From bar band to entertainment circle

Chapter 220 The Eve of the Next Game

I was playing and singing affectionately, Wang Chuchu and the others beat the time for me, and glanced at Xia Qing from the corner of my eye, Han Yi held her hand deeply, Xia Qing stared at me blankly, listening to the song seriously.

Others don't know, but the two of us know it well.We all chose original songs about the past in this link, I don't know what I mean, and I don't know what Xiaqing means.

"Yun Qian, yes!"

Wang Chuchu clapped her hands and said, I responded with a smile and went back to the camp. Shen Qier patted my shoulder and joked with me, "Yun Qian, why don't you come to be the lead singer in the future."

"Come on! I'll just sing harmony, and I can't do this kind of flat songs. I can't handle the kind of voiceless ones." Facing their jokes, I also used jokes.

People from other bands went up to perform one after another, listening to music, while I was grilling meat and drinking beer, those who were idle played Doudizhu on the blanket, and those who were tired went to rest in the tent.

Joyful times are always fleeting. At night, our four bands packed up and headed home.

On the return bus, I was sitting next to Shen Qier. I saw her replying to a comment on Weibo, and found that she scolded me after peeking at it, and turned around to prevent me from watching it.

It was my emotions that surged up, but I wanted to cry but there was nothing.

Now that the snow has already melted and the flowers have bloomed, entanglement and stubborn waiting are another kind of injury.

I opened Weibo and watched Su Mengyuan’s dynamics with a small account. Her life seemed to be very nourishing. She shared a lot of pictures of Melbourne’s scenery and subconsciously liked it. She and I became the person in the memory.

This is the only way I can see her, but unfortunately she doesn't like to expose her photos on the Internet. I didn't save them before. All the photos I took of her are in her camera. There seem to be a few photos on my phone, but they are not good enough. great.

I looked at the photos I took before, and Shen Qier suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, how about the photo of that rich girl?"

"No!"

I immediately locked the screen and looked at Shen Qi'er with a smirk on her face: "You still have the nerve to call me, you are peeping at my phone."

"I saw it by accident, blame me! I think you don't even blink when you look at other people's photos."

"I'm thinking of something, can't I?"

"Miss her?"

"No, I think about the next game."

"Qie'er, I believe you big-headed ghost."

"Hmph, if you don't believe me, pull it down!"

About half an hour later, we finally returned to the film and television town. According to the request of the program group, we gathered at the recording site again. Everyone knew that this was the signal before the game. It seems that tonight is the announcement of the next program rules. .

Assistant Director Jiang stood on the stage and said, "Have you had fun today?"

"happy!"

"Okay! It's good to be happy. The arrangement given to you by the program group is not in vain. The happy time is always short. Next, I will announce the rules of the next game. You must be mentally prepared!"

The atmosphere gradually became dignified, and the scene was extremely quiet. Everyone was waiting for the specific rules announced by the program group.

"This time the rules are a little bit different. The four bands will continue to create original songs for five days. The style is not limited. After five days, there will be a two-two PK. , 200 music fans at the scene, directly vote for the band they like, and the winner will be determined. The winner will advance to the top three in the country, and the loser will be determined.

Assistant Director Jiang announced the end, and then asked, "Have you heard the rules clearly?"

"Clear!"

Everyone agrees that the rules have not changed much. In the later stage, I think the comparison is the fans in the market. Who else has performed more steadily during the recording of the show, and there is no one that is fuel-efficient to make it to the current band.

After the show ended, our band members came to the rehearsal room, and everyone was discussing countermeasures. This time, there is no limit to the style, what style the next song should be, and whether to try other styles have become topics of discussion for us.

"To be on the safe side, I think we'll keep the pop-rock style and don't change it for now!" This is Shen Qier's opinion, she is the lead singer, we will give priority to her as a reference and measure.

At this time, Li Guangjie expressed his opinion: "I think there are pros and cons to changing or maintaining. Changing the style well can really refresh the audience and teachers. If we play badly, let's be straightforward, we may not be able to enter the top three. Of course, Seek progress while maintaining stability, I agree with Shen Qier's opinion."

"Well, what you said makes sense, let me think about it!"

I nodded in agreement. Although Li Jian and Ying Qingyao expressed relatively few opinions on production, they will provide many good ideas on the arrangement of their parts.

I am the leader of the band, and I still have to decide the direction of the band's style. After thinking for a while, I blurted out: "Don't forget the original intention, stay the same! Try again after changing the style, let's continue to do pop and rock!"

When they heard my decision, they all nodded and agreed. In fact, I was just seeking stability. Changing styles at this juncture may not necessarily have more advantages than disadvantages.

Maybe there will be more negative effects. The band can get to the present, and we have to step on the rock every step of the way so that we can stand firm and not do things that are not sure.

"Yun Qian, where are you going?" Shen Qi'er questioned, "You won't be looking for creative inspiration again!"

"I'll go to the cafeteria to buy supper for you!"

I smiled lightly with my back to them, stretched out my right hand and made a rock gesture, blowing the cool night breeze, lit a cigarette, and walked to the cafeteria alone.

When we returned to the rehearsal room again, we didn't have any good creative ideas, so we simply disbanded temporarily, went back to rest first, and made plans for specific matters tomorrow. After all, it is not an option to die.

When I got back to the dormitory, I was not idle either. A Guili saw them chatting, and I was lying on the bed, recalling my crush on Xia Qing for four years in college, so I typed these texts on my phone:
"Weird weather, not so sunny
I like you, it has been a secret for four years

in this summer

I have to say that there will be a period later
At least I can still bury you deep in my heart

—

Thinking of you is always sweet
I can't forget the white shirt you wore

distance from you

stay friends forever

I'll tell you after graduation"

For the time being, the title of the song is "Secret of Four Years". It was originally intended to be used as a band song, but when I thought that it was Shen Qier singing it, it would sound very strange, so I hid the word. More appropriate.

When I was in a state of desperation, I remembered the words I wrote a long time ago, and found this "mental patient" in the memo:
Going deep into my mind, I lay in the clouds in a daze
The moonlight is pale, there is nothing helpless for a person

Invisible future, who wanders in time
—

A speck of dust, who is qualified to wait

Can't let go, who was buried alive by cruelty

Feeling like a failure, like a psycho

At the moment of collapse, the expression smiles uniquely
I have never been happy, the lyrics are less mediocre

Life is so good.
I don't know how many years ago, during that time, the pressure was very high, and many troubles swept over me, so I created this kind of lyrics at that time, and now it is composed and arranged, and it can be seen again.

(End of this chapter)