Tropical Highway

The recording studio was contacted by Weiss, the owner of Zone. The introducer took Youzhen there with hype, saying that all famous rock bands in China have rehearsed here, and they also settled here when they toured.

It's somewhat bragging, You Zhen is too lazy to verify the authenticity, and Green Wind is not a professional band.

After looking at the place, the equipment and sound insulation are really good. You Zhen signed a contract with the introducer and tentatively rented it for two months.He knew in his heart that the number of visits may not be so many, but the place is hard to find, so it doesn't matter if you pay more.

Weiss came with him, and seeing him happy, he joked, "Why, inspiration has exploded recently?"

"No, what?"

"I think about writing songs again." Weiss folded his arms and leaned against the wall. It’s a lovelorn, I haven’t heard you talk about the performance for more than half a year, and now I suddenly have to rehearse—it’s weird.”

"It's a bit of inspiration." You Zhen has nothing to hide from her, "It's just for fun."

Weiss: "I know, but I really like your songs."

Hearing similar words from more than one person, none seemed to make him happier than Zhai Lan's words, You Zhen nodded: "I've been thinking about new songs since I came back from Tibet. Maybe I haven't touched the guitar for a long time, so it doesn't go well."

"It's all right now?"

"If it doesn't go well, you have to find a way to get it right." You Zhen made a half-true joke, "I'm going to chase people by playing the guitar."

"Like back rocking?"

"Not necessarily." You Zhen said, with light in his eyes, "Maybe he likes me."

If Yang Jin heard this, he decided to dig out "who is that younger brother" who hadn't got to the bottom of it before.But Weiss was not so gossip, she shrugged exaggeratedly when she heard the words: "I wish you well."

Set up the recording studio, and then chat with Zhai Lan about the time.

You Zhen told Jiang Fang about this, and asked him to find a way to deal with the other two.

The band has not been together for rehearsal and performance for a long time. They are friends first, and people with common music interests second.Yang Jin's ex-boyfriend met her during the performance, but she didn't talk about the performance for a long time because of the emotional injury of this man. You Zhen followed her, and the other two also had jobs, so the matter was shelved.

Picking it up suddenly now, Jiang Fang scolded him "just know how to put me in hard mode".

"What if Yang Jin asks the reason?" Jiang Fang asked.

You Zhen is very calm: "Just say that I want to chase someone, and I hope the band can help me."

Jiang Fang: "... I really have you."

I don't know how Jiang Fang persuaded Yang Jin in the end, he quickly replied to You Zhen that everything was OK.

On the day of the rehearsal, You Zhen led Zhai Lan into the rehearsal room. Yang Jin, who was expected to be particularly surprised and shocked, had a calm face, and even greeted Zhai Lan in a normal way, saying he was welcome.

Looking at Jiang Fang who was pressing the keyboard casually in the corner for a moment, You Zhen gave him a thumbs up.

Jiang Fanghui made an international friendly gesture.

It seems that he has suffered a lot, so he can only find a way to give this assist who endured humiliation a little gift later.You Zhen thought about it, couldn't help laughing, and moved cheerfully when he was holding the guitar.

"This is the first time for Xiaolan to watch the band rehearse?" Song Yuanyuan asked.

"Yeah." Looking curiously at the drum set against the wall, with a layer of transparent board in between, Zhai Lan reached out and knocked twice, "Mr. Song, why are you sitting in it?"

Song Yuanyuan: "Sometimes the sound of the drum is too loud, this one is a little bit lower."

Zhai Lan seems to understand but not understand.

"Zhai Lan, sit over there, I put a stool for you." You Zhen called him.

There was only one small window in the rehearsal room, far away from the drum set, probably because he was afraid that he would hurt his ears, so You Zhen gave Zhai Lan a pair of earplugs.He put it on with great interest, and then sat down obediently, like a quiet cat.

The newly written demo has begun to take shape, and after sending it to friends for viewing, there is still a period of time before it really takes shape.

