The arrangement was confirmed on the first day, and the rehearsal was non-stop on the second day. When Zhong Dao arrived at the CBS building, Sui Qingchi hadn't arrived yet. He listened to the live accompaniment of the band first. The music director asked him what he thought. I can nod my head and say yes, but I can't say a word of opinion.
An hour had passed since the appointed rehearsal time, and Sui Qingchi hadn't arrived yet, and no one was surprised. Zhong Dao frequently looked towards the other side of the aisle, but even he himself felt that it wouldn't be surprising if Sui Tianwang suddenly didn't come today. According to the director's arrangement, he first went on stage and went through it with the band. The high-pitched part was still unsatisfactory. The director teacher was digging out the details of the band's accompaniment. No one gave him advice on how to sing. He stood by the stage and listened. Professionals speak technical terms, but feel at a loss and ashamed. Knowing notation is obviously not enough. Sui Qingchi is also a singer, but he can play musical instruments and arrange music, but people can only see a "king of middle school", It's really superficial...
About ten minutes later, the door of the studio opened, and it was not the staff of the TV station, but the bodyguards and assistants who came in. Everyone was a little surprised that Sui Qingchi had arrived. The director and the music director turned around to greet Sui Qingchi, Zhong Dao was about to step off the stage when he saw this, Sui Qingchi said directly after seeing this: "Don't come down, just stay up there."
Zhong Dao had no choice but to go back to the microphone and watch Sui Qingchi say a few words to the director and music director. The director nodded, and then turned around to let the departments prepare for another rehearsal.
Zhong Dao reunited with the band for the second time, and Sui Qingchi stood under the stage, which put him under great pressure. When he sang the first line, he felt that he couldn't open his voice. Sui Qingchi frowned after hearing the first line. frown. Although his voice was opened at the back, his performance was not as good as the first time. Sui Qingchi shook his head dissatisfied, turned on the stage, but didn't say anything to him. Instead, he walked to the orchestra pit and explained a few words to the band director. Zhong Dao only heard A sentence "this place uses the bow".
After speaking, he turned around and left the stage, and said to the director: "Do it again, this time without lighting."
The director nodded. The accompaniment started, there was no light change on the stage, only a row of faint spotlights above his head, Zhong Dao relaxed a little, but Sui Qingchi didn't look at him this time, just put his hands on his waist, lowered his head and listened intently, Zhong Dao felt I played a lot more stable. However, after the first refrain, Sui Qingchi still shook his head and shouted to stop, raised his head and said to Zhong Dao: "No, you are using too much force, you are still singing in the original version, and your singing method is not at all different from the new arrangement. Didn't you notice?"
Zhong Dao was very dazed, he didn't notice, and even felt that he had sung very differently, but maybe the original song still had too much influence on him. He didn't answer right away, which made Sui Qingchi look a little impatient, Sui Qingchi is a genius, and sure enough, geniuses don't have much patience for mortals...
The atmosphere at the scene was a little frozen, Sui Qingchi frowned and pursed her lips tightly, as if thinking about how to teach this newcomer.
To everyone's surprise, when he really spoke, his tone was not particularly offensive:
"A good singer knows how to change his singing the moment he hears the arrangement change. You have to understand the intention of the arrangement. I am not asking you to slow down the original song, nor do I ask you to sing slowly. , the song used to be like a battle song, we made it an epic now, the original song was a big wave, so it had those crazy guitars and deep bass, but we only have strings here, now you feel like What, is it still a wave?" After that, he turned around and reached for the microphone, the staff hurriedly handed it to him, he took the microphone and turned on the volume, and said to the direction of the orchestra, "Band teacher, please play the chorus part .”
The band played the chorus accompaniment in unison, and Zhong Dao listened carefully. Without the main theme, he really felt a completely different feeling.
The strings stopped, but the lingering sound still lingered. Sui Qingchi said: "I don't think this is like waves, but more like wind, what do you think?"
