silver sea

That day's "Blueberry Night" was burning in all directions, the camel singing, Lao Bai's solo, and the newly emerged young bass player and the drum that matched him almost flawlessly...

Perhaps because it was too close to the speakers, Qiu Sheng had to slightly cover his ears with his hands to reduce the burden during the nearly two-hour performance.Everyone around them got carried away, screaming and singing along to Rotten Apple's classic track, Qiu Sheng was immersed in it, and before howling a few words, he was completely conquered by that unremarkable bass.

He'd never heard such a good bass live.

Maybe it was because he hadn't seen the world, but at that moment, Qiu Sheng firmly believed that the bass player in front of him, who didn't even know his name, was just like...

Like a god, high above, with compassionate and indifferent eyes.

Skills aside, the relaxed and always calm typhoon made him seem to be cut off from the bustle forever. There was a small transparent door, half-open, but no one could get close without his permission.The lead singer is very good, the guitar is very good, and the drums are also very good, but Qiu Sheng feels that only the bass can fall into his heart.

He didn't know if the bassline was written by this person himself, at this moment - if the music could be visualized, Qiu Sheng thought, he would have been dazzled long ago.

A sense of presence, inspiration, and a vague sense of superiority.

Although the bass player only said "Don't push people" from the beginning to the end of the performance, his nimble fingers, his facial features and expressions submerged in the dividing line between light and shadow, his left foot beating slightly...

"I despise these people at all."

Qiu Sheng felt that the bass player must have thought so.

Qiu Sheng kept watching Bei Si for two hours.

It was fun to catch that bass, like chasing moonshine fragments on the sea, drifting from east to west.Even knowing that all the pieces put together are no more than one ten-thousandth of the "Moon Rises from the Sea", I still can't help but want to take a closer look...

What's the bassist's name?It doesn't matter anymore.

Qiu Sheng thought: I will stand with him sooner or later.

Two minutes after 11:30, lead singer Luo Tuo announced the end of today's performance, and the bass player couldn't wait to put down the piano and go backstage.It seemed that he didn't miss the upcoming activities at all, and he didn't want to enjoy the admiration and admiration that the music fans were about to pour out. Qiu Sheng looked at his back—soon to be invisible—and found that the corners of his eyes were wet with excitement.

He suddenly remembered that the self-righteous music and arrangements he played before were not worth mentioning in front of this performance.

It was also crowded when I walked out of the blueberry night. When I entered the door, the sun had just set and the sky was still a little bright.But now, the street lights are turned on, and the performances are still going on in several bars farther away.

Fresh air scrambled into his lungs, he took a sharp breath, and then coughed violently.

The wind blew past, and Qiu Sheng shivered inexplicably.He looked down for no reason, and found that his clothes and pants were soaked with beer, which he hadn't noticed during the performance just now.

"Damn..." Qiu Sheng scolded with a smile, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Julie.

But it was quickly changed to texting. He felt that the woman was probably going to the backstage now, to practice the bold words she was so excited about before the performance.

For a moment, Qiu Sheng hoped that she would be rejected like her little sister.

"It's so bad." Qiu Sheng secretly disliked himself.

After sending a message to Julie saying that he was gone, Qiu Sheng returned the same way.

A street away from Lanhua Lane, the food stalls on Guangming Road are still open, emitting bursts of food aromas.The nightlife in Xicheng District is rich. Qiu Sheng imagined the deliciousness of barbecue and crayfish, but finally chose to give up.

The bus and subway were out of service, so he hailed a taxi and reported the address.

Twenty minutes later, Qiu Sheng familiarly took out the spare key from under the flower pot and opened the door of Gu Qi's rented house.

Gu Qi has been living in this basement since graduating from school last year.With very small bathroom.The rent is cheap, and it is close to the urban area. The only fly in the ointment is that it is a bit humid in April and May, but he is not there except for a few occasions when he comes back to sleep. This defect is completely acceptable to Gu Qi.

After Qiu Sheng turned on the light, he didn't see Gu Qi in the crowded basement. He didn't know where to do odd jobs again.After washing his face casually, Qiu Sheng stretched his legs on the sofa.

When lying down, I felt trembling all over, even the sofa kept shaking.Qiu Sheng knew that it was caused by neurasthenia. He was too tired and needed to rest, but he couldn't change it. As soon as he closed his eyes, the short interlude from an hour ago automatically sounded in his ears.

The interlude is a perfect combination of bass and drums, and the bass melody seems to vibrate with the floor under your feet.The bass player's fingering is clean and delicate, and the subtle combination between each note can really be heard. For a moment, it almost overshadowed Bai Yanhui's guitar sound. He was the protagonist for a few seconds, and then retreated to the back.

The sense of presence is too strong, at least Qiu Sheng can't be ignored the whole time.He leaned on a cushion and sighed: If he wrote the bass line himself, is this a "talent"?

So compared with the creative ability of Luo Tuo and Lao Bai, what is my so-called talent?

Envious and jealous.

It is inevitable that there will also be a little "if I am on the same team with him" delusion.

This delusional thought occupied Qiu Sheng's mind and gave birth to more crazy thoughts.He turned over and lay on his side, unable to calm down for a long time, until Gu Qi came back in the middle of the night, Qiu Sheng was still turning on the light and fidgeting restlessly with his eyes open.

"Waste of electricity!" Gu Qi turned off the light with a "slap", walked to the sofa in the dark and kicked Qiu Sheng's leg, "Why are you here again?"

"After watching the performance, the school gate is closed."

Gu Qi was speechless: "...then you won't open a room?"

Qiu Sheng: "You don't need money here."

