You’re My Wonderwall

Chapter 68

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The fan group of the V group includes the rock youths in the downtown area, and the audience who often listen to Lu Yan's singing during the live broadcast... and most of them are new fans after the show was broadcast.

Lu Yan flipped through Weibo comments in a daze.

In less than a month, their band Weibo gained nearly 100,000 followers.

A fan left a comment saying: It’s a pity that I met you so late. The first stage was in the pit, and I went back to make up the songs that your band has released... We will work hard together, and we will definitely make it out!

Changing one's life against the sky, this nonsense phrase that Lu Yan scrambled when grabbing the phone, is perfectly suitable for this game.

These fans are voting one vote at a time, wanting to suppress the Pinwheel Band, which is why the Pinwheel Band needs to swipe so many votes-the number of V group votes is there, and it can't be suppressed without more swipe.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Before Xiao Heng made a move, they were already desperately trying to change their "destiny".

It was difficult for Lu Yan to describe his current mood.

He saw Li Zhen wipe his eyes secretly.

Xu Ye couldn't hide his excitement.

Da Pao thought about the incident of almost beating someone impulsively yesterday, he gritted his teeth, his eye circles were red, and whispered: "When they voted for us... what am I doing..."

Lu Yan didn't speak, he moved his fingers to log into the Weichat account.

After typing on the phone screen for a long time, the last word was deleted one by one, leaving only the first two words: Brother Heng.

Xiao Heng didn't return. It is estimated that I have been busy all night, and I just fell asleep now.

"Then I'll be leaving first, and if I don't go back, my third brother will probably have to be urged." Gao Xiang said, sneaking back to the dormitory with his mobile phone.

After Lu Yan thanked Gao Xiang, leaning against the iron railing at the head of the bed, he habitually pinched the iron ring with two fingers and turned it half a circle. During the turn, the string of uneven "runes" on the inside of the circle passed by. , as if deeply seared into the skin and bones.

Lu Yan touched it for a while, then got up and stepped on the slippers to get out of bed.

A new battle awaits them.

He stopped at the door, turned around and said, "Pack up—go to rehearsal."

When Lu Yan opened the door, he laughed. He seemed to have infinite courage when he spoke, and his tone was crazy enough: "Our goal this time... is to send the paper airplane back to its hometown."

There is less than a day left before the second performance.

The program team held an impromptu meeting.

After finishing the report on tomorrow's performance, the topic turned to the voting list: "The number of votes for these bands has risen sharply now. Judging from the increase, it may continue to rise in the future."

"In addition to Vent, now the storm is catching up."

"..."

Ge Yunping sat opposite the long table.

A black suit, red lips, and a face that doesn't fluctuate.

She only raised her eyes when she heard the voting list.

When it came to voting, Shen Cheng, as a melon eater in the unprecedented voting tug-of-war, asked curiously, "Is the Pinwheel band completely over?"

In addition to being a manager, Ge Yunping is also a shareholder of the entertainment company. She is also one of the hosts of this band show and has direct management rights for the contestants.

She pondered for a while and said: "It is impossible for Tengling Entertainment to continue to push them after this kind of thing happened. The chances of being eliminated are very high. I have met many people who dared to fight against capital... But this is the first time for those whose fate is as hard as theirs. one."

The page in front of Ge Yunping happened to be on Vent, and she really started to re-examine the band this time, and commented: "It can be regarded as a rare spectacle in the history of talent shows."

Or, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle.

Shen Cheng: "I think they are pretty good. How about you, Teacher Ge, are you not tempted when you see good seedlings?"

Ge Yunping was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the meeting was over that she dropped a sentence of unclear meaning: "Now is not the time. These people who rushed up from the ground have too many tattoos on their bodies."

Lu Yan, who has too many thorns, is holding a meeting with other band members in the dormitory.

Lu Yan sat on Li Zhen's bed and looked down at them from the upper bunk. He had just taken a shower and was bitten several times by mosquitoes. He touched the back of his neck and said, "A few questions. When on the phone…”

Li Zhen, Da Pao, Xu Ye: "It's robbery."

Lu Yan was silent.

Then he threw Li Zhen's pillow down, and said, "I read the online reviews of our band, and there are a few points that I think are fairly objective. One is an interview question."

Today's programs all rely on editing. When there is material, the program crew may cut everything upside down in order to attract attention.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan said with emotion: "Our band is simply a material library."

