Why can't the lead singer control himself

"Why? What the hell are you thinking? Are you scolded to be weak or are you planning to go home and inherit the family property?"

On the sofa at Zheng Hao's house, three elders were sitting side by side, and in front of them was Song Yi who was sitting on a small bench—he was listening to the captain, who was also Zheng Hao, asking questions with his head down.

On Zheng Hao's left is Li Minghui, the drummer of the band, and the two of them are buddies who have played together since childhood. Usually, when Song Yi is scolded by Zheng Hao, he comes out to be a good guy:

"Haozi, don't be angry, first listen to Yi, he is not a child, he must have his own considerations for quitting the group."

This said, Song Yi was about to cry. Today's round was organized by himself, and only four members of the band were called. He just wanted to say what was in his heart:

"Brother, I just feel unhappy. After this incident, I feel that I am still not suitable for being famous. If I am so impulsive, I will always hold you back."

"That's okay, Zheng Hao is also very impulsive, and we are used to it...it will be fine if you insist on copying the Heart Sutra."

The one who spoke was Chen Xiyue, the bass player of the band. He was sitting on the other side of Zheng Hao. He had just rushed over to attend the meeting after work. He still looked like a technician from a state-owned enterprise.

Zheng Hao resisted the urge to speak up, trying to make himself sound amiable:

"Yeah, I'm controlling myself, can't you fucking control it?"

"I can't control it. To put it bluntly, I just really don't like being watched by so many people."

Song Yi said aggrievedly: "I just wanted to play music with you, and perform in any tavern, but now I am becoming more and more like a star. I have to pay attention to my words and deeds, and I will say the wrong thing if I am not careful. I am not even on the stage. Everyone is starting to get nervous.”

Zheng Hao has nothing to say, this is their essential difference, to be a legendary band is his own ideal, but he cannot impose it on his brothers.

Chen Xiyue deserves to be an intellectual, and the rational analysis of Tuitui glasses said:

"Everything has two sides, and I don't want to be noticed, but I also know that only when we become popular can more people hear our songs and have the money and ability to do better things. This is an equivalent exchange. .Even if you don’t make a band, it’s the same reason to do other things in the future.”

He said this very convincingly. Chen Xiyue is a high-ranking member of Hongmiaozheng and a working doctor. Not to mention that he spends time and energy doing a band in his spare time, and it is easy to cause trouble. He is more stressed than the other three in this regard. big.

Song Yi sighed and hesitated twice:

"Actually, there is another reason, I don't want to admit it, but..."

"Your family is also bankrupt?" Zheng Hao asked.

"No. It's about it. In the beginning, Brother Wan asked me once, saying that he felt that my guitar hadn't improved, and asked me if I didn't practice well.

Then I thought, I actually work very hard, except for our usual group practice, I play for two hours every day.

But still can't keep up.

I have to admit, when it comes to playing the guitar, I'm really not talented enough, and my fingers are telling me that I've stopped here.

The new album is about to start, and I can't delay you any longer. "

A few people didn't speak, and Song Yi's guitar problem could be regarded as tacit understanding.

Even when composing music, it is more or less necessary to consider the cooperation of the guitar. Zheng Hao, as the lead singer, sometimes has to act as the lead guitar to make up for it.

But they usually urge him, complain about him, and sometimes scold him jokingly, and no one has ever seriously thought about kicking him.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, Li Minghui persuaded: "Old Wan doesn't understand very well, he may just talk casually, don't take it to heart."

Zheng Hao looked up at Li Minghui and said nothing.

"Brother Wan is unprofessional, so he can hear it, so there must be a big problem."

Song Yi explained:

"Furthermore, he is so accurate about which song will be popular and which song will win awards every time. I have to admit that his ears are really bad, so I trust him in this matter."

There was a moment of silence, and finally Zheng Hao said:

"Don't worry about dragging or not. The band is not alone. The four of us can make up a whole. If you change to someone with good skills and high level, without the tacit understanding between you and us, it will be even more catastrophic."

He looked up at Song Yi, with the same eyes as when he first learned guitar and formed a band: "Yi, you only need to think about yourself, have you really thought about it?"

"I've made up my mind." Song Yi nodded,

"Not only for you, but also because I want to change direction and find out what I am more suitable for."

"That's fine," Zheng Hao took out a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator, "I want to come back later, anytime."

The four of them stopped talking, drank a bottle of beer, lay down and sat, and didn't stay and chat for a while.

Chen Xiyue asked Song Yi: "Have you talked to the people in the company?"

"I asked Maggie yesterday," Song Yi added after answering, "I wanted to be the first to tell you, but I was afraid you would get angry, so I talked to her first yesterday."

Maggie is the founder and boss of their company, she said she is the boss, but there are 10 people in the whole company including the band.In addition, Maggie is not a few years older than them, and Wan Jingjing usually has a bad temper. On the contrary, this big boss has a closer relationship with them.

Chen Xiyue asked again: "Then what did Maggie say?"

"It's almost the same meaning. She asked me to talk to you by myself. We make decisions, and she doesn't intervene."

