The superstar is here

Chapter 13 Finding a Band

The three of Chen Zi'ang finished eating skewers by the lake, packed up the trash and threw it into the trash can, then went to Baidi and left West Lake to find a place to have a big meal.

In the West Lake at night, the scenery is not in the mountains and water, but in the lights.

But without the mountains and rivers, the night view is not so beautiful.

Dai Shuai threw his bicycle to Yu Wen, and then sat on the back seat of Chen Ziang's bicycle.

"Keep a low profile. Don't keep buying mountain bikes. It's easy to be stolen. Look at my bike for three years. I guess no one will steal it even if it's unlocked." After riding away, Chen Ziang looked at Yu Wen's bike in front of him. Said to the marshal in the back seat.

During the three years of high school, five of Dai Shuai's bicycles were stolen, and this is the sixth.

Dai Shuai let out a sweat, and said, "Buying a bicycle like yours, it's like stepping on a tank. It's too heavy, and I can't drive it."

"I know it's like stepping on a tank, you still sit behind me, are you much heavier than Wen?" Chen Ziang was speechless.

Dai Shuai is 1.8 meters five, standard weight.

The residual temperature is less than 1.7 meters and five feet, and she is thin and weak.

"Haha, exercise, exercise, your legs are good." Dai Shuai sat behind and looked around, especially when he saw couples, he couldn't help but keep staring.

He and Chen Ziang drove together, and the rate of returning was extremely high.

One is that Dai Shuai has long legs and sits on the back seat with his legs bowed, looking very amused; the other is that Dai Shuai is really too handsome, just like there is no man who doesn't like beautiful women, and there is no woman who doesn't like handsome guys.

"Ouch, I lost." After getting off the Baidi, the Daishuai suddenly said depressedly in the back seat.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ziang smiled.

The commander-in-chief blamed himself and said: "On this white embankment, I stared at nine women, some with male companions, and some without. The first eight took a look at me and dared not look at me. The ninth has a male companion. Companion, you dare to discharge electricity to me, rub it, what's more unforgivable is that I'm more shy and shameful than her."

"You're so boring." Chen Ziang stopped talking to him.

The three of them left the West Lake Scenic Area and passed a small square.

"Yu Wen, how do you know how to stick your head forward, do you know where we are going to eat?" Chen Ziang shouted to Yu Wen who was leading the way.

"Huh?" Yu Wen hurriedly slowed down, waiting for Chen Ziang to catch up.

Chen Ziang was a little out of breath, and complained: "All the way up and downhill, you don't know that there is an elephant heavier than a pig sitting behind me, you are riding too fast, take a rest."

With that said, Chen Ziang got out of the car, threw the car to the commander in chief, and walked towards the square.

Dai Shuai glanced at the square, and hurriedly pushed his bicycle in.

There are people performing arts in the square.

To be precise, it is singing, and it is still singing in a team.

There are not many people in the square, but the band is selling very well.

A guitarist, two bassists, and a drummer.

A band of four.

The streets are full of people in a hurry, even if they like music, few like to stop and listen in this environment.

The most important thing is that there is a huge gap between the street music and the music recorded in the recording studio.

If you want to listen to music, it is better to listen to the recording studio quietly at home or in a corner.

Chen Ziang stood in the small audience, listening and observing each member of the band.

Dai Shuai was reluctant to listen at first, but seeing Chen Ziang like that, he also began to calm down to listen and observe.

Yu Wen was very interested from the beginning to the end, with eyes wide open and excited.

"How is it?" After listening to a song by the band, Dai Shuai asked Chen Ziang quietly.

Chen Ziang said in a low voice: "I need guitar and electric bass for my songs, as well as western drums. Their level is average, but they don't want to make money at first. You can try to hire them. I don't know if they can play wind instruments, piano and accordion."

"There are a lot of musical instruments needed." Dai Shuai was surprised.

Chen Ziang didn't say anything, he had a girlfriend in his previous life, she was a female singer.

So he's seen some arrangements that require an outrageous variety and number of instruments, and he's already pretty simple.

If Dai Shuai was asked to watch and observe some large-scale concerts in person, and to see bands with dozens or even hundreds of people moving away, he would probably not fart a single one now.

The little witch sees the big witch, the rare is more strange.

Yu Wen already knew that Chen Ziang was going to record an original song, but now he understood what Chen Ziang and Dai Shuai said.

Ziang plans to ask this band to help record the accompaniment?
Yu Wen is also very interested in how a song is born.

After listening to two songs by the band.

Chen Ziang took out ten yuan from his pocket, went forward, and put the money into the guitar case that the band put on the ground.

Some viewers gave money here and there, mostly one yuan, very few ten yuan, not even one fifty or one hundred yuan.

Two songs, ten yuan, a lot.

The people in the band didn't even look at Chen Zi'ang, even if they were street performers, musicians had their own arrogance.

Give it if you want, and I don't need to thank you, I have worked hard.

If you don't want to give money, you will also be pulled down. I will not force you.

The band members ignored Chen Ziang, but he took the initiative to walk towards the drummer.

He listened to two songs, and the drummer was always leading the rhythm and controlling the field, so he judged that the drummer should be the captain, not the lead singer.

"Excuse me, may I ask if your band knows wind instruments and accordion?" Chen Zi'ang was not timid at all, and asked calmly.

The drummer looks like a 27-year-old young man. Although he doesn't have shoulder-length hair, his hair is a bit longer than ordinary people. He looks like a young man who is different from ordinary people.

Engage in music and bands, most of them are alternative and unconventional.

I'm just different, not in the crowd.

The Dai Shuai was nearby, he was taken aback when he heard Chen Ziang's words, why didn't he ask if he could play the piano, he missed it.

But soon his eyes lit up.

He knows Chen Ziang too well, could this guy be...

"Wind music and accordion?" Band leader Cao Zhen looked at Chen Zi'ang and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Chen Ziang looked at Cao Zhen.

Cao Zhen shook his hair, and didn't ask why Chen Ziang was asking this. He looked at the guitarist and said, "Xiaodong knows the accordion. As for wind instruments, it depends on what you want. I can play the trumpet."

Chen Ziang showed a smile on his face: "Your band is full of talents. Are you interested in taking an order and recording an accompaniment for me?"

The commander-in-chief was secretly surprised, it seemed that this was not the first time Chen Ziang had done this, he was so experienced.

"Recording the accompaniment?"

The other members of the band couldn't hold back anymore either.

In their opinion, street singing is actually the lowest.

Bars, big stages, and recording studios are their dream places.

The four members of the band looked at Chen Ziang carefully. This guy was a bit handsome, but he was unfamiliar. If he wasn't a newcomer, he must be unknown in the circle.

Think about it too, if well-known singers were recording accompaniment, how could they choose a down-and-out band like them.

Although they think they are great, the reality is that no well-known singers or record companies or units are looking for them.

Thinking of this, they lost most of their interest.

However, recording the accompaniment in the recording studio is also a very decent thing, and this list can definitely be accepted.

(End of this chapter)