no ambiguity

The Funk style played by the slow train this time is sudden stop percussion, a kind of black music. The chords of this performance form are relatively single and suitable for improvisation. It mainly relies on the harmony of drums and electric bass to produce a strong rhythm. .

Before the competition, Qing He had a serious discussion with Ye Xilin. There was no other reason for choosing Funk. The main reason was that they were the only ones left in the team. On the one hand, other styles were not easy to arrange, on the other hand, the stage effect had to be considered, and the guitar had to be weakened. , highlight the bass, Funk has become the best choice.

And the most important point is that Funk has too much personality, simple and brisk rhythm, distinctive features, freedom, flexibility, and easy to drive the atmosphere of the scene.

Because of the late start, the domestic public does not have a comprehensive understanding of rock and roll, and the stereotypes are too deep. They think that rock and roll is rebellious and rebellious, but it is not the case. Rock and roll styles are changeable and wide-ranging.

At present, white music is more popular in domestic rock, such as punk and metal, which were played before, and the performance scene is more formal, which is more in line with ordinary people's perception of rock.However, black music, such as reggae, jazz, and funk, is relatively small.Take the bands participating today, less than one-fifth of them belong to the latter.

As for why the minority is, in the final analysis, it is related to the cultural base.Different from Europe and the United States, domestic music aesthetics is more inclined to melody and lyrics. Funk is too "loose", the lyrics are simple, the melody is not complicated enough, and the emphasis is on rhythm.

The two chose funk without any disagreement. First, they wanted to make more advanced things in a simple style and try to break through. Second, they also wanted to better adapt.

Slow Train has been established for two or three years. At the beginning, it has never given a fixed style to the band. It has never limited itself. It has always tried to try new ways as much as possible, but it may be that the mentality is wrong, or the pressure of life is too much. Heavy, always almost something.The keyboard player resolutely left, and Jiang Zi never looked back, leaving the two of them even more confused.

Qinghe is a little tired of the current state, trying to break through this boundary, no longer rock for the sake of rock, but to do something "alternative", more loyal to life.

Funk is the best way to interpret life.

Slow Train tonight's track is "Followme" (follow me), a pure English song, with only a few words of lyrics, roughly in "Iwantyou" (need you), "Iwanttobeclosertoyou" (want to be closer to you) and "Youdrivemecrazy, Iloseallmylogicsonyou "(You make me crazy, you make me lose my mind) These three sentences are connected and circulated.

When Qing He wrote this song, he basically returned all the English he had learned to the teacher, and the words and sentences were all filled in. Anyway, if there is a key that can rhyme, it just needs to mean that.In the adaptation this time, she kept the original lyrics, and almost made drastic changes in everything else, which is no different from rewriting a song.

Because her calf was still swollen, she also changed her stage performance during the morning rehearsal. It was supposed to be interacting with the audience, but after the change, it became interacting with Ye Xilin, focusing the overall visual effect on the stage.

When she first went up, Qinghe was actually a little nervous, after all, there was someone sitting below, this was the first experience for her, and she always felt uncomfortable.

Wen Ning was sitting just below the stage, leaning on the judges' chair, among the crowd. She was still wearing the same v-neck skirt during the day, so familiar, and the dim light could not hide her charm.She is the focus in the crowd, and it is difficult to ignore her.

Holding the microphone with his right hand, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Wen Ning from the corner of his eye, Qinghe then said the usual opening sentence and became calm.

"We're the Slow Train Band."

""Followme", dedicated to everyone."

The audience cheered and immediately applauded.

When the audience fell silent, Qinghe began to beat the time with his hands, which was short and brisk, like a blank space on a piece of paper, and first gave the audience and judges a memory point.

Then Ye Xilin played the drum stick to cooperate with it.

clap - clap -

slap - slap - slap -

A group of four beats lasts about a few seconds.

Then Qi Er joined, another group.

Drums kick off and hit the beat, followed by bass and guitar.

Qinghe is good at slap and tapping, and her skillful skills are far enough to cope with this game, and she can stand on stage with ease.

