When everyone came to the studio, there was a heart-rending singing from inside, and the studio was located on the thirteenth floor of Peachwood Music, between the twelfth and fourteenth floors. Although the floors are soundproofed, there is still sound coming out because the live acoustics are so good. When Lin Ming was downstairs, they could hear the sound above, but fortunately, the twelfth and fourteenth floors belonged to the Taomu Music Company, and no one complained. The partitions on the 12th and 14th floors also have soundproofing materials, so they will not be noisy to the 11th and 15th floors. In fact, this is also the reason why Peachwood Music placed the studio on the thirteenth floor, otherwise the company going up and down the stairs would definitely come to trouble every day.

Lin Ming came in and saw that the New Era Band was practicing selflessly, Liang Xiaoyue wanted to interrupt them, but Lin Ming stopped him, shook his head at Liang Xiaoyue, sat down in his position and closed his eyes to admire.

On the stage, the New Era Band played hard, and He Zijian soared out of the treble and roared loudly.

Because today's protagonist is Lin Ming, although his actions were a little impolite, everyone didn't say anything, and they each found a seat and sat down. Lin Ming leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, listening patiently. He frowned at times, soothed at other times. The reason for the frown is because the quality of the song played by the New Era band is very average, and in general, even the climax part has few highlights. The soothing thing thing is that Ah Jian is worthy of being a smash hit tomorrow, his singing skills and skills are very good, and the other members of the New Era Band are also quite good at cooperating with the instruments, at least Lin Ming listens from the perspective of a non-professional listener, and there is almost no dissonance.

Just after listening for a while, Lin Ming still shook his head secretly. Although he knows little about music, as a listener, what he hears is not a natural sound, something that can touch a person's soul. It's just that a group of people are noisy and noisy, shouting like firecrackers, and they can't move the heart at all.

Or is it because the New Era Band does not have excellent songs, or that sentence, there is no shortage of good voices and clever instrumentalists in these years, and what is lacking is always excellent songs and beautiful melodies that can move people's hearts.

"Let them stop for a moment." Because the voice was too loud, Lin Ming said loudly in Liang Xiaoyue's ear: "Let's talk about our affairs first, and then talk about this band." ”

Liang Xiaoyue was slightly surprised: "Are you interested in them?" ”

For the New Era Band, Liang Xiaoyue actually feels sorry for himself. Because this band is very hard-working, the members themselves are quite good. They are all twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young men, especially Ah Jian, who is about to enter the age of establishment, and has been playing music for nearly ten years, and his skills are quite profound. But Peachwood Music itself is a music company with a not too thick foundation, and it took a lot of hard work to pick up a few popular singers, saying that they are popular, but in fact, they can only be counted as accurate, and the top is still very far behind, but the company will definitely put resources on them first. So they don't care whether this little band lives or dies at all, they can only be left to fend for themselves.

If Lin Ming can take over, it will naturally be a great thing for Peachwood Music. Peachwood Music has a cash cow, and the new era band can also become popular, and the two sides will cooperate for a win-win situation.

"There are some songs that I can't sing, and Liu He and those friends of mine can't sing either, I can give them to them." Lin Ming said: "The basic skills and strength of this band are still quite good, especially Ah Jian, the voice has a sense of vicissitudes, and the treble can also soar, so I can't do it, I can only sing the bass, and the volume will break as soon as it goes up." ”

Liang Xiaoyue muttered: "What are the conditions? ”

Liang Xiaoyue is just not good at business, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid. Lin Mingken will give the song to this band, and there will inevitably be additional conditions, and it will not be given in vain. As for selling songs to them, not to mention that the members of the New Era Band are so poor that they are tinkling, and the company will not spend a huge price to buy songs from Lin Ming for a small band like them to support them. And Lin Ming may not be willing to sell, not to mention that even if Lin Ming is willing to sell, Peachwood Music must first give this resource to the popular artists of his own company. Because they are the company's biggest cash cows now, they have a certain fan base and fame, so they naturally won't bother to help the new era.

The new era does not have any fan base and fame, and as a newcomer, even if the work is amazing, the attention is definitely not as high as that of a popular star. For a music company for commercial purposes, investing in whoever can get more returns will naturally choose the side that is more beneficial to them.

Lin Ming nodded and said, "There must be conditions, but these will not be until we finish talking about the matter between us." If we do not reach a mutually satisfactory cooperation intention, there is no point in talking about follow-up matters. ”

Liang Xiaoyue said: "This is nature. Saying that, he stood up and shouted to He Zijian on the stage, the New Era Band actually saw the company's leaders coming, but they didn't stop singing. The first is that the leaders sit down to appreciate and do not shout to stop, and the second is that this can also give the leaders a good impression of serious efforts.

"Mr. Liang." He Zijian ran off the stage.

Liang Xiaoyue pulled him aside and said, "How was the rehearsal of that song last night?" ”

"Almost."

"Just almost? How much worse? ”

"Mr. Liang, don't worry, there will be no mistakes."

