Outside the gate of the Tianhe Sports Center, scalpers wander around looking for fat sheep, and they have made a lot of money this year.

Selling selfie stickers and tattoo stickers, the students are working to improve their accommodation and meals for the next three days.

Local vendors are selling diapers and portable urine bags.

The biggest problem with the festival isn't eating and drinking, it's Lazar.

Don't feel ashamed of wearing diapers.

When you rush to the front row of the stage surrounded by thousands of people, grab the best position, shake your head wildly, drink beer, and then feel your bladder swell, and look back, only to see dense crowds of people and a tide of people, you know it's a good thing.

Of course, you can also choose to drink less water, depending on personal choice.

After going through the security check one by one, Niu Li took the Black Hole Band into the staff passage.

As a large-scale event, the outdoor music festival is subject to the approval and management of both the public security and cultural systems, and needs to be strictly controlled to prevent potential safety hazards.

Fireproof, waterproof and anti-trampede is the most important core of the security work of the music festival.

Therefore, in addition to checking for flammable and explosive materials, security personnel also need to check whether they are carrying containers such as water cups.

Music festivals, concerts and other large-scale events are generally not allowed to bring drinks into the venue, because they are afraid that fans will be too excited to listen to the song and throw bottles out and smash people.

Moreover, the venue is full of places where drinks and food are sold, which is also an important way for the organizers to recover costs.

The huge plaza of the Tianhe Sports Center is divided into three stages, one main stage and two secondary stages, separated by some mobile wooden houses, which are stalls selling snacks, meals and gifts.

The festival was sponsored by Budweiser, and its logo can be seen everywhere, even the pass hanging from the chest of Cao Wu and others has its green lettering.

The main reason for building different stages is to distinguish different musical styles.

Although the Guangzhou Music Festival is a rock theme, it also has to take care of the audience of folk, R&B, pop and other styles.

Because after all, not everyone likes rock music, and the more music styles there are, the more fans you can attract, so why not?

The three stages are numbered according to the distinction of DOU, RYE, ME, corresponding to the first three of the seven notes.

The central DOU stage is the main stage, where all other styles of music except rock are performed.

RYE and ME are both rock stages, and the stage of Black Hole is RYE, which happens to be on the same stage as beyond.

"Brother Jiaju!"

Cao Wu just arrived on the stage and saw Huang Jiaju and others, so he opened his mouth to say hello.

"Hey!Hello!" Huang Jiaju hugged the guitar and nodded with a smile.

"This is the Beyond band, the friends I met yesterday, Huang Jiaju, Da Fei, Ah Mao, and the biker boy. Cao Wu introduced.

Lele bowed: "Hello uncles!"

Huang Jiaju and the others had green faces at that time.

Niu Li saw it on the side, pinched Lele's buttocks, and said with a smile: "Call brother!"

Da Fei nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, musicians are no matter how big or small." ”

Lele turned around and questioned with his eyes, was he joking?

Cao Wu hurriedly diverted the topic: "Why are you here so early?"

"Come and tune the instrument early!" Huang Jiaju played a note and said, "By the way, you are performing behind us, right? ”

Cao Wu and the others were late, and most of the bands had already arrived at the back of the stage.

Of course, if it hadn't been rehearsing until the early hours of the morning yesterday, they would have come over early.

“When I'm walking down the street，”

"When I walk down the street,"

“All the glass boxes round n' round，”

"I was surrounded by glass boxes all around,"

……

Huang Jiaju and the band members rehearsed the singing repertoire.

Perhaps because of the lack of music style in this world, the arrangement of Huang Jiaju's song has obviously changed to a psychedelic rock style, murmuring, blurry, and completely devoid of the hard-core metal feeling of the original.

Cao Wu listened a little awkwardly, but it wasn't because it was not good, but there were some deviations between what he heard and what he remembered, which made him a little unaccustomed to it.

After singing the song, Huang Jiaju asked proudly: "How is it?"

"The sword is not old!" Cao Wu sincerely admired: "The basic skills are solid, and the arrangement style is changeable, especially your voice, which is definitely not reduced back then." ”

"Haha! It's like you've heard me sing back in the day. ”

Cao Wu hesitated, but still asked, "Brother Jiaju, why didn't you write Cantonese rock?"

Huang Jiaju thought for a while and said, "I wrote it when I was young, but I forgot it, and I can't write it now...... Moreover, people have become accustomed to listening to English and Chinese rock, and now Cantonese singers are basically folk and pop circles, Cantonese rock...... Alas, forget it, no one listens......"

Cao Wu was a little shocked, he couldn't believe that this sentence came from Huang Jiaju's mouth.

"How do you know that no one is listening?" he asked, stunned, "and besides, if no one listens, they won't sing?"

"Isn't singing just for people?" Huang Jiaju was also surprised: "And." If you want to make an album, you have to sing the songs that everyone likes!"

Cao Wu stared at him in surprise, and after a while, he shook his head in disappointment: "You are really old." ”

Huang Jiaju said as a matter of course: "I am almost fifty years old, of course I am old." ”

Cao Wu waved his hand, didn't want to say a word, turned his head and left.

Huang Jiaju looked confused: "This kid, what's the matter?

There was a sudden commotion at the entrance, and the band that was preparing craned their necks to look, but it was the six members of the Blood String Band who came.

Unlike commercial performances and galas, the joyful atmosphere of the festival is a grand festival for musicians.

It's a place where you can get up close and personal with your fans, you can play music with your musical friends, and no one can refuse this carnival.

Therefore, even though the appearance of the blood-dripping strings was in the afternoon, it still came backstage early.

Like everyone else, they were dressed in ordinary clothes, there was no such thing as a costume, and all six of them were simple T-shirts and jeans, with at most a jacket.

The only difference is that they don't have any instruments, and they have special staff to help them transport them, which is the only benefit of a first-class band at the festival.

The popularity of the six members of the Blood Spilled Strings Band is quite good, and they have stood out from the music festival, and many backstage bands know them, so they sit casually next to their acquaintances and chat, without any so-called celebrity shelf.

Miao Xiaofeng saw a familiar old friend and walked over.

The backstage was crowded, and he accidentally bumped into a person when he was sideways.

"I'm sorry......" Miao Xiaofeng subconsciously apologized, and the next moment he raised his eyes to look at the person he bumped into, but he was stunned.

"It doesn't matter. The man whispered back, giving him a seat.

Miao Xiaofeng didn't continue to move forward, but stared at the man, his eyes were hot, and he stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Miao Xiaofeng, can you get to know me?"

The man was a little puzzled, but he still politely stretched out his hand, nodded and said, "Hello, my name is Lu Qingsong." ”

As soon as the hands touched, they parted like electric strikes, because they were really beaten by electricity.

I don't know if it was Lu Qingsong or Miao Xiaofeng with static electricity, and as soon as the two shook hands, they heard a snap.

And this static electricity seemed to hit Miao Xiaofeng's heart directly, he felt that his heart was about to be paralyzed, and he couldn't help but shout in his heart: "What a cute boy!"