Pilot

Counting Shi Ye's alone conversation in the small black room, Gao Ce and Niu Xiaojun insisted on calling everyone in the band together for a meeting.Shi Ye and the others started to feel sleepy after listening to their teaching for a while, and finally they couldn't stand it anymore, so they all slipped into the rehearsal room.

Nothing is more convincing than a piece of writing.At this moment, if I go to the Internet to clarify or press, there is no good album or a good work that is worthwhile.

What's more, the old members of the band really don't care, and they are afraid of this even when the wind and waves are coming.

And the new member Midsummer...

Those public opinions are not within his concern. Right now, Shengxia's mind is full of where to buy canned fruit, and what Gao Ce told him just now, keeping a distance from Shi Ye outside.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly Shi Ye flicked his ear next to him.

"Don't be distracted." Shi Ye's tone was ordinary, with the usual indifference, "Don't be distracted during rehearsal."

Sheng Xia glanced at the other party and understood the meaning in Shi Ye's eyes.

He suppressed his smile and said, "Oh."

During the interval between adjusting the equipment, Shengxia plugged in the earphones and flipped through his notebook.He thought for a while and said, "I mentioned to Brother Gao Ce that I wanted to make a concept album, can I talk about it?"

Shi Ye frowned, and interrupted: "I told Gao Ce, let's talk about the new album, first record a remake of "Summertime"."

Sheng Xia closed the notebook, and glanced at Shi Ye faintly.

Niu Xiaojun talked about this with Sheng Xia.Everyone meant to re-record the album "Summertime" because the album received good reviews, listeners liked it, and few music critics criticized it.Releasing a new album at this time is risky and time-consuming. Everyone wants to be on the safe side.Let everyone know Shengxia first, new works can be made slowly in the process of re-recording.

Shi Ye was selfish.It’s not that simple to make a new album, it’s time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive. They haven’t worked together for a long time. If the effect is not good, who else can take over the blame, who else can be except Shengxia.

"Don't do it," Sheng Xia wrapped up the earphones, "It's better to move forward."

Shi Ye frowned: "I have the final say on this matter, don't mess around at this juncture."

"I know you have the final say, but I still want to talk about my thoughts." Sheng Xia didn't budge, "I still have the right to speak, and the re-recording is so boring, it's not interesting..."

"I said it's not suitable now, but you want to..."

"Okay, okay..." Xiao wanted to see their strange atmosphere, so he beat the drum to smooth things over: "Sheng Xia, let's talk first, let's listen, let's talk after listening."

Xiao Xiang, as the only woman, has been sandwiched between a few bad-tempered gentlemen as a peacemaker. She has been doing this kind of thing for ten years, and it has long become a conditioned reflex.

Sheng Xia glanced at Shi Ye quickly, and saw that the other party was silent, so he continued.

"It's just a concept, seven songs, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, both in English and Chinese, the name of the album is Color." Sheng Xia took out a clip from his bag, and took out a few pieces of paper, "Qu me It has been written long ago. I need to listen to your thoughts on the branch, I have written some words, but I am not satisfied, see if you are interested."

He wrote this Color for four years.

"What about the theme?" Shi Ye asked straightforwardly, "It's a bit random."

Sheng Xia's tone has always been calm: "There is no need to have a fixed theme, it is something broader... Like red, it can be passionate or bloody. When I write, it is also gradual. Listen to it first..."

He sat down in front of the piano and said, "The tone is soft at the beginning, and it will be more powerful after entering it..."

Midsummer began to play the piano.

Shi Ye stayed for a while.

"Slow down in the middle, here you don't need a half-cadence, use a major to a minor..." Sheng Xia squinted his eyes, but no one was listening to him anymore, the other three were stunned, listening to him, "This will be heavier ..."

It is said that the piano is the most temperamental instrument. Shi Ye didn't think it before, but now watching Sheng Xia play it gives him a taste.

People are very charming when they are focused on doing things. Sheng Xia must not know it. He is very, very beautiful when he plays the piano.

