silver sea

"Should we sign the Fish Thief?" Lu Yining asked, and then took a big gulp of Coke, his cheeks bulging.

Qiu Sheng lay on the table: "I don't want to sign."

Lu Yining didn't respond, and it was Gu Qi who asked the question: "Why?"

"If you don't want to, you just don't want to."

Gu Qi knew that it would be difficult for Qiu Sheng to change the decision he had already made, so he stopped struggling after hearing the words.For their new band, he, Lu Yining and even Wen Youxia didn't take much part in the creative process, and Qiu Sheng contributed a lot more than them, so Qiu Sheng decided on these matters and Gu Qi didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all Lu Yining was young, Qiu Sheng said, he tapped on the edge of the snare drum: "Do you think they are not famous enough? But even if they are not big factories, they are very well-known in the circle."

"The rotten apple belongs to the fish thief too." Qiu Sheng changed his face to the table sullenly.

Lu Yining suddenly realized: "Oh, you poached someone's corner, you are afraid of being retaliated!"

Qiu Sheng: "..."

Someone behind him laughed softly, Qiu Sheng turned his head, and became angry from embarrassment: "Wen Youxia!"

Of course he didn't want to admit that what Lu Yining said made a little sense.

The conflict between Wen Youxia and Bai Yanhui that day was still fresh in his memory, and he never mentioned it to Wen Youxia again. Although Qiu Sheng was so curious about how to deal with the rotten apples, he didn't take the initiative to ask.All he knew was that Wen Youxia had secured the contract and joined his band.

his.

Qiu Sheng was alive in his heart, looked at Wen Youxia playing the piano with his back to the setting sun, and thought: This is his too.

In the end, there was no Thief of Fish Picking, and Qiu Sheng was not very good at writing polite reply letters. Gu Qi and Julie sent the email back to Mo Sen while discussing.

And Wen Youxia is very opposed to commercialization. His reason is: we don't have any works yet.

Unhappy Lu Yining was completely persuaded by him, and immediately geared up to ask Qiu Sheng to come up with the next song.

Of course, the work does not mean that you can take it with you, but the good reviews make you feel happy, and you can add meals.At the end of the day's rehearsal, Gu Qi took out the salary he had just paid and treated everyone to a food stall.

"I don't know how the band will be commercialized yet." After drinking for three rounds, Julie seriously gave them advice, "But I can introduce you to an agent who will be responsible for arranging those chores, so that you can create with peace of mind!"

Gu Qi said sincerely: "We have no income yet."

Qiu Sheng turned his head and leaned on Wen Youxia's shoulder, and stretched out five fingers to settle the score for Julie: "I also want to buy synthesizers, sampling machines, and recording equipment. I want to buy new microphones, effectors, and Wen Xia's piano pickup is broken. It needs to be repaired. Rent, electricity bills, soundproof panels, earphones... Sister, how can I have money to pay the agent, Xiao Lu is working for nothing."

"I want to share with you." Lu Yining emphasized, "Equal share, you are not allowed to take more."

Qiu Sheng said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay." Julie asked, "Don't I still owe you a bet?"

"Huh?" He had already forgotten about it.

"How about it, I'll be your manager, and I'll be laid off when you find a better one." Julie chuckled, holding a cigarette, "I like your band quite a bit, and you don't charge money."

The three cast complicated eyes on her at the same time, not believing that Julie was going to become a female Bodhisattva.Qiu Sheng glanced at Wen Youxia who was peeling edamame, and asked hesitantly, "You don't have other plans, do you?"

Julie almost knocked on him with a beer bottle: "I see you are sorry, can you help me? I know a renting recording studio here, and I will open the back door for you next time when recording."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

He didn't want Julie to get involved in the band, but money can make things happen, and this condition hit him sorely.

The response of "May Rain" exceeded their imagination, which unintentionally increased the pressure on Qiu Sheng.That's how people are, when there is no evaluation, maybe they can still be indifferent. The previous work was relatively brilliant, but in any case, they don't want to leave too much behind—especially Qiu Sheng is still a character who refuses to lose to him.

"Bass guitar repeatedly exchanged positions, swimming up and down like a fish, constantly diving", this comment gave Qiu Sheng inspiration.

