If the Magic Flute Bar at 11 o'clock in the evening is the beginning of madness, then the barbecue stall 200 meters away is the end of the work of the workers, with a different kind of excitement and joy.
Xie Xuanming was holding a glass in his hand, the steaming milk in it was incompatible with the scene of the wild barbecue stall where the smoky iron sticks danced wildly. In front of him, the members of the Qingchu band were not as comfortable as they were just now. They stepped off the stage. It returned to the state of abject poverty where a few people huddled in a rented house and rehearsed with broken musical instruments. They ate a barbecue at a low price and bargained with the boss for a long time. They had to wear down a third of the price before they were satisfied.
There was more than half of the only bottle of beer left on the table, and Su Jing on the keyboard sneakily reached out to reach for the bottle, but Ji Sheng stopped him on the spot and grabbed it first.
"Su Jing, what kind of wine are you drinking? Just now you laughed at Xiao Xie, you have just come of age!" Ji Sheng stood at the commanding heights of his age and criticized for a while. Another young man took it away.
Xie Xuanming remembered that he played bass on stage just now, his name seemed to be...
"Sheng Kongzhi, don't stop me, I can still drink!" Ji Sheng yelled with a blushing face. He doesn't drink often, and he is a typical example of a poor drinker and a greedy drinker.
Sheng Kongzhi was clearly aware of his virtues, so he took the bottle away without a doubt, and persuaded Su Jing amidst Su Jing's gloating laughter: "Drinking hurts your throat, and you are now the lead singer. Your voice is broken, and you won't be able to perform in the next performance."
"Oh." Speaking of the band, Ji Sheng was honest. He blinked in confusion, and asked suddenly, "When is the next show? Is there a venue?"
"Next week." On the other side of the table, guitarist Li Tan put down his glass. He seemed to be the oldest, probably older than the other teenagers in Qingchu. At the same time, he works as a part-time agent, responsible for helping Qing out to contact venues and negotiate performance remuneration.
"Don't worry, when you come down tonight, every bar will be scrambling to get out. Just now, three people came backstage to hand out business cards... Let's rehearse well and wait for people to come and invite us."
What Li Tan said made the rest of the young people excited.
Most bands can rarely find a job in a bar. Before Qing came out, he was not well-known, and naturally no one was willing to invite him. In order to make ends meet, the members had to split up and go to various places to do odd jobs. Before the black bar Ji Sheng performed, There was a lack of a drummer, so he went to work as a temporary worker.
Su Jing patted the table, raised his glass and said happily: "Okay! Finally on the right track. Before the lead singer left, I thought we were going to be finished. Who knew that Xiao Sheng was still hiding this trick, and he was alone. The singing is all taken care of. Sheng Zi is awesome!"
"It's rare for you to speak human words." Ji Sheng stood up, "Come on, brother, let's have a drink."
He stood up, and the others followed suit. Even Xie Xuanming was picked up by Ji Sheng and forced to clink glasses with them with milk.
After clinking glasses, everyone sat down.
"Blow to blow, I still have to hire a lead singer." Ji Sheng swallowed his beer and said, "Although I can hold it, it's really hard to sing the lead melody. I can't maintain a stable tone and drum rhythm at the same time. It’s easy to make mistakes, and the performance is not good.”
"The problem is that I can't find a lead singer now." Su Jing said, "Other bands are basically guitarists and lead singers. There are very few pure singers. If there are, most of them want to form a band by themselves, and they are not willing to buy ready-made ones..."
The guitarist Li Tan who was inexplicably mapped to put down his glass: "Sorry, my singing is really bad..."
"I don't mean to blame Brother Tan, but it's really hard to find a lead singer." Sheng Kongzhi answered, and turned to Ji Sheng, "Xiao Sheng, you may have to sing first, and then for a while."
"No problem, no problem." Ji Sheng was helpless, "But I'm a drummer after all, so I still want to focus on drumming..."
"Then what." They were talking, when Xie Xuanming spoke suddenly.
Several people looked over, he put down half a glass of milk, and said hesitantly: "If you really lack people... I can make up the number first."
Xie Xuanming applied for joining the team at the barbecue stand, and the Qingchu band officially considered whether to include newcomers in the afternoon of the second day, after the band members had sobered up and had a good rest.
It is true that there is a shortage of people in Qingchu, but it is not just a random person who will be readily included in the team.
For the self-recommended young lead singer, at least his intonation and singing quotient must be tested, and it is even better if he has creative ability.
Li Tan and Sheng Kongzhi went out because of other things, so the task of accepting new ideas was given to Ji Sheng and Su Jing.
Xie Xuanming's head was full of black lines, looking at the two musicians with disheveled hair and a weak face with the expression "I just woke up from a hangover", he felt that he might as well go back and hang himself in the toilet with a rope.
Fortunately, Ji and Su were dizzy, and there was no ambiguity at all about what to do.
Ji Sheng patted his aching forehead, and smiled kindly at the vigilant young man in front of him. He imitated Sheng Kongzhi's usual tone of speech, and asked kindly, "Xiao Xie, what song can you sing?"
He learned nondescript, like the strange uncle who kidnapped children with candy on the street.
Xie Xuanming didn't know when he became "Xiao Xie", but he was not good at pestering people on this issue, so he simply answered: "School song"
"What else?"
"carol."
"what is that?"
"Songs sung during worship, praising God."
The mistress of the Xie family is a Christian, and so is the son she gave birth to. Xie Xuanming's mother imitated the example, and she suppressed Xie Xuanming to worship since he was a child. Before entering junior high school, he had to go to church to join the choir every Sunday.
Ji Sheng and Su Jing looked at each other, and Su Jing said: "Good guy, I thought it would be outrageous for you to bring me into this e-sports game, and now you have extended your hand to the Christians. Why don't you drag Christians into rock and roll? How about letting the archangel and Satan dance the waltz together?"
