silver sea

On the first working day after the New Year, the band resumed rehearsals.The unexpected joy was that Qiu Sheng received a package, which was delivered ahead of schedule. The rectangular box was tightly packed, and the box was filled with foreign words.

Seeing Qiu Sheng carrying it out of the elevator with difficulty, Gu Qi ran to the rehearsal room without reaching out to help it.

"Wen Xia!" He couldn't wait to tell the news, "The new bass that Qiu Er bought for you has arrived!"

Even though he had said that he would give him a new piano, Wen Youxia had no idea which one Qiu Sheng would choose.The best in his mind was beyond their current tolerance, so he didn't ask.I thought it wasn't that exciting, but hearing Gu Qi's beaming voice, Wen Youxia still couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Qiu Sheng's hands were occupied, and he made a gesture to kick Gu Qi when he entered the door: "You ruined all the surprises! What annoyance!"

Gu Qi dodged flexibly: "It's such a big box, you can see what surprises you can see... Wen Xia, don't stand there stupidly, come quickly and open it, and see what beautiful baby someone has chosen for you. "

"Let me see!" Lu Yining ran faster than Wen Youxia.

When the person who really wanted to receive the gift slowly put the piano over, the outer packaging had already been torn apart.Wen Youxia's movement of opening the piano case was very unusual, he made gestures to measure the size, and took a look at his own piano case.

Qiu Sheng said: "It's fit, I've measured it, so I don't need to change it."

YAMAHA, which has been used for many years, is apple red. This time, Qiu Sheng picked out a Fender with sunset gradient color for him. The smell of mixed paint.The pin notes are also new, lying on the rosewood fingerboard, the setting sun is swept away by a layer of flowing silvery white light.Wen Youxia grasped it and wanted to take it out, but he didn't move it for the first time, and gently brushed the basswood body with his other hand.

With the strings connected to the sound source line, just flick it casually, it is an unfamiliar tone.It seems to be brighter than the previous piano, maybe because it has not been tuned yet, Wen Youxia choked up a few strings and tried the feel.

"Pretty, isn't it? This color is not easy to buy, but I don't think the others are so good-looking." Qiu Sheng posted it to him as if asking for credit, "I've been picking for a long time, and a friend said that I can order brand-new imported ones online. Qin... gave me a speaker, and I will try it later."

"It doesn't need to be so good." Wen Youxia said, feeling sorry that Qiu Sheng must have spent a lot of money on this piano.

Lu Yining was holding the drumsticks against his steamed face, humming: "Wen Xia, just pretend to be cool, you can die with a smile."

His eyes lit up since he saw this bass, and Qiu Sheng knew that Wen Youxia would definitely like it.When he paid the price of thousands of dollars, he was really hurt for a long time. Considering that he would have to use his current synthesizer for a few months before he could get a new one, he also worried whether Wen Youxia would not accept it, or I think this model is not suitable for the band style...

But now, Wen Youxia was sitting on a chair and trying out notes one by one on the new bass, Qiu Sheng's eyes followed his fingers, and he didn't feel sorry for money any more.

nice! You love it.

He silently thought in his heart, I can give you better ones later.

After buying a new violin, they have to rehearse new songs. According to Qiu Sheng’s plan, they should release their second album—or at least an EP—in the summer, with the unrecorded "" as the main theme. go up.

Wen Youxia seemed to have gotten out of his own awkwardness after writing "", at least, when Qiu Sheng mentioned various commercial performances in the future with great anticipation, he no longer expressed obvious opposition.Qiu Sheng thought, and he expressed part of his depression in "Blue Winter", and Wen Youxia used this song to record part of his original intentions. These are the unique and inviolable places in their hearts.

After rehearsing "" completely for the first time, Qiu Sheng asked him: "Do you like playing bass now?"

Wen Youxia smiled and nodded.

"How much do you like it? Can you form a band with me for a lifetime?" Qiu Sheng asked.

Wen Youxia gave a long "hmm": "It's like, I used to think this was a job, but now it seems to be gradually becoming a part of my life."

Qiu Sheng's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by these words.

When we first met, I asked him if he formed a band because he likes to play bass, Wen Youxia denied it.But seeing his high spirits at this moment, did he face up to his talent?Finally like it?

He liked playing the bass, he liked the band.

Most importantly, Wen Youxia likes me.

This thought made Qiu Sheng not care about the time and place, while Lu Yining was not paying attention, he leaned over and hugged Wen Youxia from behind.As soon as the smooth bass melody was interrupted, Wen Youxia turned his head, Qiu Sheng kissed the side of his cheek, and then pretended nothing happened.

The incident happened in the early spring when the severe cold had not subsided. In 2014, Qiu Sheng will remember it for the rest of his life.

At first, he received an email from Bai Yanhui, tactfully expressing his willingness to cooperate again.Qiu Sheng had already refused, he refused on the grounds that he was too busy making the album, Bai Yanhui probably understood that these things were disgraceful, so he didn't pester Qiu Sheng, so he wisely stopped mentioning them.He thought it was over, but he didn't expect Bai Yanhui to contact Wen Youxia.

Still nervous at first, Qiu Sheng held the guitar pick in his mouth: "Why did he call you again, is there something wrong?"

"Bai Yanhui wants to come and see our rehearsal."

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Sheng's tone was not good.

"I just asked 'can you', but I don't count, so I'll listen to you." Wen Youxia paused, without expressing his worries, "Do you want him to come?"

Their rehearsal location is not a secret, but colleagues avoid suspicion, unless they are very familiar with it, they rarely run around in the band rehearsal room.The funny thing is that Qiu Sheng is very exclusive and unsociable, and the other members are also very taciturn. Although Lu Yining has a good relationship with a few band members, overall, Yinshan Band has nothing to do in the circle "friend".Therefore, except for a few teachers in the yoga class on the same floor who occasionally continue to deliver drinks and snacks to them during breaks, there are basically no people visiting the rehearsal room.

