A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

This morning, although it was a rest day, Lin Yu'an and Wen Yizhou set off early.It's just that the route of Lin Yue'an's sending off has changed - today is the day of the first rehearsal, and their destination is the performance hall.

Changing from his previous listless state, when he arrived this morning, Wen Yizhou was already dressed and ready to go, standing in the center of the living room, holding the piano case, as if he was about to pull out a spear from it and go out to kill the enemy.

Lin Yue'an didn't even have time to change his shoes. He turned around and was pushed out the door again. He was a little surprised, but also thought he was a little cute. He tried to turn his head while being pushed forward: "Hey, don't worry, it's still early... Look , I haven’t had time to leave the elevator I just got on.”

Wen Yizhou frowned: "Don't interrupt, I always feel uneasy."

Lin Yue'an laughed: "Isn't the rehearsal just for this, to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. Although no matter how detailed the plan was before, there will inevitably be new situations when we actually arrive at the scene."

Wen Yizhou opened his eyes wide, and said a few words through his teeth: "Thank you."

Lin Yue'an raised his hands: "I haven't finished yet, but although the small problems on the spot look scary, they are just because they are trivial. As long as you face them calmly, you can solve them one by one."

Wen Yizhou laughed angrily: "It seems to be very experienced."

"No, no." Lin Yu'an sighed old-fashionedly, "The bus to the stadium broke down, the plane was delayed, the game was canceled due to a typhoon, or the sneakers were lost after finally arriving at the stadium. This kind of thing takes three days Three nights can’t finish it. I remember one time, when I was playing a game, the whole team ate the same meal the day before, only I had food poisoning, acute gastroenteritis, and lay in the hospital until the next afternoon. The nurse stared at me, and I wanted to grab the infusion bottle and run away."

"Pfft—" Wen Yizhou was amused, "Why are you so unlucky."

"I'm just unlucky," Lin Yue'an yelled exaggeratedly, "But, I also have good luck sometimes."

"During the lottery draw in the supermarket, I can win something almost every time, and I can almost score points when there are key points and penalties. For example, I feel pretty good today, the kind that can at least win the third prize. Anyway, it’s not impossible to give you some luck.”

Wen Yizhou smiled, reached out and rubbed his sleeves: "It's there."

Lin Yue'an froze for a moment, then fell suspiciously silent, while Wen Yizhou felt a little more relaxed, and no longer frowned.

After arriving at the side door of the performance hall, Wen Yizhou forgot to say goodbye and rushed away in a hurry.Lin Yue'an parked the car, and followed him for a walk - only one of the band members he was familiar with, Yu Wen Yizhou, had arrived for the time being, and the others were all staff at the venue busy.

Lin Yue'an stood in the last row of the auditorium on the first floor and watched from a distance.

Although Wen Yizhou usually doesn't like to talk to strangers, when it comes to work, he is not vague at all.He asked a few points that were probably the most concerned before, walked around the stage with the staff, checked the equipment, and nodded while listening.He asked another question, but the staff seemed unable to explain it for a while, so they hurried to confirm.

I have to say that a man who works hard is very handsome, Lin Yue'an thought happily.

He was about to let Wen Yizhou busy here, and when he left first, Sun Yanqi came in.

"Hey, Xiaoyuan is here!" Sun Yanqi patted him on the shoulder familiarly, "You also sent a boat here today?"

"Well, today is the rehearsal, time flies so fast."

"No, I'm looking forward to the show coming soon, but I'm a bit reluctant." Sun Yanqi said.

For this sentence, Lin Yu'an couldn't feel more empathetic, he nodded heavily, and said, "Brother Sun, you should be busy, I'll go first."

"Are you leaving now?" Sun Yanqi said, "Isn't today a rest day, do you have something else to do?"

Lin Yue'an didn't know, so he said, "It's okay."

Wen Yizhou also saw this side, and shouted loudly on the stage: "Sun Yanqi! Why did you come here!"

Sun Yanqi waved her hands as a signal, as if she was not afraid of him at all: "Here we come!"

Sun Yanqi asked again: "Are you coming to the performance tomorrow?"

Lin Yue'an replied: "Of course! Wen Yizhou also gave me a ticket."

But Sun Yanqi suddenly winked: "Oh, I knew it was for you to get the ticket. I said why did he take the initiative to ask for an invitation ticket this time."

Lin Yu'an raised his eyes and looked around—although everyone hadn't put on formal clothes yet, the stage had already been set up, the speakers and instruments were in place, and the musicians were all tuning and auditioning.

