Placebo, metal kite, ideal fragments.

These are the three underground bands that Bai Zhe spent most of the day preliminarily screening. There were also six or seven on the list of candidates, which gave him a slightly worse feeling.

After more than eight hours of soaking in music and video platforms, he is now excited and miserable.

The pain stems from the uneven quality of the band, with a few tracks being as lethal as Sooko's roar.

He usually only listens to music occasionally to relax, and has never been bombarded with dozens of different styles of music as he is today.

The screening process is extremely torturous. It is necessary to remove those who are too skilled, those who are too conservative in style, those who are suspected of imitation and plagiarism, and those whose members have been arrested or have cyberpsychosis.

The three bands screened out in the end, on the one hand, have certain talents and characteristics, and on the other hand, their fame is tepid.

The type of placebo band is considered alternative rock, and the works are more miscellaneous and weird. The themes involve folk music, religion, classical music, poetry, etc. The instruments used are also quite special, in addition to the regular ones, I also used saxophone, harmonica, accordion and so on.

Of course, they don't succeed in every innovation, and some of their works are stuffed with offensive bad reviews.

Metal Kite is a post-punk style with a somber musical atmosphere and a strong sense of rhythm, and is good at using synthesizer effects. They are a standard four-piece band with vocals and guitarists, drummers, keyboards, bass.

The ideal shards are a heavy metal band with a fierce style and violent rhythm. The voice of the female lead singer is impressive, with a wide vocal range and a very aggressive momentum.

Bai Zhe glanced at the time, it was already half past three in the morning. Sleep to prevent sudden death.

Half past four in the morning. Too excited to sleep.

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At noon the next day, he sent private messages to the three bands on the platform.

The general content is to invite the other person to create a track inspired by the audio material they provide. He also showed that he had the skills to make Dream Shadow, and could help design stage effects and make Dream Shadow to promote the band.

If there is an intention to cooperate, it can be negotiated in person, and he can pay a reasonable commission fee.

The audio accompanying the private message was a small growl he had taken after processing, a relatively less outrageous-sounding one.

Bai Zhe knew that there was a high probability that this strange invitation would be rejected or ignored, and he had other preparations.

He circled a few places where bands often perform, and when he went to the field these days, there might be that kind of excellent band that is not famous. The electronic version is always not as good as watching it in person.

Five days, this is the deadline he has set for himself. If you can't find a suitable partner within five days, you give up your plan and concentrate on dreaming.

......

Receiving a reply to a private message is not good news.

The Ideal Shard was the first to reply:

[Due to financial and time pressures, the band decided to temporarily suspend its activities last month, and the comeback time is yet to be determined.]

The audio you posted was special. Good luck]

Bai Zhe couldn't help but sigh.

It's too real. Are you considering changing your name after you come back?

[Thank you.] I wish you a smooth comeback]

Hung up one, the other two haven't replied yet.

Let's go to the placebo band's performance tonight. It is more than two kilometers away from the Chimen Street Night Market that he frequents, not far away.

It's a good idea to have a chance to talk in person, and by the way, to catch a glimpse of other bands.

......

"I met a merchant from afar

He sells guns

He sells hearts

He sells youth

He sells tickets to heaven

Ask for a bottle of spirits

I say

He shook his head

'You're drunk'

'You're living in a hangover'

Hangover, hangover and not waking up

......”

On the side of the road, at the corner of the snack street and the red light district, a young man with long blond hair is singing intently, with an electric guitar on his shoulder.

A collapsible plastic floor is laid on the floor with wireless charging. Drum kits and an electronic keyboard are placed on the board, and two small drones hover over the sky with lights on.

This is an improvised stage for underground bands.

In front of the stage, many passers-by stopped to watch, including Bai Zhe.

Some people will leave after listening to a few sentences, and some will complain about "what are you singing" before leaving. There are also those who sit down on the street and listen to it for a long time, and they scan the code to give the band a little support when they think it is very pleasing to them.

The three people on the stage, except for Anjie at home, the most eye-catching is the bass.

Bai Zhe wasn't sure if he should call him a bassist. This guy plays the bass in the intro, the lead song becomes the keyboardist to accompany the lead singer, and the saxophone plays in the interlude and the drummer cooperates. What Superman.

The Placebo Band performed 8 pieces live, 6 of which were original, and the whole process lasted nearly an hour. Objectively speaking, the level fluctuates greatly.

However, throughout the performance, the band members were emotionally engaged. Bai Zhe not only listens through his ears, but also observes with the help of shadow vision.

When some bad singers perform, their shadows almost do not fluctuate, and their emotions are just casually acted.

As the band was about to end, he noticed a man with electronic eyes and large decorative implants on his face and arms. The other party appeared from the corner and walked towards the lead singer An Jie.

It's the gangs in this area who are asking for venue fees. According to the metal patterns on his body, it is probably called a small gang such as the Fire Gang and the Fire Dragon Gang, which Bai Zhe doesn't know much about.

Several members of the band looked embarrassed. A roadside show doesn't charge much at all, and if you count the wear and tear of equipment and the cost of renting a drone, it's good to be able to not lose money.

This person opened his mouth and asked for a venue fee of 400 yuan, and An Jie wanted to discuss giving less, but the other party was obviously not happy.

It is not vain for them to really make a move, and the people who live in the border area are somewhat violent. The problem is that their instruments and equipment are all here, and if there is a conflict, they will definitely not be able to sing in this film in the future.

Do them a little favor.

With a flick of his left hand, the Eye of the Black Tide fell into the shadows, and in a few seconds, he sneaked into the shadow behind the electronic eye gangsters.

Shock him.

The moment the pale eyes opened, the surface of the shadow fluctuated violently. The degree of oscillation is no longer a ripple, there are obvious waves.

The shock of the Eye of the Kuroshio lasted for a few tenths of a second, and the target's shadow was severely distorted, as if it was about to disperse.

The red light in the electron's eye suddenly went out. Without warning, a flood of fear swept through the subject's heart, and the brain seemed to be pierced by a cold beam of light, and the body was stiff and unable to move.

The terrifying sense of awe quickly faded, as if it had been swallowed by some kind of giant beast and spit out.

The thugs suddenly lost their eyes and their expressions were distorted, leaving the three members of the band at their knots.

"100 is 100, hurry up!"

"Forget it, it's unlucky today, I'll look for you next time......"

The gangsters didn't even have time to collect 100 yuan, so they were decisively moistened.

The Eye of the Black Tide retreated and swam back to Bai Zhe. This is a new ability that will appear when the eyeball grows up, and it can only be used two or three times at the moment. Hopefully, it will grow more useful skills.

"Hey, I'm your new fan, it's the first time I've been to the scene."

When the band packed up the equipment, Bai Zhe went up to say hello.

"I found an interesting creative subject, a very special audio, I wonder if you are interested in listening to it?"

"Wait......"

The lead singer looked up.

"Are you the dreamer who sent us a mechanical gorilla cry?"

Bai Zhe: ?