Chapter 11: Did it sprout?
It's time for the performance soon, there is no extra effort to pull the relationship, the four of them are ready to go, and they jumped on the stage at the urging of the organizers, and zico as a 3+1 gift really surprised the audience.
Li Zhixian found a position with an excellent viewing angle, and there would definitely be no such treatment if he lined up honestly, looking at the audience at the back who could only barely see the performance by stretching their heads and feet, he was embarrassed and a little glad at the same time, like them, he couldn't feel the real atmosphere of the stage at all.
The four of them are all stage veterans, and there is no doubt about the ability to control the stage, the four people on the stage are four-colored, and each person's flow is unique, and they work together to mobilize the atmosphere in the venue very hot, and the audience all waved their hands unwillingly.
Li Zhixian stood on the side of the stage and watched the performance of the four, and said in his heart that if he didn't envy it, it must be fake.
The biggest charm of the stage is not the wonderful performance of the performers, but the sense of longing and longing for the stage. Countless teenagers have participated in various talent competitions one after another, dreaming that a certain agency can select them, and after training, they will successfully debut on the stage.
All of these desires may have originated from a certain stage that you see somewhere.
Li Zhixian had this longing at this time, eager to stand on the stage and enjoy everything on the stage in person.
The reason why I didn't have similar feelings in the past was because I had the dream of being a composer and even a producer at the time, and I was not so curious about the stage at that time.
It's just that when the original dream may no longer be able to continue, any performance on the stage is stirring his heart, and he can't wait to perform on stage with him.
A strange emotion surged in his chest, Li Zhixian forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, did not dare to stay any longer, only watched for more than ten minutes before turning around and leaving the club, and sent a text message to tell Zico that he would go first.
Stepping on the streets of Hongdae again, the emotions are no longer the same, compared with the anticipation of arriving in Hongdae at night, the expression on his face at this time is full of frustration, his head is slightly drooping and his expression is not clear, and the heavy steps under his feet can very well reflect the inner peace of its owner at the moment.
After a while, I stopped and looked up at the stars at a 45-degree angle, only to find that it was a winter night, and there were not many stars in the night sky at all. scratched his head a little embarrassed, and at the same time laughed at himself: "I can't be handsome, I'm really ......"
Shaking his head, he threw all his reveries behind him, and finally turned into a sigh and spit it out.
After sorting out his mood, Li Zhixian was about to take a taxi to leave Hongdae, and when his eyes scanned left and right to see if there were any free taxis, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure walking in this direction.
"Wu Hexi?" Li Zhixian tentatively called out the other party's name, unsure if he would ignore a stranger.
"Inside? Who are you? Being called by his name, Wu He stopped, and after seeing the other party's appearance clearly, he didn't remember that he knew the face in front of him.
"I watched your performance in the small square at night, it was very exciting!"
"Inner, Kansahamita." Wu He bowed slightly and thanked him, as if he had never encountered the experience of being stopped by fans halfway, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and hesitating in his steps.
Just when Wu He was determined to say goodbye and leave, Li Zhixian had a whim at this time, anyway, he didn't know if there would be a chance to meet again in the future, so it was better to take advantage of this but a matter of thought, and rashly asked: "I don't know if Wu Hexi has the idea of forming a band?" β
βbandοΌβ Wu He was extremely puzzled by the thoughts of the person in front of him, and didn't understand why he asked such a strange question, and at the same time there was a layer of vigilance in his heart, and he became suspicious of Li Zhixian's identity, guessing that he was either a liar or a talent scout of a brokerage company, but no matter which one he wanted to contact, he replied bluntly: "Ah pinch, I think it's good to be alone." β
I no longer planned to care about etiquette and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but before I could take a step, I was stopped by Li Zhixian's next sentence: "Didn't Wu Hexi feel that his music was too monotonous?" β
With a move in his expression, Wu He subconsciously stopped.
He has always been quite conceited about music, and he is unwilling to let his music only circulate in the Hongdae area, but no matter how he adapts the tune, he always feels that something is missing, and the popularity of the song is never out of Hongdae.
It's not because of lack of strength, Wu He has participated in many drafts, and has even been selected by the two giants of S.M and YG, but after a period of contact, he felt that their excessive commercialization of music was not in harmony with his own ideas and chose to leave, but the recognition of S.M and YG at the same time can already show his strength from the side.
"Does this man see something wrong?" Curious in his heart, he remained silent on the surface, and pretended to be indifferent: "Ah pinch, I don't have such thoughts." I wanted to probe his tone again, and asked with a puzzled look, "Why do you say that?" β
It is impossible to see such a complex psychological activity of Wu Hexi, Li Zhixian opened his mouth to say his thoughts: "I have to say that Wu Hexi's singing style is really impressive. When I watched the performance, I felt Wu Hexi's excellent composition talent, I am a composer, although I am not famous, I can also hear some shadows of the original song from the adapted guitar accompaniment, but Wu Hexi, don't you think you are going in the wrong direction? β
Without any scruples about whether it was rude, Li Zhixian bluntly said what he thought in his heart, indicating his identity so that Wu He could have a sense of identity, and said that he was not talking about it.
"Going in the wrong direction?" is still a "puzzled" expression, combined with his joyful appearance, Li Zhixian can't help but think of emojis, as if he can see a question mark on his head.
Li Zhixian forcibly held back a smile and said with a straight face: "Yes, direction!" I don't know exactly what genre your music is, but I've heard rock, ballad, mysterious, etc., and I'm guessing you might want to combine the best of all kinds to form your own style. But have you ever wondered if you can handle so many genres in one song alone? β
Hearing Li Zhixian's words, Wu He fell into deep thought, and he already believed in his words seven or eight points in his heart.
Not because of his identity as a composer, nor because he can clearly tell the type of music he is good at, but because of Li Zhixian's question, he is like a slap in the face to himself, awakening his own shortcomings and his greed.
Oh, yes! No matter how talented a person is, his energy and ability are limited, and even if he can make a song that can integrate the strengths of each family, it is impossible to perform it by himself.
Just, band? Can it really be?
Wu He's mouth moved and he didn't speak, still silent, but the reason at this time became that he didn't know how to speak.
Li Zhixian felt that Wu He's attitude was loose, but he didn't rush to speak again, and patiently waited for the other party's response, too much urgency would seem to be a bad intention.
The two of them stood silently on the streets of Hongdae, and the people who came and went glanced at each other from time to time and cast inexplicable glances, feeling like two men were experiencing the breakup of some kind of love in the world.
Suddenly, Li Zhixian shouted: Ah! I can't catch the last train of the subway! As he spoke, he took out a wad of writing paper from his bag, wrote his name and phone number and handed it to Wu He, "You can contact me at any time when you are free, I am very happy to chat with you about music!" Peace! β
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pulled out his legs and ran in the direction of the subway station.
Wu He, who was already silent, was even more speechless in the face of Li Zhixian, who was in a hurry to come and go, pulled the corners of his mouth, held a piece of paper with his phone number written on it, and muttered to himself: "Li Zhixian? β