Indeed, the performance is going to be performed so soon, not to mention the band participating in the performance, even Lin Yue'an himself has no sense of reality.Just a few months ago, those days when Wen Yizhou hid in his dark home seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, as if the floating dust on his violin case at that time was vague but extremely heavy.

It would be great if the performance could go well, so that the sun would shine in thoroughly, washing away all the remaining misfortune and despair in that family, Lin Yue'an thought, Wen Yizhou has performed many times since he was a child, maybe a few A particularly memorable and meaningful performance.But this time, this time will definitely be recorded in the annals of his memory.

The same is true for myself.

His ticket to San Francisco has already been booked, and it will be on April 4—the second day of Wen Yizhou's performance.Originally, the voyage was quite long. On the one hand, Lin Yue'an wanted to get there two days early to beat the jet lag and make preparations in advance. On the other hand, he naturally didn't want to give himself any room for entanglement.

After all, in the past few months, everything has been so happy and peaceful that it doesn't seem real, because they are fake.

"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan?" Sun Yanqi's voice changed from far to near.

"Huh? Sorry, I was distracted."

Sun Yanqi glanced in the direction where he was in a daze, and immediately smiled mischievously: "I just asked you, do you want to stay and watch the rehearsal?"

"Me? But..." Wen Yizhou on the other end was very busy, running around trying to adjust something. "You don't mind?"

"What's the matter?" Sun Yanqi said slowly.

"Sun! Yan! Qi!" Wen Yizhou lost his temper.

Lin Yu'an quickly waved his hands and yelled at him: "Hurry up, I'm calling you."

Sun Yanqi looked annoyed and afraid of what he might do, but his pace was not slow at all, he ran to the side of the stage and jumped up in two steps.

"Did you connect the lights before?" Wen Yizhou asked.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Sun Yanqi grinned, "Have you tried the effect, isn't it awesome?"

Wen Yizhou's expression was creepy: "Hehe, that's awesome."

Now even Sun Yanqi was feeling nervous: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yizhou waved his hand: "You tell him."

A staff member next to him who was probably a lighting assistant said tremblingly: "That is, if you stand under the light, this is the position, if it exceeds... er, about 18 seconds, it will burn up."

Sun Yanqi: "..."

Wen Yizhou: "Do you understand when it burns, the kind that jumps up into flames?"

Sun Yanqi slowly opened her mouth wide: "Huh?"

"That lamp's concentrating power is too high, and the stage will be overheated by then."

Sun Yanqi screamed: "Impossible! I've seen them do this before at the Rolling Stones concert. It was a small venue, and Mick Jagger didn't catch fire!"

"Then I don't know, but ours will ignite!" Wen Yizhou patiently grinded to the edge, "Either you stand here, and I'll ask the lighting engineer to turn on the lights!"

"Don't, don't," Sun Yanqi was also anxious, "The model designed at that time is absolutely fine, and I have confirmed that the power stadium can be brought up."

The lighting effect is entirely Sun Yanqi's idea. He has been mainly responsible for the visual presentation part, but this time the lighting design has indeed not been actually operated, and he has no chance to actually operate it-the first time it really landed was in the rehearsal.

"What should we do now?" Wen Yizhou spoke quickly, "It's very urgent to change the time, either abolish it, or use the original..."

"No!" Sun Yanqi interrupted him immediately, "The visual effects of the stage are also part of the performance! The audience area of ​​this kind of pure concert is inherently small, and you don't want to put too many popular things, of course you have to rely on Other things to enrich the audience's experience. Hold a violin and sit under a lamp and sing, who cares, you're not Bob Dylon."

"Arguing, right? I didn't say that visual effects are not important, but our performance concept already has a lot of emphasis." Wen Yizhou also raised his voice, "And the most important thing is that you have to consider the feasibility of landing. Go up The stage design you gave me this time..."

Seeing the two quarreling, the trumpeter hurriedly came over: "Stop arguing, stop arguing, and think about how to solve it."

It just so happened that there was probably something wrong with the sound effect at the rear. A staff member came to ask Wen Yizhou.

Lin Yue'an suddenly said, "Either you go over and look at the stereo? I'll leave the lights to Brother Sun."

"Huh?" Wen Yizhou turned his head, in disbelief: "Leave it to him? Didn't it just be handed over to him before? Look at the result now! And why are you here?"

Lin Yue'an walked to a few meters in front of the stage: "But if I leave it to you now, the result will not be better."