It took him an entire night to write the second song belonging to the band.Although the band members have not yet expressed their thoughts on this, in any case, the first song was recorded in a studio, and Qiu Sheng could not accept that the second song was only synthesized by a computer.

No matter how the instrumental record is more humane than the cold electronic technology, although he and Wen Youxia have different opinions on the arrangement, they have a very tacit understanding on this point.

In the end, Julie's suggestion was still not adopted by Qiu Sheng, Yinshan didn't need an agent.Although she regretted it, she still fulfilled her promise to Qiu Sheng. Until they officially signed a contract with the company and got the company's recording studio, Julie was helping Qiu Sheng find a venue and a recording studio.

The second song was uploaded to the platform in early December.

The name is "White River Night Boat", and the Japanese pronunciation is しらかわよふね, which means "Asleep".

The listeners who have accumulated in front quickly had a wonderful chemical reaction, and the arrangement technique of this song also continued the style of "May Rain".The asymmetrical beat changes frequently, and the presence of the bass is stronger than other instruments, with a psychedelic flavor, really like describing a dream.The difference is that in "White River" the timbres of different musical instruments overlapped in the left and right ears from the beginning to the end, and suddenly merged after an empty beat. This processing method has also received some praise.

He re-arranged and wrote lyrics for the songs Qiu Sheng had written before. His melody was not bad, but the previous arrangement was still in the process of groping, so there was nothing new.

It’s different now, with Wen Youxia, Qiu Sheng has found a new direction: Maximize Wen Youxia, focus on bass, step by step, trace back and strengthen repeatedly, and other sound effects focus on enhancing the sense of picture, creating a unique sound atmosphere.The lyrics are not the most important thing, not even the title of the song, just click to the end.

Several songs were released consecutively, and the music style represented by the word "Yinshan" was initially established.

Once you have a work, once you have accumulated initial popularity, you can perform on stage.

Julie helped them contact the first performance, because the blueberry night was still being reorganized, and the location was changed to "Blanca" in the university town, which was not a special performance, but a platter with another campus band.

Yinshan was performed afterward, and some of the people who went out to smoke in the middle of the show did not come back. Looking down from the stage, one-third of the venue in the back was empty.But Qiu Sheng didn't care, there were far more people than he had imagined.Their popularity is only in the small underground rock circle in Donghe, and they have no plans to go outside for the time being.

Although there are few people, my hands still shake a little when tuning.Qiu Sheng stood beside him in a daze, Wen Youxia squeezed the back of Qiu Sheng's neck when he passed him from behind - he seemed to like this action very much.

"Just look at me if you get nervous for a while." Wen Youxia said.

...and the breathing rhythm is normal in an instant.

Qiu Sheng laughed, thinking: Is this the power of love?

When I sang the first song, my voice was still a little tight, and Qiu Sheng's voice was full of youthful vigor and heartiness. He hadn't been poisoned by alcohol or tobacco, so it sounded so pure.Their songs were more instrumental than vocal, and there were two guitars in total. In the middle of the performance, Qiu Sheng saw the music fans below shaking their bodies slightly with the rhythm.

After the end, there were cheers everywhere, Qiu Sheng turned his head to look at the right side of the stage, Wen Youxia hugged the apple red bass and gave him a thumbs up.

A total of five songs were sung for the first time.

The next day, Julie excitedly informed them that the owner of a livehouse in Lanhua Lane contacted her and asked if she knew the members of "Silver Mountain" and invited them to perform at the "Summer" themed party soon.

Performances and competitions are the best way for new bands to make their debut quickly.

High-intensity performances, rehearsals, and school homework, ordinary people may not be able to bear such a state, but Qiu Sheng can handle it with ease.It seemed that he didn’t need to sleep anymore. He had never been so excited. After the performance, he didn’t participate in drinking and eating activities, but went back to the rehearsal room, or went to Wen Youxia’s, wrote songs, wore headphones, and sat motionless for hours.

Wen Youxia's new residence is at a fork in the boulevard, in an old residential area, a row of gray "old dilapidated houses" with a crumbling appearance, but they are all tube buildings from the former units, with good orientation, and the rent is not cheap.

The one-bedroom apartment he rented, and the second day after he settled in, Qiu Sheng moved in with his luggage involuntarily, with the reason that "the school is too far away".

