singer and bar owner

"Yo, what's wrong with your feet, why are you limping."

It was another contestant, Zhao Ke, who was talking, and it was fate. They met each other in the last game. After chatting for a while, Zhao Ke said that he used to be a resident singer at Shili Street, and he resigned after graduation. Now Work as a teacher in a training institution.

Xu Dengdeng rubbed his ankle and felt a sharp pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I sprained just now."

He looked through the open door of the lounge and saw Bunyan walking by with a cigarette in his mouth, probably noticing his gaze, and turned back to look at him, showing a somewhat pleasant face disgusted smile.

Xu Dengdeng glanced over and found that smile extremely annoying, so he raised his right hand and gave him a provocative middle finger.

Bunyan snorted coldly, then stubbed out his cigarette outside, walked towards him step by step, kicked the chair where Xu Dengdeng was sitting, and kicked the chair in parallel Half a meter away, the chair wobbled and almost fell to the ground with Xu Dengdeng.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Zhao Ke helped the chair, quickly grabbed Bun Yang, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to record in a while. There are so many cameras, what are you doing!"

Bun Yang looked down at Zhao Ke, and said coldly, "Mind your own business."

He shook his hand, and all the people in the room looked at him immediately. He looked around, brushed off his wrinkled clothes, looked at Xu Dengdeng again, snorted, turned and went out.

Zhao Ke stroked his chest, "I almost thought he was going to punch me. This guy doesn't look easy to mess with. Do you have a grudge against him?"

The corners of Xu Dengdeng's mouth drooped, and he frowned and stared at Bun Yang's back, almost wanting to make a hole.

"Who knows what kind of wind he has."

When Xu Dengdeng came to the stage with a limp foot, the host said a few words of caring to him, which eased the atmosphere, and then Xu Dengdeng calmed down, and forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart just now.

When he opened his mouth and began to sing, Yu Fan, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head.

Yu Fan flipped through the program list, his eyes stayed on the words "heating dust" for a long time, his fingers were tightly clenched, and he stared at those words for a while before raising his head.

In the sparse but clear applause, it was Zhang Yuan beside him who applauded first.

"I haven't heard the original singing, but the moment you speak, I think this song should be like this."

Xue Geng also gave his evaluation, "This word is well written, why have I never heard such a good song before."

A thin layer of sweat broke out in Yu Fan's palms, and he was a little proud. He looked up at Xu Dengdeng with a somewhat complicated look.Xue Geng was still talking eloquently, trying his best to find the shadow of that person on Xu Dengdeng.

"Yu Fan, what do you think..."

"Yu Fan..."

It wasn't until Zhang Yuan pushed him lightly that he was startled and suddenly came back to his senses.

I also want to know that after this episode is broadcast, his black fans will definitely laugh at him for not being serious about his work.

He crossed his fingers, held his chin, and asked softly, always polite, "I want to ask why this contestant chose this song today."

Xu Dengdeng glanced at his rival in love, although he tried his best to avoid dealing with him, but in a room, everything was unavoidable.

He coughed twice, scratched his head, and was a little shy, but he still replied truthfully: "Heating Dust is my favorite band, and the lead singer Olbers is my idol. To sing this song "Circus" today, actually It’s also my tribute to my predecessors.”

Yu Fan chuckled, that smile was very light, very shallow, and very beautiful.

"You have great vision and good strength." He said so.

"But he's the best, nobody can beat him."

He rubbed his fingers, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Xue Geng turned his head and asked Yu Fan with a teasing smile: "It seems that Yu Fan has heard the original song."

Yu Fan smiled noncommittal, and glanced in Xu Dengdeng's direction vaguely.

Xue Geng looked like he didn't mind watching the excitement, so he suddenly looked at Xu Dengdeng with great interest and said, "By the way, don't tell me, I really want to see you and the contestant in front..."

"Bunyan." Zhang Yuan reminded him aloud.

"Yes, just the handsome guy in front. I really want to see the two of you collaborate together. Both are singers with such strong personal styles. I don't know what kind of sparks will collide with each other?"

Xu Dengdeng froze, and the hand holding Mai trembled.

I'm going...with that lunatic?

When Bunyan came on stage, the two shook hands and bumped shoulders.

The moment he let go, a red mark was clearly left on Xu Dengdeng's hand.

Xue Geng asked them excitedly: "Did you two know each other before?"

Xu Dengdeng glanced at Bun Yang, shook his head resolutely, "I don't know him."

Bunyan didn't say a word, just shook his head, and it was time to answer the question.

