After Lu Yan finished listening to this recording, he went back and listened to it again, and finally closed his eyes amidst Li Zhen's snoring.
A night without dreams.
At six o'clock in the morning, all the contestants went to the water room to wash up one after another.
The loudspeaker in the dormitory shouted: "All contestants, please gather in the rehearsal hall before eight o'clock—"
Cannon woke up with a lot of breath. He straightened up, threw a pillow on the horn with his bird's nest head on his head, and fell down again.
In the whole dormitory, only Lu Yan got up. He put on his clothes and patted their beds one by one with a pair of slippers: "Get up. Cannon, you still want to fuck them, you must fuck them in a dream?"
Cannon turned over: "Brother, I'll sleep for another ten minutes."
Xu Ye then called to his elder brother: "I will sleep for another ten minutes."
Lu Yan threw the towel in his hand, and it happened to cover Cannon's face: "Why don't you ask God to borrow another five hundred years." After speaking, Lu Yan crawled on the cannon bed, threatening, "Get up for me."
In the long and narrow corridor of the dormitory building, a group of people walked in from the door of the dormitory.
There are several staff members and judges, and a woman is walking in the middle.
The woman stepped on the clean floor with high heels, and asked after standing still, "Is everything arranged?"
"The last rehearsal will be at eight o'clock, and the styling will be over before four o'clock in the afternoon, and the audience will be arranged to enter the venue one after another."
"Well, the stage equipment is all right."
"Mr. Ge, don't worry, there is no problem, everything has been checked."
The group hurried in to inspect.
Lu Yan didn't call out, and hung the towel around his neck. He took the washbasin and planned to go to wash himself first. He just went out two steps and bumped into the staff. Lu Yan remembered the woman in the middle, the band's manager Ge Yunping.
He stood close to the wall to make room for these people.
Ge Yunping listened without any change in expression, but changed her mind when passing by Lu Yan and stopped.
The sound of high heels stopped.
Ge Yunping asked: "Which song did your band draw?"
Her tone is casual.
This woman is very interesting. Standing in front of him makes him dream of going back to high school, as if facing the dean.
Lu Yan replied: "Teacher Shen Cheng's."
The judge, Shen Cheng, said: "Oh yes, my song is an old song, let me tell you, there are too many people in this world who can't help themselves~~"
These days they changed the song, Shen Cheng, as the original singer of the song, was always worried about the "adaptation", and would go to the rehearsal room to monitor the progress from time to time, for fear that they would ruin the song.
Ge Yunping: "How is the change?"
Lu Yan looked very modestly and said: "Mr. Shen Cheng's original version is hard to surpass..."
Shen Cheng happily patted Lu Yan on the shoulder, and decided to brag about the contestant's business: "It's nothing, you guys did a really good job."
However, the second half of Lu Yan's sentence is: "If it's our band, it shouldn't be a big problem to surpass it."
Shen Cheng: "..."
Ge Yunping laughed.
The woman stood there with a stern look.
"There are so many talents," Ge Yunping turned to look at Shen Cheng, and said with emotion, "Old Shen, I remember you were also in a band."
As an old singer, Shen Cheng was also an idol singer who was popular on campus back then, but he hasn't survived the mid-life crisis in the past twenty years: "Yes, I formed a group in college before I debuted."
Lu Yan didn't interrupt, he vaguely felt that Ge Yunping's words might not be as simple as they sounded.
Ge Yunping didn't say much to him, only leaving a sentence "You are very popular on the Internet now, work harder", and led the staff through the corridor and down the stairs at the other end.
Under the fast-paced preparation and recording, Lu Yan quickly put this episode behind him.
The program group has arranged ten stylists, and the number of bands in the 30 groups is too large, and the base is still too large, so the makeup time is racing against time.
Costumes for the show also depended on looting, and Captain Spade was so desperate that he cried out, "I have short legs... please give me those black high-waisted pants, the whole village is waiting to see me in front of the TV."
Lu Yan got a black one with sequins and a simple shirt inside. In Li Zhen's words, it was very coquettish.
When he came out from the locker room, several other people couldn't help but whistled at him: "Damn it, you're too foul, old Lu, if you don't know, you might think we're some kind of idol selection."
Lu Yan: "Too handsome, there is no way."
Lu Yan's usual performances are all made up by himself, and occasionally he needs to apply eyeliner to Li Zhen and others who can't hold the eyeliner steadily. Because his own makeup skills are not good, the makeup is not the same as before Not so big.
However, after the professional makeup artist applied the makeup, the whole person's appearance went up another level.
"The first set of preparations—"
"Five minutes of equipment debugging time, adjust it and raise your hand to signal the audio teacher."
"Three, two, one, let's go!"
Thirty to fifteen in this game, half of the players were eliminated. Lu Yan and the others were in the sixth group, playing against the blue band.
Nearly a thousand people sat in the auditorium, and the lights under the stage gradually went out from the back to the front, leaving only the lights on the stage. The judges sat in the front row of the auditorium, and the light on the stage was dazzling.
This is the first time Lu Yan has faced "competition".
The Blue Band is a college campus band.
They have little stage experience and are so pure that they are even a little naive, but the typhoon is fresh, and this kind of blank paper quality is something that their band does not have.
