"Don't worry, what's wrong with the music?" Lin Zaishan asked Huang Ying calmly.

"The sound engineer's player plug-in can't be used, and I can't play our song!" Wiping the fine sweat on her forehead, Huang Ying's face was full of depression.

"Couldn't you still put it yesterday, why can't you put it today?" Bai Ge didn't understand, when Huang Ying rehearsed last night, she came to the small auditorium to see it.

"I don't know what's going on, the sound engineer said that as soon as the player is upgraded, the plug-in will not be used, and our lossless format music will not be playable."

In order to make the sound quality better, Lin Zaishan made "Unforgettable Day" for Huang Ying, which was saved in a lossless format similar to another plane APE, which not all playback software can play. Some software requires a plug-in to be installed in order to play. The sound engineer upgraded the player before, and the plug-in is no longer available.

Huang Ying said again: "The sound engineer is converting the lossless format of our song to MP3 format, but the conversion speed is so slow!" It takes 40 minutes to complete! At that time, the special session of the Sand Painting Society should be over! ”

Lin Zaishan was speechless: "Your sound engineer's computer is older than mine, and it takes 40 minutes to turn a song?" ”

"Dad, don't talk cool, do you have a low-quality version of that song on your computer?"

"I only engraved the disc in lossless format, and all the backups on my computer were deleted."

"What can I do?" Huang Ying was depressed.

Sun Yuzhen comforted softly: "Don't worry, there must be a way." ”

"In 20 minutes, it's time for the finale of our big three. Until then, if I can't play my music, I'll lose the opportunity to perform. ”

"Can't you move your show back? A final encore? Lin Zaishan asked.

"Definitely not! How can I have the strength for the finale! ”

Sun Yuzhen thought for a moment and asked, "The problem now is that the music can't be played, right?" ”

Huang Ying said: "That's right. ”

Sun Yuzhen asked, "Can you play it live?" It would be nice to let Uncle Lin sing at the scene later. ”

Lin Zaishan smiled and said: "Your idea is very good, but the problem is that there are no musical instruments!" I have to move the instrument and tune the instrument now, which is even more wasteful of time. ”

"No, you don't! Dad! There are musical instruments on site! The white dove suddenly became very excited.

When Huang Ying heard this, she also became very excited: "The Big Buddha Band will accompany the Big Three on the spot later, and their instruments are on the spot, and they are all debugged!" ”

"Big Buddha Band?" Hearing this name for the first time, Lin Zaishan was a little surprised, the name of this band is atmospheric!

"This is one of the most popular bands in our school right now, and it is a senior group of music department who specializes in drumming. ”

"Uncle Lin, can you perform live? If I can, I'll go and tell our president to borrow the instrument of the Big Buddha Band to perform first. ”

"I'm sure it's okay to sing. The difficulty of this song is the large section of guitar playing. Pigeon, can you still play? "When I recorded the song before, the lead guitar of this song was played by a white pigeon, which was quite tasteful. But that was a few days ago, and suddenly let the white pigeon play again, Lin Zaishan was afraid that the white pigeon had forgotten the score.

The white pigeon is very confident: "I can play!" I've been learning this score by heart! I just don't know if Li He and Bi Yonggang can match the drums and bass. ”

"The drum and bass of this song are simple. Especially the drums, Xiao Bi plays very solidly, and there must be no problem. As long as Li He doesn't commit idiocy, the bass is fine. ”

"Oh yes! There's no clarine! The white pigeon suddenly remembered that in the soundtrack of this song, Lin Zaishan played a clarinet in the interlude, which was very feeling.

When the black pipes blow, the sand under Huang Ying's hands will become very romantic and sad. If there is no clarinet embellishment, the combination of this song and sand painting will be quite a bit dull.

"I'll go home and get the black pipe, this is no problem, I'll go fast, and try to turn it back in ten minutes." In order to record this song before, Lin Zaishan deliberately spent 800 yuan to buy a mid-range ebony black pipe, which will be used in the future, so it is good to buy it early and practice it early.

"You guys go in quickly, communicate with the Big Buddha Band, and ask if they can borrow our instruments to play. You don't have to borrow more, just drums, bass and guitars. I'll go home and get the black pipe now. ”

"Okay, daddy, hurry up!"

"I know." After making a running motion, Lin Zaishan joked: "I trotted all the way back." ”

"Uncle Lin, thank you so much!" Huang Ying is grateful that the dead forest is in the mountains.

"Hey, that's not a problem." Lin Zaishan waved his hand freely and said to Sun Yuzhen: "You go in with them, you go to the show first." ”

"Don't mind, I'd better go back with you. When we get home, I'll ride out and we'll ride back to save time. ”

"Okay, let's go, let's go quickly."

Lin Zaishan turned over and left, Sun Yuzhen chased after Lin Zaishan, and the two of them quickly returned.

Bai Ge and Huang Ying reflexively entered the auditorium.

The problem was half solved, Huang Ying felt much more down-to-earth, couldn't help but gossip, and asked Bai Ge: "Pigeon, who is the little sister?" Uncle Lin's girlfriend? ”

"No, that's my senior sister, she also graduated from the Department of Media of Dongyi University, and now she is a neighbor with my father."

"She's so pretty."

"Hey, I said sister, what's wrong with this, you still care about whether your parents are beautiful or not! Let's talk to your president about the live performance! I'm going to call some of the boys from the band of believers, and I'll be looking for you backstage later. ”

"Good! Thank you so much, pigeons. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it quickly."

As soon as they entered the auditorium, Bai Ge and Huang Ying went their separate ways.

In the auditorium, a romantic and warm piano background is playing.

