distorted impression

The first live of the band Dreamplating will be held on the first weekend of August.

Jiang Chengyue prepared for this performance for several days, leaving early and returning late every day to practice in the basement rented by the band.

During the period, Lu Xufei watched a show in Barcelona, ​​and when he came home one evening, he picked up a sleeping Jiang Chengyue on the steps of the old house.

Jiang Chengyue was holding a drumstick in his hand, and there were a few empty flowerpots at his feet. Lu Xu knew at a glance that he was knocking on the flowerpots again to find the rhythm.

"Get up." Lu Xu raised his foot and kicked Jiang Chengyue's butt, and said in disgust, "Those who don't know think that I, a black-hearted landlord, kicked you out."

Jiang Chengyue was still dreaming, because he was woken up, his opened eyes were filled with thin water vapor, he rubbed his eyes, picked up the drum stick, and followed Lu Xu into the room as if stepping on a cloud.

"Chen, the contract for cooperation with graphic models has been sent to you, right?" Lu Xu asked, "Have you seen it?"

"I have received it." Jiang Chengyue nodded.

The terms of this contract were unexpectedly simple, and the asking price was an astonishing figure for him. When Jiang Chengyue got the contract, he felt unreal as if the sky had dropped steamed buns.

So he spent several days repeatedly checking the authenticity of the steamed buns. There were a few hidden clauses in the middle. Regarding the outfits and shooting locations, he didn't understand the jargon very much, so he used it to ask Lu Xu.

"Okay." Lu Xu nodded without looking at the contract, "Just accept this one, and reject all other invitations."

So Jiang Chengyue picked up a pen and signed his name on the contract that had been hanging out for several days. When signing, he specially called Lu Xu, not to give up any teaching opportunities, and let him take a good look at him. The way the name is written.

Lu Xu didn't study hard, and smiled nonchalantly: "What? I've been so tired recently, there's a performance tomorrow night?"

"Well, tomorrow night at 18:18, at the Tomato Music Space." Jiang Chengyue found out the band's promotional poster and pointed it to Lu Xu, "You can take bus 123 and transfer to bus [-]..."

He was halfway through talking, when he suddenly remembered that Lu Da's designer had a car, so he smiled embarrassedly.

"Are you going to see it, Brother Lu?" Jiang Chengyue asked seriously.

"You invited me for nothing, why didn't I go?" Lu Xu asked back.

Lu Xu picked up the band's poster and looked at it. The poster was automatically taken by several people in the band with their mobile phones. In the photo, Jiang Chengyue was sitting in front of the drum set, with his back against the drum set, holding a drum stick in his right hand, and a red short The old metal chain on the collar of the sleeve hangs down on his waist and wraps around his white left wrist.

The shooting angle and outfits of this photo are deadly, but Lu Xu thought of the North German forest he passed by when he was walking last summer for no reason. The abandoned metal railings were entwined with tenacious wild red berries, and he gently pushed them away with his hands. , the red crystal clear juice will stain the fingertips, with a little bit of green sweetness.

Jiang Chengyue thought that Lu Xu had finished reading the poster, so he stretched out his hand to smoke, and pulled twice, but he couldn't move.

Jiang Chengyue: "?"

"Brother Lu." Jiang Chengyue said, "Give it back to me after you finish reading it. It costs 2 yuan to print a copy. It's too expensive."

Lu Xu hummed nonchalantly, and let go of the poster: "I'm going to draw a picture. Go do your work, tomorrow should be a sunny day."

"Thank you." Jiang Chengyue seldom listened to good things from his brother Lu, and was flattered, "I would like to borrow your good words."

On the day of the performance, the hot summer sun was shining until 17:[-], and there was still an hour and a half before the performance. There was a thunderstorm over the old city, which caused a heavy rain that covered half of Ningcheng.

Tomato Music Space has two stages, one big and one small.

Jiang Chengyue and the others didn't have enough funds for Mengplating, so they booked a cheap small venue.

The small venue is on the second floor, the stage has a canopy, but the audience area is open-air.

Jiang Chengyue had two drumsticks stuck obliquely in his belt, and was lowering his head to help move the equipment, when he was dazed by the heavy rain that hit his head and face.

