Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 979 Even if the heavy rain turns this city upside down, I will still give you a hug.
The person in charge at Coconut Tree fell silent after hearing Bian Lang's words.

He felt that it would have been better if Bian Lang hadn't said that, because saying it might have meant he was going to have to go on stage.

But then he thought about it and realized that the Rolling Stones were the last band to perform, so he was relieved: "Anyway, it's the last show for them anyway. If they get pulled, so be it. We just need to figure out how to handle this situation."

"Teacher Bian, I believe we all hope that this Rolling Stone Music Festival can end successfully. If you can lead the whole audience in singing 'No Place to Hide' at the end, I will make sure the power is on properly, and even the King of Heaven himself won't be able to..."

"You are joking..."

"By the way, I heard from Mr. Liang that the sponsors for the 'Summer of Bands' tour haven't even started yet. I wonder if we can continue our cooperation?"

Bian Lang hadn't expected this person in charge to be so adept at finding opportunities, but he himself didn't feel comfortable offering any opinions. He was truly not good at business matters: "You should handle this with General Manager Liang. Talking to me about these things is really giving me a headache!"

"Teacher Bian is being modest. This doesn't sound like something someone who can lead a national team to compete for the World Cup theme song would say!"

No sooner had they finished speaking than the intro to "Jump" began playing on stage, naturally drawing everyone's attention...

Although it was already late at night, many people who were good at seizing opportunities were still awake, and Chen Shuting was busy replying to messages on both of her phones.

Chen Xiaohui was already fast asleep on the big bed, sprawled out on his back. Lao Mo, the night owl who stayed up all night drawing, was also keeping his wife company while she worked overtime, carrying his laptop.

Hearing Chen Shuting cough twice, Lao Mo got up to refill her tea and asked with concern, "The tour can't be rushed, let's talk slowly."

Chen Shuting took the black tea without looking up, took a couple of sips, and then explained, "It's not that simple. There are still performance invitations from several bands, and we have to coordinate various schedules. I feel that we have underestimated the influence of 'The Big Band'."

Lao Mo thought back to what Bian Lang had said to him earlier: "Sister Shuting will definitely be super busy after The Big Band ends, Lao Mo, you'd better do a good job of logistics then..."

At the time, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that even if someone was busy, how busy could they be? It was just... But now, seeing Chen Shuting's state, he felt that Bian Lang's confidence wasn't unfounded. And the comic book script...

“From now on, we have to pay more attention to whatever Bian Lang says. Shouldn’t you hire more people?”

Speaking of this, Chen Shuting smiled wryly: "Our people are not easy to recruit. These Gen Zers are really useful if you use them well, but if you don't, you can't keep them with income and benefits... By the way, how's the situation at Guorenzhi?"

Chen Shuting used to pay more attention to things, but now that Liu Xiubo has an editor in the industry overseeing things, she doesn't worry about it anymore.

"The sample issue should be out by the end of this month. We'll probably need to ask the big names at Rolling Stone to help promote it..."

They chatted and worked like this until around 4 a.m. Chen Shuting had fallen asleep on the sofa. Lao Mo tiptoed over her and covered her with a blanket, then leaned against her and fell into a deep sleep as well.

In another room on the same floor of the hotel, Bian Lang and Guo Sichu had just returned. After a quick wash, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

When Bian Lang woke up, it was already noon. He glanced at the barrage of messages on his phone, but he had no desire to read and reply to them all.

He picked out the family members to see first, and when he saw Bian Lan, he asked him what time he would arrive at the venue. Only then did Bian Lang remember that Bian Lan had brought the Qilin Big Mouth Tea pop-up tea pavilion with him. For these pop-up tea pavilions that span thousands of kilometers, making money was secondary; the main purpose was to leverage the crowds and influence of the Rolling Stones Music Festival to start attracting sponsors nationwide.

Thinking of this, Bian Lang immediately called back: "Sis, are you there? Is there any food over there?"

The ambient noise from Bian Lan's side was quite loud: "Yeah, come over and grill tofu over a fire... Hey, why is it raining? Monkey, hurry up and tidy up the tables and chairs outside!"

