The drum kit is placed in the corner of the rehearsal room, and it is a very stylish instrument in itself.

Drums and cymbals of different sizes are arranged in an array. The black drum cavity is luminous, and the drum skin is white. Black and white collide, presenting a handsome metallic feeling.

Shen Yi always thought the drummer was handsome.

Song Yan who sat behind the drum set with sticks was even more handsome.

Today Song Yan wore a casual white shirt, which looked tough against the black and white background of the drum kit.

His expression when he was holding the drumsticks was similar to when he was discussing the arrangement with Lynn just now, he was extraordinarily serious, so he looked a bit serious.

Very big guy.

Shen Yi admired Song Yan's beauty for a while, took Song Yan's mobile phone not far away, the screen was still on the accompaniment playback interface, Shen Yi clicked on the playback, and took his own mobile phone to record.

The accompaniment started from the beginning, and Shen Yi followed in a low voice. During the period, he heard Song Yan beating the drums, stepping on the pedals, and plucking the cymbals, as if he was warming up.

Soon came the crucial sentence, which is a re-sung chorus.

Shen Yi's long beat is connected between the two choruses, bringing the emotion to the highest point.

This passage is difficult to sing, and there is almost no room for breathing in the continuous long passage.

With Shen Yi's current breath handling technique, either there will be an obvious intermittent in the middle of breathing, or there will be shortness of breath in the last three beats.

Song Yan asked Shen Yi to sing in the second way.

Shen Yi persevered desperately, and at the last three beats, he felt like his lungs were going to burst out of the song. He could barely finish the beat, but he was really short of breath.

At this moment, the drum sounded just right.

This song is called "Evening Star", singing about the stars at night and the people under the stars.

From loneliness to companionship, from confusion to full of hope.

The original revised melody is loose and melodious, more than graceful, but not powerful enough.

This string of drums, while catching Shen Yi's voice, infused the melody with a metallic texture.

Amidst the sound of the drums, the accompaniment completed the inflection and raised key without a trace, and came to the last chorus.

The emotion that has been brewing for a long time throughout the song finally explodes here.

The drums struck the heartstrings that had long been silent, and the songs illuminated the entire dark night like stars.

Song Yan's voice also joined in, harmonizing with Shen Yi's voice, like two intertwined flames on the sky, with distinct tracks, but merged into one every second.

Mu Xing Dian Dian, I have you with me.

The singing gradually weakened, the sound of the piano gradually faded away, and the song ended, and the sky was full of stars.

The two were silent for a while before looking at each other.

The singer needs to be fully committed when singing, especially this kind of lyric song.

Technique is the form of expressing emotion, and what impresses the audience is the rich emotion contained in the singing, so the singer must pay special attention to the drama.

Even though it was just an audition, Shen Yi still treated it with a 100% attitude, so that he couldn't fully get out of the emotion of the song at the end of the song.

It seems that Song Yan is too.

The phone was still recording, so Shen Yi took it off the music stand and pressed "End Recording".

This action is like breaking the dimensional wall, bringing both of them out of the aftertaste of the song.

Song Yan walked to Shen Yi and sat down: "Play it again and I'll listen."

So Shen Yi clicked play.To be honest, the combination of piano, vocals and drums is not very harmonious, but the version of the accompaniment Lynn gave is just a simplified version for them to get familiar with the beat. The actual accompaniment is dominated by guitar and bass, which is more band-like style.

The beating notes are like clouds and mist woven in the clear night sky, and the deep voice is like a bird hovering in the night, shuttling through the clouds and mist, light and beautiful.

When his voice was slightly lacking in strength, the drums sounded just right, like wind, like starlight, pulling the tired bird to spiral upward.

At the same time, the accompaniment raises the key.

Flowing clouds piled up, the moonlight smudged, and all emotions rushed to the highest point under the traction of drums, ushering in the last short and necessary pause——

The beating of drums was loud and the accompaniment resumed. The emotions that had been brewing for a long time finally exploded at this moment.

Flowing clouds and snow poured down, the moonlight unscrupulously soaked the entire night sky, and the birds broke free from their shackles and flew to a higher sky.