"What's the matter?" Ji Sheng slapped the table and stood up, eloquently saying, "Stalin was born in the Holy See? Hitler also dreamed of becoming a painter! Art has no religious restrictions!"
"But there are artists." Su Jing said coolly, "In the future, we will perform choir rock, and see if the church kills and yells at the rebels."
Ji Sheng raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to fight back.
Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Xie Xuanming quickly interrupted: "Pop, rock... I can sing other types of songs too."
"Oh." Ji Sheng's attention was indeed diverted, he sat back to his original position, and tentatively asked, "Then, Xiaoxie, would you like to sing a song now?"
Su Jing also turned his attention back to him, their eyes sparkled, Xie Xuanming was a little embarrassed.
He didn't listen to many pop songs, and those fast or easy melodies were what his mother called "wasting time", "inelegant", and "out of style". Xie Xuanming's knowledge of popular songs only comes from the school's radio station, and now he is asked to sing, but he really can't sing.
After hesitating, Xie Xuanming said, "Let me sing the song you performed yesterday."
Ji Sheng and Su Jing looked at each other, seeing a trace of suspicion in each other's eyes.
It is not easy to sing a song that has only been listened to once, or in a noisy environment, let alone sing it well.
But Xie Xuanming really sang it, and even sang a complete song from beginning to end.
He only remembered the outline of the lyrics, and hummed the parts he couldn't remember clearly, but the tune was reproduced exactly, and even the parts that Ji Sheng missed due to breathing during the performance, he sang Fill in the gaps according to my own understanding, and improve the audibility of the track as much as possible.
Ji Sheng's singing is hoarse, with the anger and struggle of the low-level abandoned dog, Xie Xuanming's voice is clean and neat, like the supernatural peace after seeing the reality clearly, and the unintentional humming brings a bit of the original song It should be holy, and it reveals more irony than the lyrics.
It took him a long time to sing, but Su Jing and Ji Sheng still hadn't recovered.
Su Jing's mind was filled with the astonishment of "Fuck, this kid sweeps the floor", while Ji Sheng's heart was filled with the ecstasy of "I found a treasure".
After ten seconds of silence, Su Jing coughed: "Xie...Xuan Ming, right? Do you have absolute pitch?"
Absolute pitch refers to the ability to be extremely sensitive to sound and to easily distinguish any pitch without a reference sound. It is a talent that many musicians can't wait for.
Xie Xuanming said: "My piano teacher said I have."
piano teacher.
What a classy vocabulary.
Su Jing was suffocated, he took a peek at Ji Sheng, and thought, where did you kidnap this rich lady, and what did you do to make this child who is more suitable to be the chief of a symphony orchestra willingly join this little band.
Compared with Su Jing's mixed feelings, Ji Sheng's emotions are much simpler. He slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Mirror, we must accept this person, he has an absolute sense of sound!! With him, we finally don't have to stay up all night. It's done!"
Su Jing thought that even if you plan to abuse child labor, don't say it out loud in front of people, but he glanced at Xie Xuanming, the child looked calm, and he didn't have the slightest sense of being tricked into the black coal mine immediately.
Alright, another abducted by Ji Sheng.
Su Jing resigned to his fate and got up, pulling back Ji Sheng who couldn't help but rush forward to pick up the new member of Treasure Treasure and circling in circles, stubbornly leaving the Qingchu band with the last face.
"Welcome to Qingchu," he said.
Xie Xuanming may really be Qingchu's lucky star. On the first day he joined the band, Qingchu, who hadn't performed for a long time, got a job at the bar.
In the evening, the Qingchu band happily gathered in the small rented house, and the topic of discussion changed from "where to do odd jobs tomorrow" to "how to rehearse and where to get musical instruments".
With a serious performance, it is natural that you can no longer rely on a pile of rubbish to practice purely in your head like before. No matter how you say it, you have to have serious practice conditions.
Qing Chu has no guitar and bass, but lacks keyboard and drum kit.
Su Jing and Ji Sheng prefer to rent second-hand musical instruments, while Li Tan objected that even second-hand long-term rental musical instruments are too expensive, and the current Qingchu cannot afford them.
He proposed to rent a well-equipped practice room, which can be closed daily. Although the price is high, you can only use it a few times before the performance. The cost is much more cost-effective than renting instruments directly.
But the problem with this kind of practice room is that it is not guaranteed to be rented every time. If you are unlucky and other bands rent it first, Qingide may have to face it. You have to perform tomorrow, and there is no place to rehearse today. Scenes.
So Qingchu split into two factions, Su Jing and Ji Sheng supported long-term rental of second-hand musical instruments, Li Tan supported renting practice rooms, and Sheng Kong knew neutrality.
The two parties argued for a long time, and finally turned off the flames before they started to quarrel, and they ceased fighting depressingly.
Ji Sheng rubbed his hair irritably: "In the end, we are still poor, but if we have some money, we should start practicing now instead of wrangling here."
"Then what..." Xie Xuanming raised his hand and calmly delivered the first sentence of the night, "I may be able to solve this problem."
The members of Qingchu looked at him one after another. Xie Xuanming told them about his own situation, hid his family, said in general that he and his family had disagreements, and ran away from home.
"Where did you get the money? Aren't you only sixteen?" Ji Sheng said in shock.
"Seventeen." Xie Xuanming corrected, "I have a savings card."
"It's awesome, brother, I brought my card with me before I ran away from home, it's very capitalist." Su Jing sighed.
Li Tan rubbed his fingers: "So, how much money do you have?"
Xie Xuanming paused: "I don't know the exact amount..."
"Possibly, six figures?"
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The explanation of absolute pitch comes from Baidu Encyclopedia.