Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 667 Don't Break My Heart

Chapter 667 Don't Break My Heart
As soon as these words came out, Dayong and the others stood up immediately, while Ai Hao, holding on to Bianlang, who was walking crookedly, started to walk out.

The female musicians Ding Ding at the door all had red eyes. They felt very uncomfortable watching the man who was omnipotent in music in their hearts singing such a song.

Bian Lang walked onto the small stage, first picked up the guitar and prepared to hang it on his body, but found it a bit difficult to hang it halfway. Dayong was about to go up to help, but he saw him put the guitar down again, then leaned against the mixing desk and shouted to Lao Tan at the bar: "Give me a bottle of water!"

Old Tan was not vague and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Bian Lang twisted the can and took a sip, then walked towards the bathroom. Ai Hao immediately followed him and supported him, saying, "Brother Lang, do you want to imitate the dragon's roar?"

Pushing Ai Hao away, Bian Lang said, "It's okay, wait for me a moment..."

Then he walked to the washbasin outside the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and buried most of his head in it.

"Oh, my dear brother, what are you doing?" Ai Hao thought to himself, and quickly rushed behind him, intending to pull him out as long as the situation was not right.

Bian Lang buried his head in the cold water, bubbles coming out of his nostrils. In his mind, which suddenly became a little clearer, various scenes from the day he and Dong Youbian met to the present began to flash through his mind.

At the Xibiqi Music Festival, the two had their first physical contact and later wrote "Miss Dong"...

The first time I went to Ant Nest, then I went to Lugu Lake... I wrote "Anhe Bridge" in BJ...

Originally, Bian Lang felt that he had such rich emotional experiences in his previous life, so even if he was obsessed with getting married and having children in this life, he would not be like a pure warrior.

But this time with Dong Youbian, he felt as bad as being dumped by his first love. In fact, in a sense, this was indeed the case. Dong Youbian was his first love.

Dong Youbian, the strong emotional bond was built by him, Bian Lang, and it was completely different from the family and friendship inherited from the original owner. Now that this emotional bond was broken, anyone would definitely feel pain.

Bian Lang suddenly raised his head from the water, took two deep breaths, and cursed fiercely: "Fuck you Fatty Song! All those folk singers are liars..."

Seeing Bian Lang turn into the Riddler, the musicians present were not surprised, nor did they make any sound. They just watched and waited quietly.

I saw Bian Lang walking back to the small stage, sitting down behind the keyboard, and pressing a few keys on it seemingly randomly with his fingers.

Hua Yan felt distressed when she saw this, so she walked up to him and asked, "Brother Lang, let me do it! You tell me a tune..."

"Need not……"

Although Bian Lang said it was not necessary, Hua Yan still listened and watched attentively.

Gradually he figured out what melody Bian Lang was playing, but the speed and beat were a little wrong.

He had seen this score in the music library, and because it was a keyboard prelude, he had practiced it.

Once he asked Bian Lang about it, and Bian Lang played a song with him on the guitar. But he didn't see the lyrics, and Hua Yan thought it might be kept in the bottom of the box for years, so he practiced it twice and gave it up.

After confirming his guess, he asked Dayong beside him: "There is a song without lyrics in the music library, do you know it?"

"There are so many. How would I know which one you're talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Yan concluded that Dayong didn't know, but Di Li remembered something: "Did you play that with Bian Lang once?"

"Yes, brother Dili, you have played that one, right?"

"One shake of the handle per second, of course I've played it before! I'm saying you have really good ears, how come I didn't hear anything?"

Hua Yan heard it and said indifferently: "Hey! How could I tell that from hearing it? I watched him play..."

Hua Yan did not hesitate at this point and went up to Bian Lang and said, "Brother Lang, have you finished writing the lyrics for the song?"

Bian Lang's mind was in a mess, so he just wanted to howl a few more times to vent his emotions. But he didn't have a clear idea of ​​what to howl about, he just wanted to use the keyboard to find a melody and then...