Sure enough, after it rained for half an hour, some of his music fans privately messaged him saying that he would not be able to come——

[Ahhhhh sorry, I wanted to listen to it very much. I bought a ticket at the beginning, but it was raining too much, it was really inconvenient, so I don’t need to refund the ticket. Come on. ]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ]

This is all right, because of the heavy rain, one-fifth of the audience who were originally small was cut off.

"It's okay." Li Sui was testing the guitar. Seeing him hanging his head, half of his hair was wet, he comforted him and said, "No one just plays for me. That's how I came here."

When Li Sui was a soldier, he had never seen anything in the world. When it came to the performance, it was raining heavily and the scene was deserted, so he didn't care much. He was worried that the youngest Jiang Chengyue would be unhappy, so he stopped to comfort him.

Jiang Chengyue thought for a while and said, "Then when we audition, we can start a live broadcast in the same city, maybe people nearby will come over."

He asked Meng Zhe to set up a live broadcast mobile phone and play a test drum.

Jiang Chengyue's estimate was correct. Although the band's short video account only had 500 fans, their audition live broadcast attracted nearly 3000 people——

[Hey, it seems to be very close to me. Is this the band that will be performing later?Do you have any tickets left? I want to listen to one. ]

[Ah, I want to hear it, but it’s raining too much, I don’t want to go out...]

[I'll go, I'll go, I like disco in the rain, this band looks good in general, especially the drums, wait, I just change into slippers and go out. ]

[I'll come too, I live nearby, the ticket is so cheap, it's bloody money. ]

Because of the live broadcast in the same city during the audition, the rest of the live tickets were sold out.

But the good times didn't last long. In the tomato music space, the big stage on the first floor of them suddenly started a performance. There was a noisy sound in the live broadcast room, and the online audience quickly began to lose.

"They beat the drums too badly, just beat them randomly." Meng Zhe couldn't help covering his ears, "There's no rhythm at all."

Li Sui swears: "The sound insulation here is too bad. Their equipment seems to be more high-end than ours. The bombing effect is too good."

Jiang Chengyue had no choice but to find the person in charge of the livehouse here.

"Our sound insulation is not bad." The person in charge said, "But today your band downstairs has brought two big speakers to amplify the sound itself, maybe you have to feel wronged."

Meng Zhe forgot to turn off the live broadcast phone in his hand, and this episode happened to be completely broadcast to the online audience.

When Lu Xu touched the live broadcast room, he happened to see the people from the two bands arguing——

"Excuse me, can you turn off the two built-in speakers?" Jiang Chengyue asked, "We really can't hear the sound in live here."

"Can't hear it?" The lead singer of another band sneered, "Then you can sing a little louder. We spent two million yuan on equipment, not just for watching. It's a band that doesn't have money to play."

Another band performing at the same time was unwilling to cooperate, and Jiang Chengyue had no choice.

Du Xun twisted his wrist, but he stopped him when he wanted to make gestures with the other party.

"Just sing like this." Jiang Chengyue said, "We are here to perform, not to provoke trouble."

As the time for the band's performance approached, a handful of music fans came to the scene. Jiang Chengyue looked around, but he didn't see Lu Xu. He settled down, sat down on the drum stool, and asked the people from the music space to help The drum shield was removed.

Without the cover of that layer of transparent material, the audience at the scene could clearly see his face.Jiang Chengyue smiled, and waved his drumsticks at the fans in the audience.

This is his first live in this city.

It is his new starting point.

The sound of the band downstairs was noisy, and the fans at the scene held umbrellas and stepped on the water splash on the large platform on the second floor.

The sound of rain, music, and voices seemed to be intertwined together, together with the roar deep in the clouds, it seemed that the new band had no chance to break the situation from the very beginning.

A soft whistle broke the deadlock.

The lead singer, Sun Muyang, stood in front of the microphone and whistled an unknown little song.

Li Sui strummed the strings on the guitar a few times, Jiang Chengyue took out the harmonica from his pocket and played a long ditty.

