Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 777 Those who play rock music are all talented
“And they'll come true, impossible not to do, impossible not to do.” (Dreams will come true eventually, and you won't be lost forever, lost forever)
"And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me." (Now I want to tell you loudly, you have my heart, please don't hurt me)

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, under the lens of Guo Li's Overlord Spear, Guo Sichu's hopeful look when he looked back at Bian Lang was clearly visible.

"Oh my goodness, if this photo were released, it would be enough to buy a square meter of room in BJ!"

But Guo Li was just thinking about it. If she really did that, she would never have the chance to enjoy wealth and glory in this life.

She wasn't the only one who saw it, Bian Lang, the person involved, also saw it.

In my previous life, I walked through a field of flowers without getting a single leaf on me. If I don't get married and have a child in this life to experience the stability of a family, then there's no point in traveling through time.

So, he was very conflicted, fearing that the same result would occur as Dong Youbian's!
He wasn't afraid of getting hurt, because men, when they get hurt, they become scumbags. He was afraid that if he kept being a scumbag, he would have the same mentality as in his previous life where he didn't want to get married...

Of course, he was even less sure whether Guo Sichu was testing him through the song or just trying to get his emotions involved!
“You’re what I couldn’t find. A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind; You’re everything to me.”
After hearing this, Bian Lang, who had withdrawn his thoughts, also joined the chorus:
"Oh, my life, Is changing every day, In every possible way."

"And oh, my dreams, It's never quiet as it seems, 'Cause you're a dream to me, Dream to me."

While singing, Dorothy's iconic short hair appeared in her mind, switching back and forth between red and white, and she was walking through the woods like an elf.

"Ah, da, da da da, da, la..." Guo Sichu did not participate in the last part. She sang freely on the stage like a little girl whose nature was liberated.

"Wow, that's Guo Sichu! Look, that's Guo Sichu! The real person!" At the entrance of the playground, the young lady who was accompanying the passenger managed to catch this last scene.

Because of Bian Lang's care, singers who come here to record songs often use his car, so the gate guard will not stop him. Now that he is here, no one will care. Today is an internal activity, and as long as you enter the gate, no one will stop you from coming here.

He has seen a lot, and his nonchalant tone of voice is not entirely fake: "He has ridden in my car several times, and he is very easy-going..."

It’s a pity that the young lady didn’t have time to listen, her mind was completely on Guo Sichu.

He didn't care about anything and, relying on the fact that he was a familiar face, he took the young lady into the venue, found a place to sit down, and sat next to Ding Ding and the others.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, you're here at this time. Looks like you've gained a lot tonight!" Ding Ding was just joking, but Zhao De Zhan treated him like a formidable enemy: "Ding Ding, don't talk nonsense. I've only pulled you a few times..."

Looking at the stage again, Guo Sichu bowed and left the stage, and Lun Zi and his friends went up again. A song called "One Hundred Thousand Hippies" made the nickname of Mr. Bian Erlang deeply rooted in people's hearts again.

Then the Rolling Stones came down and were replaced by Blooming Wild Band. After all, as the main guitar teacher, Ding Tong had to go on stage to show his real stuff.

But they didn't sing any songs, they just improvised. Old Ding must have been stimulated by Strauss and his friends, and he was so eager to win that the guitarists thought he had epilepsy.

Then it was Kong Liang and Dayong's turn to perform solo drums on the stage. The audience was delighted to see the two men stepping on the double pedals and swinging their drumsticks leaving afterimages.

We have seen many people competing in playing the qin, but it is rare to see people competing in playing the drum, especially when it comes to the level of Kong Liang and Dayong.

As Bian Lang watched, he recalled a scene very similar to this on the original Earth.

I can’t remember which year it was, but Luan Shu held a solo concert and invited Funky and Wang Lan to perform. Bian Lang still remembers the scene where the two of them played the cymbals and stood up at the same time.

"Funky is worthy of being the drum soul of Asia. I wonder if he is still singing "Roman Watch" with Wu Ningyue." But he is already over 60 years old. I guess he will just play some jazz in the future. Don't be like Lin Jiashu, who ended up having cervical surgery...

"When Brother Yong grows up a little bit, I will organize a solo concert for Bian Lang and let them have a good fight!"

The two of them only fought for two or three minutes, and then the bands present came on one by one, all mainly showing off their skills.