The scene was driven by the beat, and the audience's response and cooperation were good, and they were able to keep up with the rhythm.

The layering of the prelude is clear, from simple to complex, all thanks to the cooperation of Qing He and Ye Xilin, followed by the verse part, and then the chorus.

This section is the small climax of the whole song, Qinghe lead singer, Ye Xilin sang duet, and Qi Er made harmony.The duet between the two was very exciting, the interaction was outstanding, and it was very flavorful. Qinghe sang "Iwantyou" (I need you) with a slightly hoarse voice, and Ye Xilin sang "wantyou". The same sentence sang different meanings.

The friends in the audience and the "lover" on the stage, the short sentences reveal infinite intimacy and ambiguity, the tone is brisk, but the atmosphere is hot, just like this boring and depressing night, two extremes.

With no distractions, Qing He threw away those messy restraints, and sang the lyrics into a whisper.

For professional musicians, the performance needs to be indulged in. It is impossible to sing without emotion. You must immerse yourself in this atmosphere.Bass has a narrow range and deep timbre. Her voice is sexy, with unique enthusiasm and agility, just like the hot and dry climate of G City all year round.

After the chorus, there is an interlude, bass solo.

Qi Er continued to beat the beat to drive the scene, Ye Xilin tapped the drum stick, and both of them were supporting her.

Then there is the chorus, the bass and the drums echo one by one, and then it ends.

The whole process is smooth, neat and beautiful, with double enjoyment of hearing and vision.

The audience in the audience responded very well, and a little girl led everyone to call their team name.

The air conditioner did not cool evenly, and the cool wind could not blow to the stage. After the performance, the three of them were a little hot, especially Ye Xilin, who struggled to play the drums, interacted and harmonized, and was so tired that his neck was sweating.

Ye Xilin came out from behind the drum set, Qinghe stretched out his hand to give this person a hand without even thinking, Ye Xilin suddenly smiled, turned around and pulled hard, hugged her in public, then let go, then hugged her again Check it out.

This move is so natural, it is often like this between teammates, just to celebrate the success of the performance.Qing He accepted it without any grievances, Qi Er also smiled stupidly, and rushed over to hug Qing He imitating the example, the group got along very harmoniously.

The audience in the audience was booing and shouting, let him dive.Qing He's calf was still swollen and she couldn't jump, so Qi Er did it for her in the end.

For the score of 136, Qing He didn't expect it. It's not that they didn't believe in the strength of the slow train.

As soon as the score came out, Kong Yin, who was still watching at the scene, was also stunned. No one thought that this would be the case. He thought that the first place was safe, but he had already overwhelmed the visual department before, and he knew that he had killed the slow train halfway.

Deng Heng's face was dark and his face was gloomy. The manager next to him even widened his eyes. First he was surprised and then angry.He looked unkindly at the judges on the stage, looked at He Yuying, as if he was going to ask for an explanation, why it was different from what was arranged.

However, none of the judges on the stage gave him a wink, and He Yuying took the lead in applauding, talking to the people next to her in a low voice, with a smile on her face.

The other bands guarding below also exploded. These people have long been dissatisfied with the high score of the empty tone. At this moment, they finally have the strength to overwhelm those who make small movements. , not only echoing and supporting the slow train in the audience, but also using this method to ridicule an unruly band.

A bass player in the line booed: "Improv! Solosolo!"

The young people followed suit and had to let it go for a while.

As soon as the host came to the stage to announce the scores, he was immediately confused by the enthusiastic atmosphere, but his good professionalism made him react immediately, and then eased a few sentences and asked Qing He for his opinion.

Qing He didn't get entangled, she nodded, and an impromptu speech came at her fingertips.

The solo is over, and the host will lead this paragraph with a few words, and then the judges will comment.It was He Yuying who commented on the slow train, and the big singer still has two brushes, from the arrangement to the visual effects, every link is analyzed clearly and logically.

Qinghe didn't say much of these words, her mind was on the person next to He Yuying.She tried not to pay attention to someone, but she still couldn't help but glance over from the corner of her eye, taking a sneaky look at Wen Ning.

