Chapter 199: Brother
The day before the SH Midi Music Festival, Huang Huanjiang called Cheng Xiaoyu and asked him to take his band to Sanjia Port in Pudong at half past five in the afternoon. And gave him the phone number of Jia Ping, the director of music festival operations.
So Cheng Xiaoyu drove Cayenne when he went to the Forest of Lights in the morning, Chen Haoran was so obsessed with his dark symphony in the past two days that he couldn't do it, and the song "I Shot Myself" in the front row simply made him disgusted, and Cheng Xiaoyu must be arranging a magnificent music of the dark symphony.
Compared with Cheng Xiaoyu, who only listens to the melody of pseudo-shake, Cheng Haoran is the real shake of the eight classics, but although he doesn't like the pop style, he will not be disgusted with Cheng Xiaoyu's tunes, after all, Cheng Xiaoyu's music is at least one level higher than the current pop music.
Chen Haoran used double kick drums in rehearsals for these two days, which not only allowed Chen Haoran to find real rock in the violent drumbeat, but also the icing on the cake for their interpretation of heavy metal music.
And Xia Shamo's mastery of the electric guitar is getting better and better, from the very jerky to the current proficiency, which makes the whole music much more complete, which is also fortunate that Cheng Xiaoyu's keyboard skills are too good, and he can make up for Xia Shamo's difference at any time, so that Xia Shamo can play without pressure, and singing itself is Xia Shamo's strength, so naturally there is nothing to say.
It's just that playing and singing has increased the difficulty of her singing, and at the beginning she was a little careless, and the difficulty of Cheng Xiaoyu telling her to sing is not in the performance, or how high the singing skills are, but in the close consistency of playing and singing. But this is also thanks to Xia Shamo's strong basic skills, good pitch, strong tonality, and in the past few days, the rehearsal time has reached ten hours every day, after some hard work, Xia Shamo will basically not have anything wrong now.
A few people rehearsed tirelessly for most of the day, and in the afternoon, a few people had something to eat, and Cheng Xiaoyu drove them towards Sanjia Port.
Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Xia Shamo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, her fingers were full of red marks left by pressing the strings. This made Cheng Xiaoyu feel a little distressed. With such a heavy load of rehearsals, Cheng Xiaoyu and Chen Haoran were a little unbearable, not to mention the thin Xia Shamo, but she never shouted "tired." Or rather, "I want to rest." "Even when Cheng Xiaoyu said to rest. Xia Shamo will also hold the guitar, sit on the sofa, and pluck gently.
At the moment when the business of Sankogang Waterfront Park is booming, there is a huge blue SHmidi music festival poster sign erected outside, and there are three stages "Tang", "Song" and "Ming" performance programs below. On the third day, the program from 8 p.m. to 11:30 p.m. is blank, which is the tradition of the Midi Music Festival, and the list of performances on the last night will be voted on by the audience.
Because the car couldn't be driven in, Cheng Xiaoyu and the others could only enter the amusement park under the still vicious sun. Wang Ou drew a performance list at the door, looked at it carefully over and over, and didn't find the words "Guilty Crown", so he asked a little suspiciously, "Xiaoyu, why don't we have the name of our orchestra?"
Cheng Xiaoyu patted Wang Ou on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry." He took out his mobile phone and called Jia Ping, the operations director of the Midi Music Festival. Cheng Xiaoyu asked for directions. The four of them walked towards the location of the organizing committee of the festival.
When he found Jia Ping, he was talking to a few staff members and arranging for them to organize an afternoon band "audition". Strictly speaking, our so-called "audition" consists of two separate parts, called "walkway" and "plug-in". On the day of the band's arrival at the festival venue or the day before, the stage director or the Artist Coordinator will contact the band to confirm the need for a stage walk and to determine the time of the walk. The band uses this time to familiarize themselves with the stage and communicate with the inner and outer field tuners on issues such as return and volume ratio, who record the parameters of each band. In general, big-name bands rarely come to the stage, and only bands like Cheng Xiaoyu who are not famous enough will come cautiously.
The so-called "plug-in time" is the interval from the end of the previous group of artists' performances to the official performance of your performance, ranging from 15-30 minutes. The performance time of "The Guilty Crown" is ten minutes ahead of the performance time of the first band. It was only obtained after squeezing out the "plug-in time" of several bands performing in front of the Guilty Crown. Of course, it is not easy to adjust the performance time of the big-name bands in the back, but the small bands in front naturally follow how Jia Ping arranges, and they dare not complain.
The first to walk the stage are the bands that will perform tomorrow. Walking on the stage is not a big deal, and Jia Ping will naturally not go over. After talking to a few staff members, I planned to go back to the air-conditioned tent.
After Cheng Xiaoyu found the organizing committee, he called Jia Ping again, Cheng Xiaoyu saw the middle-aged man with glasses walking towards the organizing committee tent in front of him raise his mobile phone, so he guessed that it should be him, and hurriedly shouted, "Director Jia." "It's kind of funny to shout like this. So when he walked towards Jia Ping, he changed his words for the second time, "Hello, is it Director Jia Ping?"
Jia Ping turned his head and saw four young and naΓ―ve children, and he felt a little bad, thinking that Huang Huanjiang had stuffed a hot potato for him. It is not without the fact that there are no big companies that require their bands to perform at midi festivals, which is beneficial for both parties, the band can expand its popularity, and the music festival can expand its influence. But those who can be recommended by large companies to participate in the festival must have quite strong strength, playing in a band or playing rock, it is difficult to play any tricks without the accumulation of time, especially heavy metal is very instrumental. But it is also possible that they are playing folk songs, but it is difficult to have any good works without the accumulation of time for folk songs, so Jia Pinghu asked suspiciously, "You are the crown of sin?"
