Everything is ready to go, and it's a band that has been put together on an improvised basis.

Drummer: Hu Yi

Bass: A certain passerby

Guitar: Fu Sheng

Vocalist: Yan Huan

And what they are going to perform is a song by the biggest giant band of the last century.

All the audience in the audience were excited and looking forward to it.

On the stage, the lights had just dimmed.

The guitar played the first melody, and Yan Huan also opened his lips and sang the first note-

“IN THE TON……”

The light and flying tune sounded together with the singing, and what came to the ears of the audience was a light and flying song.

In my hometown town where I was born,

Inhabited by an old captain,

He often tells us about his life.

- Yellow Submarine, a psychedelic song, a colorful fantasy song, as if a new world is placed in front of you. A piece of music that seems to be hippie and interesting, but quietly brings you different enjoyment.

Yan Huan did not deliberately lower his voice, his special voice belonging to a teenager interpreted this song with another flavor. As if listening to his singing, you will also dive into a magical deep sea with the slowly sinking submarine.

“n the land of submarines,

In the kingdom of submarines

So e sailed off to the sun,

So we set sail day by day

Till e found a sea of green,

Until we find a sea of turquoise

……”

Under the blue sea, in the yellow submarine, there is a peach blossom paradise described in the song.

There are pepper sergeants of love and justice, and there are great demons who destroy people's happiness.

The soldiers who sang the song defeated the demon with love and peace, and gave the country a beautiful peace.

It sounds like a funny and funny fairy tale, but those who really know the song will understand that the story behind its simple lyrics belongs only to the story of that era.

Yan Huan's voice sang the lyrics clearly, and his mind recalled the feelings he felt when he heard the old ghost sing this song. Light, yet heavy, bright, but also deep. It's like a lake in summer, clear and blue.

At the same time, Fu Sheng's superb guitar skills are also very eye-catching in the accompaniment of this piece. Every string, every note, has a jumping imprint, which is completely different from his previous condensed style, but has another charm.

Fu Sheng's excellent guitar, Yan Huan's clear singing voice, and two kinds of auditory enjoyment are perfectly combined.

The guests in the bar looked at each other in some surprise and discussed in low voices.

"Who's that boy?"

"I don't know, I don't know, Fu Sheng's new teammate?"

"I know a boy who has been singing here for the past few days."

"The sound is not bad." Someone commented.

"Yellow Submarine" is not a difficult song in terms of singing alone, but it is not easy to sing it well. Because its original singer is such a famous band, the cornerstone of a century, and the glorious figure of the temple of rock and roll.

In the sixties of the last century, this song created a new style of rock music, and although it is somewhat obscure now, it was a landmark song at the time.

Such a song is naturally unique in the hearts of professional music fans, and when they hear other bands cover this song again, music fans have to be much more picky about their ears.

This is a big consideration for Yan Huan.

In the center of the stage, the boy stands on a dark stage, surrounded by the guitarist who accompanies him, Fu Sheng.

Even when he was focused on his own singing, Yan Huan could strongly feel the guitar energy of Fu Sheng. An arrogant tone that cannot be ignored and grabs all attention, even in such a cheerful song, Fu Sheng's domineering has not diminished in the slightest.

Can I win him?

Yan Huan only hesitated for a moment, looking at the fans in the audience.

It's a happy song, a cheerful song. That's what the old ghost said.

Then, he should not think about it so much now, but how to convey his happiness to the audience through singing.

“And our friends are all aboard,

All the friends gathered together

Many more of them live next door,

My neighbors are right next to me

And the band begins to play.

The band is playing and singing"

He closed his eyes slightly, thinking about the mood in which the old ghost had sung this song to him ten minutes ago.

Be happy, and want others to be happy too, no matter what voice you use, sing your own happiness.

When he opened his eyes again, Yan Huan gently glanced at Fu Sheng beside him and smiled. He held the microphone in his right hand and sang:

“e all live in a yello submarine,

Yello submarine,yello submarine,

……”

With this clear voice, it seems to transport everyone to a bubbling underwater world.

Grunt, bubbles on the bottom of the sea passed in front of them, and everyone seemed to be sitting in a submarine rocking from side to side, swaying, swaying.

