"I often blame myself for not being able to do it in the first place. Often regret not leaving you behind. ”

Rob changed his high-pitched and loud style in the past, and the first two lines of the lyrics were very restrained, and there was a sense of vicissitudes.

The on-site amplification equipment, after the recording engineer Hu Jianing personally adjusted, clearly sent every word of Rob to the ears of every drinker in the bar. After the first two sentences of Rob, Rob's understanding of the song is so deep and the effect is so good, even Ye Luo was a little surprised.

After a whole week of rehearsals, it finally showed results.

A good enough song, a good enough band, and a good enough singing to let Rob's song finish singing, and there is no sound in the whole bar.

It's eerily quiet.

The four girls stood next to the stage, their hands clenched into fists, and they looked at Boss Luo excitedly.

Rob holds the guitar and stands on the stage, his face full of anticipation, like a child who has done a good deed, waiting for the praise of the adults.

However, the reaction of the drinkers is like many computers loaded with overloaded programs, and some lag.

"That's good...... "Finally one of the guests sighed and muttered.

"Slap, slap, slap......" one of the guests began to applaud.

The applause grew more and more intense, and more guests began to applaud.

The applause of the "......" quickly became one.

But there were also those who didn't applaud, this man sat not far from Ye Luo, he had been very quiet, stunned, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, as if he was hesitating about something......

The noise of the scene lasted for a long time, long enough for Rob to sing "How Much Love Can Come Again" again.

Rob looked at Yiqiē in front of him and sat down contentedly, half of his butt was on the high chair, and the guitar was behind him, cocking Erlang's legs.

When the whole scene gradually returned to normal, Rob took the microphone from the microphone stand in front of him: "Is this song good?" ”

"Good !!" The sound of the scene is neat.

"I have a new song, would you like to hear it?"

"Yes!"

"Hey, hey." Rob smiled, "When we perform tomorrow night, there will be a second new song." This is the end of the Sky Dome Band's performance tonight. Good night everyone. ”

As soon as Rob turned off the microphone, the drinkers below were gone.

"Boss Luo! You're not kind like that! ”

"You can sing this song again!"

"Who the hell is the author, Boss Luo, you give us a wind!"

"Hey! Boss Luo, don't go! ”

"Boss Luo, are you free at night? Let's talk. "This is a certain daring female guest.

Rob on the stage didn't look back, and stepped off the stage in three or two steps.

Ye Luo also smiled slightly, and went down a relatively hidden staircase from a corner of the second floor to the backstage lounge of the bar.

As soon as the two meet in the break room, Rob begins to have silly fun.

"Yours." Ye Luo gave him a punch, "This hand is a good one!" ”

"That's it!" Rob looked puffed, "This group of guys outside has been angry with me for a week, and every night as soon as I take the stage, they will bombard me." Now they've stopped, right? ”

"It's not all their fault, it's mainly that you were too frustrated before." Ye Luo said with a smile.

"Tell the truth." Rob was in a good mood and didn't care at all, "Looking at their reactions, the business of the bar will get better and better in the future." Or do you also buy individual stocks? So, if you give me a new song every week, I'll get half of my shares, which is 30% of the whole bar! ”

"Roll the calves!" Ye Luo scolded with a smile, "I've been busy with Chu Mo'er's songs for the competition recently, and I'll give you one a week, have you woken up?" ”

"Then let's talk about it when Mo'er is done." Rob said, "What, you must come tomorrow, tomorrow night "Sea and Sky" world premiere!" ”

Ye Luo rolled his eyes: "It's also the world premiere, it's obviously the first on Silk Street, okay?" ”

"The same, the same." Rob said cheekily.

……

Monday is the busiest day of the week, and many people recharge their batteries after the weekend break. It's a pity that Ye Luo didn't have this life, in the past two weeks, continuous creation and classes, so that his fatigue has been accumulating.

In the afternoon, Ye Luo rarely fell asleep in class until he was woken up by the class bell.

In the case of a lot of lack of sleep, taking a nap on your stomach will only get more and more tired the more you sleep. Since the class was over, Ye Luo didn't bother to get up, and continued to bury his head in his arm, half-asleep.

In the front row of seats, a student said, "Chu Mo'er is really dangerous this round, and she was almost eliminated." Today, many people on the Internet are discussing this matter, saying that Chu Mo'er in this round is obviously inferior to Song Yan. ”

"Song Yan, that's really domineering, an absolute goddess."

"I guess someone is uninspired and can't write a new song, right? You see that Chu Moer, who sang "Those Flowers" in the last round, is stronger than Song Yan. ”

"Hey, I don't know if he wrote those flowers. Although there are many opinions on the newspaper network, the people who mention him are hardly visible. He doesn't show anything on weekdays. ”

"Then ask him."