"Oh, by the way," Song Yi remembered, "I called her yesterday, and I found out that Wan Jingjing seems to want to leave too."

"What?" Zheng Hao was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"I don't know. It's just that she sighed, and when I asked again, she said it wasn't sure, and didn't talk anymore."

When Wan Jingjing quarreled that day, he finally said that he would resign, but he always said everything when he was angry.

In the next few days, he was busy dealing with the public opinion, and he never met with him, let alone mentioned this issue. Zheng Hao thought it was just an angry remark.

I didn't even think about it, how could he leave, how could it be possible.

"But isn't Lao Wan a partner of the company? Can he leave his job?" Li Minghui asked.

Chen Xiyue looked at Zheng Hao's face, and said something: "Isn't it because you feel disappointed?"

Li Minghui didn't understand: "Ah? To us? Not so much."

Zheng Haoteng stood up suddenly: "Fuck, I'll ask him now."

"Hey wait a minute, why do you ask, no one greets you, what can you ask?" Chen Xiyue reached out his hand to stop him, and said persuasively:

"And in what capacity are you asking, the two of you are in a working relationship, just like Maggie won't say anything if Song Yi is leaving, have you thought about what you want to tell him?"

Like Song Yi and Maggie's relationship?

The voice in Zheng Hao's heart said of course not.

So what's the relationship?If there is no working relationship, wouldn't we have been strangers for a long time?

Li Minghui also realized this meaning, seeing that Zheng Hao was about to go crazy again, he hesitated and asked: "Haozi, I haven't asked you for so many years, what are you thinking, you two... did he leave because of you? "

"Because of me? Did you see it?" Zheng Hao recovered.

Does Wan Jingjing like being so obvious?

His attitude of not being close or far away all the time, and he is such a hypocritical person...

Is it because I am so embarrassing that I can't stay in the company anymore.

Li Minghui nodded: "That's not true, you are too obvious, and you get tired of him every day."

"Wait? Am I sick of him?" Zheng Hao asked in confusion.

When Li Minghui said it, he no longer concealed the following words:

"That's right, if you say that Lao Wan is really aloof, you've liked him for so long, yet his attitude is so neither close nor far away.

Leave without saying the last word.

Hey, but you also have a problem, you usually restrain yourself a bit and don't go out for sex, maybe you can still have a little drama..."

"I like him?" Zheng Hao was shocked:

"Can't you see that he likes me and has been secretly in love with me?"

"Isn't it?" Li Minghui was also dumbfounded, "Then every time you drag him into the same room with you, you still boo him and ask him how he is, and you look at his face like that... You have never done this to your parents and brother."

"Fuck, that's because we are friends with benefits," Zheng Hao explained, "a relationship that is a little closer than ordinary friends with benefits."

Li Minghui didn't know what to say anymore, he just stared at Zheng Hao full of doubts, his round face was filled with disbelief.

"What!! Have you two slept???"

Song Yi suddenly yelled... 12 years of brotherhood, didn't know that Mulan was a girl.

Chen Xiyue was watching the show, smiling so much that his glasses were crooked: "Fuck, are you three really young?"

Zheng Hao felt that his energy for the day was almost exhausted, and he would not be able to think of anything for a while.He sat down slowly, took out his mobile phone again, and asked with all the kindness of a landlord: "Would you like some wine?"

"Come on," Chen Xiyue was still laughing, "You all have to drink, and talk about anything you haven't clarified."

The four of them didn't enjoy drinking at Zheng Hao's house that night, and then changed to their favorite bar. They didn't go home until 4 o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Hao felt melancholy about Song Yi's departure, but also kept thinking about Wan Jingjing.

The more I chat with other people, the more I feel that I can't see the relationship between the two of them clearly.

Who likes who, who is afraid of losing, and who is rejecting.

What was originally certain was suddenly made inexplicable, and what was even more inexplicable was the person who was about to leave without knowing why.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, still taking advantage of the alcohol, I couldn't hold back and ran to the door of the bar secretly, and dialed the phone——

"Wan Jingjing!"

"Are you drinking too much?"

"no"

Zheng Hao was leaning against the wall at the entrance of the bar in a daze, the wind was a bit cool on a September night, just to blow his drunken mind.

"I want to see you, I want to talk to you."

There was a rustling voice on the other end of the phone.

Wan Jingjing got up and turned on the light, and checked the time.

"Where are you and who are you with?"

"Where am I? I'm at the intersection of autumn, surrounded by all kinds of people, but no one smells my soul."

Zheng Hao looked up at the night sky, felt dizzy, and sat down on the ground.

A strand of red hair floated in front of her, and a girl opened her eyes wide and asked, "Are you okay?"

He didn't know what he thought of, and said to the phone and the strange girl in front of him, "I'm all right, Wan Jingjing, am I all right?"

The girl froze for a moment, then reached out to help him defenselessly.

Zheng Hao hurriedly expressed his thanks like a conditioned reflex: "Thank you, thank you, your hair is so red, what's your name?"

Wan Jingjing was listening on the other end of the phone, and stopped halfway through his clothes.

He didn't know if Zheng Hao was still listening, so he said something before hanging up the phone:

"It's too late, I'm already asleep."