Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 812: Hidden Dragon

At this moment, Xie Xinyan on the stage raised his hand and made a virtual gesture, telling everyone that he was going to start singing.

In just a moment, the entire scene became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, which was a bit exaggerated, but at least there was basically no human voice. Only some ambient sounds of unconscious friction and collision from unknown things appeared, proving that this was not a static state.

Then the lights on the stage dimmed, and two spotlights illuminated Xie Xinyan and the band's guitarist Tommy. Then Tommy began to pluck the strings, and the guitar notes with a slightly overloaded tone floated out, weaving a single-note melody with a strong mix in the sound field of Hung Hom.

"Wow, sounds good!"

"Compared to that, the Crab King still has a lot to learn from Biansheng's arrangement!"

"Ayan didn't write all his songs before, so it's pretty good. But it's really hard to catch up with Biansheng..."

After only two bars of the prelude, Xie Xinyan's voice slowly flowed out with the accompaniment: "Your valuables must be kept secret... You hide on my body... Use the telephone cord to tie it to the sensitive back of your neck. You keep leaving it year after year, day after day, for my fingerprints..."

Earlier, Xie Xinyan said that he wanted to make it more rock-and-roll, and everyone thought that it would start with something like "Viva" or "Front, Back, Back, Left, Right", with high distortion at the beginning or a strong drum rhythm controlling the scene. No one expected it to be something that used guitar chords to propel the song forward.

The atmosphere is relatively quiet, and now with the lyrics, it gives people a sense of being a person telling a story to themselves. The audience is like the bystanders who have a God's perspective but cannot intervene.

Those fans who listened carefully to the lyrics now felt goosebumps all over their bodies, especially those fans who were not confident in their relationships, who felt their bodies trembling uncontrollably after hearing this. It was as if the protagonist in the song was themselves, and in front of so many people, Xie Xinyan was slowly revealing their true colors through the lyrics.

And this interlude is as clean as the prelude, as if giving them space to think, wondering what they should do if they continue?
Then the rhythm of the drummer hitting the pad comes in, like the sound of footsteps approaching in the silence, and the source of these footsteps is the other half that makes you love him or her madly but is difficult to control.

"Don't move, you big dust, quickly wipe your body with soap... Just like a necklace, stick to me obediently, we are clearly, destined to be together, there are only two of us in the universe..."

Hearing the second sentence, the temperament of the whole song seemed to have been finalized and seen through by everyone.

Wang Xianyu turned her head and stared at Bian Lang for a few seconds, as if to say, "How strong is your possessiveness in your heart to be able to write lyrics full of such morbid beauty!"

And if this is really what Wang Xianyu was thinking, then it is a bit too early to say it now. The lyrics that follow make people feel even more morbidly beautiful.

After another small interlude, Xie Xinyan's pronunciation speed doubled, but he still clearly imprinted every word into the hearts of music fans: "Giving you delicate blood vessels and exquisite facial features does not mean that you need to be public and conduct a trial...

Give you a pistol, but not bullets, it will communicate with you in a lingering way...

Giving you a pair of hands does not mean hugging them. Don’t hug them to the point of hysteria. If you do this, everyone will enjoy it. This is a promise. Do you understand?..."

As the lyrics progressed, many female fans at the scene actually felt a vague sense of suffocation.

If I close my eyes now, the image in my mind must be myself being tied naked to a reclining chair, with my neck being strangled by someone, but I don't feel fear at all, but rather even more excitement.

Because there is a face that is so handsome that it is licking your cheek with its tongue, and occasionally reading out warnings with strong love in your ear. If the owner of this face is Xie Xinyan or Bian Lang, then all this is true!
Looking at Xie Xinyan on the stage with a deadly aggressive look in his eyes, Wang Xianyu actually became a little afraid of Bian Lang. Because now she felt that it was not strange for Bian Lang to write these lyrics. What was really incredible was that he accurately chose Xie Xinyan to sing.

Whether it's appearance, voice or temperament, Wang Xianyu feels that this song and Xie Xinyan are a perfect match, no doubt about it.

