The public enemy of the whole people is king in the entertainment industry

Zheng Xia watched from the side during the recording, and after the end, she called Zhang Xuanyi aside and wanted to have a chat with him and asked Lin Qu to wait.

The sound engineer sits in front of the console to check the sound source, the producer and supervisor are all around him, and the surrounding musicians are packing their things and preparing to go home.

The sun at noon slanted to the west, and it wasn't so dazzling anymore. Lin Qu stuffed two drum sticks into his clothes pocket, and Xiao Chuyan put his pick in his trouser pocket. There was nothing to do. They were one on the left and the other on the left. On the right, walk forward, slowly gather and sit down on the sofa, one person occupies an armrest, and there is still a gap between one person, they play their own things, and ignore each other.

When Zheng Xia came over, she stood up tacitly.

Behind Zheng Xia was Zhang Xuanyi, who put his hands on Lin Qu's back affectionately, and said some polite words.Lin Qu crossed his arms and stared at his eyes in a daze, while Xiao Chuyan stared at his tightly closed lips, thanking the scum behind him for adding a lot of firewood to their already contradictory relationship.

Saying goodbye without words, and leaving in silence, Zheng Xia asked Lin Qu in the elevator, "How is the fourth college doing?"

After making an egg, Lin Qu turned his head to answer her with dead fish eyes, and glanced back. Behind him, Xiao Chuyan stood like a pine, with his hands behind his back and his eyes fixed, like a stern bodyguard.

Zheng Xia patted him on the shoulder again and said, "We're going to be busy at the end of the year, and I'll give you another week to recuperate. Next week, I'll go to Yokohama for a performance, next week to Australia, practice dd's performance more, and then don't make any mistakes. .”

December marks the beginning of winter in the motherland, and on the other side of the equator, another country where the famous Sydney Opera House is located, enters summer.

What Tarun said is true, the Sydney Opera House and ** are here, what Zheng Xia said is "dandybaby", they were invited to perform "dandybaby" at the Sydney Opera House.

Receiving this honor, Xiao Chuyan heheed twice, and said indifferently: "I have just wasted a month and I have to go to work again, and my album has not been moved."

Lin Qu and Zheng Xia turned their heads together, the elevator door opened, and Xiao Chuyan walked sideways between them and walked out first.

Zheng Xia was called away temporarily by a phone call, and she looked like she was going to scold someone.Back in Room E, Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan looked at each other silently, neither wanting to talk to each other.

Lin Qu moved a chair and sat down, and sent a text message to Tarun.Since Wu Qing came back, Ta Lun hadn't seen him for three days, and he didn't even say a word when he left, and he didn't know where they went.

Xiao Chuyan was still standing at the door looking at Lin Qu's back, and noticed the drum sticks slanting out of his pocket, two of them were crumbling, and he couldn't help looking at them again and again.After taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat hook at the door, he said, "In a week, you can write at least three songs according to your previous efficiency. Come on now, don't waste your time."

Lin Qu turned his head, and the two stared at each other. He got up and closed the curtains. There was only incandescent lights in the sunny day. It was like a signal that made the two walking corpses come alive and run towards each other.

Lin Qu opened his arms and hugged him tightly, Xiao Chuyan wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him hotly, Lin Qu held his face and said, "I can't do it."

Xiao Chuyan walked forward, pushed him to let him fall on the sofa, climbed up to ride on his thigh, grabbed the back of the sofa with his palm, and trapped him in his arms: "Haven't you conceived it for many years? If you ask so much, Xiao Qiang will find it for you, but why can't you do it?"

"I don't know, I feel like that's not what I want..." Lin Qu pushed him, "Make room."

Xiao Chuyan stood still: "I've been holding it back for a fucking month."

Lin Qu said, "Didn't you hold back for 24 years, almost 25 years?"

"Yes." Xiao Chuyan possessed himself and blew into his ear, "You know that too."

"Then you're almost used to it. Have you put up the no-entry sign? Don't let anyone come in later."

Lin Qu looked at the door and saw the plastic bag he hung up a month ago. He pushed Xiao Chuyan: "Really, let me show you what the dinosaurs have."

The pile of papers in the bag can’t be said to be waste, but Lin Qu didn’t think about how to present them. This kind of uncertainty means that the final song may completely break away from the scope of the manuscript and become something completely different.

Lin Qu sat in front of the piano, pressed a few keys with one hand, and then brought up the other hand: "This time I'm trying to start from the keyboard, I've tried it before... Don't I have a fixed process when making songs?" , first handwriting, melody, tone, rhythm, motivation, the most important thing is to determine a rhythm."