The keyboard and guitar form the framework of the prelude, and the bass loops, becoming a lake of quiet but hidden power.The timbre of the synthesizer was tuned a bit dumb, but the kick drum was clear, one after another, like raindrops hitting the top of the mountain.

The heart uncontrollably resonates with the drums, the left ear is the gentle bass sound of the keyboard, and the right ear is the movement of guitar and bass, which is fragmented but complete.

Insomnia late at night, what did you really think when you sat in front of the computer and played notes with a synthesizer?

Zhai Lan always said that their songs have a sense of imagery, monsoons, winter rains, and summer streets. The expression of each song may not be deep enough, but it must be clear.He decides on a theme, conjures up bright colors in his mind and then paints them with instrumental music.

When the initial prototype appeared, You Zhen saw the avalanche of Namcha Bawa.

Tibet was not a place for him to burst into inspiration. When he first entered Lhasa, the sunshine on Barkhor Street and the shadows of leaves on the gravel and sand of Sera Monastery were only touching, but not urgent.That half month really began to engrave in Youzhen's mind at night, and I can't say why, maybe the city of Lhasa is so far away in the night.

The clearest starry sky can't compare to the pair of black eyes staring at him under the candlelight. After listening to him play the guitar, Zhai Lan's eyes seem to have fallen into a time tunnel.

The sun shines on Jinshan, the rainbow is looming, and there is a cloudless sky between the sky and the earth.

The gradually clear melody gets rid of the dampness and silence, travels through the sky, reaches the depths of the Milky Way and returns to his hometown wearing a starlight.Then everything is quiet, the city and the mountains are frozen, and the starry sky is shining with blue velvet light.

He remembered the hot tears that dripped down the back of his hand.

"Ding--"

The echo of the highest note on the keyboard, the melody is all over.

After the first complete practice, there was no sound other than the sound of breathing in the room for a long time, as if indulging in a dream. After a while, Jiang Fang took off his earphones and asked in disbelief: "We have such a good understanding?"

It took only two hours of rehearsal to meet the initial expectations, and Song Yuanyuan was also stunned by himself.

He choked on Jiang Fang: "Aren't you calling for work and raising a baby every day? Didn't you say that you haven't played the keyboard for 300 years, and you are robbing You Zhen who will be the lead guitar?"

"I..." Jiang Fang stopped, "I'm fucking talented!"

Song Yuanyuan: "..."

Seeing that they hurt each other, they were full of satisfaction with the results of the rehearsal in their words. Yang Jin hugged Jiang Fang's neck, and patted Song Yuanyuan's dog's head with the other hand: "Okay, okay, isn't this good? I feel After practicing for a week, I can perform again!"

Her shadow on the show was the biggest, and even Yang Jin said so at this time, and others seemed unable to object.

"I contacted Weiss, and she said that at any time..." You Zhen lowered his voice, "When we set a time, we will add a show in Zone, and we can coordinate the time with other bands."

Song Yuanyuan: "Why are you talking so quietly—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fang slapped him on the back, then he pointed to the corner and made a gesture of silence towards Song Yuanyuan, blaming him for the sharp drop in the air level.

Following Jiang Fang's gaze, on the stool, Zhai Lan, who was sitting upright more than an hour ago, was already crooked, with his back leaning against the wall, covering his arms with You Zhen's shirt to prevent the direct blowing of the air conditioner, and his eyes didn't know when. Enron closed.

--Fell asleep.

Song Yuanyuan: "... Is it so hypnotic?"

"He really doesn't have any musical skills." Jiang Fang laughed, and lowered the volume a bit, "Although this piece is gentle as a whole, it won't make you fall asleep after listening to it..."

"I didn't have a good rest." You Zhen explained to Zhai Lan, "I said I was going to watch the rehearsal today, so I couldn't sleep because of the excitement."

The expressions of the other three people couldn't tell whether they believed it or not, but they were full of teasing. Baima Yangjin smiled the most meaningfully.

