Hostility, undisguised hostility.

Fang Yan thought, this is very similar to when he first entered the prison, a group of prisoners and big brothers also looked at him in such a weird manner, with strange eyes.

Especially the two big brothers of lead guitar and bass. Several members of the band got together improvised, rehearsed for more than 2 months, and became friends early. The performance started immediately, and Chen Jihai shoehorned in an outsider, and no one was comfortable.

Chen Jihai asked the lead singer Xu Yong to talk about the rhythm guitar, rehearsed again half an hour later, and turned around and left.

Xu Yong lay down on the sofa again and asked, "How much does Lao Chen give you?" ”

This question is very rude, Fang Yan said, Mu has money.

Xu Yong was a little surprised and didn't believe it, but he was a little more balanced. He thought, this kid must be too poor. He asked, "Then why don't the Hong Kong people give you money?" ”

"Temporary help. The rhythm guitar teacher had a car accident. ”

"That's right! That's the key. Xu Yong slapped his face, turned over and sat up, stared at Fang Yan and asked, "You tell the truth, is this your conspiracy?" ”

"Forehead ......"

There was a strange fragrance floating in the lounge, faint, and it had been lingering. Several people had infinitely peaceful, happy smiles on their faces. The atmosphere was very eerie. I see.

Fang Yan understood.

Fortunately, Xu Yong is a professional after all, although he can't look down on Shangyan, he doesn't delay his work. He grabbed an iPad, opened the PDF of the band's score, and told him upside down.

The guitar's score is divided into two lines, with a staff on the top and a staff on the bottom. Staff is a type of notation unique to the guitar that marks not the height of the note, but the position of the finger on the string. Xu Yong was halfway through speaking, and suddenly froze.

“…… Are you hungry? Fang Yan asked curiously.

"Hehehehe." Bess Weng Tianxu laughed. He laughed, and several people laughed, like idiots. The lifeless lounge was finally alive.

"Hey."

"What do you like to eat? Back to the pot meat, boiled fish, fried lamb with green onions, kung pao chicken, bullfrog, lamb skewers? Fang Yan said a bunch of home-cooked food.

"Oh!"

"When you say that, you're so hungry......"

"Hahaha."

Drummer Jason suddenly looked up at the sky and said, "Hybrid." ”

"What?"

"When he says fried noodles, the kid will say this, don't, ignore him." Xu Yong's fingers slid over the surface of the iPad, and he felt that every note was shaking in front of his eyes.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, the Chinese diet was broad and profound, and successfully diverted hatred.

A piece of paper floated from the air, and the keyboard Wang Yi smiled, like Guanyin Bodhisattva. He threw out a concert schedule (Run Down), which was densely packed with small print, almost all in English. In addition to the opening and encore, there are a total of 25 songs, and each line marks which instrument to use and what tune, which is very complicated.

He Yu wants to sing 15 old songs, 5 new songs, and 5 covers. Fang Yan thought, it really feels like cheating money. He hadn't heard nearly half of his songs.

The unit of the process order is "seconds", and not a second is bad.

Fang Yan looked at his own column, and it was written "Guitar2". Fortunately, it's not too complicated.

Half an hour later, the rehearsal began.

From the audience's point of view, the stage is roughly distributed like this. The drummer is in the back, the bass is on the left, and the lead guitar is on the left-center. The singer stands in the middle, sometimes running back and forth. A little back on the right, is the keyboard. Further to the right, there is the rhythm guitar, and Fang Yan is standing here.

Fang Yan had a Gibson Les Paul guitar in his hand. This guitar is very expensive, almost brand new, with new strings, and it feels very comfortable in the hand.

Drummer Jason beats the drum stick, 1234, giving a tempo. The first bar is the rhythm guitar, and Fang Yan has a music stand in front of him, with printed scores, and he plays it honestly.

A soft guitar sound came from the speakers.

On the stage, there are several monitors scattered around. They are also called "returns" and are specially designed for musicians. In large-scale concerts, all kinds of high-power speakers are very noisy, and singers and musicians on the stage can't hear the sound clearly. With monitoring, musicians can hear their instruments without distractions. Sometimes, musicians also wear monitor headphones.

Fang Yan was very enjoyable.