They usually speak too straightforwardly in interviews, and they can say whatever they want, especially Cannon.

"There is also the problem of music style. We played all styles in the underground, but many viewers on the Internet responded that some styles could not be accepted. I don't think it is because the style is not popular that the acceptance is not high, but because there is no Do it."

"Good enough is popular."

Lu Yan's understanding of "pop rock" is completely different from that of many self-styled musicians.

From the day he met Lu Yan, Li Zhen felt that this person's consciousness...was too mature.

When he was at his age, all he thought was 'you don't understand my music, Lao Tzu's songs are so good, you ordinary people don't understand'!

The second public performance begins.

Without any suspense, Vent defeated Pinwheel by more than 20,000 votes.

After the performance, the two bands shook hands and saluted each other.

At first, Lu Yan was worried that Da Pao would still clash with the other party, but Da Pao grew up a lot overnight, so he just reached out his hand coldly, without saying a word of provocation.

After this battle, the Vent band was in full swing, firmly occupying a high position in the voting list. It was like the birth of a big devil, bringing the name of the devil band from the downtown area to the arena.

The most common scene the audience sees is that on a completely dark stage, a light on one side of the stage suddenly lights up, and then the host shouts forcefully: "The winning team is—Vent!"

A strong light slammed down and shone on the four people.

Compared with the wild V group in the audition clips, without any packaging, and living freely underground, they have changed a lot. The attitude of mainstream bands gradually emerged. When they stood on the stage, they seemed to have light. From them It leaks out of the body a little bit.

The fans in the audience screamed.

The gesture of V occupied half of the auditorium.

Standing in that position, every time Lu Yan wins, he feels that he is getting closer and closer to picking the star he wants. The lights shaking in the hands of the audience look like a vast sea of stars from this angle. .

For no reason, Lu Yan thought of the scene on the fourth anniversary.

The venue was really small, with around two hundred people.

And on this stage, more than two hundred people only occupied a corner of the audience.

They kept talking about rushing to the ground, but they never thought about the feeling of standing on the "ground".

Surrounded by countless stars, with a scorching sun overhead, it grows enthusiastically.

Judging seats.

Shen Cheng: "Is it my illusion, they... After a few games, their growth rate is too fast."

Ge Yunping crossed her chest, raised her slender eyebrows, and didn't answer.

The follow-up schedule is more tense.

The first few games could give them a buffer time to play their own band's songs, but as the number of remaining bands dwindled, they began to enter the purely original session.

Inspiration is not a faucet, just turn it on.

To write a song in a short period of time is a test for every band.

Li Zhen felt devastated by this. Lu Yan's methods of finding inspiration were always unexpected: "Old Lu, what are you doing squatting in the toilet all day?"

Lu Yan: "Look for inspiration."

"I'll look for it later, I'm in a hurry to pee!"

"..."

Their band does not have an advantage in terms of originality. After removing Da Pao and Xu Ye who have no songwriting experience, only Lu Yan and Li Zhen remain.

Li Zhen's composition is okay, but writing lyrics is really hard to see. Lu Yan will always remember one of his masterpieces: Mom called me to go home, stop wandering the world, and I just want to fly, fly, like Fly like a free bird.

Fortunately, Lu Yan can fight, and one person can fight as four people. After the toilet was closed all night, it really gave him a little inspiration.

At this time, there were less than four days left before the next four-in-three match.

"Look, do you have any ideas?"

"Awesome, Lao Lu," Li Zhen said after reading the lyrics and music, "I will never grab the toilet with you in the future. You can stay as long as you like."

Lu Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't care less about bragging about himself, so he lay on the bed to catch up on sleep: "Call me in an hour, go to the rehearsal room and try again."

While rehearsing, there are a bunch of miscellaneous things.

Interviews and commercials.

Lu Yan queued for two days, and was dragged out of the rehearsal room by the program crew halfway.

"There is an interview, just five minutes..."

Lu Yan: "Just look for me?"

Program group: "Representative, the other party said to send a representative."

After the program team finished speaking, they trotted all the way to lead him in, pushed open the door, and there were several stools, a video camera, a lighting board, and an entertainment station reporter in the room.

Lu Yan walked in.

The interview session went really fast. The entertainment reporter asked, "What is the biggest gain you have gained from participating in this competition?"