In the huge studio, only his voice could be heard, as if everyone was listening to him. Once he spoke, the voice was irresistible to every pair of ears, Zhong Dao thought convincingly. He is very grateful to Sui Qingchi for not showing him how to sing, if he gets to that point, it will be a blow to his self-confidence.
"Clock Island."
He was brought back to God by Sui Qingchi.
Sui Qingchi held one arm in front of his chest, and held the microphone in the other hand and said, "Try singing in jazz style, you can have a little y back at the beginning, avoid the rebeating of the original song, and then experience it carefully." .”
After finishing speaking, he returned the microphone to the staff, nodded to the music director, and the band began to play together for the fourth time.
Zhong Dao sang according to what Sui Qingchi said, intentionally imitating the lazy and casual singing of jazz singers, and even the director and music director applauded after singing a song.
In fact, he only used a little y back. In the beginning, after finding out the feeling, he continued to sing according to his comfortable singing method, but this method allowed him to deconstruct the song again, breaking away from the shackles of the original song, as if all The shackles were broken, he could sing this song freely with the accompaniment, and even got a little bit of why Sui Qingchi could sing the same song with so many different feelings, because he was never bound by music. He's at home in music, probably more naturally than he's talking to people.
"Very good, let's sing like this." Sui Qingchi said, he didn't show any surprise like the others at the scene, he just said calmly, "Go and thank the band teacher."
Without further ado, Zhong Dao bowed deeply, and when he turned around, Sui Qingchi pointed in the direction of the orchestra and said, "Everyone."
Zhong Dao was stunned, because Sui Qingchi's slightly frowning expression looked very serious, and then he really turned around and walked to the side of the orchestra pit, bowing and thanking every band teacher, and when he turned his head again, Sui Qingchi had already left up.
Sui Qingchi left the TV building and got into the nanny car, followed by Wang Xiaoou, who sat down and fastened his seat belt while turning around and asked, "Master, are you going back to the company?"
Sui Qingchi thought about it for a while, then lowered his head and fastened his seat belt, and said to the driver without looking up: "Go to CTR Conservatory of Music."
Wang Xiaoou asked with a question mark, why did he go to the academy at this time? Turning around, she glanced at Sui Qingchi wonderingly, Sui Qingchi was looking sideways out of the window, with her chin lightly propped up, wondering what she was thinking.
After the nanny car drove all the way to CTR, Sui Qingchi asked the driver to continue driving.
The driver checked the navigation and asked, "Is it the South School Gate?"
Sui Qingchi only let out a "hmm".
However, Sui Qingchi didn't stop at the south school gate: "No need to stop, just turn to the opposite side."
The driver and Wang Xiaoou looked at each other, both of them were at a loss.
The car turned around in front, and after a while, Wang Xiaoou bewilderedly recognized the familiar street scene nearby: Isn't this the bar that Sui Qingchi went to that night
When the nanny car was about to pass by the bar, Sui Qingchi said, "Just stop here."
The car pulled over, Wang Xiaoou saw Sui Qingchi looking out the window, today is a working day, and it is noon, there are few pedestrians on the street, Sui Qingchi put on sunglasses after confirmation, closed his coat, opened the door and bent down car, turned to her and the bodyguard and said, "Don't follow."
When Yao Ke came to the bar, she happened to see a luxury business car slowly parked on the side of the road. Just as she was curious, she saw the door of the car slide open, and the moment she saw the person bending down from the car, the motorcycle bag in her hand Shocked and fell to the ground.
Hearing the sound, Sui Qingchi glanced in her direction. There was a distance of seven or eight meters between the two of them. Yao Ke subconsciously covered his mouth, feeling that his immediate reaction must be very funny, but it was also because he was too excited! However, the discovered star didn't express any expression of her ecstasy, and really just turned around and left after glancing at her.
That feeling was quite disappointing, Yao Ke recalled the scene of shaking hands with the second king on the day of the signing, and now Sui Qingchi felt... very indifferent. But it's also understandable, a bloody traffic superstar like him certainly doesn't want to be found walking alone on the street without assistants or bodyguards.