Xue Geng let out a long "Oh" and looked at him with interest, "Are you two interested in playing a band together? If you two work together, the effect must be very experienced."

Before Xu Dengdeng could speak, he heard Bun Yang say with great disdain: "I'm not interested."

The director pointed the camera at Bunyan, and Bunyan looked up at the camera and said, "I'm used to being alone."

Xu Dengdeng was very annoyed, thinking: who cares about partnering with you.

Bunyan's face was morbidly pale, but his eyes were sharp and unforgiving. The corners of his lips curled up, pointed at Xu Dengdeng, and said with some disdain: "He, I'll give you a harmony voice." don't want."

Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate, the eyes of both of them were burning, and they were about to fight, but no one wanted to stop it.

It's not like I haven't encountered such an arrogant person before, and the small bar in Tongcheng has also been provoked by others, but at that time, Hulan blind cats and the others were protecting him, and it was never his turn to stand out. If you are arrogant, Xu Dengdeng's blood will boil.

He resisted the pain in his ankle, and stomped on the effector twice.

He looked over provocatively, and a string of notes flowed out from his fingertips. Bunyan first smiled, his face looked a bit gloomy, but he was handsome.

With a movement of his fingertips, the bass in his hand made a stunning sound, and the sound of the low-frequency bass directly pulled the overall tone of the electric guitar towards black metal.

Xu Dengdeng couldn't help frowning, but no one told him to stop.

The distortion sound of heavy metal is shocking.

Bunyan at this moment is scary, perhaps because of the unique violent atmosphere of metal music on his body, and even the way he looks at him has become extraordinarily oppressive. His fingerstyle is very fast and has a strong sense of rhythm. The riff sounded.

For a moment Xu Dengdeng seemed to know why he disliked him.

He rolled his eyes, okay, metal, he understands.

Hard rock and heavy metal have always been difficult to distinguish. From the perspective of rock history, metal split from rock and gradually grew stronger. In terms of classification, it still belongs to the category of rock.

But with the development and growth of metal music, some anti-rock tendencies gradually appeared in metal music.

Everyone will think that their styles are similar and he can understand, but they are really different.

He was obsessed with metal for a while when he was in the second grade, and later found that in the metal circle, there are a small number of people who always have a kind of ghost worship, and the overall tone is relatively dark. There are frequent news of suicides in metal bands, and even some bands just rely on it. famous.

When he was listening to metal at that time, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the emotion of the song, which was not necessarily a good thing, or because his friends noticed something wrong with his emotion, he realized that the penetrating power of this kind of music was too much. strong.

It was Zhang Yuan who called to stop in time.

Everyone looked at them together, Xu Dengdeng moved his hand from the strings, looked back at Bunyan, and sighed.

Hey, everyone is considered a minority now, and the minority still looks down on the minority, isn't it too fussy?

Xue Geng narrowed his eyes: "If you don't stop, I feel that "Xun Sheng Wang You" will be renamed Xun Sheng Da You."

As soon as Xue Geng said this, there was a burst of laughter, and the host hurriedly came to the stage to discuss the process.

It was already midnight when the video recording work was over, but everything was not over yet. After a few hours of rest in the hotel, they started the video recording for the next day in full swing. I am already very tired, but I still have to cheer up and wait for the instructor to announce the promotion list.

Xu Dengdeng called Yan Xian that night.

Yan Xian asked him, "Are you nervous?"

Xu Dengdeng lay on the bed and turned over, "Nervous, can't sleep."

Yan Xian smiled and said, "You're so nervous in the first test? It's useless."

Xu Dengdeng let out a "tch" and complained in a low voice: "You don't know, there is a super annoying person among the contestants."

"What happened to him?"

Xu Dengdeng said angrily: "Didn't I sing a song that heats up the dust? He said that I am not good at aesthetics. Isn't this obviously picking on me? It pissed me off."

Yan Xian paused, got out of bed and opened the curtains, leaned against the window and looked sideways at the twinkling stars outside the window, and the cool breeze came in through the gap of the window.He exhaled, and gave a short laugh,

It feels good to have someone who takes care of you wholeheartedly.

"Maybe how many people laugh at the heating dust behind their backs. You can't get angry once you see it. Be good, sleep well." He comforted Xu Dengdeng like this, as if this would heal the wrinkled and indifferent immature self.

Xu Dengdeng hummed twice, then said in a low voice, "I can't sleep, my feet hurt."

Yan Xian said "Huh?" and raised his voice, "Why do my feet hurt?"

Xu Dengdeng pulled up the quilt and covered his head, found a random reason, and said in a low voice, "I stepped on the effector when I was angry."