Flying over the bubble era

Chapter 109
Rabbit country, capital city.

Gao Ningning held a green plastic thermos in his left hand and a green net bag in his right. Inside were several neatly stacked gray stainless steel lunch boxes. He walked through the corridor painted with green waistlines and came to the door of the recording studio at the end of the building.

As soon as I put the thermos on and opened the door, there was a cloudy smell—mostly the smell of smoke. These old smokers couldn’t do their work without puffing up the smoke, and they smoked the sound-absorbing panels of the recording studio. yellow.

The condition of the room was simple, with only a dilapidated double sofa, on which Lao Hou was lying down and taking a nap.He was tall and tall, and he couldn't stretch his legs, so he pressed his knees against the armrest of the sofa.

"Old man, the meal is here."

Gao Ningning put the net bag on the table, took the lunch box out from inside, and waited for the shepherd to lie down and doze off without answering.

At this moment, Wang Xinbo, who had just washed his face, walked in while shaking his wet hands, "The meal is here? I want fried lumps—"

Gao Ningning looked disgusted, "Don't shake your hands, it's dirty."

"I just washed my hands, how could they be dirty?" Wang Xinbo said forcefully.This person looked unattractive, and he was a bit annoying to shake his hands after washing, but there was something in his resume that had to be mentioned.

In 1979, he and a group of students from the Second Foreign Language Institute formed the first rock band "Wanli Mawang" in Tuguo Kekao, specializing in covers of songs by European and American bands dominated by the Beatles.

This incident proved two points.

One is that the seeds of culture are most likely to germinate among students, and the seeds of foreign culture are most likely to germinate among students who are learning foreign languages.

Second, whether a person's resume is brilliant or not has nothing to do with whether he can dry his hands well.

As we all know, due to various reasons, the rock and roll of Rabbit Country started very late, or in other words, pop culture itself started very late.

A few years after Deng Lijun got rid of the accusation of Mimizhiyin, another singer named Su Rui, who sometimes wrote Su Bing's singer, brought a completely different listening experience from Deng Lijun.

Wang Xinbo's Wanli Mawang, for the rock and roll music of the Rabbit Country, at best only sprouted, and even the saplings did not grow. With the end of the relatively free university life, the members returned to the right path of life one after another. Disbanded on the way out.

Only Wang Xinbo still had a job related to music. He first worked as a stage sound engineer in a state-owned song and dance troupe, and was later transferred to work as a sound engineer.

His Miles, there is nothing original, and there is no work worth mentioning. With the dissolution of the band, only the name is left as proof of existence.

It's not quite accurate to say that. It should be said that the name itself is their most noteworthy work.

Wang Xinbo has always felt that their band has made a contribution, which is to tell the people behind that there is a road ahead that no one has traveled. We have heard people who have walked this road say that the scenery on the road is beautiful, so Decided to go for a walk.

Although we only walked for a short distance, perhaps as much as ten meters, what we saw was already something new and new—not only that, but we also vaguely saw the light coming through this road.

Now that there is light, it proves that this is not a dead end.

The light and drizzle coming out of the mesh moistened a few rock buds after Wanli Mawang.The number of people walking this path has gradually increased, from the first ten meters to 100 meters and 200 meters.

Until this year, a young man named Cui Jian sang "Nothing" at the [-] Singers Concert of the International Year of Peace. everything of.

Wang Xinbo did not become a hero rushing to the front of the stage, so he kept his rock and roll dream in his heart, and became a person who worked hard behind the scenes, forging and polishing the equipment for the heroes.

"Eating stir-fried lumps again?" Shepherd Hou didn't know when he got up from the sofa, and leaned over to Wang Xinbo's lunch box to have a look, "Eating stir-fried lumps every day makes the recording studio smell bad."

Unlike Wang Xinbo, who is a common worker, Lao Hou looks very handsome, especially with a beard, which looks like an artist, and I heard that young girls love this one.

The only pity is that the old Hou started to lose his hair on his forehead recently, his forehead is shiny, and he looks old.Don't look at one mouthful and one old waiter, the person is only about thirty at the moment.

Hou Muren was admitted to the state-owned song and dance troupe in 1978. In 1980, he initiated a plan to form a male quartet of the state-owned song and dance troupe. He first adapted folk songs, and then emerged as a composer.

The year after Hou Muren joined the group, Wang Xinbo formed the first rock band in mainland China.The genres when I entered the industry were different, and it seems that there will be no in-depth intersection from now on.

As a result, Lao Hou once went to watch a football game. After winning the game, the crowd was excited, and everyone rushed out of the stadium, rushed to a certain big square, and sang "The Sea Sailing Depends on the Helmsman" in unison.

When Lao Hou heard it, what the hell, are all the composers in the Rabbit Country dead?

So, determined to make songs that can be sung at such a time, came and went, crashed into the arms of rock music, crashed into Wang Xinbo's recording studio, and became one of the heroes who gave Wang Xinbo his equipment to forge and polish.

"Tomorrow, I won't eat it...for a change." Wang Xinbo said while pushing fried lumps into his mouth.

Lao Hou was too lazy to answer the words, picked up the steamed bun and took a bite.

"Hey," Wang Xinbo asked after finishing his fried pimples, stretching out his smelly mouth, "Do you know about the Japanese who Cao Ping said came to choose female singers?"

"I don't know." Old Hou replied in a muffled voice, ignoring his smelly mouth and continuing to eat steamed buns.

Cao Ping is a small tour guide who likes rock music. He has formed a band by himself. He has a good relationship with Cui Jian. He speaks English very well. He is quite familiar with some foreign students and so on. He often gets some rare tapes from foreigners. Turntable or something.

This time, for some reason, I got online with these Japanese people.

Wang Xinbo continued to mutter, "I heard from Cao Ping that they are holding some kind of World Women's Rock Music Festival, and they want to select some female rock singers from us and bring them to Japan to sing."

"Going to sing in Japan?" Gao Ningning interjected, "Going abroad?"

These days, when it comes to going abroad, it is quite a big deal.In the courtyard where Gao Ningning lives, there are family members who went to Japan to work, and the scenery is not good.How developed Japan is, how many rare things there are - it may not be so if you see it with your own eyes, but Gao Ningning is dazzled by hearing it in your ears.

"What about female rock and roll? We haven't even started rock and roll yet, so there's no difference between men and women." Wang Xinbo said this, feeling unhappy in his heart, and cursed.

It's not the Japanese who came to choose female rock singers, but the Rabbit Country rock that can't thrive.

I have won the gold medal in the Olympic Games, why can't I even get a female rock singer who can participate in the music festival?

At the same time, he thought in his heart, if he let the male singer go, he would have to fight for that kid Cui Jian no matter what.However, the matter of going abroad to sing must be raised to represent the country. This kid is already a thorn in the country. Who knows if the higher-ups will let him go.

The rock and roll of Rabbit Country is dancing with shackles...

After eating one steamed bun, Lao Hou picked up another steamed bun.After eating two of them in a row, I stood up, "Isn't it a female rock singer, yes, why not."

"Where is it?" Wang Xinbo was startled by his speech.

Lao Hou said: "Look for it now." After speaking, he picked up the crumpled coat that was on the sofa under his own pillow, put it on, and went out.Wang Xinbo held back for a while, and said "Damn!"

"Old Hou, you are too rockin'!"

　Sleepy, sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)