She bent down to pick up the motorcycle bag, still immersed in the surprise of meeting Sui Qingchi, she didn't bother to pat off the dust on it, and carefully kept a distance behind Sui Qingchi, hoping that King Sui would not think that she was an illegitimate fan Abnormal or something, it's really because Sui Qingchi took the only way she had to go to the bar, and she couldn't help but go the same way with him...
Then the most unexpected thing happened - Sui Qingchi stopped in front of her bar.
Yao Ke then slowed down, thinking that Sui Qingchi would eventually walk past the bar, but he didn't go any further. She looked dumbfounded at Sui Qingchi standing in front of the locked door, hooked her fingers down her sunglasses and looked in, then she seemed to see her from the glass reflection, and turned around after a moment of hesitation.
The moment Sui Qingchi turned around, she swallowed unconsciously. Sui Tianwang was wearing an army green windbreaker, and looked at her from behind the sunglasses. The color of the sunglasses was not too dark, and his handsome eyebrows could still be seen clearly if you looked carefully. Yao Ke clutched the motorcycle bag with both hands awkwardly, not knowing whether to strike up a conversation with the big star first or wait for him to open his mouth...
"Is this your bar?" Sui Qingchi asked.
Yao Ke nodded, obviously only nodded once, but felt like he was nodding madly, so stupid!
Sui Qingchi frowned, and seemed to have a vague impression of the excited look of the girl in front of him, he looked at the bar door: "Who is Yao Shiyi?"
Yao Ke came back to his senses, blinked and said in disbelief: "You... do you know my dad?"
Yao Ke opened the door for Sui Qingchi. The bar is not open yet, but Fu Cuo is usually there at this time. The strange thing is that the bar door is locked today, but the lights at the bar are on.
It felt like Sui Qingchi was standing behind him, and Yao Ke couldn't insert the keys easily, after opening the door, she pushed the door at a right angle, in order to let Sui Tianwang in. The door is the kind of glass door with a check pattern, which is a bit heavy. She leaned against it with her shoulders, and suddenly felt the pressure on her shoulders lighten. Turning her head, she saw Sui Qingchi raised her hand to help her hold the door.
Yao Ke is just 1.6 meters tall, Sui Qingchi can directly pass over her head to press the door when he raises his hand, the hem of his windbreaker blocks the sunlight from outside, she has red ears and quickly squats down to fix the door on that side, Sui Qing Chi let go of his hand.
The moment he let go, Yao Ke caught sight of the tattoo on the inside of his wrist exposed under the cuff, which looked like a lightning bolt. I was shocked when I saw her just now, because the shape looked like a hideous scar.
After entering the gate of the bar, there were several steps going down. Yao Ke put his bag on the sofa next to him, and saw Sui Qingchi walking down those few steps. He seemed to be familiar with these steps, so he didn't take them The sunglasses didn't look at his feet, his hands were in the pockets of the windbreaker, and he walked carelessly, but seemed to be full of thoughts. Yao Ke always felt that the design of these steps was rubbish, but for the first time today he felt that the design of these steps was wonderful.
This is probably the most attentive guest she has ever greeted, and there will never be one in the future: "Sit down, do you want something to drink?"
Sui Qingchi habitually walked to the bar, and when she sat down, she fished back her windbreaker and said "whatever".
Yao Ke went into the bar and poured him a glass of wine, Sui Qingchi took it and put it in his hand without drinking it right away, looking around this familiar bar. In fact, I have seen it the last time I came here. Some decorations have been changed, but the overall layout has not changed. The bar, stage, and booths are still in the same place.
There used to be only a projection screen hanging on the wall behind the table, but now it has been replaced with an electronic screen.
Not bad, at least it shows that the business of the bar is very good. Fu Cuo has no shortage of money to spend.
Yao Ke carefully looked at Sui Qingchi who was sitting sideways, not wanting to disturb him, but she still cared a little bit, when Sui Qingchi turned to pick up the glass of wine, she couldn't help asking: "Well... can I ask how you know me Dad's?"