The microphone was in front of Lu Yan, Lu Yan thought for a while and said: "More people will hear our song."

Entertainment reporter: "I noticed that your band's style has changed."

Lu Yan: "Yes."

Entertainment Reporter: "Is this shift conscious?"

Lu Yan now speaks more and more clearly in official language: "Consciousness is not so much. I think what the public likes and what we want to express are not in conflict. It has always been our goal to let more people understand and accept rock culture. .”

The entertainment reporter turned over a page of the interview paper and said, "You used to be an underground band."

The female reporter was actually very nervous throughout the whole process, and she didn't dare to look Lu Yan directly in the eyes.

As the competition schedule progressed, after only four bands were eliminated, the stylists were also free, and even had time to design styles for them. Lu Yan's slightly long hair was combed back by the stylist. This kind of hairstyle, which would be a disaster on other people's heads, is not abrupt on him.

The entertainment reporter coughed before saying, "How do you understand the word underground?"

Lu Yan raised his hand and wiped back the hair scattered on his forehead.

After the interview, it was followed by the commercial shooting schedule.

"This mask, remember to read the advertisement after putting it on... you guys, be natural, don't be too restrained, it contains a whole bottle of essence liquid, this word should be read more playfully."

"Playful?"

Lu Yan is not keen on filming commercials, nor does he have a hobby of acting joyfully in front of the camera, and such commercials are generally shameful.

When the first advertisement shot by Lu Yan was broadcast, he called Xiao Heng at night, and was laughed at for more than half a minute on the phone.

Lu Yan became angry from embarrassment: "You fucking laugh again."

"Stop laughing," Xiao Heng laughed again, "...I'm sorry, I can't help it."

Lu Yan scratched his hair: "Go back and deal with you, I will wait for you."

Xiao Heng whispered: "Well, I'll wait."

As the recording time grew, the two were not content with just talking on the phone for a few minutes. Through the mobile phone, you can't touch it.

"Superstar," Xiao Heng said again, "I live on my fingers every day."

Lu Yan: "Miss me? Miss me coming back soon?"

It has been more than a month since the show aired. The final is approaching, and it will be four to three. If the V group successfully enters the top three this time, it really only needs to reach out to reach the top.

Xiao Heng watched Lu Yan lead the V group step by step up from the ground, and became more calm and decent when facing the camera, even the style of the song was adjusted to a certain extent. During this time, they grew up too fast.

The appearance of his family Yanyan on the stage is too dazzling.

Some people are born to belong on the stage.

So Xiao Heng said: "I miss you, and I hope you will go to the end."

It was Lu Yan's first commercial shoot, and his lines were rather stiff, but after a few times, he was already quite proficient, not to mention playful, as long as he can bring it up, he can control any style.

Advertised twice.

Lu Yan peeled off the mask from his face, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

During this period of time, there was very little time to rest. After washing his face, Lu Yan took out a lozenge from his pocket, bit it in his mouth to refresh himself, and stood by the window sill at the end of the corridor to look at the clouds outside the window.

He said silently in his heart, let's finish this game quickly, win the championship, and go back to find his boyfriend.

Just as Lu Yan was about to go back to the rehearsal hall, there was a sound of high heels coming from behind him.

Ge Yunping happened to pass by.

Lu Yan's impression of this woman is the word 'commercial'. What she said is cruel, but every sentence is very realistic. It is not without reason that she can stand in this position: "Teacher Ge."

Ge Yunping nodded, instead of passing him directly, she stopped.

"How are you getting ready?" she asked.

Lu Yan: "The platoon is almost done."

Ge Yunping looked at him, surprised at the changes from the first time he saw him in the audition to the present: "Do you have time at night?" She raised her wrist, glanced at her watch, and said, "About ten o'clock, come Conference Room 3, I have something to tell you."

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "Li Zhen and the others..." There were a lot of rehearsal problems, and it might not be over at ten o'clock.

Ge Yunping interrupted him: "I'm looking for you."

Ge Yunping repeated: "You are alone."

Lu Yan didn't know what the ace agent's plan was to find him, and he didn't think he and Ge Yunping were familiar enough to have a private interview.

"What did you do?" Lu Yan returned to the rehearsal room, Li Zhen twirled the drum stick and said, "It's been so long."