"No, people are sleeping. Besides, the school forum has seen our composition department to death, if he really wrote it, the group of people in his dormitory would not know? I have already released the news and let that group of boys eat live broadcasts. But you see lately, there has been no wind at all, anyway, I don't think it looks like it. ”

"It's said that he hasn't been living at the school at all lately."

"It is estimated that Chu Mo'er is so famous now, this kid has a little inferiority, and he is embarrassed to appear in front of everyone. You see him like this now, and I don't know if he is really sleeping or pretending to sleep. ”

"When he went to associate with Chu Mo'er, he was obviously overwhelmed, and sooner or later he would be depressed."

"Hehe, I've been waiting for the news of their breakup."

"Wow, you kid is too shady!"

"Shhhh Be careful to be heard. ”

……

After class, Ye Luo ignored these boring guys, went straight back to the studio, and turned on the computer.

Connected to the Internet, Ye Luo first looked at some news about Chu Mo'er.

Sure enough, as the people in the class said, the wind direction on the Internet is gradually changing.

Click on Chu Moer's post bar to see, there are a lot of hot posts in it, most of the public opinion is still positive, and many bar friends are rejoicing at the amazing results of more than one million votes, but there are also similar ones:

"After the stunning, Chu Moer returns to the plain"

"Those Flowers Are Withering"

"Chu Moer is destined to be a "shooting star"? 》

"The schedule is still long, this time I was saved by the audience, what should I do next time? 》

Ye Luo casually picked a point and went in to take a look, there were all kinds of posts inside, some stood up to support it, and argued for this kind of post, some admired Chu Mo'er so much that they couldn't even look at Ye Luo, and some seemed to be neutral, but in fact, they were talking for Chu Mo'er inside and out, these three types of netizens still accounted for the vast majority, after all, this is Chu Mo'er.

However, there are also a lot of doubts, in short, the two sides insist on their own words and quarrel.

Ye Luo clicked on several other portals by the way, and the news about cutting-edge girls is still one of the hot spots, but the frequency of Chu Moer's name is not very high, but the three names of Song Yan, Xiao Qiong, and Yu Yiyi occupy a prominent position on the front page of each portal, and there is a faint three-legged trend.

clicked in and took a look, and Ye Luo realized that Xiao Qiong and Yu Yiyi were the champions of the Tianjing Division and the Lingnan Division respectively.

After understanding the identities of these two people, Ye Luo didn't stay on the Internet for too long, closed the webpage with a flick of the mouse, clicked on the arranging software, and put on headphones.

Qin Shiyue's first song, the arrangement and the most tedious mixing have been completed, and there is still the mastering output left, Ye Luo decided to finish it today, so that from tomorrow, he can enter the recording studio.

Qin Shiyue's female voice is a small sample, and Ye Luo plans to continue to find Li Xiuyun to sing it. This Nizi is usually a little shy, and her performance on the scene is more than a grade behind Song Yan and Chu Mo'er, but her singing skills are very good, and her performance in the recording studio makes Ye Luo satisfied.

Before I knew it, the sky was slightly dark, and the song was finally completed, and there was a tempting fragrance outside the door.

"It's time to eat." Zhang Jiaqi knocked on the door.

"Oh, good." Ye Luo answered.

These girls, although they usually giggle and laugh, are not in shape, but there is one thing that Ye Luo appreciates more, that is, they all know that their parents' money is not easy to come by, and they are very good at living.

The corridor between the doors was transformed into a simple kitchen by these girls, and rice cookers and induction cookers were purchased. The sisters have a clear division of labor, from entering the vegetable market to buy some cheap side dishes, to the dishes out of the pot, it will take less than an hour, and Chen Lu among these people, although she is of average stature, her cooking skills are very authentic.

With such a group of girls, Ye Luo naturally said goodbye to the school cafeteria and fast food restaurant. However, Ye Luo will not eat them in vain, ten yuan for a meal, and deduct it from the arrears.

Four dishes and one soup, red and green, meat and vegetarian, simple.

After finishing the meal, Ye Luo touched his stomach with satisfaction, and waved his big hand: "Let's go, go and see your Boss Luo's table tonight." By the way, take a look at yours too. ”

"I can't sing for the past two days." Li Xiuyun's voice was a little hoarse.

"How?"

"Your throat is on fire." Li Xiuyun said helplessly, "Maybe I'm tired." ”

Ye Luo smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I just made a sample, I want you to sing a version, the time is relatively tight, I didn't expect ......"

"That's right." Li Xiuyun also had a little regret, but quickly adjusted, and pointed to the other girls around her, "Then let them sing." ”

"That's right!" Zhang Jiaqi was eager to try.

"Hmmm! Well! Lan Yingying nodded repeatedly.

"Hehe, then you have to let me evaluate your level first. Let's go, go to the bar. ”