Sui Qingchi glanced at the small stage next to the bar, and said, "I used to sing here when I was studying CTR."
Yao Ke's eyes widened: "Really?!"
Sui Qingchi nodded calmly.
Yao Ke knew that there was a band who sang here before, and Fu Cuo was a member of the band who sang here before, but he really didn't expect Sui Qingchi to also sing in his father's bar. The whole person was shocked, why never? Didn't anyone tell her that the star she sees on TV and hot searches every day actually sang in Dad's bar before? !
Sui Qingchi took a sip of wine, lowered his head and put down his glass, and said, "Did Fu Cuo tell you?"
Yao Ke almost started playing: "What?! The band he formed with you?! Why didn't he tell me?!"
Sitting there, Sui Qingchi felt the toes of his shoes with his legs crossed gently pressed against the bottom of the bar. He sat up a little bit, put his hands back into the pockets of the windbreaker slowly, and said, "Maybe he doesn't like me as the lead singer."
Yao might have sensed something from his slow breathing, but he didn't dare to ask further questions. Sui Qingchi's posture with his hands in his pockets revealed his reluctance and embarrassment. Ordinary people also have such moments, but maybe Because he is Sui Qingchi, his depression made people feel very sad, she comforted clumsily: "No way, he also sang your song, although it was ordered by a customer, but he sang your song very well." cooked..."
Sui Qingchi looked up at her, and smiled faintly: "Really?"
Yao Ke nodded affirmatively: "Yes, and I think he has learned a little bit of your singing."
Sui Qingchi laughed, shook his head and said, "He can't learn that."
Yao Ke looked at Sui Qingchi, Sui Qingchi's smile was very charming, especially this smile, like perfume, the first note was bright pride, followed by a touch of nostalgia, but the tail note was deep melancholy. She was completely different from the big star who gave her a cold glance on the street before.
It's a pity that in the eyes of most people, Sui Qingchi will always be the rebellious and indomitable king of the second class.
"Is Uncle Yao okay?" Sui Qingchi held the cup in both hands and asked her up.
"... oh, my dad... passed away from cancer a few years ago."
Sui Qingchi froze for a moment.
Yao Ke glanced at Sui Qingchi, Sui Qingchi nodded silently with his eyes downcast, Yao Ke heaved a sigh of relief without asking any more questions.
After her father passed away, she inherited the bar. I heard that it seems that a will was made long ago, and her name was written on it, although she had never seen this father a few times since she was a child. This is my father's only, and possibly the most valuable inheritance. My mother said that I should rent out the front of the bar, and she thought so too. Anyway, their mother and son didn't know anything about running a bar.
It was really going to be rented out, but it just so happened that Fu Cuo came. She still remembers the day when she was posting rental information outside the door, and a handsome guy in a black shirt and carrying a guitar bag came over, looked at her poster for a while, and asked her, "Why didn't such a good bar open?"
She wondered and asked him if you are a regular visitor here. Fu Cuo, who was looking up and squinting at the name of the bar, lowered his eyes to look at her and said:
"I've sung here before."
The tone is exactly the same as today's Sui Tianwang. Such a calm sentence, but you can hear the passing years.
She didn't like the people who run the band at first, because her father was also in the band at the beginning, and my mother couldn't bear it, so she divorced him when she was very young, but she really couldn't have bad feelings for such a handsome guy Feeling emotional, he shrugged and said, "Oh, that's a pity, I don't know how to run a bar."
"You just don't know how to run the business?" Fu Cuo said, "I can help you run the business. If you lose money, it's mine. If you make a profit, you can give me as much as you want."
She was choked by his words, and she thought to herself, are you all playing bands so unreasonably? But being stared deeply by such persistent eyes, he was tongue-tied and didn't know how to refuse, and finally said stupidly: "Are you serious? This bar has been losing money for a long time..."
Fu Cuo took out his mobile phone and said, "Go back and think about it first, if you are willing to call me."
When she saw him holding his cell phone, she thought he was asking for her cell phone number before calling her. Unexpectedly, Fu searched for his cell phone number by mistake and left it for her.
