During the winter vacation, Fu Cuo received two 18th birthday gifts, one was a birthday cake from AK, and the other was a Livehouse performance contract given to him by Tan Si.
After opening the envelope, Fu Cuo read the performance contract over and over, front and back several times, and there was no such word as "I'm kidding you" hidden anywhere. Even AK thought it was impossible, and while eating the cake, he said, "Don't look, he lied to you. The real gift is this cake. I bought it with him last night."
Fu Cuo raised his head and looked at the silent Tan Si. The cream on his chin just fell on the paper contract. Tan Si, who had been acting inscrutable all the time, hurriedly took the contract and shook it away quickly. That lump of cream.
The abandoned warehouse suddenly became silent. Fu Cuo, with cake on his face, and AK, with cake on his hands, said in unison: "... is it true?"
Tan Si wiped the contract with a tissue, and said while wiping: "This Livehouse just opened, the place is not too big, and I'm inviting bands to do it..."
Before he finished speaking, AK rushed over and hugged him: "I'll go! Tan Si really has you! What kind of Livehouse is here for Grandpa AK to take a good look at—"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but say that he pulled the contract from Tan Si's hand, lowered his head and scanned the densely packed words, and excitedly muttered "there are so many words", Tan Si pulled it back and folded it: "Listen to me, it's faster, anyway, this The livehouse is inviting the band to do the opening performance. I tried to send them the video of our performance in the park and square, but I didn’t expect people to reply me... But let’s say it first, it’s a platter performance, and the performance fee is not much , is the guarantee fee given.”
AK nodded vigorously, and went to talk about the contract again. This time, Tan Si gave it to him. AK finally found the heart-wrenching name from the densely packed words, and held it up to Fu Cuo: "Western Wind! West Wind! "
Fu Cuo saw the words "West Wind Band" on the contract, and for the first time felt his heart beating and his chest numb.
The performance will be at the beginning of next month, and there are still three weeks left. Because it is a platter performance, and they are a little-known rookie band, it is because the owner of the Livehouse likes their performance video very much that they are given time to sing two songs. . AK posted this news on Weibo at the first time. At that time, they only played Live a few times in parks and squares in commercial districts. Occasionally, rock fans would come to chat with them after the performance. Ask them what they usually do. Where is the performance, so there will be some familiar faces in every performance, but none of the three dare to call others fans with a big face, such a limited number of familiar faces is probably reflected in the number of fans on AK's Weibo, Because only AK plays Weibo among the three.
Fu Cuo and Tan Si don't care much about AK's Weibo. Today, after sending this Weibo, the three of them are guarding AK's mobile phone. Five minutes after the Weibo was sent, they received the first comment:
— Wow, really? Congratulations, be sure to support!
Another three minutes later, a second and third comment arrive:
— Can I order a song? Want to hear "Beautiful"!
—Be sure to sing "Beautiful", it will make more people fall in love with Xifeng!
The three of them huddled together, foreheads pressed against each other, arguing over how to reply. After replying to a dozen comments back and forth, Fu Cuo felt that his neck was sore. When he looked up, he realized that the sky outside the window was dark.
"Hey, stop swiping," he got up and grabbed AK's phone and threw it aside, "What time is it, hurry up and rehearse."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" AK also stood up, turned around and hurriedly set up the drum set, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Tan Si saw that the two were busy connecting the speakers and installing the drum kit, and said, "Let's choose two songs first."
With his back to AK who was squatting in front of the drum kit, he turned his head and said, "Beautiful! Beautiful! Let's play another song by LOTUS. How about "Big Wave"? This song is absolutely high!"
"No," Tan Si said, "This is a commercial performance, and we can only sing our own songs."
"Ah?" AK looked at Fu Cuo with a dazed expression, blinking, "Brother Cuo... what shall we sing?"
Fu Cuo was also stumped by this problem. In the past, no matter in the park or on the street, in order to attract passers-by, they sang the songs of the bands that had already debuted during Live. Then one day Tan Si said that "Beautiful" was very complete, so it's better Let's sing it live, and then they will bring this original song when they live. Although he has also written other songs besides this one, they are all experimental products. A few people play and sing in private, and it is enough to enjoy themselves, and he never thought about taking it out. I really can't get it out.
"It's okay," Tan Si patted him on the shoulder, "Just choose one of your songs, let's fill in the lyrics and re-arrange the song, it won't be bad."
Apart from song selection, in fact, he has more worries. He is just a temporary lead singer. He is really not good at singing. The sound was broken to some extent, but it was not obvious because it was in an open environment, but the sound and sound effects of the livehouse were top-notch. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone would know if there was any.