Gu Qi wanted to slap his ass, and said angrily: "You don't need money to seduce a beautiful woman with your face!"

"I'm a decent person."

Gu Qi scolded him, "Which decent person slipped the door to pick the lock in the middle of the night", after all, it's not easy to go out when everyone is already there, he was completely helpless.Working two shifts a day was exhausting, Gu Qi wiped her hair casually after taking a shower and fell on the bed, going to sleep without a quilt.

"Gu Qi!" Qiu Sheng called to him from the sofa not far away.

"...I'm going to kill you if it's not a business."

"It's business, really." Qiu Sheng stood up and hugged the cushions, "Let's continue the band."

Gu Qi was upset when he heard this, and covered his head with the quilt.

Qiu Sheng's voice penetrated like a devil: "Really, you believe in me, this thing can be done! I saw a bass player today...he is so good, I want the bass player of Rotten Apple."

"Bassist of Rotten Apple, brother, you want it if you want it?"

"Well, I want to."

Gu Qi was half asleep and half awake, but he didn't forget to laugh at him: "Whimsical."

Qiu Sheng sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to make plans without refuting. He was so excited that he stayed up all night.At the same time, a nerve in my brain kept beating, like a red warning light.With the arrival of summer, Qiu Sheng knew that he would sweat more and more easily, unable to adapt to the humidity and heat, he needed to continue taking medicine.

But it doesn't matter, I won't die for a while.

Or find the bass player first.

The windows in the basement were opened very high, a small one, and the clear moonlight from Donghe City poured in, illuminating Qiu Sheng's eyes.

Blueberry Night was the first performance in Donghe City after the reorganization. After that, Rotten Apple performed a small round in several surrounding cities, officially announced its return with a new lineup, and then returned to its old base.

Even if the lineup of the old band is not complete, with Laobai and Camel, they can still arouse the greatest enthusiasm of music fans.

It is said that due to the rehearsal of new songs, there were only two performances in one month. Qiu Sheng made a special trip to see it and brought Gu Qi to watch.But they failed to make it to the front row twice.Gu Qi admitted that the bass player is indeed talented, but at the same time expressed a very realistic worry: "People are making money with Lao Bai, so it is impossible for them to look up to us?"

Qiu Sheng was silent for a long time, and almost punched someone: "You can die if you don't talk fucking!"

"Isn't this fucking truth! He can't even see you!"

There are more and more people watching rotten apples. The bass player is keeping a low profile, but he can't hide it at all. He can pay attention, and everyone else can as well.During the second performance, Lao Bai focused on introducing him, and dragged him to the center of the stage with his arms around his shoulders. The young and handsome face of the bass player was fully displayed, and the scene almost went crazy, calling his name one after another.

"Wen Xia..." Qiu Sheng recalled their tone, playing with a Rubik's Cube, "Wen Xia, this name is so awkward."

"It sounds like my real name." Julie exhaled.

"How do you know?" Qiu Sheng became stubborn, "I don't think so."

Julie became interested: "Will you bet or not?"

"bet."

"Okay, you go ask."

Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up: "If you can let me get in, I'll just ask."

Julie said nonchalantly, "No problem."

"Really?"

"Well, why did you lie to me? Come with me after today's performance and take you to their party. And you, just ask Wen Xia for his name. The bet...I let you." Julie blinked, "You can mention it if you win. If I win, just do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

Julie bit her cigarette butt and smiled lightly: "I'll tell you when the time comes, I have some confidence in myself, Xiaoqiu."

She and Qiu Sheng haven't seen each other for a while, and this is the fourth time that Rotten Apple will perform at the Blueberry Night, Julie asks him out, and Qiu Sheng can't wait to agree - she knows Sixth Brother, maybe we can hang out with her Backstage.

Gu Qi was right, now Wen Xia couldn't see him at all.

So he had to stand in front of Wen Xia first.

Now that Julie agreed to take him to meet the band members, Qiu Sheng was excited, and suddenly remembered something he was very concerned about, and approached Julie: "Sister, I still have a question."

"Speak." Julie played a small game on her phone.

"Have you fallen asleep yet?"

As soon as the words finished, Julie's complexion changed visibly. The woman took out the cigarette from her mouth and gave Qiu Sheng a blank look: "Why do you ask this?"

"curious."

Julie was too lazy to argue with a child, and flicked off the cigarette ash: "I didn't sleep well."

"Eh?"

"Hey what, no, sleep, here! Damn, I have been on several tours with Rotten Apple, and I have Lao Bai's number! ... But the bass player, can you believe it? It was the first time I spoke , and didn’t mention that, it’s still laying the groundwork, guess what he said? ‘Sorry, I’m not interested’—what do you think of me?! Thinking of this makes me angry!”

Hearing this result, Qiu Sheng's face remained motionless, but a burst of joy rose in his heart for no reason.

"Anyway, I'm giving up. I love whoever I want." Julie was still saying, "I won't be happy if I get this kind of man to sleep with. If I get [-] to [-] yuan, I don't owe him any money, so why should I pay him back... "

Qiu Sheng said "um", and turned his head away, a wine bottle on the drink bar reflected his expression.

The corners of the mouth curved upwards, smiling.

The author says:

By the way, Amway has a Cop bass video at Station B, the up caller is "Pan Jiji", the one with more than 20 views on the search for Cop Cop is that, if you are interested, you can study why the bass sounds like some kind of even fart (no ) songs with more obvious bass sound, such as joyside’s goodnight (the ending of the song in the hidden corner), and the song of elephant gymnastics. ...In short, the bass sound is really super sexy, I hope the bass players will stand up and woo woo woo