REMIX

"wrong."

I double-checked that the playlist was correct, but I really didn't expect her to choose this song, so I had to throw the question to myself, "Are you sure it's this song? You can sing pop."

"can."

She answered quickly without appearing disapproving, and she was a trustworthy girl who never joked about such things. "I think I should try something new, too."

"Goodgirl." I patted her on the shoulder and borrowed the lyrics to read.She pointed to the bar where Fatty He was busy, and said to me, "I'm going to say hello to Boss He."

"it is good."

Although I said so, this temporary decision is still a bit sudden to me.When I think about facing a crowd of people on the stage, even familiar guests, I don't know how Qiao Xinxin overcomes the stage fright. Anyway, when I think about it, my feet start to feel weak, and my hopeless symptoms attack in a second. I can't wait to take back the promise just now, and continue to serve my plate in obscurity.

Seeing that the seats around me were getting more and more full, the more I thought about it, the more nervous I became, and I walked back to Li Qianlan, who I had just abandoned, and squeezed him to sit down, shaking my legs and said, "Damn, I'm a little panicked. "

He ignored me, his eyes were fixed on the densely packed audio samples in the files on the laptop screen, "Look at you, you can't get in the living room and you can't get out of the kitchen."

I was suddenly angry, "Who said I can't get out of the kitchen... No, who are you talking about?"

Suddenly someone hit me on the head from behind. When I saw it, Fatty He came over at some point, stroking the back of my head like a dog, while smiling respectfully, "Haha, behave well, my dear disciple."

I dodged to the side and said bluntly, "Hehe, wait until I go up to embarrass you."

Li Qianlan held the computer with one hand and hugged me with the other. She could give full play to her professional quality here and explain the mixing process to Qiao Xinxin: "Many of the remixes we heard were background sounds or dry sound samples of other songs. , mixed with other Beats, for example, we often hear the beat beat at the entrance of the two-dollar store..."

The time has come.

I went through a lot of hard work to stabilize my two legs, and followed Qiao Xinxin to the side of the stage. On this short road that could be rolled over, I completed the process of putting the hood on the flat-brimmed hat and lowering the brim of the hat. The whole set of guilty conscience; she went to the stage to give me the microphone, seeing my virtue, she couldn't help laughing, she rarely smiled, and probably thought I was too frightened, "Don't be afraid."

"Yeah." I nodded stiffly.

She reached out and tugged at the brim of my hat, "You're handsome."

"……what."

I couldn't help but glanced down the stage, a beam of white light hit my face impartially, forcing me to turn around, she held my shoulders tightly with both hands.

"You let them know," she said, "even if no one can see your face, let them know you're here."

"You are unique and irreplaceable."

When she finished speaking, the music started.

"I'matapayphonetryingtocallhomeI'm at the phone booth, convincing myself to go homeAllofmychangeIspentonyouI've spent all my coins for you

Today is different from the past, she is wearing a pair of washed white jeans, a V-neck sweater, two straps passing above the collarbone, her black hair is tied high, revealing her white and thin neck.It's not a lyrical rock with a slow rhythm. Qiao Xinxin's first opening song broke the original comfortable and lazy atmosphere. The tone became more and more mature, and even regained the feeling of why He Ge was performing here.

Once the atmosphere was hot, I was also encouraged by the clear and high-pitched voice. I guessed that someone had noticed me, but I was safe under the brim of my hat and I could sing.

I am here and can be heard.

It needs to be heard by more and more people.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was exaggerated and warmed up. By the second half of the song, I had completely forgotten the previous fears. They evaporated like the haze attached to the surface of my body and disappeared. With just a little effort, I did get.

The moment the overhead light turned on me, I saw the light.

"Manfuckthatshit hey dude

I'll be out spending all this money while you're sitting around wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothing Andall of my cars start with the pushupa button Telling methechancesIblewuporwhateveryoucallitSwitchedthenumbertomyphoneSoyounevercouldcallit

I couldn't see the expressions of the people in the audience. They were concentrating on chewing the words I knew so well. I don't know from which sentence someone whistled. It seemed to be led by He Fatty. Afterwards, it all turned into cheers. As the drumbeat symbolizing the end reached its climax, Qiao Xinxin's voice joined mine, and people stood up and applauded one after another.

"If happy ever after didexist I would still be holding you like this I would still be holding you like this All those fairytales are full of shit

I can't believe it's my best singing ever.

It is smoother than any previous practice, and even those words that always like to get stuck have become extremely well-behaved, as if they grew out of me.

I don't know why I am so happy, like a panicked rebound before going on stage.

But this is just an episode tonight. I am a waiter, and I have to do what I should do after singing.However, when I walked through the drinkers with a plate, I could feel the sight of kindness, not disgust, not ridicule, not pity, but because of interest, and a little curiosity with appreciation.

But I'm really not used to this kind of attention, and I kind of regret taking off my hat.My hair is full of sweat, just after being rubbed by He Gu and Li Qianlan for a long time, all the branches are messy on my head, and there are a few tufts hanging down, it looks like it needs to be trimmed.

Actually, I don't want to do anything now, I just want to be happy for a while.

Or give Gong Junye a call.