She was speechless, watched the handsome man in black leave, and thought to herself, don't rock and roll people remember their mobile phone number
But it's so cool...
The encounter with Fu Cuo that day was like an adventure to her, obviously very unreasonable, she didn't understand why she didn't suspect that the other party was a liar at all, after going back and thinking about it for a few days, she dialed that number. Fu Cuo asked her if she had thought about it, and she generously expressed the question in her heart: "I want to ask why you did this?"
"I want to find a bar to sing in."
Yao Ke was even more puzzled: "You can go to other bars."
"...I'm afraid I won't get used to it if I change places."
Yao Ke stared at the phone screen, thinking that you only have a few words, will you die if you say one more word
She didn't know why she agreed in the end. Maybe she couldn't resist this kind of handsome guy with a sense of melancholy. Even if he was in a band, he gave people the impression of being safe and reliable. It's nothing to lose for her anyway.
In fact, Fu Cuo is a nostalgic person, but for some reason he always refuses to admit that he is nostalgic, deliberately pretending to be very free and easy, but he is not free and easy at all, but the charm is also due to that nostalgia and not free and easy.
Because Sui Qingchi asked about Fu Cuo, she babbled so much to him, Sui Qingchi was silent for a while after listening, and asked her: "When was that?"
"Two years ago." Yao Ke recalled.
"...so you and him are?"
Yao Ke heard the subtext of Sui Qingchi's question, blushed and said: "Don't get me wrong, he and I are the boss and partner, nothing else!"
Sui Qingchi twirled the wine glass with a finger: "Why? You seem quite right, do you have a boyfriend or does he have a girlfriend?"
"Oh," Yao Ke sighed, and smiled embarrassedly, "We are actually single, that is, on Valentine's Day, I forced him to watch movies with me..."
Sui Qingchi nodded involuntarily, took a sip from the wine glass.
Yao Ke never dreamed that one day, she would be able to sit and chat with the Second Heavenly King who only existed in various bloody topics, and for the first time felt that he was different from the legend. He seems to have a very protective color on him, but the topic of the band, or the topic of Fu Cuo, will make him temporarily let go of his defenses. She even feels that Sui Qingchi is a little uneasy when facing these topics. Occasionally, when someone passed by or approached outside the bar, he would take a very concerned look, and the originally relaxed sitting posture would be retracted for a moment. How should I describe it? It's like... a big cat hiding in the dark and suddenly hearing the movement of its owner.
Yao Ke plucked up the courage to ask: "So you haven't been in touch since the band disbanded?"
She really cared about this, because Fu Cuo seemed to be lonely all the time, but today she found that Sui Qingchi seemed to be the same...
Sui Qingchi curled her lips mockingly: "The connection is probably because his name is printed in my lyrics book."
After saying this, Yao Ke remembered, said "wait a minute", and walked around to the small room behind the stage.
On that old little table, she found Sui Qingchi's album, there were two of them, one was given to Fu Cuo by her, with Sui Qingchi's signature on it, and the other was that she came to inherit the bar It was put here when I was a child, it should be left by my father. At that time, this album was just released, and it should be the last CD that my father bought when he was still alive...
She lowered her head and took out the lyrics book. The word "Fu Cuo" was written so brightly in the place of composition and arrangement. She looked at the lyrics book, and at first she couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that Fu Cuo had lied to her for so long, and at the end she had mixed feelings. The singer and creator of this album had sung in her father's bar...
The door behind him was pushed open. Unexpectedly, Sui Qingchi followed her. The door was a bit short, and he lowered his head when he entered, the same movement as when Fu Cuo walked in.
Yao Ke hurriedly said: "It's a little messy here, don't mind it."
Sui Qingchi's eyes stayed on the laptop on the table. The light of the laptop was still on. He was stunned for a moment, and frowned a little puzzled: "...has he been here?"
"Oh, he's usually in the bar at this time, so he probably went out temporarily." Yao Ke said.
