Palm Idol

After the logistics staff adjusted the equipment, Jingxiang was the first to perform.

He took out a lot of his own effects pedals from the bag, lined them up in a row, and plugged them into the power supply connected to the Marshall speakers.

Jing Xiang's way of playing the guitar is very similar to his own impression. At first glance, it seems that he didn't hold the guitar properly at all, and casually hung it on his shoulder. However, the guitar is like his extended arm, being held He controlled it very well, and when he tapped with his right hand flexibly, he produced an extremely smooth rhythm.

After playing a slap, he seemed to be addicted to playing. He stepped on a certain effector to increase the frequency and changed another song. Tap the strings, the speed is extremely fast but there is no apparent disorder.

Lewis himself was not familiar with playing the guitar, but the relaxed look on his face showed that his technique was really good.

Jing Xiang seemed to be still in a state of excitement after playing, and shouted loudly on the stage while holding the piano: "Brother, what do you think?"

"You play pretty well." Lu Yiwen nodded in satisfaction, "How many years have you learned guitar?"

"Two or three years, mainly because I like to play at home when I have nothing to do."

"It's already very good to have this level." Lu Yiwen praised him again, and let the next person prepare to play.

Jing Xiang happily sat back in his seat, Jian She next to him glanced at him, but said nothing.

The next person was bass player Xu Lan. Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Lu Yiwen couldn't help calling again: "Xu Lan?"

"Ah..." Xu Lan stayed in place for a long time as if waking up from a big dream before saying, "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today...Maybe I can't play anymore..."

"uncomfortable?"

"Well... just, I have a severe headache and tinnitus..." Xu Lan said in a very low voice.

Lu Yiwen was a little puzzled. Although Xu Lan's face was a little pale at the moment, there was nothing wrong with following him all the way just now. Jing Xiang listened very carefully when he played, and he didn't see any abnormalities in his body.

But he said so, and Lu Yiwen didn't want to force people, so he asked Xiaomei to take him down to rest.

If Xu Lan was granted an amnesty, she hurriedly left with Xiaomei.

Bypassing Xu Lan, the next one to come on stage was Bai Zhiyuan, the drummer. He was the oldest of the four members. From the outside, he looked like a refined college student majoring in literature. No matter how he looked at it, he had nothing to do with drumming.

Fortunately, although his skills are not amazing, his hands are very steady. It can be seen from just a few back and forth that he has a very precise grasp of the drumbeat and rhythm, which is very qualified as a drummer.

At the final finishing touch, he flicked his hands forward and gently raised his head, but this movement suddenly had a hint of rebelliousness.

Looking at his smile, Lu Yiwen suddenly felt that he looked like a person, but couldn't remember who he looked like.

This trance caused Lu Yiwen to freeze his face for a few more seconds, and Bai Zhiyuan noticed it when he stepped off the stage, and couldn't help but a little more surprised in his expression: "Mr. Lu, I'm fine, right?"

"No problem, you played very well." Lu Yiwen came back to his senses for a while, and then asked after a pause, "Can I ask what is your motivation for joining Shejia?"

Bai Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment before hesitatingly said: "I don't have any motive, I just want to find a reliable company with a good reputation related to Jia."

"But it's not just our family that has a good reputation, right?"

"Well... I think Shejia has not been established for a long time, and there will be more room for newcomers to develop." Bai Zhiyuan replied cautiously, "Other companies may not be suitable for me."

This is not bad. In order to continuously welcome new cards in the game, the successful bands cultivated will eventually go out and set up studios independently. The same is true for the bands cultivated by Lu Yiwen before. Now this band is rarely seen in the plot. showed up.

It can be said that all his focus is on these few people in front of him.

Didn't ask anything, Lu Yiwen had no choice but to nod his head as it was over.

Finally, it was Jian She's turn to sing.

Maybe it's because he doesn't often sing in front of people, Lu Yiwen always feels that he seems a little nervous.The boy picked up a Gibson acoustic guitar beside him without saying a word, and started playing and singing along with the clear xylophone sound.

What Jian She sang was "Waltz in the Rain" that Louis Wen had just heard a few days ago, but unlike the finished version, the current version is at best the first version of the first version.

It may be because the accompaniment is only guitar, the boy's voice echoes in the empty practice room, it seems a little thin, but it is a little more realistic and moving.

He sang for a while and then stopped, holding the microphone lightly, with a faint look of anticipation in his eyes.

This is the first time that Lu Yiwen heard him sing in the game. Although he listened to the song released by the game operator before, he didn't associate it with Jian She at all when he listened to it, but thought of the famous cv.

But now, although Jian She's expression and voice in the game are still a little jerky, he unreservedly presents the same strong and sweet feelings in front of him, which makes his heart shake for the first time.

"Maybe he's well earned," he thought.

After listening to the performances of several people, Lu Yiwen said that he wanted to discuss future matters with them and asked them to move to the conference hall.