Confidence, determination, ease and a little sloppy, more of a sense of fit with the notes... He seems to be embedded in it, you will feel that this person should have been sitting there, he is too calm.

A sharp C2 sounded——

"Finally."

After listening for 3 minutes, the rehearsal room was completely silent.

Seeing the strange expressions of these three people, Sheng Xia whispered, "Maybe I didn't perform very well just now. I also recorded a demo but didn't bring it with me. If you think this is okay..."

After being stunned for a while, Xiao wanted to beat the drums and applaud first: "This is handsome! It sounds good!"

Shi Ye had nothing to say.

In fact, he is amazing, a simple paragraph, but you can really hear the level.It's understandable why Sheng Xia doesn't want to sing songs from four years ago. He has something new, and he seems to want to prove something to himself.

Shi Ye has been distracted.

Not surprisingly it is false.He knew that Sheng Xia was talented, he knew it a long time ago, but the aura he saw before hadn't been polished, it was suppressed by age, and it was a bit childish.

It's different now, even his posture of playing the piano has changed, it's not green at all.

Grow up, really grown up.

Both Zhong Zheng and Xiao Xiang became interested in this color that was still in the cradle, and they dragged Shengxia to chatter and discuss for a long time. Shi Ye didn't want to join the topic, but in the end he was pulled into the discussion group, and started to look at Shengxia's ghosts. spectrum.

He put the guitar aside, watched Sheng Xia talk to Xiao Xiang, pretended to move a stool to sit beside Sheng Xia, moved it down, and lightly touched the side of Sheng Xia's leg with his knee.

Then it didn't move away.

Sheng Xia spoke well, being touched so suddenly, he didn't dare to move, and his legs didn't wobble.He only felt that the part that was touched was especially hot, and he lost consciousness, and seemed to be a little numb.

"It's just..." Sheng Xia began to stammer, "I personally think that the style can be richer, and the content doesn't need to be...limited. After all, color is an adjective, so I think it's quite...difficult to write an adjective, so... "

"So there is still a theme, one-to-one correspondence is the best." Shi Ye looked very calm, he took Sheng Xia's pen and began to write, "Red writes enthusiasm-bloody-death, three stages, using a structure with large ups and downs .”

"Orange writes vitality, youth is the best—" Shi Ye stared at the paper, and his knee suddenly rubbed against Shengxia lightly, "However, I don't have such a thing as vitality, and I can't help with this part. If I come to write lyrics, maybe will come up with sentences describing how delicious oranges are."

Sheng Xia's ears turned red from that blow, and he shrank his legs reflexively.

He reluctantly said, "I... think this idea is good."

Shi Ye felt that he was hiding, and was about to move his foot away, but Sheng Xia stretched out his foot to touch Shi Ye's shoe, and let their knees kiss together again.

Shi Ye raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Xiang and Zhong Zheng didn't pay attention to their movements, they were too busy reading the score to get excited.After Xiao Xiang finished listening, he frowned, and suddenly asked behind the piano: "Other colors are easy to write, but what about the yellow below? We still need to avoid Coolplay's "yellow"... Sorry, actually I thought at first The yellow is that yellow... Could it be possible to write that yellow?"

Xiao Xiao's tone was full of twists and turns.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Ye suddenly reached out and rubbed Sheng Xia's waist gently.

Both Zhong Zheng and Xiao Xiang were in blind spots, and they were still whispering to each other while reading the score.

When Shi Ye saw that the other person's face was starting to turn red, he approached Sheng Xia and whispered, "Don't forget to buy something for me."

Xiao Xiang was still asking: "Ah, why don't you answer, what do you write in yellow? Write that kind of yellow? Is it a bit too much?"

Sheng Xia's face was flushed, because Shi Ye's hand was down, he didn't dare to move, he could only lower his head and pinch his knuckles, pretending to be calm.

Shi Ye raised his head and replied in a good mood: "Why can't it be that yellow, just write the yellow you want, how good is yellow, bright and soft, not vulgar but not gaudy. I think the world can be a little more——"

He elongated his voice: "Yellow."

Sheng Xia closed her eyes with difficulty breathing.