Wen Ning was too calm and expressionless. I don't know if he didn't like the rock scene or what.

This person had reacted like this before, no matter how wonderful the performance on stage was, she would at most applaud, very indifferent.

Qing He didn't expect the other party to cheer him up, but when he met the man's gaze for a moment, he felt nervous for no reason.

Wen Ning was looking at her without any scruples, as if no one else present existed.

Don't look away, Qinghequan will not feel it.

The review took only two to three minutes. In order not to delay the subsequent performance sequence, the host sent the slow train off the stage to welcome the next team.

The three of them went on the slow train, and someone from another team came over. The young man who had dinner with them yesterday was so excited that he quickly pulled Qing He over.

At the end of the competition, the slow train did not come out on top, and an aesthetic post-punk band behind them surpassed their score, 140, and won No.1 in one fell swoop.

The live performance of that band was indeed excellent, and the audio-visual feast it presented was not inferior to that of a slow train, but after all, it was the electronics that moved the judges' hearts better, and their performances were more layered.

If there is no external influence, under normal circumstances, the top three in this competition should be aesthetic post-punk, slow train, and dark horse visual system. Unfortunately, the dark horse band failed to make it to the top three, and did not even make the top five.

No.3 is an empty tone, the fourth is a British rock band, and the fifth is a hard rock band.

Although it is a bit regrettable that they failed to get the first place in this kind of small competition, but facing the No. 28 bonus, the three of Slow Train are still very satisfied.It's not a regular game, getting the money is the most important thing.

8 yuan may seem like a small amount, but it is not easy for an unknown band to earn [-] yuan. One night of singing in a bar can cost thousands of dollars if the market is good, and hundreds if the market is not good. If you work two to three nights a week, don’t I have to prepare for various performances and competitions during my free time. This is still an optimistic situation that does not involve my own work. In fact, it is even more bleak.

According to the band's agreement, Bawan will reserve 1 yuan for the band's daily expenses, and Qing He and Ye Xilin will share the rest.Of course, the two of them would give some more to Qi Er. After all, he had destroyed a guitar during his trip, so he had to give him a sum of money to replace it with a new one.

The awards ceremony is relatively straightforward, without so many complicated cutscenes, the competition party is very good at things, and has got everyone's minds. The first three "gold" medals are awarded, and the prize money is gold.

After the host's introduction, the judges came up to present awards to everyone.

Wen Ning was among the pedestrians.

He Yuying gave the prize to the first one, and she gave it to the second one.

Qing He straightened her back, pretending that she didn't know this person at all, and finally, after receiving the medal, she pretended to say, "Thank you."

Not only that, she also stretched out her hand, pretending to be nice to others to show politeness.

Wen Ning shook hands with her calmly.

She was dishonest, and quietly brushed the other's warm palm with her fingertips.

Wen Ning grabbed her fingers at this moment and squeezed them tightly.

Her heart missed half a beat, how could she have expected Wen Ning to do this, and there were still a bunch of people watching on the stage.She was restrained when she failed to play tricks, she was as honest as a quail, and immediately became low-key, only dared to raise her eyes and stare at Wen Ning, dumbfounded.

Wen Ning was not in a hurry, not afraid of others finding out the clues, he raised his eyelids and looked at her, his gaze swept over her astonished face, then he let go, and said in a steady and normal tone: "Congratulations."

The wife and wife pretended to be like that. If others don't know, they really can't see the problem.

Qi Er on one side didn't know the truth, seeing Qing He shaking hands with Wen Ning, he hurriedly reached out and greeted Wen Ning with a smile.

Wen Ning also shook hands with him, but ignored Ye Xilin on the other side.

After the awards were presented, there was a group photo, the award-winning band took a photo together, the judges and the band on stage took a photo together, and then all the bands took a photo together.

The award-winning bands were photographed in order of ranking, the slow train was next to Kongyin, and Deng Heng and Zhou Xi were standing on Qinghe's right.

