The whole group of rebirth will accompany me to abuse the villain [Entertainment]

When Xia Yun's band finally made some achievements, Yin Yan was being overwhelmed by reality.

Yin Yan and the others joined a record company. However, the market was already sluggish, and they were following the niche route of heavy metal. Even if they released a few records, the response was mediocre.

After a while, Xia Yun and his group used lyrical rock to bring a different voice to the Chinese music scene, which sparked heated discussions.

In order to cope with the market, the record company decided to let them copy this path, and even overcorrected, strictly prohibiting writing songs that attack reality, and for each album, the number of love songs should not be less than nine-tenths of the total number of tracks.

The originally stubborn and irritable teenagers were unwilling, so they rushed to the company immediately and made a big fuss. However, due to financial pressure, they couldn't pay the liquidated damages, so they had to bite the bullet and make music they didn't like.

On the one hand, Yin Yan was relieved that Xia Yun's career was thriving, but on the other hand, he was anxious about the situation of his regiment.

Originally, he got along with the members delicately, and it can’t be said that it’s not good, but their personalities and ideas are very different. Except for Yin Yan, the others all scoff at pop music, especially lyrical songs. Every time they mention it, they must ridicule some.

In private, Yin Yan has written many lyrical rock songs, and was caught by Xia Yun once, and immediately received a lot of praise.

Xia Yun inadvertently asked: "Why are these songs not used in your group? Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity to waste everything."

When pulling back the manuscripts and putting them together, Yin Yan said with a smile, "It's confidential within the regiment, and outsiders are not allowed to inquire about it."

Hearing this, he rubbed the other person's head vigorously in disbelief, but Xia Yun didn't care, and really stopped asking.

How should Yin Yan tell him—my team members hate this, and they can't just create according to their personal preferences?

He had no choice but to stay up for a few days and nights, racking his brains to write those heavy metal styles that he was not good at.

However, since the company's strict regulations, the teenagers are not only impulsive, but also gradually lose interest in music-the rehearsal group basically doesn't come, the album is also stuck in time and the work is sloppy. Just talk about love.

Only Yin Yan was alone, sitting in the training room all day long, looking at the only guitar in the empty room, his eyes were confused.

In the end, there was no dramatic plot, just a group of arrogant teenagers who didn't make any achievements. After repeated scandals, they annoyed the company so much that they left the company until the contract was terminated.

That day, the members of the troupe got together, except for Yin Yan, who had always been taciturn, everyone scolded the entire music scene.

In the end, forget who said it, let it go, in this era, you are not allowed to have rock dreams at all.

Xia Yun was so busy that it was dark, but the moment he got the news, he hurried back and knocked on the door of Yin Yan's house eagerly.

After not seeing him for a few days, his Yin Yan had thick dark circles and red eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Xia Yun, I don't think I can write songs anymore."

Under Xia Yun's gentle persuasion, Yin Yan finally chose to join the technician group.

Since then, I have lived in a place that is very close to my dream, but very far away.

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In this life, facing Yin Yan's nervous and longing eyes, Qiao Yixian asked softly, "Do you want to join too?"

"Yes." Although he hesitated, Yin Yan replied quickly. At the same time, he glanced at Xu Yuchi beside him without leaving a trace, and immediately frowned.

Pretending not to catch a glimpse of the guy's stiff face, Qiao Yixian leaned back, put his hands on Ji Chen's shoulders naturally, and said, "This year's students are really enthusiastic. Last year, Ji Chen and I made a small advertisement all over the campus. Nobody wants to come."

Hearing this address, Ji Chen turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, looked at the corners of the lips of the person beside him, and dared not move his shoulders that felt the heat.

"But, unfortunately, we only need two guitarists." Putting his arms down, Qiao Yixian spread his hands, "I'll discuss with Senior Ji Chen, find a chair and sit down, wait a moment."

As soon as the words were finished, he turned his neck and pretended to be whispering while others were not paying attention. He leaned closer and breathed softly into Ji Chen's ear.

The whole body trembled, and Ji Chen suddenly pulled the distance away, maintaining a serious look, and lowered his voice: "What are you doing?!"

Blinking at the roasted red meat in front of him, Qiao Yixian said innocently, "I see you are distracted, help you get your attention back."

"That's why you are so perverted...violent?" Ji Chen looked disgusted, and his heart exploded into fireworks.

"No way," Qiao Yixian said with a smile when he saw that his goal was achieved, "I can't help but be rough with your face."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Ji Chen didn't know what was wrong with this guy today, and he didn't dare to continue the conversation.

So, he changed the subject: "How are you going to select?"

"Let them play any piece of music they want." Qiao Yixian paused, "According to my observation, the elementary school boy who has a crush on you will lose."

"...Who has a crush on me?"

