It was a cold December night, with a howling wind outside.

In the east wing, a group of people gathered around a television set, talking and waiting for the upcoming football match, which will be broadcast live tonight between the Chinese team and the Kuwait team. As long as the Chinese team wins this game, they can enter the final of this Asian Cup.

Before the game started, Bei Dao was already very excited, he stomped his feet for a while, and spun in circles for a while, Govin never knew that this famous poet was actually a Chinese fan.

Gu Cheng, who was sitting on the right side of Govine, was a little dizzy by the figure of Bei Dao turning around, stopped the poetry topic he was discussing with Zha Haisheng, and said angrily to Bei Dao, "Don't turn around, do you know what you look like now?" ”

"What?" Kitajima stopped and asked curiously.

"It's like a big mouse who has taken medicine."

"Holy!" Kitajima gestured with a middle finger, "Don't be foolish, brother, this is thinking about life!" ”

Govyn couldn't help but laugh as everyone became more and more acquainted, and their various mantras and small movements were actually learned by them.

Gu Cheng rolled his eyes, "This kind of ball is also worth exciting?" ”

", that's because of the better balls, we can't see them." Kitajima Yoyo spat out a word.

At this time, the game began, and everyone's eyes were focused on the TV screen again.

In this game, the Chinese team faced the Kuwait team's fierce pressing and fierce offensives again and again, did not panic and calmly responded, and launched rapid counterattacks from time to time on the basis of solid defense, and finally Li Huayun, who was known as the 'little rocket', knocked on the opponent's door with a breakthrough opportunity 15 minutes after the extension period. The Chinese team defeated the previous Asian Cup champion Kuwait and entered the final of this Asian Cup.

The room resounded with cheers, and Kitajima's howl of excitement lingered.

However, at this time, Govin's mind was still thinking about Kitajima's previous words.

Yes, we don't see a better game right now, but those days will soon pass, and with the major European leagues broadcasting, I'm afraid you'll start to miss the Chinese team that is now moving forward.

After watching the game, several people who were excited didn't have the heart to sleep, so they set up a mahjong stall under the advice of Kitajima.

Govin played for a while, and then went back to the house to sleep when he was a little tired, leaving only the remaining three people, Bei Dao, Gu Cheng and Zha Haisheng, to start playing poker.

Early the next morning, as soon as Govin stepped into the room where the three of them lived, he saw Cha Haisheng alone counting a large pile of Zou Baba's bills in front of the table in the room.

Seeing Govin come in, Zha Haisheng said hello, and then continued to lower his head to count the money on the table.

Govin sat across from him, and then asked curiously, "Take so much money?" ”

Zha Haisheng smiled, "After you leave, we will play the landlord, and this money was lost to me by Gu Cheng and Beidao." ”

"Oh. What about Beidao and Gucheng? Govin asked.

"Sleep in it."

Counting and counting, Zha Haisheng yawned a lot. Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Gowen, then lit one himself, muttering, "I haven't closed my eyes since last night!" ”

Listening to his words, Govin didn't even know what the expression on his face was at this time.

Govin remembers that when he first met Zha Haisheng, Zha Haisheng was wearing an old long-sleeved shirt and a pair of light-colored celluloid-rimmed glasses, quietly asking him about hazy poetry. Except for drinking, he never smoked or gambled, and was almost entirely addicted to writing, indulging in the illusory poetic world he had created.

It was Gewen who slowly dragged Zha Haisheng out of that illusory world, and this courtyard also brought Zha Haisheng a happy environment.

It's just that he was originally shy and simple, and he never smoked here, he learned to smoke here, and he was a little addicted to the poker table, mahjong, poker, ......

Fortunately, Zha Haisheng has not forgotten to write, and only writing poetry can bring him back to his desk.

A melancholy poet died, but a gambler rogue was born!

Is this a blessing? Or is it unfortunate?

Regardless of Zha Haisheng, a poet who has been abolished in the eyes of Gowen, Gowen left the courtyard early in the morning, and specially brought the Laika camera he bought for the National Day military parade.

Today he was invited by his eldest brother Wang Xinbo to attend a party organized by Wang Xinbo.