During the day, there was not much time to communicate with the people sent by the two schools, and Bian Lang happened to go over now. With Old Lady Yu around, Li Zhaolin couldn't even speak first, and could only wait and listen at the side.

"Looking at what you guys are doing makes me feel like I'm old and useless. I heard from Lin Qing that you don't have a composition class yet. With your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to start this class, right?"

“Teacher Yu, I am not from a professional class, so I really don’t know how to teach this! Besides, considering the current industry situation, I don’t think it’s very meaningful to offer such a specialized course. When there are more students in the future, it will be a good idea to teach it as an open basic course.” This is true. In both of his previous lives, Bian Lang was a self-taught person, and in this life, his university teacher is still sitting next to him, calling himself a mud player!

"That's true. Ever since the emergence of artificial intelligence, many ordinary composers have had trouble making a living..."

After meeting this person in the morning, Bian Lang did some research on his own and learned that Mrs. Yu was a composer. Many of her popular songs when she was young were written by her. She is now the honorary principal of Xinghai University. It is understandable that she feels a little sad when talking about this!

"When it comes to artistic creation, the human brain cannot be completely replaced. You don't have to be so pessimistic!"

Bian Lang thinks that with his own abilities and vision, he can't do anything about this kind of problem. Anyway, he doesn't know how to use AI to assist in creation, and the school doesn't teach it either.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. By the way, I heard from Lin Qing that it's good here. When you students graduate, if we need more talents for the expansion, we at Xinghai will definitely support you!"

Old Mrs. Yu looked at the expressions and states of the students tonight, which she rarely saw in the students of her own school. She had an extreme idea that instead of letting the excellent teachers in the school teach those ordinary students, 90% of whom just wanted to get a diploma, it would be better to lend them to the Rolling Stones to teach these people who love music 100%.

Those who graduated from the Rolling Stones but don’t have a diploma and would like to study here must all love music!
After Bian Lang thanked him, Li Zhaolin also spoke up: "Bian Lang, we are not a music college, and many of our teachers cannot compare with Xinghai, so we won't join in on this aspect. However, after all, we are close to each other, so I think the practice base thing is still okay."

Bian Lang is happy about this. Art students are like cattle and horses. Rolling Stone will accept as many as they come.

"Summer of the Band" is about to start recording again. The students of Yunnan Art Institute have filters, which are more suitable for them than those of other schools. Of course, the Rolling Stones may have treated them unfairly.

"Thank you, Dean Li. But do you have any teachers who are familiar with Yunnan's traditional musical instruments? We would like to have a class like this to introduce and teach them systematically. The class hours can be discussed."

Bian Lang did have the idea of ​​integrating and developing it, and Wu Hao had mentioned this to him privately.

"Yes, we'll contact you after we've coordinated..." After a few more simple words, Bian Lang went back to the stage. At this time, all the musicians in the band had finished their performances, and some of the guests who came to watch the ceremony couldn't just sit there. Huang Wei was also an old acquaintance, so she just pulled up her new pants and went on stage.

At this time, her agent also found Chen Shuting: "Sister Chen..."

"Stop! Huang Wei got an album at that time, just be happy on your own!"

"It's not about Weiwei inviting me to sing. Our company has just signed a few good ones. It's a bit difficult for us to hire various teachers to train them in BJ. I looked at our conditions today, and I wondered if there is any possibility of cooperation..."

When she heard that they were not here to invite her to sing, Chen Shuting was ready to chat with them: "Do you want to treat this as an idol training camp? Sure, we can let one sheep go and drive a flock of sheep. As long as the fee is right, we at Rolling Stone can accept it..."

Chen Shuting doesn't put the cost first, but the connections in the circle. If she becomes famous in the future, she will definitely mention it in the encyclopedia, and the reputation of the school will gradually rise.

Bian Lang and Lao Pan are both associative thinkers, but the investment cycle for education is too long, and there are other investors. As the housekeeper, she needs to consider these practical issues more.

This kind of crash course can really train a complete newcomer to look good in three to five months if they invite a few dance and body teachers from Yunnan Art Institute...

Then King Liu also felt like singing, and called Xie Xinyan and several musicians to go on stage, singing his old songs. Given the character that Bian Lang gave him, he was very careful and would never release a song before it was released.

