guess I can't refuse."

The space at the stern of the ship suddenly becomes quiet. The soft southeast wind blows the sails bound on the mast, and the setting sun fills every corner of the line of sight. The blue in the eyes is like a broken crystal, falling on the whole sea, sparkling and breathtaking.

After hanging up the phone, Andre put his hands on the railing and quietly looked at the deep blue, but his mind was turning.

A concert venue must be located in New York, the environment must be safe, the conditions must be hygienic, the time, as soon as possible, the sooner the better. As for others, there is no limit to the number of people, the specific time, the cost of use, etc.

This is Langley's request.

In Andre's impression, Langley seems to be omnipotent. He knew that it was impossible and absurd. But he does think so. No matter in the face of anything, any difficulties, any difficulties, lanli can always unswervingly continue to move forward, ride the wind and waves, indomitable. It used to be, and it still is.

But today, for the first time, Andre is aware of Langley's vulnerability.

Lanli covered it up well without any flaws, even better than most people in the aristocracy and upper class. However, Andre knew Langley - even better than he had imagined. He could feel the weakness behind the understatement and calm tone.

unable. but. Helpless. What can make Lan Li feel powerless?

However, Andre knows why Langley contacted him.

As the owner of Dalmore whisky, in the past few years, Andre has been actively carrying out activities and operations in the United States. The film industry is just the tip of the iceberg. In addition, they also have close ties with the government, enterprises, charitable organizations, social organizations and so on. His influence is far stronger than it seems.

Of course, the power of Lan Li's contacts is far more powerful than he imagined. He never used it, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Turn on the phone again, look through the address book, Andre's brain began to run quickly.

After six or seven phone calls and 30 minutes of communication, Andre hung up the last call, edited a text message, pressed the send button, and then took the mobile phone back into his pocket.

Looking up at the calm and vast ocean in front of us, it is so vast, so vast, so far-reaching, as if it can contain the whole world. A gust of sea breeze comes, mixed with the smell of sea water and the dryness of sunshine, which makes people intoxicated.

Andre stood up straight, returned to the bow, and called out, "guys, all of you, we're going back."

"God, Andre, you're crazy", "our holiday has just started, you're out of your mind", "what's the matter, Andre, hey, give us an explanation"... Complaints, curses, one after another, but Andre didn't care, turned around and walked straight towards the cockpit.

It's time to visit New York.

……

The apartment is still very busy. Andy and Roy are mobilizing all their strength to find a suitable venue as far as possible. Even Nathan is writing email nearby to help contact more potential possibilities.

In the noise, lanli's mobile phone vibrated. It was a text message, which didn't attract Andy and Roy's attention at all.

Lan Li turned on his cell phone, scanned the text message, and then raised his hand to indicate the two people. Andy and Roy exchange a line of sight. Although they are puzzled, they finish the conversation as soon as possible. "I'll call you back right away." then they hang up. All three of them look at lenley.

"The venue has been found. Get in touch with teddy and let's start publishing the announcement now. " Ignoring Andy and Roy's dismay, Langley puts his cell phone on the coffee table and shows it to two people. Then he stands up and walks towards the bathroom. "I'll take a hot bath."

It's been a long day, a cold day, and now it's finally over.

Three people all over the question mark to get in the past, picked up the mobile phone, read the text message. Nathan blinked, his eyes filled with confusion. "Andy, Roy, am I dazed? Why do I feel like I'm wrong? "

Roy's face was also full of fright. Even Andy, the old Taoist priest, was not spared. His smile was so stiff in his mouth that he turned into a bitter smile, "Jesus Christ, what have we done?" Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he added, "more accurately, lenley hall, who is this guy?"

There is a short message on the screen:

"February 16, Thursday, 8 p.m. sharp, Madison Square Garden, New York."