Silly, stupid, laughing happily.

Abandon all troubles, disputes and sorrows, and only joy and love.

A yellow submarine that brings joy to people.

Singing and singing, Yan Huan seemed to be immersed in that artistic conception, and couldn't help but sway left and right. In the dim light, his swaying shadow was just at Fu Sheng's feet.

Fu Sheng, who was playing, looked up and glanced at him. What I saw was the young but happy face of the boy, attentive and carefree, singing a song.

At this point, it's time to keep repeating this phrase.

“Yello submarine,yello submarine……”

and this Yan Huan's cheerful singing, the audience couldn't help but sing softly. Simple lyrics, easy-to-grasp melodies, and heart-warming music.

Perfect guitar, and a vocalist who sings with heart.

The audience cheered quietly, and the childlike innocence kept repeating.

Yellow submarine, tiny, a submarine. It takes away sorrow and trouble, and brings love and joy.

What a simple and difficult wish this was in the last century, it can only be vented from singing, and only in singing can people realize it. What the fabulous band did back then, Yan Huan repeated again today - even if it was only one in 10,000.

Rock 'n' roll is the emotion that people express directly to their hearts, sometimes with emotion, sometimes with gentle humming.

Are you happy?

The end of a song.

The last note of the guitar fell, and Yan Huan withdrew his hand from the microphone and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, someone realized that a song had been sung.

Some people still can't extricate themselves, some people whistle loudly and cheer!

"Little brother, you sing well!"

Yan Huan slightly hooked the corners of his lips and smiled.

Of course, more people are still shouting and paying attention to this famous underground guitarist, but today someone has begun to realize his existence Yan Huan, isn't it?

Everything is moving forward.

At this time, Fu Sheng put away his guitar and walked over to him. He stared straight at Yan Huan, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"The singing was good, but it didn't win me."

Yan Huan was a little annoyed, what did this person show off if he won everything? Knowing that he is a god-like guitarist, he doesn't need to come here to show off so much.

Who knows, Fu Sheng's next sentence is-

"But you didn't lose either, I changed my mind." Looking at Yan Huan, Fu Sheng said, "I decided to join your band." ”

“…… You, you, what do you decide? ”

Fu Sheng looked at him with such a surprised look and teased: "Join your band, what's the matter, you don't want me anymore?" ”

Yan Huan reacted, and quickly shook his head, no, and nodded quickly. In the end, he didn't know anything, so he simply said directly: "Yes!" Yes, yes! ”

"Medicine, medicine, medicine? Do you think you're a hip-hop artist? Fu Sheng was funny and pulled him off the stage. Let's go, now that it's decided, there's still a lot to discuss. ”

"Discuss what?"

"You think it's that easy to form a band?" Fu Sheng looked back at him, and there was a condensation in his eyes. "I joined this band of yours, and I didn't want it to be just a whim toy from some imp. What do you think? ”

Yan Huan swallowed his saliva quietly, he knew that his current answer was very important, it was very likely that if he didn't answer well, Fu Sheng would regret it again. But what should he say, how should he answer to satisfy the guitarist?

"I want to run this band well."

"Oh? How good do you think? ”

"Like, like ......" Yan Huan was short of words for a while, and he only had the song "Yellow Submarine" in his mind, so he blurted out: "It's like the original band of the song just now!" Yes, I want to be that good band! ”

After he finished speaking, he nodded to himself again.

However, when the words fell, Fu Sheng's eyes were a little weird when he looked at him, and it took a long time before he raised the corners of his lips.

"I didn't expect you to have such big ambitions. Yes, that's good. ”

He glanced at Yan Huan meaningfully, then turned around and stepped down first.

"Me, was I ambitious?" The hairs that stood on end when Fu Sheng's eyes looked at him, Yan Huan couldn't help but ask the old ghost in his mind.

"Ambition?" JOHN SAID NONCHALANTLY, "IT'S USUALLY BIG." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Huan to react, the old ghost said again: "If you work hard for another half a century, you can still succeed, come on." ”

"......" Don't bring such a shocking thing!

"I mean really."