Seeing a bunch of people coming on stage, Liu Po ​​was in a dilemma. Fortunately, Tao Xiaoyu invited her to the stage to sing Qin Linglan's old songs together, focusing on unity and friendship...

When he arrived at Qin Linglan's place, Bian Lang interrupted his conversation with the little witch and listened attentively.

"This sound is so mellow, it feels like a vintage red wine!"

Bian Lang didn't want to agree with the description of the little witch, because all the red wine he drank tasted the same, sour and astringent! The word mellow had nothing to do with it.

But the little witch's mellow words are very well said. It should be that the pitch of "Tears" given before was too high, which was not in the comfort zone of this mezzo-soprano's voice at all, so what song should be given to her? Bian Lang's answer is already obvious!

"It's not that easy to find someone you can talk to...especially after seeing so much betrayal..."

……

This opening ceremony lasted until half past ten and ended with everyone singing "Forever Young".

After the outsiders left, the Rolling Stones of course had to drink to celebrate. Although the Si Gu Chun Cheng store had not yet opened, it was already equipped to receive guests, except that there were no waiters. Fortunately, rock musicians are versatile, so two certified bartenders actually emerged from the Rolling Stones!

Half drunk, Bian Lang half collapsed on the bar, watching Mu Man and Xi Que busying around inside, as if he was getting to know the two of them all over again.

While rubbing the lemon and dipping the rim of the brandy glass in sugar, Xi Que told Bian Lang: "Brother Lang, I studied cooking in a technical school. I have certificates for chef, pastry chef, and bartender. I took the exams myself without paying any money."

"Then why are you playing rock music?"

Bian Lang wasn't too surprised, he just asked casually, but Xi Que's answer shocked him for a hundred years: "I started playing guitar in high school and never gave it up. Later, after graduating from technical school, I went to Zhenzhuang. One day after work, I saw three black men beating a girl... Then I was fired for offending WB. It was so fucking depressing. I went to Lao Tan's place to drink every day, and on Mondays I just hung out with everyone. Later, Tong Qi and I beat up a black man together, and then we formed a group to play together..."

"I underestimated you. Give me a glass of Unswerving and Unforgiving!"

"What is that? I've never heard of it!"

But all he could hear was Bian Lang humming softly: "Irreconcilable ice water, unyielding strong liquor, in all the difficult days, you have defeated him..."

"Ouch!" Before Xi Magpie, who was about to take out his phone to record the conversation, could even take out his phone, Bian Lang drank up all the Little Eagle in the cup in one gulp!
Originally, Zuo Dezhu wanted to take the young lady out for a drink alone, but the young lady wanted to find out more about the private lives of these rock musicians, so Zuo Dezhu had no choice but to shamelessly tag along.

Fortunately, his car is often used by Rolling Stone, and he is also a frequent visitor to Mid-Levels in the late night, so everyone is familiar with him.

As a result, the young lady went to hang out with Ding Ding and the others, while those who were able to stay stayed with the Dafeng Band and listened to everyone reminiscing about the glorious past!
Tang Dafeng: "I graduated from a medical school. If you dare, I can give you glucose even if you drink too much. Do you believe it?"

Bassist: "Come to think of it, I graduated from a teachers' college. I still have my teaching certificate, but I don't know if it has expired. How about I bring it to the school to get it hung up?"

Covered: "They say that all rock players are talented, and my guitar skills have broadened my horizons!"

Everyone liked to hear this, and then they continued to tease him: "Do you know what Zhang Ting did before? He was a serious high jumper, won the provincial championship, and had no serious injuries. He just couldn't stand his coach's corruption, so he reported it, and then he was fired!"

"Old Ding is the one with the real pedigree. His mother was a pillar of the General Political Department's Art Troupe!"

"Where's Tiger Lord?"

"The aircraft repairman reportedly dismantled the Flying Wolf and put it back together, but there were still a few dozen screws left, and it ended up getting opened!"

"Hahahahaha!"

A night of recklessness, absurdity and joy...

No one knew who took the lead in the end, but a large group of people started singing again: "Just so young, still so proud, with daggers in his eyes, refusing to beg for mercy... I will let you see that I will be a jerk until I am old, to the ends of the earth, waiting for you to smash the cup as a signal!"

Then the next day, Li Hao bought a new cup and hung a sign on the stage, which remained there for many years: "Besides Bian Lang, Yan Jing will sing "Forever Young"!"

(End of this chapter)