On the giant curtain hanging in front of the stage, a student is doing a dynamic sand painting performance on a sand painting box, with the theme of "Mother's Hands", which tells the story of how a mother brings up her child, which is very touching.

The white pigeon watched as she walked, and remembered the time when she was brought up by her mother alone when she was a child, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little sour.

"Bang!"

I bumped into a boy in the aisle.

The thoughts of childhood were suddenly pulled back to the strong present.

The white dove's head was hitting the boy's chin.

"Ouch-sizzle!"

The white pigeon covered his head, gasped in pain, looked up, and saw that it was none other than Zhang Hao's big idiot!

Inheriting her father's genes, the white pigeon's bones are super hard, Zhang Hao's chin was hit by the white pigeon's head, as if he had been hit by a hammer, and the roots of his teeth were about to loosen!

was about to scold, through the yellow light reflected on the white curtain, he saw clearly that the other party was a white pigeon, Zhang Hao suddenly wanted to cry without tears, rubbed his chin with a bitter face, and complained about the white pigeon: "Why don't you look at the aisle!" Is your head made of meat or stone? Why is it so hard! It hurts me! ”

"Big brother, are you a man or a woman? Still crying and hurting? I haven't bothered with you yet, but you've bothered with me! ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you."

"Why are you going?"

"I'll go to the toilet! Blow your nose! ”

"You didn't rub your snot on my head, did you?" The white pigeon anxiously wiped his little head.

"I want to rub it! You've knocked it all back to me! Fuck, let me swallow it all. ”

"Get out of here! Disgusting to death! ”

Seeing that the white pigeon was disgusted, Zhang Hao was happy and asked, "What about Master?" Why didn't I come with you? ”

"My dad went home and got the black pipe. The song "Unforgettable Day" we made for Huang Ying, the sound engineer couldn't play it, and it might have to be played live. I'm going to call Lao Bi and them to go backstage and get ready a little now. ”

"You mean—Master is going to sing live?"

"yes."

"Ha, cow break! Today, these people are blessed to see sand paintings! ”

"Didn't you go to the toilet? Why are you following me? ”

"I'm not going, my snot has been knocked back by you, I'll go backstage with you to prepare!"

The white pigeon was disgusted by Zhang Hao and wanted to hit someone.

On the other side, Huang Ying went backstage to find Wen Shasha, the president of the Sand Painting Society, and the people of the Big Buddha Band to discuss whether they could borrow each other's musical instruments to play.

The captain of the Big Buddha Band is called Xue Zhong, 22 years old, the fourth grade of the pop music singing department, is a very powerful singer Miaozi, with a strong voice and a very distinctive appearance.

He was born bald and did not grow hair. But he founded this Big Buddha Band, not because he was bald, but because he liked Buddhist culture very much.

When they create the band, they like to integrate the concept of Buddhism, and sometimes even combine Buddhist music and rock music, which is very individual, very aura and Zen.

This band is currently one of the highest-level student bands in Dongyi University, and it is also a popular candidate for the champion band of this festival orchestra competition.

The three giants of the sand painting club - president Wen Shasha, vice president Lang Bin, and core member Yuan Yue, the finale sand painting trifecta that will be done this night is a work created in collaboration with the Big Buddha Band, which is very exciting.

The other members of the club performed with pre-prepared accompaniment sounds, but only the Big Three used live accompaniment and singing, and had to interact with the live band to perform sand paintings.

Doing so can make the presentation of sand paintings more realistic and infectious, and more emotionally integrated into the music. However, it is also much more difficult, requiring the sand artist to have a very high level of control and composition. Non-Big Three members generally don't choose to perform in this way.

Huang Ying has no other way but to challenge the sand painting performance accompanied by live music.

After listening to Huang Ying's request, President Wen Shasha hesitated a little and asked Huang Ying: "Are you sure you can follow the live accompaniment to exhibit your paintings?" In case something goes wrong with the accompaniment, do you have what it takes to bring the performance back? ”

"This ...... I don't know. ”

Vice President Lang Bin is a short boy with black-rimmed glasses, quite handsome, very kind person, persuaded Huang Ying: "Senior sister, I know you have been practicing very seriously during this time, but you don't necessarily have to perform at this art festival." This is not a competition, just an opportunity to show the culture and charm of our sand painting club, and a stage to recruit new people into the club. No one can make a mistake in this performance, in case the performance is smashed, but it will smash the brand of our sand painting club. ”

Yuan Yue nodded in agreement, although she sympathized with Huang Ying in her heart, but she also felt that since there was a problem, she should withdraw it first and not act, so as not to make the problem of hard performances even greater.

If it was a program prepared by himself, and he didn't ask Lin Zaishan Baige and others for help, then he would withdraw it, and Huang Ying would not be too entangled. But this time she let a lot of people help a lot, and if she quits acting, she really feels sorry for those who helped her.

"President, I really want to try it, I've been practicing this work for a long time, I believe I can finish it well, I hope you can give me this opportunity."

"It's not that I don't give you a chance, we all know how serious you are in this practice, if there is no problem with the music, of course we hope that you will appear to show the style of our sand painting club. But ......"

Without waiting for Windsa to turn around, Huang Ying took the initiative to say: "There will be no problem with the live accompaniment, the believer band that accompanies me is of a very high level, I was present when they recorded this song, and their level is enough to cope with the live performance." ”

Beth Manan of the Big Buddha Band suddenly interjected: "What did you say that the band should accompani?" Believer? ”

"Yes, the Band of the Believers."

"How many of the boys in that band are from the art and design department?" Ma Nan asked again.

"Yes, yes, that's them!"

"You're not kidding! That band is such garbage! Ma Nan smiled with serious disdain.

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