If it weren't for the camera in front of him, Deng Heng's expression could hardly be maintained. He looked at the front with a smile on his face, but when he tilted his head, he lowered his voice and said to Qing He: "Don't be too complacent, Xiao Sai That's all..."

Qinghe never argues with dogs, but she will not allow such self-deprecating things to act wildly in front of her. She looks at the camera with a beautiful and natural expression. After the filming, she looks back indifferently Said: "You also lost the small game, didn't you still not win?"

Deng Heng's expression suddenly became embarrassing, as if he had been slapped severely.

Zhou Xi in the team heard the conversation between the two of them clearly, and immediately elbowed each other secretly, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, don't say a few words."

Qinghe didn't bother to talk to them, but Qi Er was not used to them, and lowered his voice and cursed: "Idiot——"

The voice was not loud, but it happened to be able to be heard by those two.

The atmosphere on the stage was tense, the two bands secretly fought, and the audience was harmonious. The security guards couldn't stop the excited young people, and some people rushed up.

The scene was chaotic for a while. In order to prevent accidents, He Yuying was taken away after the group photo was over. All the judges also left quickly, and only the staff remained.

All the bands left one after another, went to the waiting area, and tried not to stay here.

The three of Qinghe left the arena with the main force, and went to the back to find Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming went to help with errands. During their competition, this kid went to the backstreet to do the things Qing He had asked him to do.

Different from their competition, Zhang Ming's trip this time was not smooth and he got nothing.Ask him what's going on, and he will tell you one by one.

"I didn't find it, those people ignored me, and the doors were closed."

"All closed?"

The kid scratched his head, not knowing how to explain it for a while, and it took a while to explain the cause and process clearly.

The police have already been to the back street. The landlord reported to the police that it was a burglary. The police came here tonight to collect evidence and took away a band.But there was no way to know the specific details, and the onlookers were unclear, and Zhang Ming was even more confused.

"Which band was taken?"

Zhang Ming thought for a while and said, "You all know the group of people you met in the bar last time, the one with the tattoo."

Qi Er was surprised, "They? Burglary?"

Zhang Ming made a dumbfounded "ah", indicating that he was not very clear.

Ye Xilin frowned, thought about it carefully for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"They don't seem to be on stage tonight, and they haven't seen anyone."

Qinghe didn't watch the scene very much, and stayed in the waiting area most of the time, without knowing about it.Qi Er suddenly remembered that the performance order of the tattooed men's band was just behind the Dark Horse Band. They really didn't come.

Before Qi Er had a fight with the people in the dormitory until he went to the hospital, he didn't call the police in order not to affect the game, but now there is a sudden burglary, the span is too big.Thinking of all the details of the past two days, Qing He was startled, entering the room... Could it be Qi Er's dormitory.

The other three also slowly came to their senses, linking these two things together.

With no vengeance, and without offending these people, why did they smash Qi Er's guitar?Is it just because Ye Xilin rejected the perverted man's heavy-tasting request, so the other party has a grudge?

Shouldn't be.

Qi Er cursed and muttered in dialect, very angry.He didn't even eat the celebratory barbecue that he had agreed to, and he rushed back, his anger almost reaching the top of his head.

This night is destined to be restless, even more noisy than last night.

Before Qi Er went to the front desk to ask for clarification, two comrades came from the police station to collect evidence and take Qi Er, a victim of interest, away.

Qinghe and the others ran along to see what was going on.

The landlord and front desk personnel are there, the staff of the competition are there, the tattooed man, the perverted man and his teammates are also there, and the police comrades are doing their due diligence to deal with the problem.

It was a perverted man who broke into the room and wrecked it. This man refused to admit to the crime of theft. He only pleaded guilty to one crime, which was that he climbed over the wall and broke into the room and destroyed Qi Er's guitar.The perverted man is quite responsible, he never drags his teammates down, and takes all responsibilities on himself. At this time, he is very loyal.