Now that Hua Yan said that, he simply stood up and gave up his seat. There were many songs in the music library that did not have lyrics written on them. Some of them were not fully memorized, some were in foreign languages ​​that he did not know and could only learn them slowly, and some were pure music.

Di Li kicked Dayong on the butt and said, "4/4 beat, look at my eyes and come in!"

Dayong didn't get angry: "Okay, just make it clear!" The rest of the words were just nonsense. They had been working together for more than half a year, so there was no lack of tacit understanding between them.

Di Li waved at Strauss and said, "The arrangement of this song may not be finished yet. Can you record a video..."

Huang Kai didn't ask anything, but followed him onto the small stage very consciously.

Seeing that everyone was in place, Hua Yan nodded and then started playing the keyboard with her fingers.

After listening to a few notes, Bian Lang knew what song it was when he heard the sound like the tinkling of wind chimes. It also happened to match the current atmosphere very well.

When he heard the sound of Di Li strumming the strings and pulling the trembling handrail, Bian Lang took the microphone, took a deep breath, and sang: "WU...YE..."

Seeing Bian Lang struggling for a long time in a basically unconscious state and then suddenly starting to sing, the Rolling Stones fans present were a little surprised.

First, I admire the extraordinary tacit understanding between the older brothers of the Rolling Stones. Second, I admire Bian Lang’s absolute strength to get into the state in seconds!
They couldn't understand how a drunkard who was trying to find the melody on the keyboard and could barely walk a few seconds ago could suddenly create resonance in his head and play tricks on them in the prelude.

But what they don't know is that when the old people on Yuan Diqiu and Bian Lang who like Dou's version of Black Panther cover this song, it doesn't matter if they don't have the keyboard, but they will definitely not omit the vocals in this prelude.

According to Bian Lang's understanding, if this voice is not sung, it feels like Dou Xian's fairy spirit is missing, and of course no one else can sing it exactly like that! However, for the actual reaction to this song, the undisputed version is the one sung by Dou Xian and Faye Wong.

Although many people who listened to that version either said that the Queen sang too fast or that the Immortal played the drums too slowly, the two later even had a quarrel over it.

But none of this matters. What matters is that the queen took off her wedding dress when she sang this song, and Daxian went on a date with Gao Yuan after the performance...

"My Baby..." Bian Lang's tender voice brings out the extremely fragile tenderness and sweetness hidden beneath the angular and hot-tempered image of a rock man.

"Fuck! If rock men become gentle, there won't be any problem with those pop singers!" This is not the first time that the musicians of the Rolling Stones have said this to Bian Lang, and it will definitely not be the last time!
On the contrary, the female musicians who were already sitting on the floor around the front row of the stage were even more confused: "Dong Youbian, what on earth is he trying to do?"

Amid the wind chime-like keyboard prelude, Bian Lang lowered his head on the small stage, holding the microphone cord, and began to sink into his own world of thought again.

Watching him pace on the stage, Lao Tan suddenly had an immature idea: "It would be great if Bian Lang had a child, dating a bunch of bad girls, having the most exciting heartbeats, breaking up with the most unforgettable hands, and writing the most awesome songs!"

About 40 seconds in, after getting a hint from Hulu's eyes, Dayong knocked at the right time and then came in in 4/4 beat.

Hearing the ending notes of the electric guitar that were played with the crank, Bian Lang turned his head to look at Di Li, then raised his chin and gave him a look of trust.

Although the few of them had no preparation at all, except for Bian Lang and Hua Yan who had played guitar and keyboard together once or twice before, Di Li just saw Bian Lang having fun and then practiced it himself.

But what came out now was so seamless that it didn't sound out of place. To Ding Ding and the others, it felt like this song had been rehearsed many times and was a mature work that could be performed directly on stage.

But she immediately realized: "That's not right. If it had been properly rehearsed, I should have heard about it...but I haven't heard Brother Lang mention this song."

However, as she listened to the two-second tremolo sound of the electric guitar, she put all these questions behind her.

The sound of the electric guitar is like a zipper, slowly locking your soul into this cage built with music, tooth by tooth.