"That's the one, a novice elementary school student who can't hold down chords with his left hand and is not proficient in picking strings with his right hand." Qiao Yixian was clearly smiling, but there was a coldness in the ending, "If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and called the two people who had a harmonious atmosphere and the one who was lonely.

Qiao Yixian spoke slowly: "Senior Ji Chen decided that before the selection, he should ask a few questions first. Everyone rush to answer and give the answer within two seconds."

"Reminder, as the signboard of the Guitar Club, senior Ji Chen's information should be handed out and circulated as a brochure, please recall it quickly?"

"..." Senior Ji Chen, who was inexplicably blamed, stiffened his neck and looked at the serious nonsense guy, not knowing where to start complaining.

"Remember, this is a bonus item. Students who are not very proficient in guitar should seize the opportunity." He glanced at someone nonchalantly, "Question one, which high school did senior Ji Chen graduate from?" ?”

The other two looked stiff, always feeling that they had gone to the wrong set. After five seconds of silence, Xu Yuchi hesitated and said, "X high?"

"The answer is correct, but if it takes more than two seconds, it will be invalid." Qiao Yixian tried to maintain a serious face, "Second question, which brand of guitar does senior Ji Chen like the most?"

After [-] seconds of silence, Xu Yuchi hesitantly said, "XX card?"

"The junior has a future." Qiao Yixian encouraged, "The third question, what is the constellation of senior Ji Chen?"

"...XX." Xu Yuchi always felt that something was wrong, but after all, his piano skills were not good, and the intention to join occupied his mind.

"Birthday?"

"December XX."

……

The two asked and answered each other, and secretly competed with each other. They spoke faster and faster, and many words came out of their mouths before they had time to think.

In the end, Ji Chen couldn't bear it anymore, covered Qiao Yixian's mouth, smiled apologetically at the two juniors who were out of the situation, and then glanced at Xu Yuchi without leaving a trace, and then looked away.

The other party was not annoyed, but stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly on the palm of his hand. Ji Chen shook his arm and let him go, with an unnatural voice: "Ah Xian, don't make trouble."

Licking his lips, Qiao Yixian smiled unabated: "Let me tell you, that guy is your little fanboy, and he almost saw you through before."

Coughing awkwardly, Ji Chen lowered his voice: "How do you know?"

"I'm very good, I can read minds." He tilted his head towards the other party with a serious face, "You have to be careful, I may have seen through the messy things you think about at night."

"...what am I thinking about tonight?"

Returning a meaningful look, Qiao Yixian didn't answer.

Turning around, the teasing expression disappeared again, and he was sincere: "The ones just now were used to make fun... You were all too nervous at the beginning, is it better now?"

The words "No, I'm more nervous" were written all over the faces of the three of them.

"Seriously," the smile broke, Qiao Yixian said seriously, "We are both amateurs, so we are not qualified to discuss who to choose. It just happens that there are many people who want to join, so I hope that each other's choices can be more prudent .”

Pursing his lips, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be suppressing something unspeakable: "I hope you are not just a whim, but really love music. If possible, I want to stay with the right person Son, let more people hear the voice of this orchestra with the instrument in hand."

"Okay, that's the end of the scene." Taking a breath, Qiao Yixian's lips curled up again when he raised his head again, "The fit of the orchestra is very important. If everyone wants to convey something completely different, it is difficult to integrate ...Then, such a regiment has no value in continuing to exist."

"So, you can play any piece of music later, don't get too entangled, you can do anything." Leaning back gently on the back of the chair, Qiao Yixian's eyes brightened, "Play what you want to express most with the guitar .”

"Hey," when the three of them were getting ready, Ji Chen nudged Qiao Yixian, who was humming, "you not only wrote the song last night, but you also typed up the draft of the speech? Otherwise, why did you just open your mouth? Listen! It makes my blood boil."

"...I was diverting my attention," Qiao Yixian said in a low voice, blocking it with his palm, "otherwise, how can I explain why you were suddenly taken as a test question just now?"

Ji Chen didn't want to answer the conversation—he finally realized what it meant to dig a hole for himself to jump into.

However, he hesitantly glanced at the young man who was strumming vigorously on the opposite side, but he still couldn't remember how long he had seen this person.

Not long after preparations, Xu Yuchi came forward with his guitar on his back, as if he wanted to seize the opportunity again.

The two calmed down and looked around with serious faces. They saw Xu Yuchi was so nervous that he was staring at the neck of the piano, carefully pressing the basic chords. The only bright spot was probably the smooth strumming of the strings with his right hand.

He played a very classic piece, but it can only be regarded as an entry-level piece. Fortunately, there was no mistake in the whole process, and the sound he swept out was also very stable.

The younger students who were scattered all over the place before heard the music, and they also joined in the fun and gathered one after another.

After the song was over, everyone whispered and applauded——

Although the applause was sparse.

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Thank you little angels >3