At this moment, the "clanging" sound of the cymbals in the following interlude seemed to remind every listener: "Don't worry, the real climax is yet to come!"

As expected, what burst out along with the bass drum rhythm was no longer the narrative tone from before, but a more explosive atmosphere and tone: "Why do you use sweet words to prove that your mouth is useful? Don't think that staying with me for a long time will ruin your mouth skills... Why do you use your eyebrows and forehead to prove that your beauty is useful? Remember the latent dragon, don't use it. Do you understand this mystery..."

The female fans who had already had the picture in their minds now only felt that the big hand that had been strangling their throats had now moved up along their necks to their cheeks, twisting and squeezing their tightly closed lips to form a charming curve... The other hand was constantly stroking the tip of their noses...

The string music that had been introduced before, now without the suppression of the lyrics, infinitely magnified this dark and morbid beauty in various ways. The lights that illuminated the entire stage were like the two people who were previously in a closed space, now directly switched time and space and were suspended above the bustling downtown!

You can see the crowds of people passing by below, but no matter what happens here, the people below will not look up and pay attention to the situation here.

The sudden stop of the string music was like an order, causing all the people below to look up collectively, but all that could be read in their eyes was confusion.

The female fans whose minds were still filled with the scene now felt as if their heads were being pressed down by a large hand, forcing them to look into those blank eyes.

Then the dangerous warning sounded again in my ears: "You keep secrets like property, so you hide in my heart. How can I find you with my hands and feet? New life... From now on, stay away from me, I'd rather you not be human..."

The strings started again, and the images in the female fans' minds changed. They felt like they were being pulled back into the darkness. The dangerous yet seductive voice continued to speed up: "I will give you delicate blood vessels, exquisite facial features, and a beating heart...

Giving you a pistol and a bullet doesn’t mean you have to put them in someone’s chest… Giving you a pair of hands doesn’t mean you have to hug them, so you can’t help but be hysterical… I swear everyone should use them, whether they are useful or not, do you understand…”

The long interlude began with the rise and fall of string music. As the melody's motivation and direction became more and more elevated, all kinds of indescribable violent fantasies began to appear in the minds of some music fans.

Guo Sichu and Wang Xianyu turned their heads to look at Bian Lang at the same time, and both saw Bian Lang's profile with the corners of his mouth tilted upwards.

Wang Xianyu felt the devilish side of this man, a sense of danger and temptation coexisting.

In Guo Sichu's eyes, all he saw in Bian Lang was a halo so bright that it was blinding... In the last row of seats in the Huangzha VIP room, there was a woman whose face was tightly wrapped in a baseball cap and a mask. Although only her eyes and ears were exposed, her V-shaped outline wrapped in the mask and her pair of almond-shaped eyes, coupled with her long straight black hair tucked behind her ears, showed that her appearance and temperament were definitely good.

If you look closely at the skin that is only slightly exposed, you will find that the red flush has begun to boil under the whiteness. Perhaps she herself has not realized that her heartbeat is now infinitely close to 180.

The reason, of course, was Xie Xinyan on the stage and the song he had just sung!

All the things she didn't understand before, now all had answers: "It turns out that he is such a possessive man!"

She felt like she was sitting in the passenger seat of a sports car, and the past that had made her palpitate began to slide through the window like a slide show. The suffocating and dizzy feeling came over her, and she just wanted to escape!

Just as she was struggling to get up, a piercing guitar shriek pushed her back into her seat.

Then all the spotlights on the stage focused on Xie Xinyan. He leaned back with the swallowtail harp on his back, and as his left hand flew across the fingerboard, a solo in the style of Liujin came directly at the audience.

These tons of sound waves reached their climax the moment Xie Xinyan started playing the instrument, and the masked woman burst into tears at this moment.

In a hoarse voice that only she could hear, she called out, "Nicholas!"

The screams at the scene also reached their peak at this time! There were no extra words, only high-decibel screams!
Several people from Group M didn't leave either. They all wanted to stay and see what a big splash the comeback of this once-superstar idol could cause in this era.

The momentum released by the crab fans at this moment made them, who were already accustomed to the screams, feel that they could not bear the pressure brought by the screams.