Deliberate destruction of property, this kind of thing is neither big nor small, if we really want to deal with it, we must start with the amount of property and whether the circumstances are serious.Qi Er's broken guitar is worthless, a few thousand small, and I bought it many years ago. It is unnecessary and troublesome to pursue it as a criminal case. What the police comrades mean is that they should be punished for violating public security management, fined, and fined. A private settlement was made, and the money that should be paid was paid. As for the amount, the two parties negotiated on the spot.

Qi Er couldn't control his temper, and when he heard the perverted man's confession lightly, he was about to rush up to fight, but fortunately, Qinghe stopped him in time.

What the perverted man said must be false, whoever believes it is stupid, just because he can't understand others, so he didn't hesitate to cut the opponent's guitar strings before the game, this kind of thing can't be done by a teenage kid, how could So no brains.What's more, everyone is playing music. Cutting guitar strings is really bad. It's not that the deep hatred cannot reach this point, but the reason is that no one knows if he doesn't say it.

The two parties finally reconciled, and Qi Er couldn't bear it anymore. When negotiating compensation, he asked for [-] yuan, and refused to retreat no matter what.This guitar is a token of love, not an ordinary object, but his wife's love.

The police comrades were sensible and mediated again and again, and finally the perverted man paid [-] yuan.The lead singer of the band over there was quite sensible, and decided to finalize the result, helping the perverted man to advance the money.

It was early in the morning when we left the police station, and when we returned to our place of residence, the tattooed man and others packed up their things and left overnight. Qinghe and the others still went out to have a meal together, all of which should be comforted.

A group of people went to eat on the street, and happened to pass by a metalcore band, and then met two bands that had socialized with each other, so everyone got together to get together.

The more Qi Er thought about it, the more angry he became, scolding the perverted man while eating.

Someone who knew the perverted man expressed his surprise and revealed a piece of gossip.

The perverted man and the others would have been invited to perform at a large music festival after this competition, but this afternoon the organizer directly announced that they would be kicked out of the invitation list, and there would be no further cooperation in the future.

Thinking about it is really miserable. For a band that intends to rely on performances for a living, the weight of a large-scale music festival performance is definitely not light. Many bands will not get this kind of opportunity from establishment to disbandment. Cooked ducks can fly , This blow is much heavier than losing 1 yuan.

Qinghe and the others didn't know these things, Qi Er barely calmed down, but still angrily cursed "serve it".

This article can be regarded as temporarily turning over, everyone has left, and it is unknown whether they will meet again in the future.After eating enough barbecue and drinking enough wine, the group went back to the dormitory.

The next day was still hot, and other people packed up their things and left one after another. Qinghe didn't go back to Nancheng with Ye Xilin and the others, and ran away with the excuse of going to meet an acquaintance.

Wen Ning came to pick her up in yesterday's Porsche and took her to the hotel she had booked.

The hotel is in the center of the city, more than an hour's drive from the industrial village.

It's comfortable to hang out with the big boss, Qinghe has no spine, went all the way to the hotel, took a bath first, and left everything behind.

As soon as she got on the bed, Wen Ning grabbed her ankle, not letting her retreat, and gently touched her bruised calf.

She was wearing a towel loosely, put her legs on the other side, and groaned.

"Pain?" Wen Ning asked.

She propped her elbows on the bed and leaned her waist slightly, "It's a little bit, it's not very painful."

Wen Ning didn't ask how it hurt, as if he knew it already.

Intentionally or not, Qinghe put her feet on the man's lower abdomen, rubbing her smooth insteps, which was not proper.

Wen Ning picked her up, and she wrapped her arms around the other's back shoulders, pressed her face against Wen Ning's fair neck, and asked knowingly, "Why are you..."

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the heavy curtains couldn't block the strong light.

Wen Ning put his hands behind her back, brushed away the wet ends of her hair, stroked them repeatedly, "Are you tired these two days?"

Feeling the warm breath in her ears, she tightened her arms a little and rested her chin on the man's shoulder, her mind drifting away.

"Fortunately," she said, and paused, "Everything in the team is done by Xilin, and I didn't do anything."

"Ye Xilin?" Wen Ning leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.

She hummed and explained casually: "My team..."

Wen Ning blocked her lips, and swallowed all the unfinished words.

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