Although it was raining, the festival staff weren't too worried. Rain at the beach this time of year comes and goes quickly, and it doesn't last long. Besides, the sky will be clear again after the rain…

When Bian Lang and his team arrived at the scene, the rain had subsided considerably. By the time they reached the Rolling Stone Music Camp, all the booths were ready to open for business. This time, Ai Hao was still leading the team at Xi Biqi, and everything at the booth was set up in an orderly fashion. As for the record sales, Zhu Yanshou had the young Zhang Wei come along to take charge.

Nan Feiyan didn't come; after all, the ingredients and broth for rice noodles are quite troublesome, and Sister Lang's fried chicken and Da Kou Cha are enough to meet their needs. As for barbecue, that's Bian Lang's little kitchen.

Although the phone call said that Bian Lang should come and light the fire, when Bian Lang arrived, the monkey had already lit the charcoal fire. The meat and vegetables were clearly separated. The main thing was that the tofu could not be brushed with oil, because brushing it with oil meant that only evil cultivators could do that. Bian Lang's meticulousness was absolutely uncompromising when it came to turning the tofu.

Nuozhen started the show at 2 PM. She had already been enjoying free food and drinks at the Rolling Stone camp. After practicing in those variety shows, the three sisters had developed a strong stage presence. Zhu Wei took over as bassist.

Speaking of Zhu Wei, she was quite the special forces member at this music festival. Although she didn't have a regular band with her, many bands without a regular bassist contacted her, including Face, who was added at the last minute.

When they saw Bian Lang and Guo Sichu arrive together, the group of girls greeted them and then gave up their seats for the two of them. Everyone knew that Bian Lang was prone to flipping things, so Xia Ruobing directly gave up the control room she had been hogging for a while to Bian Lang.

"How are you three doing? You have more songs this time, and you also have your own fans coming to support you. Are you nervous?" Guo Sichu's tone when she asked this question now contained not only the identity of a senior artist, but also the air of the boss lady of Rolling Stone.

However, none of the girls felt uncomfortable because of their identities: "We are a little uncomfortable, although it's not our first time on Rolling Stone, not many people knew us last time. This time, we met fans who came specifically to support us during rehearsals."

After Xia Ruobing finished speaking, Guo Sichu shared her experience of performing on a big stage for the first time: "I was even more nervous than you are now when I held my first concert. When your Sister Liang saw my legs trembling, she gave me a shot of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) before I went on stage..." They chatted for only a dozen minutes before the rain started to drizzle again. The group moved from the gravel ground to the top of a container with a canopy. This spot was reserved for Bian Lang and his colleagues at Rolling Stone Music.

The rain didn't last long, but it still left some small puddles on the ground. Bian Lang turned his head and saw the distant buildings and Guo Sichu, who was right next to him, reflected in the water.

Bian Lang thought it looked really good, so he took a picture of it with his phone.

Seeing that he was taking pictures of the puddle below, Guo Sichu smiled and asked, "What are you taking pictures of? Let me see!" Bian Lang immediately handed over his phone.

To the other girls, this scene was incredibly sweet. Who knows how many secrets people of Bian Lang's stature in the industry might have hidden on their phones? They would never show their phones to just anyone, not even their closest and most trusted confidants.

Guo Sichu looked at her reflection in the puddle and smiled, "Looks like your art student genes haven't changed at all."

As she said this, Bian Lang felt a voice in his head saying, "You know, even if the heavy rain turns the whole city upside down, I will give you a hug..."

Just then, Bian Lang saw Magpie and the others come in, so he called out, "Magpie, bring the guitar up so I can use it." Magpie knew something was up as soon as he heard that: "Coming right away, after you finish singing, sign the title of the new song on the guitar!"

Before the magpie could say anything, the girls and Guo Sichu hadn't even realized what was happening. Now that they did, they quickly took out their phones to record a video.

Guo Sichu was filled with anticipation, believing that the song was definitely written for her.

Bian Lang didn't even need to recall anything before starting to sing; he simply strummed a C chord intro and began: "This is a simple little love song, singing about the twists and turns of people's hearts. I think I'm very happy when I have your warmth, the air around my feet seems to swirl..."

"Little Love Song" was written by Wu Qingfeng when he was a junior at National Chengchi University in Taiwan. At that time, Wu Qingfeng received a notice from Vivian Hsu that she wanted to collect his songs. He wrote the music when he walked down the Fan Building on the main road of the National Chengchi University and reached the steps of the College of Communication. He then completed the lyrics at a restaurant.