"Old Lu," Li Zhen watched the performance of the blue band, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "This is a young man. Compared with us, we are simply old hooligans."
Lu Yan: "Get rid of them."
Li Zhen: "What?"
Lu Yan: "You are the only one who is old. Look at this student from University C. There is also someone from an unknown school near University C who just graduated from high school. As for me, I am also in my youth—"
Li Zhen: "What kind of youth are you in! The road you have traveled in society is more salty than this group of people have eaten."
"And Da Pao, that kid doesn't look like a college student?! It looks like a society." Li Zhen said again, "I knew I would have gone to grab that cotton shirt and blue jeans just now."
Lu Yan: "Others call it fresh when they dress like this, but you call it pretending to be tender. Save yourself."
A few people gagged and chatted for a while in the background, and the tense atmosphere dissipated.
Before their group came on stage, even though the two bands were not familiar with each other, Lu Yan went over to give them high fives before going on stage: "Come on, brothers, don't be nervous."
Before Lu Yan came to the stage, he gently touched the thin iron ring on his finger with his fingertips.
He didn't know if Xiao Heng would be in the audience.
Tickets for this performance are not for public sale. Lu Yan thought, and felt that it was meaningless to worry about whether Xiao Heng was in the audience. The existence of that person was like the ring around his finger, which was attached to his heart. The veins of the body coexist with breathing and heartbeat.
Thinking of this, Lu Yan looked at the dizzyingly bright stage, and the picture in front of him gradually became clearer.
"Six groups, get ready—"
Lu Yan clenched the microphone in his hand and stepped up the steps.
The first two sentences are a cappella, and when Lu Yan's last word falls, all the guitars, bass, drums, and all the sounds rush out together!
A slightly sad and helpless "Let Me Tell You" was changed by them to question and break through the dogma - let me tell you, even if the world is too much to help yourself.
behind the scenes.
"Mr. Shen Cheng's song is amazing," a staff member was discussing behind the machine, "I guess it will be on the trending list tomorrow, what is it called, Vent band?"
In the auditorium, the applause did not stop for a long time.
on the judging table.
The next group is not ready yet, and the judges take a break temporarily.
Other judges: "Shen Cheng, your song is going to become popular, I guarantee it."
Shen Cheng: "Praise and praise, it's those kids who reformed well..."
Judge: "This band is not simple. I guess the level of the guitarist can be ranked among the top three in all bands. The bass player should not be underestimated. It's just that the bass player has relatively little experience on stage, so he should be just playing. Don't mention the drummer. Yes, it looks like a veteran at first glance, but I think the strongest is the stage performance of the lead singer... "
The moment the lead singer opened his mouth on stage, he brought all the emotions to all the audience.
The judges were still analyzing the strength of each band's players, and turned to ask the woman next to them: "Mr. Ge, what do you think?"
Ge Yunping didn't speak. Because she needed to face the camera, her makeup became more and more delicate today, so delicate that it revealed a strong sense of alienation. She lowered her head and sketched a circle on the list.
The word Lu Yan happened to be circled.
Lu Yan didn't know that the audience, behind the scenes, and even the judges' seats were blown up after their band performed.
After stepping down, he asked Li Zhen for a cigarette, and hid in the toilet to smoke.
It has been more than a week since I entered this closed recording camp on the first day.
Breaking into the top fifteen, there is both tension and joy, but other than that, what is on my mind the most is... I miss him so much.
Lu Yan sat on the toilet seat with his legs bent, took only two puffs with great restraint, and then moved his fingers to wait for the cigarette to burn out by itself.
Before he stubbed out the cigarette and opened the door to go out, there were a few "beeps" in the next room. Someone was on the phone. After a few "beeps" passed, it was a very soft sentence: "We have advanced."
"Top fifteen!"
"Just now on the stage, I almost died of nervousness. There are so many people in the audience..."
It was a musician from an unknown band who was on the phone in the cubicle.
Lu Yan paused.
The unknown musician in the cubicle was still expressing his excitement, and when he finished expressing, he said like a thief: "Stop talking, we don't allow you to bring mobile phones here, and if someone finds out you won't Well, I have tried my best to hide this mobile phone secretly... "
After finishing speaking, he hung up the call, but just as he opened the door - he was caught off guard and saw a face head-on!
Before he could react, the people outside the door had already approached him, stepped into the compartment, and then slammed the lock with his backhand, a series of movements were done neatly.
The person stuck in the toilet grabbed the phone, staggered a few times and backed away, and finally sat on the toilet cover with his hands propped up, terrified: "Who are you!"
This time, this terrible location.
This menacing appearance made the palm of the musician who secretly made the phone tremble.
Bully!
Or did you have a grudge before
Lu Yan stepped on the toilet seat with one foot, which happened to be next to his hand, and then Lu Yan lowered his eyes and stared at him without saying a word.
The person being stared at has the illusion of being targeted by a social bully. Although the person in front of him looks good, his whole face is cold, with an indescribably oppressive feeling. He was trying to remember when he offended the bully brother, what worries and grievances, it looked like he was going to be beaten in the next second.
However, Lu Yan stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly opened his mouth: "I, the lead singer of the band Vent, want to make friends?"
That person: "..."
Lu Yan stretched out his hand again and said, "Friend, please lend me your mobile phone."