Sun Yanqi opened her eyes wide and closed her mouth.And Wen Yizhou was even more shocked by his "back talk", and fell silent for a while.

Lin Yu'an said: "Before, the lighting was connected by Brother Sun, and he knew the design and layout best. If you want to change it, you can only guide it. If you want to participate now, they have to explain to you all over again to keep up Progress, this is a waste of time. Aren’t you a band, you are supposed to work together, so it’s fine if you do what you’re good at.”

Sun Yanqi looked at Lin Yue'an in surprise from behind Wen Yizhou, quietly raised her hand, clapped her hands twice slowly and silently, Wen Yizhou turned her face and immediately put her hand down with a "shua".

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that!" Sun Yanqi was full of confidence.

Wen Yizhou pointed at him with his index finger, and said threateningly: "I'll come back after finishing the stereo."

Wen Yizhou followed the staff to the back of the stage, and the trumpeter squatted on the edge of the stage, just a little higher than Lin Yue'an: "Niu, you also do performances?"

Lin Yue'an said innocently, "I play volleyball."

"what?"

"It's even better," the drummer poked his head out, "A layman actually managed to fix a boat."

"No, I'm just expressing my true opinion," Lin Yue'an was a little embarrassed, "Although Wen Yizhou has a quick temper, he's still quite reasonable."

Seeing the two look at each other, Lin Yue'an asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

The trumpet player smiled and said, "It's okay, I just think you are a talent."

At this time, the microphone above everyone's head came out of the power amplifier, and Wen Yizhou said, "Jiechen, come up."

The drummer was alert: "The king has summoned me, and I'm going."

Seeing that they have been busy for a long time, Lin Yu'an was full of emotion—in the past, he was an audience member, and he came to the scene half an hour before the show started, sat down with the crowd to check tickets, and waited for the lights to go out and the show to start.Everything is always ready and everything is presented at its best.But in fact, behind the calmness and confidence of every professional musician, just like behind the perfect performance of every competition, there are chaos and accidents.Every musician and player has paid for years or even decades of boring repetition and hard polishing for the shortest moment under the spotlight, until the last moment before the curtain opens.

In the past few months, including today, he found that he had seen many Wen Yizhous that he had never seen before.In the past seven years, he has never seen a depressed Wen Yizhou, nor has he seen a frustrated Wen Yizhou. He has rarely heard his authoritarian and joking tongue, or seen his helpless and indulgent wry smile.

Enough is enough, enough is enough, what else can I be dissatisfied with.

Near [-] pm, the stage, lighting, and sound effects are finally all ready, and the band is ready to start the first rehearsal.

Although this performance is in the form of pure music, it is more like a music movie.A huge brick wall was erected behind the stage, and words and images were holographically projected on the surface of the brick wall.Those words are not spoken, but a musical novel like a script.

Lin Yue'an has heard many of the songs here, intermittently and repeatedly, but this is the first time he has seen them together as a logically complete performance with a strong visual sense.There are a total of 1 tracks in the whole performance, the short one is only [-] minute like an introduction, and the long one is like an epic up to ten minutes. He listened to it with a surge of emotion, and his thoughts and emotions fluctuated with the music.Unspeakable grand ideas and inseparable insignificant gazes unfolded before his eyes, exploded in his ears, and forcefully poured into his brain—Wen Yizhou was right, love songs have no place here.

After more than two hours, all the repertoires were completely performed, all the musicians were out of breath, and there was no sound in the venue.

A staff member took the lead in applauding, and then everyone applauded.

Only then did the musicians come to their senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at each other—the tension from the previous dance was suppressed by this smooth and passionate rehearsal, and the thin but sincere encouragement on the side of the stage was overwhelmed. Like a reassurance, everyone felt more at ease in their hearts.

Wen Yizhou didn't smile.He seemed to be still floating above the last piece of music, with a dazed, almost naive expression on his face.He stared at the very center of the empty auditorium, he didn't know what he saw, and he didn't seem to see anything.

Then he and Lin Yue'an met eyes - the auditorium was supposed to be pitch black, but the stage was brilliantly illuminated by Sun Yanqi's lighting effects, but they just looked straight at each other without hindrance.

"Why are you crying?" Wen Yizhou suddenly murmured.

"Ah?" Sun Yanqi turned around wonderingly, "Who are you talking about?"

He looked around, then squinted his eyes and struggled to look down the stage, but was dazzled by the light and couldn't see clearly.

Lin Yue'an wiped his face with the back of his hand, showed the most sincere smile in the world, raised his hands, and gave him a round of applause.