"Distinguished leaders, teachers, and friends on the scene, good afternoon!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The audience applauded.

The show took turns on stage one by one, the Black Hole Band was ranked eighth, the sky was getting darker, and the overhead lights had been turned on on the stage.

The makeup of the backstage, the props of the props, and the memorization of the lines, are all busy.

Wang Lele poked out his head, glanced at it, and retracted his head like a frightened rabbit, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Boss, what should I do? I'm starting to get nervous!"

Cao Wu glanced at Batu on the side, his legs were already trembling.

Before this, the two of them had never been on stage, and it was still a stage with thousands of audiences, and it was normal to be nervous, even Cao Wu himself was a little nervous, let alone them.

"It's fine. Cao Wu put his arm around Batu's neck, stood with Lele, and comforted: "Aren't we already very familiar with the practice? It's just that the venue has changed from the recording studio to the school stage, as long as we follow the level in the recording studio." ”

Patting Batu on the shoulder, Cao Wu smiled and said, "Come, adjust your breathing with me." Take a deep breath first, hold it, and spit out slowly......"

After taking a few deep breaths, Lele was obviously much better, while Batu still looked very nervous.

Cao Wu noticed that he seemed to have something on his mind, so he asked, "It's okay, don't be nervous, what are you worried about?"

Batu took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Cao Wu, if we lose, will you really stop playing music in the future?"

Cao Wu was stunned, he didn't expect that Batu was worried about himself.

"You...... Why are you worried about this? It's okay, we're not going to lose. ”

"But what if?" said Batuu, frowning.

"No in case. Cao Wu paused and said, "Besides, it's me and Zhang Haozhe who bet on it, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"How can it be okay?" said Batu seriously: "You are my best friend, and now you are a member of a team, we are a team, we are a whole. ”

"That's right!" Lele clenched his fists and interjected: "Whoever provokes us, we will fight back!"

Looking at their serious appearance, Cao Wu was suddenly a little moved, but more ashamed.

He suddenly found that for so many days, he had always had a prophetic sense of superiority, he regarded himself as a person who had come before, and Batu and Lele as juniors who needed to be supported by him.

However, he forgot that they were brothers and sisters who had worked with him for ten years for the band!

They don't give less to the band than they do, and they don't care about themselves at all.

On the contrary, with some advantages of a traverser, he takes it for granted that he regards himself as a savior?

Cao Wu, you really look up to yourself.

……

Cao Wu fell into self-blame, and Batu on the side refuted Lele's statement: "What you said is like a gang." ”

"What's wrong with the gang? I think the gang is pretty good. ”

"Nope. Cao Wu raised his head, and the expression on his face at this moment was more serious than ever: "We are not a team, we are a family. ”

"Okay, I'm going to be my sister!" Lele raised his hand in response.

"Wishful thinking. Cao Wu patted her head, he looked at Batu, and said seriously: "Batu, you are right, we are a whole, advance and retreat together, we are good brothers, we are each other's support, buddy's music road is in your hands, do you support me?"

Batu trembled even more, but after a few moments, he slowly stopped shaking.

His face turned black and red, and after a moment he burst out of the sentence: "Damn! I'm afraid of a ball! Isn't it just a small show?

"That's it!" Lele roared as he waved his little fist and the dragon roared.

"Cao Wu, it's time to move the instrument. Teacher Cui ran over and informed.

"Let's go!" Lele excitedly picked up a hanging cymbal and rushed to the stage.

Cao Wu and Batu looked at each other, and hurriedly picked up the snare drum and kick drum to follow.

……

"Hey, Li Xue, do you usually like to listen to songs?"

"I like it!"

"Do you have a favorite band?"

"Yes, I really like the songs of the Ancient City Band, and the Blood-Dripping String Band, which has been very popular lately. ”

"Did you know that we have a band in our school?"

"Oh?

"Of course, and this time they're singing their own original songs!"

"Really? I'll have to enjoy it later. ”

……

The host is talking nonsense on stage, leaving enough time for Cao Wu and them to go on stage.

Cao Wu's observation in the early stage of the rehearsal came in handy at this time, his hands and feet were quick, and the microphone and cables were installed in an orderly manner, and he gestured to Yu Shengli at the stage and lowered the sound table.

The reason why Cao Wu took the time to help Shengli debug the equipment also had something to do with the performance time of his band.

Tuning is not a matter of fixed parameters, depending on the sound, the tuner needs to be flexible.

It's okay to say if it's the opening performance, but the opening of this party is left to hip-hop.

Although he tuned the tone before the performance, as soon as a bunch of singing and dancing cross talk sketches and the like came on stage, the mixer basically invalidated all the parameters he had set before.

At noon, after Cao Wu finished debugging the equipment, he had already told Yu Shengli all the parameters he had debugged. Now he only needs a gesture, and Yu Shengli can restore all the parameters to the parameters that he has tuned to the most perfect and most suitable for this band's performance.

The brilliance of any moment of success has an unknown accumulation of hard work, and there is no such thing as racial talent for a black raper without long-term practice.

"Okay, let's have an invitation next, the Black Hole Band from Class 13 of the second year of high school, bring us original songs, stubborn!"

After the preparations were done, the host teacher who had a good time finally ended the string of words with satisfaction and left the stage to the Black Hole Band.

Cao Wu and the three of them stood still in front of the stage, looked at the black pressure of the head under the stage, and swallowed saliva in unison.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Wu approached the microphone and whispered, "Hello everyone, we are the Black Hole Band from the twenty-third class of high school. ”

"Whoa!"

"Whew!"

The classmates in the class gave a lot of cheers and applause to their faces, and Zhang Tao and Liu Jianxin, who had already finished performing the break, shouted very loudly.

"Next song, I want to give to one of my classmates. Cao Wu continued: "He is usually very silent, he is like a transparent person in the class, whenever the teacher asks a question, he never takes the initiative to raise his hand, but silently prays in his heart not to call himself, even if he knows that question." He has always been alone, eating alone, studying alone, going home alone, and he never reveals his heart to others. ”

Many students were suddenly touched, as if he was talking about himself.

Lu Qingsong, who was sitting in the audience, noticed something, raised his head in surprise, and just met Cao Wu's gaze.

Looking at Lu Qingsong's surprised expression, Cao Wu continued: "Actually, he is a very strong person, and the pressure of the family did not overwhelm him, but shaped his tenacious character. He is hot inside, and he is also sensitive and shy. He doesn't like to follow the so-called rules, but chooses to live the way he wants. ”

"He's an ordinary person, he has his own stubbornness. ”

After a pause, Cao Wu looked around and said, "A stubborn song, give it to everyone." ”

The sound of the guitar is flying in an instant!