Cheng Xiaoyu nodded, Jia Ping looked at a few immature faces, and said with a black line, "Please wait a minute." Then he stepped aside and called Huang Huanjiang, he was not from the artist coordination department, and he didn't know that the guilty crown had also been invited. Dialing the phone, Jia Ping couldn't wait to question, "Hey, Lao Huang, you're too unreliable, aren't you?" Is this Guilty Crown your company's contracted band?"
Huang Huanjiang didn't see Cheng Xiaoyu's performance, and he didn't know about the guilty crown, a band that was a little famous on the Internet, but he thought that his friend Cao Danian had always been stricter, and he didn't go wrong, so he said, "It's not our signed band, but the background is quite big, and the level should be good." Either you take an assessment, and if it is not suitable, you will be replaced at the front and let them show their faces. β
Jia Ping smiled bitterly: "Lao Huang, aren't you cheating on me." I've sent notices to adjust the time.,You now want me to adjust the order.,Last time I thought it was a bit too much to eat your hairy crab.,Now it seems like it's really a loss to me.γ What is the background of these little?
Huang Huanjiang can't talk nonsense about Cheng Xiaoyu's identity. After all, it is about the reputation of the president of the company, so he can only say vaguely, "In short, there is a source, and it is not convenient for me to say the specifics." Do you want to adjust the order here, let's see! I mean it's good to be able to play twice. I have an explanation. Huang Huanjiang was not very worried about Cheng Xiaoyu's level, and in the end he felt that it was better to be stable.
Jia Ping sighed and said, "You are conscious." If you don't get two bottles of Moutai, you're really sorry for me. β
Huang Huanjiang agreed with a smile.
After the two sides closed the line, Jia Ping was still a little entangled, so he walked up to Cheng Xiaoyu and asked, "What kind of performance experience have you had?"
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and replied calmly, "I sang in the bar for a while during the winter vacation last year. β
Jia Ping groaned and said, "Then you don't have experience in large-scale music festivals or galas, and it is a bit inappropriate to arrange it in the current performance position, so I should adjust your band's performance time to two o'clock in the afternoon, so that you don't have any pressure, in case something goes wrong." The impact is also not great. β
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care, and he didn't know much about the meaning of the performance order, but he believed that as long as the music was good, the audience would buy it, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Director Jia Ping, you look at the arrangement, we were originally in the queue, and we caused you a lot of trouble, and we didn't have to cooperate with you to work." Isn't that too discontenting?"
Jia Ping also smiled, feeling that this young man was still very easy to deal with, and when he was about to ask someone to take them to the stage, a loud call attracted everyone's attention, "Oops." Isn't this our genius drummer Chen Haoran?"
Cheng Xiaoyu and Jia Ping both turned their heads to look at the source of the voice, and a handsome young man with long hair and seven or eight earrings, wearing an orange vest and ripped jeans appeared in everyone's field of vision, his eyes full of cynicism.
Cheng Xiaoyu saw that Chen Haoran's always pale face turned red, and he didn't know if Chen Haoran was hot or because of something else.
Jia Ping knew Lu Yang, the lead singer and rhythm guitarist of this "war machine qì". greeted "Xiao Lu, do you want to come to the stage in the afternoon?"
Lu Yang smiled at Jia Ping and said, "Well, Director Jia, come and have a look." I didn't happen to run into my former brother, so I came up to say hello. After speaking, he stepped forward and invited Chen Haoran, who was a little thin.
Chen Haoran turned his head and pushed Lu Yang away with a look of disgust, and said, "We don't have a relationship anymore, please stay away from me." Although Chen Haoran doesn't usually talk much, he just ignores people, and he won't show his bad feelings for anyone, Cheng Xiaoyu This is the first time I've seen him obviously show that he hates someone.
Lu Yang didn't mind, he looked around at Cheng Xiaoyu and them, stayed on Xia Shamo's body for a few more seconds, and said mockingly, "This is your new band, why are they all little kids like you?
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't watch Lu Yang's clown-like performance, and asked Jia Ping a little funny, "Director Jia Ping, who is this?
Jia Ping is also a little embarrassed, like these big-name bands are all invited by the Artist Coordination Department, there are not many famous bands in China, and those who play rock and roll have always had a hot temper, ridicule and quarrels are just pediatrics, and there are also things that do not agree with each other, and now this situation seems to have old grudges, so he said, "This is the lead singer of your well-known band in SH City, you don't know it, right?"
Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the punk young man named Lu Yang again and shook his head. Jia Ping could only walk up and whisper to Lu Yang, "Xiao Lu, you hurry up and go to the stage, that little fat man over there has a background, don't make trouble here, you won't be able to get off the stage when you get off." β
Lu Yang laughed dryly, and he didn't really take Cheng Xiaoyu and them to heart, and said, "That's okay, Director Jia will give you a face, and you will take care of my brother's band." Before leaving, he said to Chen Haoran, "I didn't expect you to learn to hug your thighs now!
Chen Haoran was just silent and did not respond. Wang Ou couldn't help but want to go up and grab the punk young man, Chen Haoran stretched out his hand to pull Wang Ou, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, just ignore him." β
Of course, Cheng Xiaoyu could see that there was a gap between the two parties, but what was going on, who was right and who was wrong, only after asking Chen Haoran would he know. β
Jia Ping walked back to Cheng Xiaoyu's side and said, "These young people who play rock and roll are just a little bit of a bad temper, they are not bad, I guess they were a little entangled with your companion before, just bear with it." β
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't respond to his thoughts about this dispute, as if asking casually, "Isn't the war plane qì the band that just happened to be performing behind us?"
Jia Ping nodded, and some ominous premonitions rose in his heart. (To be continued.) )
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