Syllable!

As soon as his skull hurt, Cao Wu woke up with a spirit, but he heard a burst of laughter in his ears.

Looking left and right, Cao Wu was stunned.

Lao Tzu became Charlotte?

The afternoon sun shone brightly over the classroom, and even with the windows open, it was extremely hot.

A familiar face beside him was looking at Cao Wu who was straightening up with a smile of kindness or schadenfreude.

On the podium, a short and fat middle-aged man, half-bowed his head, glared at him coldly from above his glasses, and said slowly: "Let's continue to speak, 'A pair of Danfeng triangular eyes, two curved willow leaves hanging eyebrows, slim, coquettish, powdered face with spring power is not revealed, Dan lips smell before laughing', this is Wang Xifeng's description when he first appeared, the most important sentence is 'Dan lips are not smiling before smelling', which also reflects Wang Xifeng's character characteristics......"

The students all turned their attention back to class, and Cao Wu came back to his senses at this time.

Hiss!

He gasped and looked at a hair between his fingers, feeling mixed feelings.

I really crossed over and returned to the class in high school.

It's really unpredictable, just like the hair-like self now, I would never have thought that twenty years later, I would become a top-notch person with barbed wire around and an ice rink in the middle.

Pinching his black and bright hair, Cao Wu's heart ached.

Why do you want to be cheap, with a hair on the top of the skull to verify it?

Pull out one and drop ten, this is a scarce resource on the head!

After shifting his attention and his panicked mood eased somewhat, Cao Wu looked at the textbook.

"Language" compulsory 3.

He quickly found the memory node.

September 2009 was the first semester of the second year of high school, just a few days after the start of school.

Because I chose a liberal arts class, I had to separate from my familiar friends and classmates and came to a brand new class.

It was precisely because of this class assignment that I met the members of the band who have been working together for nearly ten years.

Sitting in the first row, the little Lori with a double ponytail is named Wang Lele.

She was wearing the smallest school uniform, still looking big, and her small head was almost blocked by the books on the back desk. But despite her small size, she is 100% a high school student, and she is four months older than Cao Wu.

She is the bassist in the future Cao Wu band, and she is not the kind of marginal bassist who can only root the sound, but there is real kung fu under her hands, a thief who slaps 6. I remember that I was shocked by the band interview at that time, so much so that he asked to be the lead guitar during the rehearsal, and he was a little weak, after all, from a technical point of view, he would never be able to catch up with this little girl at that time.

Although black bass players are popular in the circle, everyone knows in their hearts that if you want to form a band that can be on the stage, a good bassist is indispensable, otherwise you won't even be able to arrange a song!

In a song, there is a bass and no bass are definitely two completely different feelings, the drum and the bass are the skeleton of the whole song, and the harmony of the two determines the level of performance of the whole song, and the bass is particularly important in the harmonic arrangement.

The bass is responsible for the low-frequency part of the music, and although most listeners will not even notice the bass, the bass is like the foundation of a building, and only when the foundation is stable can the building above be designed with all kinds of tricks.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the bass player may be a dispensable role, but in the eyes of musicians, especially for bands that need to perform live, the bass player is definitely one of the sources of liveness, second only to the drummer.

Where did she go after the band broke up? It seems that she emigrated to Finland and hasn't seen her since.

Looking at the window, the little white face who was lowering his head and concentrating on trimming his nails with small scissors was called Lu Qingsong, who was the keyboardist of the band and the only distinguished member of the band.

If there is no sense of existence, the keyboardist and the bass player are definitely brothers and sisters, or even more tragic, at least the bass player can still shake his hair in front of the stage, while the keyboardist can only hide in the dark corners of the stage and work hard.

Especially after the popularity of heavy metal and hardcore punk, the status of keyboard players has become more and more deteriorating, and even feels like an effect for most people.

But in a well-equipped band, the keyboardist is definitely the one with the most solid and rich knowledge of music theory.

There are at least five positions in a band: vocals, guitar, keyboards, bass and drums, and if you had to say which of these positions is the most technically comprehensive, the keyboardist is definitely number one.

Since the beginning of rock music, the keyboardist's weapon has changed from the bulky piano to the keyboard, which is commonly known as the electronic organ, and the scientific name is the music synthesizer.

If you want to make music, a keyboard is the most basic device, and a professional music producer can even use a keyboard to create a complete piece of music.

The electronic music that became popular all over the world before Cao Wu's crossing benefited from the development of synthesizer technology.

I remember that at the dinner on the day the band disbanded, Lu Qingsong was drunk and cried heartbreakingly.

Where did he go after that? It seems that he went back to his hometown and became a music teacher.

As for the last row, the fat black man who quickly stuffed a whole bun into his mouth while the teacher was writing a board book, swallowed it without a few chews, and rolled his eyes in a choked manner, was the drummer of the band, named Batu.

That's right, he is Mongolian, and Cao Wu's only familiar friend in this class.

He and Cao Wu are young, his father and Cao Wu's mother are colleagues of the City Song and Dance Troupe, one is a horse-head piano player, and the other is a singer.

Batu's family is a family of horse-head qin, his father, his grandfather, and his grandfather's grandfather are all horse-head violinists, but in his life, he suddenly became obsessed with the drum kit.

Looking at the young faces of his old friends, Cao Wu had mixed feelings in his heart.

If it weren't for themselves, everyone might not have set foot on this road at all and suffered so much.

Reborn, do you still want to take the road of music? Cao Wu was a little confused.

With the memory of foresight, should it be like in those novels, speculating in stocks, buying houses, and making money?

Or do you want to break into the music industry again?

I have tried the latter myself, I already have an understanding, and the consequences are clear.

In the previous life, everyone was allowed to live a hard life with themselves, will it continue in this life?

Moreover, I didn't get out of the mix in my previous life, so why should I do it in this life?

The music industry is very realistic, and there are more talented people, but not everyone can get ahead.

If you want to become famous, strength, background, and wrist are all indispensable, and you have to be on your side with the god of luck.

How to choose?

Jingle bells!

When the bell rang for the end of class, Cao Wu sighed, let's go with the flow!

"Cao Wu!

Looking back, Cao Wu saw a tall, sunny and handsome boy standing at the back door waving at him.

The appearance of a boy who can wear a school uniform with a sense of male model is absolutely durable, and Zhang Haozhe is confirming this.

Just leaning on the door frame and simply putting his hands in his pockets, it attracted the attention of most of the girls in the class.

"Wow! Look! There's a handsome guy at the back door!"

"Zhang Haozhe! It's him! Art class, I heard that he formed a band when he was in junior high school, and he is the lead singer!"

"I'm from the same school as him! I've seen him perform! He's so handsome! It's like a professional band!"

……

Walking towards the back door, Cao Wu listened to the whispering discussions, and secretly felt a little funny.

The little kid in junior high school, it's good to be able to discharge a complete song, professional yarn!

Moreover, Lao Tzu was also playing the guitar on stage at that time, why didn't you recognize me?

"Hurry up Cao Wu and tell you something. Zhang Haozhe stretched out his hand and put it around his shoulder.

As if he saw a fierce insect and a poisonous scorpion, he instinctively wanted to wave his hand away, but at the last moment, he stiffened his arm, and Cao Wu only felt like he was being wrapped around his neck by a slippery and greasy python, and he suddenly had goosebumps.

Of course, this is just an illusion, Cao Wu took a deep breath, stepped out of the classroom with Zhang Haozhe.

He already knew what was going on.

Zhang Haozhe was ready to kick him out of the band.