For Qiu Sheng and the others, maintaining high-intensity rehearsals is more about reducing the time for self-entertainment and preventing the possibility of sneaking out and fooling around—Lu Yining is quite critical of this——secrecy is secondary, not to mention that they have never been revealed. There have been dramatic incidents such as "seeing the rehearsal and running to quickly write the exact same song".

Writing a song is a long process. If someone can really memorize the score after listening to it only once, it can only show that the song is too bad.Ever since Wen Youxia played the bass, it has never appeared at all, so he prevented all possibilities but missed this one.

Originally, Qiu Sheng wanted to veto it, but when he looked at Wen Youxia, his inexplicable competitive heart began to work.He plucked the guitar strings repeatedly and asked, "Do you want him to come?"

Wen Youxia: "It doesn't matter."

The answer is honest and safe: It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do with him, nothing will happen when he comes, and I will not deliberately avoid suspicion with him because of the past, but it will appear that I think too much.

"Just let him come if you don't care." Qiu Sheng said, somewhat arrogantly.

Next to him, Gu Qi didn't know what kind of riddle they were playing: "Mr. Bai is coming to see us rehearse? Then I have to perform well..."

"You have to show it." Qiu Sheng's competitive side took over the right to speak at this time, "Let him know that you chose Yinshan not because the rotten apple was desperate."

"But we're rehearsing a new song recently, he's coming to listen to it?" Lu Yining was thinking more than Qiu Sheng at this moment.

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, Qiu Sheng couldn't stop being aroused when he heard it.

Ever since Wen Youxia joined Yinshan, there was a faint voice saying that they would take over and find someone else to make a living. Their creative ability has always been criticized by the so-called "old gunners" in the circle for being too light and flirtatious. At the same time, it has affected Wen Youxia. Youxia's style comments - in addition to "Leaving Rotten Apple is asking for death", followed by remarks such as "Wen Youxia is nothing more than that" and "Really overrated".

After breaking away from the cries and catharsis of rotten apples, the once fierce, sharp and manic bass line, although still brilliant, has become a little sheep. In addition to showing off skills, there is only a simple "good sound".

And only when there is no connotation, "good to hear" will become the only comment.

Qiu Sheng knows that Wen Youxia is being seriously underestimated. Many people have said that he is more suitable for rotten apples than Yinshan.

But Yinshan has only started for more than a year, and the new song was written by Wen Youxia, signing his name is the best evidence that they have reconciled with each other's ideas.

Only one opportunity is missing.

Qiu Sheng didn't believe that the songs written by Wen Youxia could be any worse than Bai Yanhui's so-called "Golden Songs". Compared with Rotten Apple, their band may not necessarily be the latter.

Because of the band, Qiu Sheng wanted to tell Bai Yanhui: Wen Youxia is no longer the bass player who can play whatever he wants in the past, he is completely with our band, emotionally, creatively, and in terms of ideas, we have Where we are connected, we accept each other and are exploring new things, and he likes it very much.

But out of personal feelings, Qiu Sheng thought, if Bai Yanhui still likes Wen Youxia now, let him know: Wen Youxia will never have anything to do with him again——

Wen Youxia is mine, mine.

Only mine.

No one can take him away.

Many thoughts were tied up, stuck in the focus of thinking about the problem, and the words "Wen Youxia is mine" grabbed Qiu Sheng's thoughts for a moment, making him uncontrollably start to feel anxious.

Qiu Sheng bit the tip of his tongue, struggling with the pain between "secrecy to the outside world" and "hitting Bai Yanhui in the face".

He too much wanted others to know that Wen Youxia could not leave Yinshan and himself.

This is not good, Qiu Sheng raised his head and asked in a soft voice: "The song you wrote, what about your own thoughts? Do you want him to listen to it?"

Wen Youxia thought for a long time this time before saying, "I don't think it's that serious...or wait for him to come and see the situation. If it doesn't work, we won't arrange new songs, is that okay?"

"You have the final say on your song." Qiu Sheng emphasized again firmly.

Lu Yining murmured: "But rehearse directly... Didn't you say that we waited for Wen Xia to continue to modify many parts of our arrangement, and let others listen to the semi-finished product—that's Bai Yanhui."

His words became the last fire that burned Qiu Sheng, and Qiu Sheng stood up suddenly: "Do you think I am inferior to him, or do you not have confidence in Wen Xia's song? We should have arranged this song recently!"

"I mean it hasn't been edited..." Lu Yining was pushed from behind by Wen Youxia in the middle of speaking, and he shut up knowingly, "Forget it, it's okay, I have no objection, you can practice if you want .”

"That's right," Qiu Sheng said, "There's no need to avoid it."

The obsession to surpass Bai Yanhui and become Wen Youxia's best partner and the only one in his heart completely occupied him.

Qiu Sheng was young and energetic at that time, and was blinded by the idea that "Bai Yanhui might like Wen Youxia", and wished to announce loudly to this person, "Wen Youxia is mine".

His impulsiveness and his insistence to fight for breath prevented several people from expressing different opinions.

Perhaps there were many factors that tried to prevent it: Lu Yining said a little more, Wen Youxia expressed his rejection, even if Gu Qi didn't want to be so blind to Bai Yanhui... But Lu Yining didn't want to quarrel with him, Wen Youxia easily made the acquaintance Gu Qi always admired that guitarist...

It seemed that they all happened to happen on the same thing, and later Qiu Sheng recalled that day without blaming anyone at all.

Just wanted to slap myself.

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(The author, who dared not say anything, knelt down silently)