Lu Yan wanted to say that he met Ge Yunping temporarily, but he was the only one looking for him, and he didn't know what it was, so he just said, "It's nothing, let's go ahead."

At ten o'clock in the evening, meeting room 3.

When Lu Yan opened the door and entered, several people were already sitting in the meeting room. Starting from the main seat, it is Ge Yunping, Shen Cheng... and Nan He San.

As the V group's rivals, the Storm Band has always been on par with them in the voting list.

As the competition became more and more tense, Lu Yan hadn't met Nan Hesan for a while.

It was only then that Lu Yan realized that Nan Hesan had shaved off his eyebrows, and he was cold and cool. His facial features were already superior, and after packaging, only two words were left to describe him: exquisite. Sitting there, he was completely different from the Nan Hesan who was wearing old clothes and sitting on the window sill facing the wind that Lu Yan had seen at the beginning of the game.

"Coming?" Ge Yunping leaned back and said, "Close the door."

Lu Yan closed the door, and a thought came up in his heart.

"I'm not playing around with you, to tell you the truth, I never thought about running a band."

Ge Yunping's voice hit the empty conference room word by word, like a heavy hammer, hitting Lu Yan's head hard.

Lu Yan thought about countless situations, but he didn't think about this one.

"I'm not optimistic about the prospects of domestic bands. Compared with other popular competitions broadcast at the same time, our program is not as good as them in broadcast volume, discussion, and various indicators."

"I'm not a philanthropist, you don't have to talk about dreams with me. From a business point of view, I am more inclined to run individuals. Regarding this circle, you should know about Yinlang Records, even if it is an old record company with a solid foundation, yes Regarding the attitude of the band, they have only signed the lead singer in the past ten years, and it has never been an exception."

"In fact, you should also be clear about the so-called fans of the band, among which your personal fans account for how much.

The most realistic thing to do in running a group is balance. Maybe it’s based on face, because of good looks, or top-notch strength, and personality that attracts fans... The masses will always choose the one they prefer more selectively and on the basis of merit. "

What Ge Yunping said is actually correct. In the V group, there are indeed more fans of Lu Yan. It is also because of Procyon's quite classic bass solo ranking on the stage that the Storm Band can catch up from behind and enter the audience's attention.

And Nan He San's singing skills are not bad, he is an all-around player.

"Shen Cheng," Ge Yunping said, and looked sideways at Shen Cheng, "You didn't try to lead a band back then, how did it turn out?"

Shen Cheng was originally curious, and when she heard that she had found them for a meeting and came to join in the fun, he did not expect to attend a grand banquet.

Shen Cheng said vaguely: "Uh... then what... just, let's go."

"There are two contracts here," Ge Yunping said in a flat tone, "I'll give you a day to think about it, and tell me your answers the day before the game."

She is bound to win.

Lu Yan found it very interesting.

After participating in the band competition for more than a month, when the final was approaching, the organizer suddenly told him: We don't want to run a band.

He even wanted to laugh.

But when the contract was pushed in front of him, looking at the regulations in black and white, he found that his hands on his knees were trembling uncontrollably.

"I'll give you an answer tomorrow." In silence, Nan Hesan said.

After speaking, he got up and walked out with the contract.

Ge Yunping seemed to have anticipated this situation.

Her self-confidence is not without reason, this woman is too smart.

Terribly smart.

She is waiting for them to sink in, sink in, and see what it looks like to stand on the top with their own eyes, and wait for them to strip off the thorns on their bodies and trim them into the mainstream appearance she wants. But she just stood in the distance and examined the commercial value of them.

Ge Yunping looked relaxed.

She never fights unprepared battles, and it is for this reason that she waited until now to discuss the contract.

If you have seen the light, who would be willing to retreat to the ground, waiting for an opportunity that you don't know if it will come

Ge Yunping: "What about you, there are less than two days left before the four-to-three competition, or do you need to think about it?" Ge Yunping added, "To be honest, I am more optimistic about you than Procyon. You know exactly what you want. I've read all your recent interviews, and the genre, the pop genre is indeed more acceptable... Lu Yan, you will become an outstanding mainstream singer."

Lu Yan held down his hand and waited for the slight trembling of his fingers to subside.

The hand was pressed down, but the burning fire in the bottom of my heart was still uncontrollable.

Ge Yunping clearly heard Lu Yan laugh.