After two arpeggios, Bian Lang, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly looked up, threw his long hair back, and began to sing: "Maybe there are too many things I don't understand, maybe it's my fault, maybe everything has been slowly missed, maybe there is no need to say it anymore... I never thought that you and I would end like this, I'm not sure in my heart, I just remember the promises we made to each other, and the impulses again and again... YIYE..."

The pitch of Bian Lang's main song is not high, but the whole audience was in an uproar when the lyrics came out.

"Is this, is this a scumbag's self-confession, or... Bah, how can Brother Lang be a scumbag..."

"Bian Lang's creation really has no bottleneck at all!"

“Fuck, is love and marriage really the grave of musicians?”

As for Chen Shuting, who basically knew all the inside story, she was not only stunned, but even the hand holding the phone began to tremble slightly, and a trace of cold sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Yes, that’s right, this is cold sweat!
Because this word has so far described the entire general direction of Bian Lang and Dong Youbian.

Not to mention that Bian Lang didn't understand, even she herself as a woman didn't understand why things ended up like this.

According to her, Dong Youbian's previous state of neither winning nor lying flat was tiring not only for himself but also for Bian Lang. However, Chen Shuting absolutely approved and supported the idea of ​​going out to study, getting out of this environment, improving himself, and calmly thinking about the future.

But this kind of straightforward breakup is really too impulsive!
No matter from which aspect, whether publicly or privately, Dong Youbian's decision was ill-considered.

"Don't Break My Heart, be gentle again, I don't want to see your silence... Waiting alone, bearing silently, joy always appears in my dreams..."

As soon as the chorus ended, Chen Shuting simply put away her phone and leaned against a pillar. She pursed her lips and let her tears flow silently.

She felt sorry for Bian Lang, and at the same time, she was wondering if what she had said to Dong Youbian before was a bit too much.

Maybe it would be the best outcome for both of them if no one mentioned this matter?
The members of the Rolling Stones who were performing were feeling mixed emotions.

Huang Kai, the old bachelor, is the most miserable one among the group. He has experienced breakups so many times, otherwise he wouldn't still be single now.

Every word that Bian Lang sang brought back all his memories of the past. And he never expected that Bian Lang, who usually looked so casual, would react so strongly when encountering such a thing!
As for Di Li and Dayong, the two experienced people, they can only sigh.

As Bian Lang's buddies, they would only look at this matter from Bian Lang's perspective. But this wasn't someone cheating, or doing something beyond their principles and bottom line. So they had no right to blame Dong Youbian for anything.

If I have to say there is a problem, I can only say, "I met the right person at the wrong time!"

As for Hua Yan, who was in love and the one who was most familiar with the song, he never expected that Bian Lang would just write it like Li Bai when he was drunk, just like writing poems after getting drunk.

As for the words that it was written long ago and waiting to be sung at this moment, he would not believe even the punctuation marks or the tone of the vowels. Who in love would write such desperate lyrics for no reason?

"Maybe there are too many things I don't understand, maybe it's my fault... I wait alone, endure silently, and joy always appears in my dreams..."

After another verse, even Strauss, who only understood a little of the song, was so moved by the atmosphere of Mid-Levels and the phrase "Don't Break My Heart" that his eyes turned red.

Mu Mian shrank directly into Lun's arms and asked with a sobbing voice: "Why do you think this happened? We were two good people. I remember that time at the Ximangmang Music Festival, we... Youbian is actually a little too arrogant..."

"Oh! Isn't Brother Lang arrogant? Two people who are so proud. Now that I think about it, I feel that they have a really hard time..." Lunzi thought so in his heart, but he said nothing. He just put his arms around Mu Man and gave her a solid hug.

As for Ai Hao, at this moment, he was truly in awe of Brother Lang, whom he considered a pure love idiot.

He felt that only a romantic man like his brother Lang could write such a wonderful work as a commemoration of their love!
But if we go back a decade or so, who the hell hasn't been a pure love warrior like this?

(End of this chapter)

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