The confidence that had already formed in his mind that the popularity of Group M could easily defeat the outdated Crab King completely collapsed at this moment.

As for the few people who suffered the most backlash, they have attributed the source of it all to Bian Lang.

If it weren't for Bian Lang, Xie Xinyan would probably still be in a kitchen somewhere in the world, with pots and pans as his companions...

If it weren't for Bian Lang, even if Xie Xinyan made a comeback today, he probably wouldn't have the confidence to tear off M's fig leaf on the spot!

If there was no Bian Lang, Xie Xinyan would not be able to produce such good rock works, and it would be even more impossible to have the current scene where he has such a strong aura and leads the audience of fans to overwhelm them to the point of suffocation!
"Bian Lang, you can enjoy your rock music in the mainland, why do you have to run into the muddy water of Hong Kong's pop music scene?" M's father was so angry that his back teeth were about to break.

If it was just the "car accident scene" incident of the M group mentioned above, he felt that the whitewashing of brainless fans, coupled with various small articles in the entertainment media, should be able to turn public opinion into a situation favorable to the M group.

The big boss won’t say much, and may even take sides and suppress Xie Xinyan, temporarily suspending or directly stopping the cooperation with the Rolling Stones.

But in this situation, even a blind person can see the value of Bian Lang to the Hong Kong music scene.

If Xie Xinyan can sing a few more songs like this, it won't be a big problem for him to become popular again, and it won't be a big problem for him to become popular in the Hong Kong music scene again. Once Xie Xinyan becomes popular, then veteran singers with strong skills such as Zhang Yaohong and Wang Xianyu will definitely follow suit.

Once these people regain the initiative, will the young people, whose musical tastes have been almost negligible due to them, still listen to those meaningless songs of M Group?

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to think any further, because if he thought further, it would be a problem of the change in the direction of capital.

As we all know, without capital, idols lose the resources and opportunities for continuous exposure! Without continuous high exposure, where does the traffic come from for idols to make advertisers pay sky-high bills? Without high exposure, where does the motivation to gain fans come from?

In the closed loop of fan economy, if any one piece is missing, the business model will collapse in an instant.

As for the fans at the scene, they were deeply immersed in Xie Xinyan's solo performance. When Xie Xinyan was popular, his guitar skills were good enough. Although he seems to be acting and cooking these years, he has never stopped practicing guitar in private.

Otherwise, for this solo part, even if Bian Lang broke the arrangement apart and fed it to him, he wouldn't be able to play it smoothly, and the opportunity for the highlight would have to be left to Tommy.

99.9% of the male artists in the audience would be furious after watching this scene: "Fuck! He's got it right again!"

But what can they do? Not to mention that they don’t have Bian Lang as a big shot to rely on, most of them don’t have the skills to do so even if they did!
Therefore, Lin Yaorong’s sigh at this time was absolutely correct: “Except for Yanzi, no one else can sing this song like Bian Sheng without this feeling!” He even passed over Bian Lang as the composer because he felt that if Bian Lang sang the lyrics, he would not be able to express such a strong desire for control and exclusivity, and probably would not be able to perform such a dark and morbid beauty on the spot!

These imaginary feelings are the key point that makes this song so popular.

Xie Xinyan, who was already immersed in playing and couldn't extricate himself, stood on the edge of the stage and madly teased the fans' nerves. Under his 20th-fret vibrato, the dedicated harmonies brought out the last climax together: "Why do you use sweet words to prove that your mouth is useful..."

When he switched from the main vocals to the rhythm strumming and returned to the microphone to sing, the progress bar of the lyrics just happened to be pulled to the last sentence: "I swear to everyone, to be happy to use it, whether it is useful or not, do you understand..."

The ending sound stretched out for several seconds, and Xie Xinyan returned to playing the main sound again, and began the solo ending with the coordination of the strings.

Bian Lang's mood also began to get confused with this ending, and he felt that there was another song that was very similar to "Hidden Dragon". But it was just missing this flash of inspiration, and it felt like it was covered by a rubber membrane that could not be broken no matter how hard it tried...

(End of this chapter)