Liang Xiaoyue nodded: "Sometimes don't be too modest, if you can't do it, if you can't do it, if you can't do it, if you can't do it." Lin Ming is very optimistic about your band, your performance this time is very important to the company, if you can satisfy him and agree to write songs for your band, your future will definitely be bright. You've seen his songs, in fact, he now has hundreds of songs of similar or even better quality to this one, and I'm trying my best to get him to come to our company, and if I can keep all these songs in his hands to the company, I would highly recommend your band to accompany these songs, and when the time comes, I'm sure you should understand what I'm talking about. ”

Although Hou Wenhui has little confidence in Lin Ming's works, Liang Xiaoyue is a person who has seen all his works, and has also heard Lin Ming's cappella, and every one of them is a very wonderful high-quality song. As a musician, Liang Xiaoyue's professionalism is quite good, and he naturally values Lin Ming's ability very much.

Therefore, he hopes that the performance of the New Era Band will reach the most perfect level, and impress the other two shareholders with their songs, so that they will agree to pay more for Lin Ming to enter the Taomu Company with songs. In this way, the company can develop better.

"Understood, Mr. Liang, leave it to us." He Zijian's expression was solemn, it has been a year since he signed with Taomu Music, and the New Era Band has not been able to get results, not because the band members do not work hard. But there are really no good works coming out, if there is a top song creator as the backing, a steady stream of good songs, why not be popular in the new era?

Liang Xiaoyue turned around, walked in front of Lin Ming, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lin Ming, there is no problem over there in the new era." The sound and equipment are ready-made, you just go up and the microphone is on the stage. ”

"Okay."

Lin Ming walked through the audience and walked onto the stage.

Offstage.

Liang Xiaoyue, Hou Wenhui, and Zhao Bin are the three shareholders of Taomu Music Company, as well as Lin Ming's parents.

This will be Lin Ming's first time singing on stage.

And these five people in the audience are Lin Ming's first audience.

He Zijian's voice is rough and powerful, and his voice is a little like Cui Jian, all of which belong to the kind of rich male voice, and he can sing the high notes with ease, but he is a little weak in the face of the bass. Because the real bass can't be sung perfectly by relying on that kind of effort.

And Lin Ming's voice is relatively low, just enough to control, although the climax of this song also has high notes, but most of them are still dominated by middle and low tones, Lin Ming can also sing, only need to worry about the problem of going out of tune.

Although Lin Ming also hung his throat for half a month, it was actually useless, because hanging his throat was a perennial thing, and it was not a day or two to make your throat clean. But although it was not immediate, at least there was comfort in my heart. Fortunately, Lin Ming sang this song hundreds of times last time, when he was in college, several buddies in the dormitory liked to go to KTV parties, because of the reason for gathering in KTV all year round, he also met a memorable girlfriend who accompanied him through college. That girl is like them, the whole dormitory loves to sing in KTV, and Lin Ming often practices singing and has a little experience. As long as you sing along to the tune, you still don't have to worry about going out of tune.

There were also five people on the stage, and five people stood still. He Zijian, Dongzi Da Biao, Lao Xie, everyone looked at Lin Ming. Lin Ming held the microphone and stood on the stage to watch, but it was the ceiling in the audience. After five seconds, he took a deep breath and nodded at He Zijian.

He Zijian's hand swept lightly on the guitar strings, this sweep was like giving orders, and after 11 seconds, the drums, electronic organs, and bass instantly rang in unison, and the most familiar melody in his memory rushed into Lin Ming's mind like a flood.

Although the melody of this song is very gentle and low, at that moment, Lin Ming's tears filled his eyes, and goosebumps were about to grow.

This is my favorite melody in memory.

What Lin Ming saw was his ordinary life in the previous life, everyone has their own life, maybe because of the growth environment, our life contains too many different places. But at any time, the same youthful growth, the same school, will also be accompanied by the same memories.

It is the youth that everyone has had, maybe there have been regrets, maybe there has been love, but in the end, let it pass with the wind.

24 seconds later, he raised the microphone, with tears in his eyes, and sang softly in the softest voice in the world: "This road stops and stops and follows the traces of the teenager's drifting, and there is some hesitation at the moment of stepping out of the station." I can't help but laugh at this homesickness, but it is still inevitable. And the sky in Nagano is still so warm, blowing up the past. ”

After graduating from college, I worked in a TV station for half a year, and then I quit my job and stayed at home because I was tired, sometimes looking for a job in the middle, and sometimes being lazy and playing around. Two years later, because a girl impulsively went to a deep city thousands of miles away, after a difficult year, love could not withstand time and material things after all, and she left gloomily and returned to her hometown without face. Lin Ming stepped on the train and went north to the capital, followed his good college classmates, and started from the lowest level of field work. This is another two years. At the age of twenty-seven, he told his family every year that he was very busy, but at the end of the year, he didn't make much money, and he had to spend his life secretly with his mother. A failed and ordinary life, unconsciously, has been standing close to the end.

In the third year of going north to the capital, Lin Ming resigned and returned to his hometown. He saw his parents waiting for him outside the station, his father's hair was gray, his mother's face was wrinkled, he hadn't been back to his hometown for several years, and his parents were much older.

"When I first knew this world, I lingered in every way, looking at the horizon as if it was in front of me, and I was willing to go to the soup and go to it again."

Singing a song in his mouth, but in his heart he was thinking about every day and night in his previous life, Lin Ming's memory blurred. He even forgot how much money his mother had given him, and he forgot the name of every girl he chased, but what he couldn't forget was the nostalgia of being in a foreign country in those years, but in his heart, he always thought about home.

The wind is blowing.

The only way to survive is to try to survive.

Dedicated to our lost youth, but also dedicated to every wanderer who is struggling outside.