The music fans at the scene became quiet, and the noisy music around seemed to have become far away. No one paid attention to the sound downstairs. Jiang Chengyue put down the harmonica, changed the drum brush, and played a section with Sun Muyang's humming. The rhythm of jazz.

The song is soft and playful, and it is the prelude to the performance of the whole band.

A Maserati parked downstairs in Tomato Music Space, followed by four RVs.

Andy Chen, who came to the show with his family, looked at Lu Xu proudly: "Kyle, your car is not as big as mine."

"Get out of the way." Lu Xu brought his friend Song Jun, the manager of Xingcai Livehouse, out of the car, "Don't block our truck."

Andy Chen: "Truck?"

Jiang Chengyue was making the final preparations before the performance. Two staff members came to the stage and wanted to replace the external expansion equipment for them.

"Should I change it now?" Jiang Chengyue was puzzled.

"Teacher Lu asked me to change it." The person who came to install the equipment said, "Take it as a live ticket from him."

Teacher Lu?

Is Lush here?

Jiang Chengyue looked down the stage, far away from the crowd, Lu Xu was standing in the rain holding a transparent umbrella, talking to the assistant next to him.

He wanted to raise the drumstick and wave it at Lu Ge, but the hour hand pointed to the last second before the performance.

Dream Plated's first live has begun.

This time they sang their own song, "A Midsummer Never Ends".

Jiang Chengyue stepped on the kick drum a few times, and when he played the first basic rhythm, he realized that the effect of this external amplifier might be tens of millions.

Rhythm is more important than lyrics in rock music. Good rock music will make people go crazy and feel the emotions and resonance in the music.This kind of music never needs the evaluation of professional musicians, the audience's reaction is the best evaluation of a song.

"[-] kilometers, you can go as you please."

"In the old days, the strings of the zither shattered many willows."

"You finally picked up the outdated youth and frivolity again."

From the sound of the drums to the rock melody on the keyboard, Du Xun's smoky voice sang a few lines, and the audience at the live scene began to boil. Music that can be played, the scene cannot lack lively elements.

Brother Ku played on the spot and changed the words——

"Battered shells, you can also ask what is ringing and restraining clouds."

The lyrics to the original song were "Broken Dolls," and the boisterous band they had downstairs was called "Broken Shells."

Brother Ku sang and sang, and scolded people along the way.

Jiang Chengyue's hands were not messed up at all, but he couldn't help laughing. He confiscated the laughter, and the laughter melted into the music, adding a bit of playfulness to the rock and roll. The audience at the live scene swayed to the rhythm. There were not many people on the scene, but the music atmosphere completely blew up the audience——

"ahardwineinmidsummernight"

"hauntsdreamsliketherainatnight"

"What's going on?" The lead singer of the downstairs performance band came up, with a pale face, "Can you turn off one or two of your speakers, I can't hear you downstairs."

Lu Xu turned his head back, his pale blue eyes miserly gave the other party a little peripheral vision: "I wish you could sing louder."

The complexion of the lead singer of the band downstairs changed from dish-colored to pickle-colored.

After Lu Xu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Chengyue on the stage from a distance.

This time there was no annoying shield blocking his view—

Jiang Chengyue's clothes were half wet by the rain, and the white shirt became transparent and stuck tightly to his waist.The rhythm of the song was very fast, and Jiang Chengyue was able to toss and catch drumsticks once with his hands up and down, showing off his skills skillfully, which made the music fans in the audience roar several times.

Jiang Chengyue's dark flaxen hair was wet with sweat and fell on his forehead. The sweat on his neck dampened his clothes that had been half-drenched by rain, and the collar of his shirt gradually became a little transparent.

The drum stick twirled in Jiang Chengyue's hand, he suddenly raised his right hand high, and hit the cymbal with a smile.

It was obviously a humid summer evening, and the rainstorm had just come to an end, but Lu Xu suddenly felt a little parched.

"Hey, Kyle." Xue Renjing elbowed the road for a while, "In terms of aesthetics, we don't always disagree. Jiang Chengyue looks good, but his clothes are really ugly."

"It's pretty." Lu Xu glanced at Chen Andy, "Don't talk nonsense."