Sui Qingchi bypassed Yao Ke, stepped forward and opened the notebook. Yao Ke felt something was wrong, and whispered: "He doesn't let others touch his computer casually..."
Sui Qingchi turned her back to the screen, and replied perfunctorily: "Really?"
A password input box appeared on the screen, and he raised his wrist to enter it. Yao Ke felt inappropriate but did not dare to stop it. Sui Qingchi hung his hands above the keyboard for a while, and then decisively typed a line of English. Yao Ke only recognized He tapped two W's and couldn't see anything else.
The password was correct, he raised his head and smiled at Yao Ke, and said, "I'm not an outsider." When he spoke, he was still slouching, and Yao Ke just felt that he could see the top of his smile, thinking that there was no other way, you can do whatever you want!
When Sui Qingchi saw the project on the screen, he immediately became focused. He pulled a chair back, sat down and put on the earphones, and said to Yao Ke: "I'll wait for him here, go and do your work." Bar."
After Yao Ke took the door and left, Sui Qingchi clicked on the song, and it turned out to be another song he had never heard before, and it hit him after only listening to the beginning. He held the earphones with both hands, closed his eyes and kept heard the end.
It's been a long time since I felt this way, and it almost made his nose sore. The last time I heard a song he wrote on Fu Cuo's computer was six years ago.
They have been together for less than four years, and the time apart has almost doubled.
Has it been that long...
Fu Cuo is still writing songs, but he is no longer the first person to hear them.
"If you write them and don't sing them, why do you write them..."
Yao Ke idly swiped her phone outside the bar for a while, and there was still Sui Qingchi's glass of wine on the bar, because King Sui hadn't come out, so she couldn't help but raised her phone to take a picture, excitedly wanting to post on Weibo On, and finally hesitated again, just put away the phone when Sui Qingchi came out from the backstage.
"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Sui Qingchi walked over, picked up the wine glass and drank the last sip, put it down and asked, "How much is it?"
"No, no, I'll ask you!"
Sui Qingchi put the phone back and said bluntly, "Okay, thank you."
Yao Ke graciously escorted him to the door of the bar, Sui Qingchi suddenly turned around and said, "Don't tell Fu that I was here by mistake."
"Ah, why?" Didn't you come to wait for him
"I want to give him a surprise." Sui Qingchi lowered his head and put on his sunglasses, walked a few steps and then turned his head, asking, "By the way, when is he usually free?"
Not long after Sui Qingchi left, Fu Cuo and Yingying came back. Now that Yao Ke saw this person, his heart was turbulent for a while, but he couldn't ask him directly.
Fu Cuo was puzzled by her rich eye play: "What's wrong?"
Yao Ke took a deep breath, and finally could only ask: "Where have you been?"
"I'm a little dizzy. Shadow accompanied me to the community clinic for an examination." Fu Cuo looked back at the fixed door, "Has anyone been here?"
Yao Ke was startled when he heard that he went to the clinic, and hurriedly asked Shadow: "Are you okay?"
"It's all right, isn't this all about returning to Zhao?" Shadow went to the sofa to rest.
"Then why do you feel dizzy?" Yao Ke asked Fu Cuo.
"I said it might be a bit hypoglycemic. I lost a bottle of glucose and it's much better now." After Fu Cuo finished speaking, he turned and went to the back room. Yao was afraid that he would find out that the things inside had moved, so he hurriedly followed.
"Fu—"
In the middle of her shouting, when the door was pushed open, she saw that the notebook was neatly closed, and the chair was placed at the very beginning, as if nothing had been moved. Yao Ke admired him deeply in his heart, be good, this Heavenly King is a werewolf!
Fu Cuo pushed the chair over and asked her, "What's the matter?"
Yao Ke smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing, I won't bother you!"
Yao Ke took the door and left. Fu Cuo felt that something was wrong with her, but he couldn't tell.
He opened his laptop and sat down, picked up the earphones on the table and put them on, maybe because it was too cold outside, even the earphones seemed warm when he put them on.