"It seems that someone had good intentions when he suggested to me to go to his shop to make up lessons." After she finished speaking, she nodded as if confirming herself, and pretended to think with her chin on one hand, "Oh, I'm so stupid, how could that At that time, I didn’t realize that someone’s ulterior motives were not in drinking, and I thought it was really for Tenzin’s sake to walk less..."

Jiang Fang: "Exactly."

You Zhenkuai was besieged by them to the point of restlessness, embarrassment, and he couldn't hide his sweetness.He snorted coldly, said that he was too lazy to listen to your eccentricities, took two steps, and gently patted Zhai Lan awake.

The boy's eyes were slack, and it took a while for his eyes to focus smoothly.

Just after waking up, Zhai Lan's voice was sticky and soft: "Huh?... Are you finished rehearsing?"

"The sun is going down soon." Jiang Fang said with a smile on purpose.

Zhai Lan's whole body trembled, and she immediately woke up, and hurriedly took out her phone to check the time.

He couldn't find it, so he was rubbed by You Zhen first—the moment of being too intimate in front of his friends was so natural that no one noticed the abnormality, as if they had such a relationship in the first place.

"Okay, he lied to you." You Zhen said, stopping Zhai Lan from rushing around.

Immediately, Zhai Lan looked aggrieved and confused, and Zhai Lan looked at Jiang Fang, making the man who had always been heartless feel apologetic because of his gaze: "Hey, I was wrong, I just saw you just woke up and couldn't help teasing you Down……"

"Don't bully younger brother." You Zhen said.

Jiang Fang raised his hands in surrender.

"Ahem, mine, go to the bathroom." Yang Jin said, dragging Song Yuanyuan away.

After receiving the signal, Jiang Fang also excused himself to smoke.Suddenly only You Zhen and him were left in the practice room, Zhai Lan didn't understand, and asked in a daze, "What are they doing out there?"

"You're tired." You Zhen said, thinking in his heart that this group of people had too many things to do.

The guitar was so close to him, Zhai Lan lowered his eyes, seeing the strings of the guitar in front of him, so he reached out and plucked it naturally.

The dull metal vibration was very different from what he had imagined.

So I changed the string, and there was no sound of the electric guitar in the usual understanding.

When he listened to Lufeng's performance, he would be moved with all his emotions, but Zhai Lan only stayed at the stage of looking at these musical instruments, and did not have a deep understanding of these instruments.Seeing that he sensed some interest, You Zhen simply took off the guitar, hung it on Zhai Lan's shoulder, and taught him how to hold it in his arms.

"You just hold it like this... Spread your fingers, don't press it yet... Hold your left hand from the side to use more strength." You Zhen helped him adjust the strap and sitting posture as if no one was there.

He took a few steps forward to turn on the speaker, turned sideways and reminded: "Try now?"

Zhai Lan didn't know why, so he pushed hard.

The sound was almost like landslides and ground cracks, even Zhai Lan couldn't bear it, and quickly learned to press down on the six strings.You Zhen frowned first, then laughed loudly: "Zhai Lan, you really don't have much talent!"

"Really?" Zhai Lan also laughed, and the chord woke him up like an alarm clock, "I'm not very good at it."

You Zhen returned to his side, clasped his hands, and positioned them bit by bit.He stood behind Zhai Lan, bent down, so that his chest was closely pressed against Zhai Lan's back, he spoke against his ear, and his breathing could accurately convey the inexplicably faster heartbeat, and no one escaped.

"Look, like this, play gently..."

The fingers are intertwined, and they slowly pass over the three strings, leaving fingerprints belonging to two people.Zhai Lan held his breath, the entire small room was filled with soundproof cotton, the clear chords of the guitar were like You Zhen's embrace.

"It's very simple, right?" You Zhen seemed to be smiling, but Zhai Lan couldn't see his expression clearly.

He nodded.

Something brushed against the hair lightly, You Zhen straightened up: "I'll teach you when I have time."

In a daze for a moment, Zhai Lan had the illusion that it was an out-of-bounds kiss, but it seemed to be just You Zhen's fingertips with musical notes.