Wang Xinbo, 30 years old, works in the Central Song and Dance Troupe for stage sound amplification, and was brought into the courtyard by a Beijing painter.

Speaking of Wang Xinbo, most people may not have the slightest impression, but for Govine, this name is thunderous and famous.

In his previous life, he was a North Drifter, and he had been in the music circle of North Drift for many years, coupled with his identity as a bar singer, so he met a lot of rock singers, and almost all rock singers regarded Wang Xinbo as the boss of Chinese rock music, which was also admitted by some famous and loud rock musicians who met in the bar by chance.

So what's so awesome about this Wang Xinbo, who is known as the old brother?

Here's a little bit of an introduction.

Wang Xinbo was born in Beijing on April 28, 1954, and has loved music and art since childhood. At the age of 15, he bought his first old Spanish guitar for 18 yuan, and then he started his musical career. He became interested in electronics and radio at the age of 10, and in the seventies and eighties he had designed and produced many electronic devices by himself, and in 84 he went to the Central Song and Dance Troupe to engage in sound work, in 86 he went to the China Tourism Audio and Video Publishing House Recording Studio as a recording engineer, in 90 he was transferred to Baihua Recording Studio, and in 95 he founded LHS Recording Studio......

Now we are familiar with Cui Jian, Tang Dynasty, Black Panther, Zheng Jun, and many star albums are from him.

Moreover, the Wanli Mawang Band, organized by Wang Xinbo in 1979 at Beijing Second Foreign Language Chinese College, is recognized as the first rock band in Chinese mainland.

In his previous life, when Govine knew Wang Xinbo, he was already a famous recording engineer and music producer in China, although Wang Xinbo had left the rock circle at that time, but he was still very supportive of the rock band, not only recording and producing a large number of popular classics, but also tapping a large number of rock music talents.

Today, Govin is going to attend the party organized by Wang Xinbo. According to Wang Xinbo, the people who attended this party were all young people in Beijing who like music, and the fans who love rock and roll in the whole city of Beijing will also gather together.

The reason why Govin wanted to bring a camera was to take pictures of some Chinese rock artists of this era and see the true face of rock music in this era. In his previous life, he heard many seniors reminisce about the glory of Chinese rock music in the tenth era.

The meeting took place in an abandoned factory in Sanlitun, Beijing.

As he approached the factory, Govin saw several young men leaning against a brick wall on the side of the road chatting.

Seeing someone coming, they immediately stopped talking, stared at Govin up and down, saw that Govin was relatively young, not wearing a public security uniform, and his demeanor was extremely free, after looking at it for a while, they stopped looking at Govine, and continued to chat, and a young man took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Turning around a few dilapidated low walls, Govin saw Wang Xinbo standing at the door of a factory, and with him stood a young man of twenty-four or five years old.

The young man was wrapped in a thick military coat and had long hair, a mess, but his face made Govin feel a little inexplicably familiar.

At this time, Wang Xinbo had already seen Gewen, he beckoned, said a word to the young man next to him, and greeted Gewen.

"I thought you weren't coming back." Wang Xinbo said to Govin with a smile.

"Why, I really want to hear your music." Govyn laughed too.

"This is Cui Jian, who works in the Beijing Song and Dance Troupe and plays the trumpet professionally." Wang Xinbo introduced the young people around him to Gewen.

"Cui Jian?!" Gowen's eyes lit up. No wonder this person becomes more familiar the more he looks at it, it turns out that he is Cui Jian when he was young.

"Hello, I'm Govyn, a writer." Govyn reached out enthusiastically.

If Wang Xinbo is the veteran of the Chinese rock music scene, then Cui Jian is the father of the Chinese rock music scene.

It was Cui Jian's loud shouting of "Nothing" during a public performance at the 1985 Asian Games that introduced the whole of China to rock and roll, a musical form that symbolizes freedom and rebellion.

Cui Jian was a little confused by Govine's enthusiasm, why was Govin so excited?

He had heard of Govyn and read some of his writings, and in his imagination Govin should be a scholar with glasses and a kind of scholarly elegance. But who knew that after meeting, he knew that Govin was the same age as himself, with a jacket on his upper body and washed jeans on his lower body, extremely capable, completely different from the person he imagined.