They rehearsed "Beautiful" twice before dark, and the treble part was still either broken or out of tune. He stared at the microphone in his hand, thinking that this thing was his nemesis, so he went to the Livehouse to accept hundreds of people. The test of rock fans left so many people who don't know Xifeng the impression of "what the hell is this band" for the first time, and he absolutely can't allow it.
Even AK noticed that he couldn't sing well, coughed and said, "Why don't you... lower the key? Or change the high pitch of the chorus?"
But he is neither willing to drop the key, nor is he willing to cut a complete song in order to cover up his shortcomings. Just like every boy has a dream girl, every guitarist also has a dream lead singer. "Beautiful" is written for his dream lead singer. It has rich expressive power and profound appeal, and all I need to do is to write a good song for the lead singer and dedicate it to him.
The school started a week later, and AK rushed to the shelves to post a notice to recruit a lead singer in the school. Such an out-of-place notice was sandwiched between various notices and advertisements like a snowflake, and no one took it seriously. overwhelmed.
This afternoon, Fu Cuo and Tan Si were at the rehearsal place and did not wait for the AK person, but they waited for AK's call:
"Hey, Fu Cuo? Well, you guys line up first today, don't wait for me, my tablemate's birthday, I invited my classmates to sing K," said with a low voice, and said with a smile, "I will give it to you when the time comes." West Wind is looking for a lead singer!"
Fu Cuo and Tan Si looked at each other, and Tan Si could only joke, "Maybe we can find it."
AK was not there, so he and Tan Si discussed and selected two songs. The lyrics were filled in by him when he wrote the song. It was too shabby to sing on stage. After tossing until nine o'clock in the evening, the absent drummer finally finished singing K, and weakly sent a WeChat voice:
"... Fu is wrong, have you and Tan Si chosen a good song?"
"I chose two songs, and I'll hear your opinion when you come." Fu Cuo said, "What about you? Have you found the lead singer?" After answering, he gave Tan Si a wry smile. What to expect.
AK sent a video conversation. In the background, AK was coming out of the KTV and walking on the street. The young man with a hedgehog looked frustrated on the other side of the screen: "Hey, don't mention it, the whole room is full of ghosts and wolves, what is it singing about?" Ghost, there is a buddy with a fairly wide range, who doesn’t sing on time, there is a girl who sang really well in front of her, but she splits as soon as she reaches the high note... "
Fu Cuo had expected it earlier: "Okay, if you can't find it, just drop the key..."
"Hey, wait!" AK suddenly stopped, watching the video as if he turned around.
Fu Cuo just wanted to ask "what's the matter", when he heard the ambient sound on the video side getting louder, someone was singing, and AK obviously passed towards the sound source.
The singing voice was faint, but it had a magical power. Fu Cuo unconsciously pricked up his ears and listened intently. He heard a series of very recognizable piano arpeggios. The singing voice shuttled freely between the arpeggios. Suddenly missed a beat - it was "Rooftop" by LOTUS, someone was singing "Rooftop" by LOTUS, and they sang so well...
Fu Cuo is also familiar with that area. There are street KTVs with stalls at night. A pair of stereos, a TV and a jukebox are enough to set up a mobile KTV. There are quite a few people who come to order songs. He guessed it was Who is singing K on the street, this level must have attracted a lot of onlookers. Many of the high notes of "Rooftop" are on high C. Sometimes Ji Shi's voice would break when he sang live, but this singer showed no sign of weakness at all, and he could sway the high notes freely. Not only that, he sang this song as it should be. There is an atmosphere, like looking at the sky on the rooftop, telling a story about flying, such a simple singing voice, it seems to be born. Across the phone, the sound quality is really not good, but the appeal is magically not compromised.
He was too aware of the gap between inferior headphones and the actual effect, so he hurriedly took off the guitar and put it back on, then turned to Tan Si and said, "Go back first, I'll go to AK!"
"Ah?" Tan Si was listening to music with earphones on, and he took off the earphones, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'll be back in a while!"
He ran out, and said happily in his heart, maybe he can bring you back a lead singer!
The KTV that AK went to was not far from here, and he could get there in ten minutes if he ran fast. He was afraid that AK, who is short-tempered, would get angry and scare people away when he got excited. He had to go there himself to feel at ease!
Running up the flyover with a guitar on his back, the wind was blowing from that direction, Fu Cuo was running, recalling that although the sound quality of the video is not good, but only the vocals can give people a glimpse of the artistic conception of the lyrics, such a singer is the most rare , the timbre was not very clear, but he could still tell that it was a young voice, and he couldn't help thinking, if this voice could sing his "Beautiful", that would be really great...