Jason's drum is solid, fierce, clean and powerful, like a heavy tank. Weng Tianxu's bass hangs on his chest, wrapping the drum sound all the time, clear and steady, and when it comes to the chorus, it is a smart hook string, which is extremely transparent. Xu Yong's lead guitar is sharp and crisp, and there is a large section of dense dotted strings when solo, which is fast and steady. Keyboard Wang Yi is also playing chords...... Relatively low-key.

The first time he joined the band, he met a professional-level musician, and Fang Yan was very lucky.

The band isn't top-notch, but it's good enough.

Music director Chen Jihai stood in front of a huge mixing console, listening with headphones on. In front of the mixer, there is also a tuner. His name is Big Mac, and he also wears headphones, closes his eyes, shakes his body, and listens intently.

But the two listened for different purposes.

Chen Jihai only listens to the rhythm guitar, what is Fang Yan's level, and whether he can get on it.

Big Mac listens to the overall effect of the band.

The tuner, also known as the sound engineer, is the brain of the concert. There are many things to adjust when the instrument signals come into the mixer: volume, effects, pan (the position of the instrument in space), and so on. In addition, the environment of the gymnasium is relatively poor, and the distribution (output) of various loudspeakers needs to be finely adjusted.

For example, Fang Yan's guitar is output from the speaker, and then there is a small microphone to pick up the sound, input the signal into the mixer, and after mixing, it is input into the speaker together with other instruments.

Halfway through a song, on the edge of the mixing console, Chen Jihai and the tuner Damai looked at each other, both a little confused.

This guitar ......

Big Mac asked, "Am I pushing a little higher?" ”

"Give it a try."

On the mixer, each track has an attenuator that controls the volume, colloquially known as a "fader". Big Mac turned up the proportions of Fang Yan's rhythm guitar a bit higher, and the volume was louder.

Originally, the equipment for each song had already been adjusted, but they all felt that the rhythm guitar had suddenly become better and could be a little louder.

The lead guitar often determines the style of the band, and the vocal proportion of the lead voice is also the largest. The rhythm guitar is just an accompaniment and cannot be highlighted.

"Higher." Chen Jihai said.

The rhythm guitar is responsible for the chord part, like a coat for the lead singer. Fang Yan looked at the score, did not make any changes, but each note was different, very elastic, colorful, and exuded a distinctive temperament. In the subtle places, it is full of wonderful rhythms and expressions.

The question of the quality of the musicians.

Fang Yan simply went through the score and integrated into the band. He was addicted, but he didn't know that the rest of the band was more enjoyable than him. Bass, drums, leads, keyboards...... Everyone feels like they're playing at a super level.

"Higher." Chen Jihai said.

The rhythm guitar brought up the whole band.

In the band, Xu Yong and Weng Tianxu are old rivers and lakes, just making money to support their families, they are dedicated enough, but they are not enthusiastic. What's the point of giving an accompaniment to an out-of-fashion singer and not much money? But now, they're getting excited, too.

Enjoyable! Comfortable!

It's fun!

"Fang Yan!" At the end of a song, Xu Yong screamed, turned down the guitar gear, and began to play a riff, which was not a concert track, but an old Deep Purple song "Smoke on the Water". He flicked it again, and Fang Yan immediately followed.

Then, drums and bass joined, and both of them shook their heads to the rhythm, like an underground rock band, and Xu Yong began to solo for a long time.

The busy staff didn't know what was going on and rushed to the stage.

"Smoke on the Water" is a strange song. In 1971, the Deep Purple Band was recording a song by a lake in Switzerland, and when they saw that the theater was on fire, it was chaotic, tragic and absurd, so they wrote this song. Unexpectedly, it became the supreme classic of rock music.

Chen Jihai's old face also showed a smile. The band has always been decent, with no bright spots, and now their mood is finally coming up. This is a rare tacit understanding. He poked the barley again.

"Finally, it is higher...... A little bit. ”

The band played for a while, and Chen Jihai was afraid of getting too excited, so he drove them back to the lounge. A few musicians get together and smoke cigarettes. Fang Yan nestled in the corner, holding the guitar, took an mp3 player, and listened to songs in the corner, reading the scores and lyrics. There are a lot of songs he has to listen to at least once.

It's like, memorizing an unfamiliar book 2 hours before the exam.