Because of a story that deeply moved Wu Qingfeng at the time, he quickly completed the song's composition, which took him about ten minutes in total. He even shed tears while recording the song.

Bian Lang doesn't have his unique voice, but singing it with his natural voice has a different flavor: "This is a simple little love song, singing about the white doves in our hearts. I think I'm very suitable to be a singer, youth is floating in the wind..."

"Bian Erlang, you're really something!" Guo Sichu's thought had barely crossed her mind when Bian Lang, missing a beat, launched into a climax: "You know, even if the heavy rain turns the whole city upside down, I'll give you a hug... I can't bear it, seeing your back as you come, I write down my sorrow, a lament that feels like an eternity..."

As the song progressed, Magpie's hand, which was holding up her phone, began to tremble slightly: "These sentimental lyrics, Brother Lang can really write anything! If Guo Sichu sang this song, wouldn't she win a Golden Melody Award?"

The song "Magpie" has a similar feel to other songs, and for a time, it was considered a mainstream street song on Earth. In 2007, it was nominated for Best Song of the Year at the 18th Taiwan Golden Melody Awards, and Wu Qingfeng won Best Composer for it. That same year, the song, which was also chosen as an insert song for the film "Exit No. 6," received a nomination for Best Original Film Song at the 44th Taiwan Golden Horse Awards.

The emotions expressed in the song are truly the kind that can melt your heart the moment you open the door:

Even if the whole world is held hostage by loneliness, I will not run away because I cannot escape. In the end, everyone will grow old, and I will write down the castle where time and music intertwine...

Bian Lang still used some of Wu Qingfeng's singing style, using his true voice to softly sing and show the gentleness of nasal resonance.

It's a consensus among Earthlings that this song is difficult to sing, with a vocal range of one octave plus a minor third, and the highest note being A4. This may not seem difficult, but the key challenge Wu Qingfeng overcame in singing "Little Love Song" lay in mastering the technique of singing softly with his true voice.

This song has a fresh and cute style, requiring a high degree of gentleness in the vocal timbre and an extremely relaxed state. Bian Lang can't achieve the former, but extreme relaxation is not a problem for him.

However, the pitch is too high for male voices, while it's about the same key or slightly lower for female voices. From a vocal range perspective, "Little Love Song" is more suitable for male singers. However, female singers tend to have less vocal pressure, making it difficult to achieve resonance. Male singers, on the other hand, have a higher vocal range and experience greater vocal cord pressure, resulting in more intense emotions.

Therefore, the challenge of singing this song well lies mainly in the vocal range rather than the breadth of the intervals.

Although Bian Lang's singing wasn't very good, he believed that if Guo Sichu sang it, it would definitely be another classic version of Water Blue Star!

If Guo Sichu uses both mask resonance and nasal resonance, she can indeed sing in a style similar to Wu Qingfeng's, with a fresh and clean feel.

The main characteristic of this genre is its use of the softness of a high-pitched voice and the overtones of a specific vocal cavity as its core. It is essentially a unique timbre favored by a minority. The core of its beauty is not a certain timbre technique as we usually understand it, but rather the unique and easily recognizable authentic sound expressed in each lyric.

Of course, Bian Lang will definitely have to change the song and sing it in a rock style.

So during the second verse, Bian Lang's strumming became more forceful, and his voice began to have a grainy quality. It was no longer a soft whisper of affection, but a passionate confession with a rock and roll vibe. It was as if he was interpreting the long-hidden feelings of youth in this song in a more powerful way, like a senior student standing at the other end of the playground, shouting all the love in his heart to you.

This is what Guo Sichu is thinking about this song now. She feels that it would be perfect if the two of them could sing this song together on stage this time, given the two completely different interpretations.

Bian Lang's voice carries a sense of story, yet retains a youthful spirit, as if pulling you into his world in a noisy crowd. It's as if a strong hand is guiding you through wind and rain, making your heart beat at its highest as you run, your emotions surging.

Ultimately, this doesn't feel like a love song secretly whispered in your heart, but rather a declaration of courage and conviction: "I love you, and I want the whole world to know."

As she listened, Guo Sichu began to fantasize: "I really wish I had a Bian Lang like that during my youth, wearing a white shirt, standing on the stage and singing to me, 'Even if the heavy rain turns this city upside down, I will give you a hug'..."
(End of this chapter)