Chapter 29: China's Good Audience

The performance of this band, if it is to the ears of the layman, will feel a little noisy, a little burr, and not so refined at best.

But rock 'n' roll, and it's obviously metal rock, noisy spots, glitch spots, isn't it normal?

But in front of Gu Xiaobai's god-like absolute pitch, all kinds of shortcomings suddenly appeared.

But even Gu Xiaobai's picky ears can't hear any obvious flaws in Brother Ming's performance.

The chaotic performance scene is like a rampage wave.

And he is like the mainstay, no matter what the rest of the band looks like, I stand still, whether it is the rhythm or the melody, I am steady.

And it is precisely because of him by his side that the band's joint practice did not become a mess, but you pushed me and pulled, and you chased me forward.

Gradually, it turned out to be a little interesting.

Fu Wenyao's breath stabilized, and his voice was also stable.

The drummer's rhythm doesn't drift that much either.

The bass player also kept up.

There are also fewer mistones for rhythm guitarists.

The keyboardist's melody can also keep up.

Gu Xiaobai found a few more mistakes, and it was 13/20.

If the original difficulty of the question is followed, it will naturally be completed, but after increasing the difficulty, Gu Xiaobai will not complete the homework.

What? You say I didn't finish my homework?

How could I, Gu Xiaobai, not be able to complete my homework!

seemed to know Gu Xiaobai's thoughts, and below 13/20, another line of words popped up: "Punishment for unfinished homework, stay in the hall for 1 hour!"

At this moment, the system was already laughing at the bottom, as if it was a 10,000-year-old villain who couldn't be killed.

Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you didn't expect me to have this trick!

Let me stay in the church?

All of Gu Xiaobai's potential was forced out.

His brain was running at high speed, his ears were shaking, his eyes were staring at the stage without blinking, neither the hustle and bustle of the crowd nor the agitated sound of electricity could disturb him in the slightest.

His attention widened again.

It's no longer limited to a single musician in the band, but expands to the whole song, the whole stage.

He had almost finished reading the book "Understanding Music Theory", and at this time, in his mind, "Understanding Music Theory" was flipping through the page, and waves of knowledge poured out.

Coupled with his own comprehension, many things that he hadn't noticed before began to be slowly noticed again.

"The rhythm seems to be a little stiff. Gu Xiaobai said.

Gu Xiaobai doesn't know about metal rock, in fact, this feeling is because riff is boring, riff can be said to be the soul of metal rock, it is a riff that is constantly repeated, of course, it may not be improvised, but it is made up like now, but it runs throughout, keeps repeating, like a keel that runs through the whole song, determines the tone of the whole song, and it is like the background color spread on the canvas, which affects the tone of the whole painting; the rhythm guitarist's playing skills are not good, and it is already difficult to step on the beat, and you can't ask for moreใ€‚ But this clumsy technique, like a large block of color, sticks to the canvas and naturally feels stiff.

When you look at the whole, more omissions are revealed.

"The textures of the various instruments do not support each other well, Fu Wenyao wants to pursue the high note, but the bass of the whole band is unstable...... Or the reason for the drums and bass......"

Just like Lao Hong, who had a loud voice at the beginning, the steady bass provided strong support for Gu Xiaobai, making Gu Xiaobai's treble even more moving and stable.

"Moreover, Fu Wenyao's voice is too quiet, and it feels a bit like being dominated by the noise......"

Gu Xiaobai didn't know either, this was because Fu Wenyao's voice lacked resonance, and he couldn't cover the instruments and accompaniment at all, and singing live has always been a weakness of pop singers.

Not to mention an amateur singer.

If someone hadn't invented the microphone, a pop singer who didn't resonate wouldn't have been able to stand on stage.

In the ancient teahouse, if you can't make the seats in the corner of the teahouse hear clearly, I'm afraid you will be beaten out by the teahouse guys.

Not to mention the street singers.

Many people praise a singer for their good singing skills, and usually call them "walking CDs", which means that the live is as good as the CD.

But in fact, the singers of the real bull fork can be an order of magnitude higher than in the recording studio!

At this moment, Fu Wenyao finished singing the first two paragraphs, and when he sang "She is my sweetheart, she hasn't held her hand yet", he took out his acoustic guitar and came to a solo.

I don't know if it's because the sound is not good, or for other reasons, the sound of the guitar is also a little weak.

Subsequently, Brother Ming also joined in.

Brother Ming's electric guitar and Fu Wenyao's acoustic guitar came to a well-choreographed interspersed solo, the timbre of the two different guitars was interspersed with each other and echoed each other, like a pair of teenagers and girls, looking at each other across the lake by the lake, talking to each other, you come and go, reluctant to give up.

Brother Ming's high-pitched electric guitar is an enthusiastic teenager.

Fu Wenyao's acoustic guitar is a gentle girl.

However, this kind of interspersing makes the skill gap between the two people make a judgment.

Brother Ming's guitar is a handsome guy who is 1.85 meters tall and dares to call himself Wu Yanzu of Dongyuan University in the circle of friends. And this girl probably only dares to call herself "the first beauty in the 306 bedroom" and is afraid of being beaten.

After a period of solo, the audience closed and was quiet for a second, Fu Wenyao sang: "Forgive me for not paying ......"

The voice was high-pitched and tense, obviously reaching the limit of Fu Wenyao's treble sound.

Then the music started again, and the guitarists, drummers, and bassists all gathered into the microphone in front of them and began to sing harmonies, and the low "forgive me for not returning" began to echo in the cafeteria again.

"Well, Brother Ming's singing timbre is very ordinary. Gu Xiaobai looked at the guitarist and was happy that he had finally found a shortcoming from Brother Ming's body.

In fact, it's not that Brother Ming doesn't have shortcomings, it's just that the current Gu Xiaobai's level on the guitar is not up to the point where he can pick on Brother Ming.

But back to singing, Gu Xiaobai has self-confidence, and he can casually say many shortcomings.

After all, a guitarist who can't sing harmony is not a good guitarist!

After the low harmony ended, the whole band on the stage took a cool pose, and the deep sound of "hum......ming" echoed in the cafeteria.

"21/20!" is a quiet display of numbers on the screen.

The system doesn't speak, it just wants to be quiet.

And that person who should have been Gu Xiaobai's opponent......

Gu Xiaobai applauded happily and shouted: "Good!"

The performance was so good, I don't have to stay in the hall!

The fans applauded.

Xiaobai applauded, and it was right to applaud!

Fu Wenyao was moved to tears.

The audience is so enthusiastic!

Will you ask for a return and shout encore?