After changing his hairstyle, Lu Yan's sharp eyebrows and eyes were revealed without any concealment, full of aggressiveness. He was wearing a black shirt, with a thin body and long straight legs. Sitting there attracted people's eyes.

Then Lu Yan extended his hand and picked up the contract.

"You think too much."

As Lu Yan said, he tore up the contract bit by bit in front of Ge Yunping. Lu Yan pinched the shredded paper with his slender hands.

His voice was as cold as his face.

Ge Yunping opened her eyes wide, and the contract was scattered in front of her eyes like snowflakes.

Lu Yan stood on the other side of the long table, looking down at her.

"I'm not the kind of mainstream singer you think." Lu Yan's unrestrained, rebellious nature unique to underground rock musicians is undoubtedly evident. You just sign mine."

Ge Yunping thought that Lu Yan had really been pruned into the mainstream appearance she wanted, but she never expected that this person would not change at all in essence.

The only thing she was right about was that he knew exactly what he was going to do.

Lu Yan: "Today, an entertainment reporter asked me what I understand about the word underground." He fully knew that there would be shadows on the ground because the sun was too strong. Although the underground is dark, once there is light, that light can pierce the darkness.

Before going out, Lu Yan said: "I would like to ask you, do you know what a band is?"

Lu Yan didn't pay attention to Ge Yunping's expression. He went back to the rehearsal room, put his hand on the doorknob, and listened to Li Zhen's voice during practice, but finally didn't screw it down.

They're all about the next game, what to say

In the end, Lu Yan hid at the end of the corridor, wanting to smoke, but after touching for a long time, there was only a box of lozenges on his body.

He gave a low "fuck" sound.

"Pick one?"

Lu Yan was in a daze, and stretched out a hand from the side.

Nan Hesan handed him the cigarette, and Lu Yan took it.

Seeing his empty hands, Nan He San guessed what was going on: "You tore up the contract?"

Lu Yan lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, but didn't speak.

Nan Hesan didn't care either, he leaned against the wall, held the lighter and said, "I plan to sign."

"Do you think I'm too much?"

Lu Yan took a puff of smoke, bitterly: "What about your band?" The news one after another made him inexplicably irritable, "Where is Gao Xiang, he treats you like a brother, and you leave him alone?"

Nan Hesan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or someone else: "Lu Yan, you really haven't changed at all on this point."

"Because those people beat the fourth child back then, you rushed over alone... You didn't know the danger before you went, didn't you, and I reminded you, you still went."

Nan He San said: "I could help you at that time, but I didn't. I was afraid of getting into trouble."

Lu Yan's smoking hand paused.

Nan Hesan finally said: "Lu Yan, people have to think for themselves. I've stayed underground enough."

After Nan Hesan left, Lu Yan bent down and squatted down slowly, coughing from the smoke in his mouth.

Lu Yan went to Jizhou on the way, and Nan Hesan was born and raised in Jizhou. Wherever he went, people would respect him as third brother. In Jizhou, if he was not ruthless, he would not be able to gain a firm foothold.

Lu Yan couldn't tell right from wrong. He didn't know what kind of life Nan He San, who had been working in a bar since junior high school, lived in Jizhou, what kind of growth trajectory he had, and he didn't know what he had experienced in the four years since Black Heart disbanded. What.

But Procyon was the first to imbue him with the idea of a "band".

Not long ago, this man said to him under the dim lights of the bar: "You should be called Lao Qi... It is a kind of inheritance."

Lu Yan coughed for a long time, finally squeezed the ring on his hand, got up and threw the cigarette away.

After Gao Xiang finished the rehearsal with great difficulty, he was so tired that his ten fingers almost lost consciousness. He just lay down and was pulled up by a force: "Where's the phone."

Gao Xiang: "..."

Lu Yan was not in the mood to make any more jokes this time, and just said: "I will only use it for 30 seconds, this is the last time I ask you to borrow it."

Gao Xiang originally wanted to say that it will be the last time in 30 seconds, I believe you a ghost, but he felt the unknown emotion coming from him, and said blankly: "I, I will get it for you."

Lu Yan stood in the corridor.

He listened to the "beep" sound from the opposite side of the phone, and looked out the window. It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the sky was already dark.

The phone connects.

Before Xiao Heng could speak, Lu Yan said, "Brother Heng."

His voice is a little low.

"I want to see you."

"Right now."