Fingers danced on the piano, and J major rushed to his ears. Xiao Chuyan listened carefully and thought it was a dinosaur, very hot, but Lin Qu stopped, got up and turned on the computer: "I don't want to use those pieces of paper, the keyboard has been tried beforehand." , I also tried to start with the drums and the guitar, but the guitar is not good, it has no courage, it is very boring..."

As a guitarist, Xiao Chuyan touched the bridge of his nose, feeling envious and jealous in his heart: "So you just improvised just now..."

Lin Qu interrupted him talking to himself: "But I found that it's still not right, it's boring, it's boring."

Xiao Chuyan didn't realize why, so he didn't express his opinion. He sat on the chair and slid behind Lin Qu, and saw that he opened a numbered project file, and there was only one audio track in it. Lin Qu was adjusting the plug-in effect on the upper left. Said: "This is not bad, it doesn't have a strong electronic smell."

It's still electronic if it doesn't have a strong electronic flavor, Xiao Chuyan said: "I thought you were going to make a symphony."

"Impossible, I don't like classics."

Oh, because Zhou Lixuan is it?Xiao Chuyan, the violin master who forced the child to only be exposed to classical music, knew it in his heart, and said: "Symphony is not necessarily classical music. Many games and movie soundtracks use symphony. Haven't you used it before? ?”

Lin Qu may not have listened, and still talked to himself: "Do you think it is possible to make majestic music comparable to military music, marches, and symphonies without using any traditional orchestra organization and conventional instruments?"

What does this mean?Xiao Chuyan reacted for a while, but didn't intend to reply to Lu Zhuo, since Lin Qu was talking to himself anyway.

Then Lin Qu turned to look at him.

Xiao Chuyan scratched his head: "You mean you don't need a symphony orchestra to create the effect of a symphony orchestra?"

"It's an effect comparable to a symphony orchestra." Lin Qu corrected him.

"Do you think this is more interesting?"

Lin Qu nodded, and Xiao Chuyan shook his head like a rattle drum: "You want to make trouble, don't want to digitize, don't have an electronic taste, and don't want an orchestra. What do you want to do, create a new world?"

He thought of the nonsense things that Zhang Xuanyi said to amuse Lin Qu, anti-pop chords, unconventional usage of instruments, rough first-time finished products are the most authentic expressions of emotions, and many more, those Say something that makes everyone who makes music roll their eyes.

Lin Qu ignored Zhang Xuanyi, but obviously listened to it, and still couldn't forget that he wanted his own album to practice Zhang Xuanyi's random nonsense.As soon as Xiao Chuyan figured it out, he raised his head, and immediately stood up with his hips akimbo and pointed at Lin Qu: "You still said you have no feelings for him, so you should pretend to be in front of me!"

"What are you talking about?" Lin Qu was puzzled, Xiao Chuyan continued, "You subconsciously agree with him completely, you subconsciously like him!"

Lin Qu knew who Xiao Chuyan was talking about, and he really convinced him: "You are too sensitive, that's not the case, you still blame me for not telling you, now I tell you who will tell me what to do? I Didn't I put the drum pedal on the guitar a few months ago and broke the guitar strings, I was trying something different, not because of him."

"Oh."

Xiao Chuyan sat down again, and said to him face to face: "You don't use musical instruments, so why don't you go outside to sample, or sample movies to make 'ghost animals'? The effect can be very explosive but there is no aesthetic feeling, what should you do? Didn't you say that beauty and good sound are the most important thing? Why? Why do you want to do this all of a sudden? What is it trying to express.

Lin Qu looked at him with despairing eyes, Xiao Chuyan tilted his head, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "Huh? I heard that ghosts and beasts are withering? Then let's go and search for unconventional instruments, don't you want electronic flavors? Imagine the effect …You just played the prehistoric sense of the century with the piano, how about the pipa, the erhu, and the shamisen? What are you struggling with?”

Lin Qu put his hand aside and muttered: "That's very boring. It's just like this. It's not that there are too many. Dinosaurs alone are not enough. I want to be unprecedented and shocking..."

"Ahh..." Xiao Chuyan opened his mouth and clapped his hands. I really admire him. He can say such words without changing his face, and he can't tell whether he is playing tricks or not.He picked up his mobile phone to check the time and said, "Understood, then you have to hurry up. It's 16:24 now, and you still have six days and eight and a half hours. At least you should figure out what this shocking thing is."

Xiao Chuyan put down his hands: "And you are really the most showy musician I have ever seen, even more explosive than an explosion, so vulgar that I get goosebumps."

Lin Qu stared at him and gritted his teeth secretly.