Wen Youxia didn't stop him, and let Qiu Sheng fill up the gray and white room bit by bit with his own things, and the last one who moved in was Qiu Sheng himself.

The kitchen and bathroom space in his house is small, there is no living room, and after the computer, synthesizer, and a bunch of musical instrument wires are placed in the bedroom, there is no place to put a chair, so he has to sit on the bed and work.But the bed wasn't too wide, Qiu Sheng had to sleep together with Wen Youxia when he stayed overnight, and when he turned over a little, he was facing each other very close.

The winter in the old house is uncomfortable. The Donghe River is neither south nor north. After the winter solstice, the temperature will drop to around zero. There is not often heavy snow, but the frost is very severe. When the temperature is low, frost will form, and sediment will easily block the water pipes.

It's not a good place, but Qiu Sheng always likes to drill here, and he can live five or six days a week.

When the band began to fix the venue for performances, Qiu Sheng even became the half-owner of the one-bedroom apartment, living in peace of mind.

Qiu Sheng was like a hamster preparing for the winter, he piled his music scores, papers, homework, including the English dictionary, under Wen Youxia's bed.Wen Youxia seemed to have endless tolerance for Qiu Sheng. They broke the social distance they had kept. Although they did not share a lot of information, they seemed indistinguishable from each other in front of outsiders.

But Qiu Sheng knew that this was not enough.

He didn't know Wen Youxia well enough.

All he knew was that Wen Youxia seemed to have a grandfather who was a retired middle school teacher and a younger brother, but they had never met each other. After Wen Youxia moved out, he didn't even go home for a long time, even though his home was far from the boulevard. It takes only ten stops by bus, or half an hour by motorcycle.

There are other things, such as Wen Youxia's inadvertent mention of the performance fee "to be given to the family for medical treatment".

Qiu Sheng wondered why he had to send money to "grandpa" and "brother" regularly when he didn't go home, but none of this affected Qiu Sheng's love for him, and he loved him more and more.

He has no doubts about whether his love for Wen Youxia is pure enough, understanding and love are two different things, love does not respect principles.

All the differences, contradictions, and differences may affect their mutual tolerance and compromise process to a certain extent, and may hurt them, but they will not make him give up Ai Wen You Xia.

And Qiu Sheng felt that Wen Youxia knew, after all, he had no intention of hiding it.

He is no different from those music fans who shouted at Wen Youxia in the audience, "Don't hide where the lights can't reach", their eyes are always on Wen Youxia, and his every move inadvertently pulls the nerves of his whole body , sooner or later, train the conditioned reflex, and read every subtle change of Wen Youxia.

And he is different, he can be a little more unscrupulous.

He can hold Wen Youxia, sit in his car, play his bass and headphones, and say "you come to pick me up from school today and then we'll go to the show" in an irrefutable tone.He can give Wen Youxia the bitter gourd that he doesn't like to eat, and give Wen Youxia the cork that can't be opened. He doesn't want to go back to school, so he drags Wen Youxia to chat at the school gate.

He can put a lot of traces of "Wen Youxia style" in each of his songs, as if he is practicing what he has not said, and will forever preserve the things they have created together.

One day, Lu Yining was angry: "Wen Xia, what can I do to help me carry that broken schoolbag? Help me get a wipe."

Wen Youxia remained motionless: "You take it yourself."

From that day on, whenever Qiu Sheng asked him to help outrightly, he would faintly think affectionately that Wen Youxia might, probably, might not repel him at all, indulge him, and dote on him.

He gained a great sense of security in this kind of "not repelling, pampering, and pampering".

If they continue to maintain the state, maybe one day, they can't help but shoot out when lying together, and then tacitly raise the relationship from spiritual companionship to physical.Maybe I didn't tell the band members, I was still an intimate partner in front of others, and I didn't talk about love seriously, until it ended tacitly after the feelings were wiped out.

That would be no different from falling in love, maybe just lack of ritual.

But Qiu Sheng doesn't like "everything is said in silence".

Another late night, when they finished their performance at the livehouse, Qiu Sheng turned his head to see Youxia walking beside him.At this moment, he had an impulsive idea: to confess to Wen Youxia with a song.

Wen Youxia would definitely not reject him.

The author says:

The number of words in the last few chapters has been exceeding expectations. I am really tired. Is there anyone else?