"Hello, I have read many of your articles, especially your personal life values are very profound." Cui Jian shook Gowen's hand and said hello.

"Okay, Xiao Cui, you take Govin in first, I'm waiting for the tumbler band. These grandsons are so late, they can't let me go! Wang Xinbo waved his hand and motioned for the two to go in and talk again.

Cui Jian nodded when he heard this, and beckoned to Ge Wen: "Then let's go in first." ”

Govin walked into the factory behind Cui Jian.

Before entering the factory, Ge Wen could hear the noisy talking in the factory, and when he followed Cui Jian in, he saw that there were nearly a thousand people in the factory, most of these people were young people, gathered in groups, and they were chatting.

This factory is supposed to be a workshop, and the layout is somewhat peculiar.

The floor of the factory building is relatively flat and is a compacted lime ground.

In the center, there is a half-person high concrete platform, the platform is about 20 meters long and five or six meters wide, and a set of musical instruments are placed on the platform, including a drum kit, an electronic keyboard, and several guitars and basses.

The high platform is shrouded by a sprawling factory building, surrounded by a ring of large windows above the brick walls, most of which have no glass on the frames. A wire dangled from one of the window frames, which was pulled out of the platform and disappeared out of the window above the wall.

The crowd in the factory stood or sat around the concrete platform.

Cui Jian introduced the main content of the gathering to Gewen: "Brother Wang, I have long wanted to organize a music festival, but because it is difficult to find a place, I have not been able to achieve it. As you know, Beijing is the capital of the city...... If you finally find this place, you have to be sneaky, otherwise you will be sued, and everyone will have no good fruit to eat. ”

Govin nodded, picked up the camera around his neck, and took a few pictures from time to time.

"The bands performing today mainly include the Wan Li Ma Wang Band, which is Brother Wang's band, as well as the plywood band and the tumbler band. In addition, we have specially invited the continental band, and they will also perform on stage today, by the way, have you heard of the continental band? ”

Govin put down the camera in his hand, thought about it carefully, and then shook his head: "Who is the lead singer?" ”

"It's Add! That guy's guitar playing level is awesome! Cui Jian smashed his mouth, and it seemed that he could still feel Allen's superb playing.

"Who?" Govin thought he had misheard, and Eddie didn't look like a Chinese name when he heard it.

"Eddie, the lead singer of the Continental band, is also a guitarist, and he is American. The Continental Band is a band composed of foreigners who perform in a style similar to beatles. There are seven members of the band, all of whom have jobs in Beijing, so they often change people, and usually five people are on stage when they play, and Eddie is the soul of the band. Cui Jian estimated that Gowen didn't know the information of the mainland band, so he introduced it to him.

In his previous life, Govin had heard many seniors talk about the history of rock music in this era, but he had never heard of the foreign band in Cui Jian's mouth.

In this way, it seems that there are many people and events lost in the time of history.

"And did you have a show today?"

"Hehe, of course, I'm the lead singer of the plywood." Cui Jian smirked.

Govin was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't know that Cui Jian had also joined the band, and he thought that Cui Jian had always been an independent singer.

At this time, not far away, among the few young people chatting, a young man with a disheveled hair saw Cui Jian and called out to him loudly while waving his hand.

Cui Jian waved at him, turned to Govin and said, "Come, recognize our Tangram band." ”

Before Govin could get closer, he found a familiar person - Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan is a leading figure in Chinese jazz and has made great contributions to the promotion and development of Chinese jazz.

In his previous life, Govin listened to Liu Yuan's live in the CDCAFÉ bar in Beijing, and his live skills were worlds different from those jazz singing children in "The Voice of China" that Govin had seen in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yuan also used to play rock and roll!

Govin exclaimed.

Cui Jian began to introduce the members of the plywood band to Ge Wenyi one by one: "This is Wenbo, Liu Yuan, Yang Le, An Shaohua, Zhou Xiaoming, Li Xiuli, all seven of us are actors of the Beijing Song and Dance Troupe, we all have similar interests and like rock music, so we got together to form the plywood band." We usually perform in small restaurants and hotels in Beijing, but this is the first time we have ...... such a big scene as today."

(To be continued.) )