On the way to the conference hall, Jing Xiang grabbed the guitar with one hand, caught up with Jian She who was closely behind Lu Yiwen, and spoke to him: "Let me ask you, are you also from Ziyang No. [-] Middle School? Which class are you in?"

Jian She: "Class One, Senior Three."

Jing Xiang opened his eyes wide: "Class One!? Isn't that the class next door? I'm in Class Two, why haven't I seen you before?"

"I just transferred in this semester." Jian She said calmly, "I don't usually go to school."

"Transfer at this time?" Jing Xiang was very surprised. It will be the second semester of the third year of high school. At this time, there are very few transfer students, and the first class is an experimental class of their school. Even if they want to transfer, the head teacher will definitely agree. Card people.

"Ah, I have an impression." Jingxiang suddenly remembered something, "I heard from a girl in your class that there was a student in the first year of high school who skipped a grade to their class after half a semester. I went to school for a day, is that person you?"

"I don't know." Seeing Lu Yiwen walking farther and farther away from her, Jian She completely lost the intention to talk to Jing Xiang, and was about to catch up after a perfunctory sentence.

"Hey wait a minute, wait a minute." Jing Xiang chased after him, "If we are in the same school, we can go out to rehearse together in the future. I just heard you sing, and it seems quite to my taste, you know Well, no one usually goes to the small auditorium in our school..."

Jian She interrupted him: "Don't you have to worry about the college entrance examination?"

"I've come here to take the college entrance examination. My family has given up on me." Jingxiang said casually, "And I don't like studying, so it doesn't matter."

"You can go to the practice room and rehearse by yourself."

"Of course I can...wait a minute, that's not the problem!" Jing Xiang finally told the truth, "Then what, I heard from Miss Xiaomei when I came here, that today I will decide the direction of the band's development. Playing metal, I just can’t find a suitable lead singer. I think you can sing well, and you must be special when you sing with a black voice—”

Before he finished speaking, Jian She quickly walked away with Lu Yiwen.

Jingxiang: "..."

After a long time, he murmured, "It's so cold."

Even after singing the song just now, he was still smiling so happily.

Lu Yiwen took them to the conference hall, but the first discussion was not about the band style as Jing Xiang said, but about signing a contract.

Halfway through, Xiaomei brought back bass player Xu Lan, but he still looked very uncomfortable. After signing, he sat beside him clutching his stomach and remained motionless.

Considering that there is still a patient here, Lu Yiwen's words are quite simple and shocking, directly announcing that their debut live is scheduled for a month later, and before that, let them get used to each other and get more familiar with the environment with their seniors.

Hearing that it was only a month after her debut live, Xu Lan seemed to have even more stomach ache.

"Of course the album is also available. If there is no objection, I want Jian She to take charge of writing the lyrics and composing music this time first, and we will work on the arrangement together. It doesn't matter if you can't make it, just adjust the schedule when the time comes."

"So what, bro." Jingxiang raised his hand and asked, "What style is our band going to take?"

"You can decide for yourself, what do you think?"

"Then let's be a metal band!" Jing Xiang excitedly said, "Ordinary ones are so boring."

Bai Zhiyuan disagreed: "But, isn't metal music too niche? After all, we are an idol band, so we still have to consider the audience..."

"Then why not do it once in a while?" Jing Xiang refused to give up, "It doesn't have to be the same style every time, does it?"

"It's true that there is no need to have a style every time, and the band can't stay the same forever." Louis Wen said, "But until there is a fixed fan base, it's better to maintain a style and not make major changes."

"And I just listened to Jian She's singing, and I feel that his voice is not very suitable for singing metal. It is quite suitable for sad songs."

"This is good, and lyrical songs are easier to attract fans." Bai Zhiyuan was the first to agree, and he seemed to see that Lu Yiwen really wanted to engage in this style, "I have no objection."

"Sorrowful ballads?" Jing Xiang, who usually only listens to metal hardcore, looked blank. "What is that? I've never heard of it."

Xu Lan still wrinkled her face and covered her stomach, not saying a word.

"I don't know if you usually listen to folk songs or traditional songs," Bai Zhiyuan explained to Jing Xiang, "In fact, it is to make some adaptations of traditional songs, add some dance music, electronic music and other elements into it, so that the whole The tone of the song is not so heavy, and the soundtrack is rich-yes, it goes well with your guitar playing."

"Really?" Jing Xiang was dubious, "Electronic music, wouldn't it be better to have a keyboard?"

"It's okay to add it when composing."

After several people discussed, they finally turned their attention to Jian She who didn't express much.

After all, in matters such as style, it still depends on the composition and arrangement in the end.

"Yes." Jian She's voice was very soft, "Since Mr. Lu likes it, let's do this."

The author has something to say: I am afraid that everyone will misunderstand and explain here

In reality, there is no such genre of sad ballads, but as far as I know, some fans will call a kind of fusion songs such as "songs with a sense of time + modern dance music/electronic music" as ballads. I like this style of music very much. You can understand that it is a re-adaptation of a song like "The Sea", which is more in line with the current popular aesthetics.