Song Yan's voice blends with Shen Yi's voice, it's hard to tell us apart, sometimes it's like the wind accompanying a bird, and sometimes it's like flying together.

Song Yan pressed the pause button: "How do you feel?"

"I think that part of the drum is very good." Shen Yi said, "My voice will appear thin in front of the band, and adding drum beats can make up for my lack of sense of power."

Shen Yi played it back a few more times. After the first time the overall feeling was amazing, he was able to pick out the details and find out the improvement.

"Teacher, can I have some ideas?" Shen Yi raised her hand cowardly.

The reason why he was so cowardly was because he felt that Song Yan was not a drummer himself, and he was already very good at knocking out such a paragraph. If he picks a thorn again, if the other party is more careful, he may simply get angry.

"Don't be so polite." Song Yan made a "quick, quick, quick" gesture with a smile, "tell me and listen."

"That's right, the current beat of the drum beat is big—big, big, big." Shen Yi tried to reproduce Song Yan's rhythm by clapping his hands and stomping his feet and talking, "I think we can adjust it like this?"

The children are really not academic, and often explain in their own language, without any musical terminology.

But the more this happened, the more Song Yan was surprised, because Shen Yi's sense of music was really natural.

The tempo he proposed is actually just a small change in one bar, but the effect changes suddenly, and the originally impatient drumbeat suddenly becomes lighter.

Song Yan habitually twirled the drum stick again. Many drummers can do this action, which is very handsome.Song Yan is not a professional drummer, but as soon as he picks up the drum sticks, he wants to spin it, so it's natural for him to be cool.

After Shen Yi finished speaking, Song Yan turned the drum stick and got up, and sat back in front of the drum set.

He really didn't want to understand why such a simple action would make the sentence "Fucking so handsome" pop up in his mind, followed by three bold exclamation points with jumping special effects.

Song Yan tapped again, with a serious expression on his face.Slender fingers hold the drum stick, and the knuckles form beautiful bends.It looks really pleasing to the eye.

My brother's hand is not a hand, but a weeping willow on the bank of Cambridge Bridge.

……

As soon as these words came out of his head, Shen Yiren was startled.Song Yan didn't notice it at all, and after knocking out the new beat, he asked Shen Yi: "Is this so?"

Shen Yi nodded, Song Yan seemed to be inspired by this drum, and happily continued to try the beat.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

According to the seniority of the two, Song Yan should have the final say on whether to let people in at this moment.

But Song Yan was still immersed in his own little world of drumming, and even sneaked out of his busy schedule to wave to Shen Yi and made a gesture of "you go", and Shen Yi responded for him: "Please come in."

Then the door was pushed open with a "click", and then a familiar voice sounded: "Yi-chan, come quickly and ask my brother to give you a loving hug. Brother, I miss you...I'll go."

Shen Yi turned around.

Song Yan looked up.

Under the four gazes, Shen Yi's treasure manager, the travel-worn Tao Zhihe stood at the door as if he had been hit by a fixation spell.

In the entertainment circle, people talk about seniority and status, no matter if they are with any artist, Shen Yi has no place to talk.

So obviously, when Tao Zhi heard that Shen Yi let him in, he took it for granted that there was no one else in the room, let alone that Song Yan would be there.

And it's a rare drummer form.

Tao Zhi, the 36-line agent, confronted Tian Wang unpreparedly, his expression instantly changed from carefree to bewildered and finally panicked.

He glanced at Song Yan several times, and after making sure he was right, he stammered for a long time and said, "I made a mistake, sorry!"

Then a 90-degree bow on the spot, then a 180-degree turn, and then a 360-degree rotation to go out.

The door of the rehearsal room slammed shut again.

Shen Yi: "..."

Song Yan:.

Song Yan looked at Shen Yi suspiciously.

Shen Yi smiled dryly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, this is my manager, Tao Zhi. I guess it's the first time he's seeing you, so he's a little excited."

Hearing this, Song Yan looked thoughtfully at the closed door, then turned his gaze back to Shen Yi.

Then there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your manager is quite similar to you."

Shen Yi: ...?

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-07-2411:09:18~2020-07-2511:32:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: aqinqin1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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