Xiao Chuyan didn't know what Lin Qu was going to do. Anyway, he spent a few days in the recording studio and couldn't make anything. Many times, Lin Qu was by the window, in a daze under the curtain.

They waste time by going out so early and coming back late, Xiao Chuyan will inevitably have an idea.

Lin Qu's reluctance to make songs seriously is another matter. He is so dependent on the recording studio. In his own words, he is occupying the latrine and not shitting. Maybe he wants to escape something.

Xiao Chuyan pulled open the curtains, the sun was shining brightly, a tall figure was bathed in it, it was a luxury to stay in this poor place and bask in the sun every day with the curtains drawn, and he himself was very happy in the sun.

Xiao Chuyan pulled Lin Qu's braid, and said impatiently: "Then what should we do now."

Lin Qu looked at the distant mountains with his hands behind his back, and said word by word as if reciting a poem: "You write your own, leave me alone."

Xiao Chuyan's veins twitched, and he pulled the curtains.

Talun went abroad to play with Wu Qing, and as soon as he knew that he had to catch up with the announcement, he hurriedly booked the plane ticket, and had to enjoy the last joy before parting, so fucking lewd/slutty.

Liu Linqu and Xiao Chuyan had been standing still for the past few days to no avail.

Xiao Chuyan took out the singles he wrote these days and asked Lin Qu to help him change them, and Lin Qu changed them quietly. Xiao Chuyan said, "Don't you think it's too mediocre if you don't do anything and don't give any opinions?"

Lin Qu didn't speak, his mind was in a mess, he didn't even think about it when changing the song, he just relied on instinct.He didn't like Xiao Chuyan's current attitude very much. He was with Zhang Xuanyi Zhang Xuanyi Zhang Xuanyi if he had nothing to do, and he was not caring and pleasant.

Xiao Chuyan lay on the table and poked his face with his hand: "Do you think this stuff will work if it's released as an EP? It's a waste of time to change it."

The corner of Lin Qu's mouth twitched, he couldn't take it anymore, he smashed the mouse, and deleted the damn project file: "You know and bring it to me!"

Xiao Chuyan's thick eyelashes trembled slightly in the sun. Since both of them wanted to bask in the sun, the curtains of the recording studio were opened, and the amber pupils were illuminated with a subtle sense of transparency.

Just a pretty iris, trying really hard to convey emotion, making it look like he's a bully.Lin Qu pursed his lips, got up a little away from Xiao Chuyan, and played with the classic ARP2600 semi-modular synthesizer that the company dug up from abroad in front of a row of shelves.

Xiao Chuyan played drums in the corner on the other side, and said after a while: "If you are unhappy, just say it, if you think I'm so annoying, just say it."

Speaking of your sister, you don't even know it yourself.Lin Qu nodded, and gave a perfunctory hum, this attitude just didn't cooperate.

Xiao Chuyan put down the drum stick and came over, hugged him from behind, and put his lips behind his ear: "Do you know that you will be bullied to death like this?"

Lin Qu held his wrist and rubbed it, and said without thinking: "Have you seen Star Wars? The feeling of robots talking in it is made with this synthesizer, and the timbre made by it is also used in "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" , when the melody sounds...it seems that this synthesizer really appeared in the movie, not sure."

The spring-like heavy rhythm of the synthesizer sounded, and the timbre slowly changed, and a very beautiful built-in spring reverb appeared.Lin Qu made adjustments to the above key parameters again, and the sound began to become thinner and jumpy, with radio waves interspersed with "jingle" and Lin Qu complained: "You are angry every day, you always mention him."

"Otherwise, if you insist on staying in the recording studio for a few days without doing anything, Zhang Xuanyi stays here every day and doesn't leave. You see, he will come to deliver things to you again in a while. You two have made an appointment, right? How long will it take for him to mix his voice, maybe two years, do you want to plan for him again. "

"Look at you mentioning him again, and it's only been a few days, how can the mixing be so fast..."

Xiao Chuyan let go of Lin Qu and backed away, and said excitedly: "Look at you speaking for him, you're helping him again!"

Before leaving, Xiao Chuyan asked Lin Qu a few questions while packing up at home.

"Are you still keeping the same scale as last time?"

Lin Qu replied hesitantly: "It doesn't hurt to be careful..."

"You still share a room with Yang Ping?"

Lin Qu felt a little weak, and knelt down to help him fold his clothes together: "If you mind if you go with Yang Ping, I'm alone..."

Xiao Chuyan didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and asked again: "How long will this kind of life last? If we are all in our [-]s and [-]s and the band hasn't broken up, will it still be like this?"

Lin Qu lowered his head, stroked Xiao Chuyan's soft sweater, and muttered: "If that happens, it will definitely not be like this..."

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