Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 172 Priceless Gift (please subscribe and vote monthly)
After a small interlude of the blues, Bian Lang continued to sing, and Dong You, who was swaying to the rhythm on the stage, also followed the harmony in time: "Oh, you...it's you, holding my hand. In the dream together, is it you? Is it really you? Is everything between you and me destined..."

In the last sentence, Bian Lang's pitch suddenly increased, as if it was a signal to people: "The chorus is coming!"

Sure enough, under the background of the explosive rhythm of double-stepping the bass drum, Bian Lang took off his sunglasses and threw them to the side, raised his head and sang: "I know what you think, I want to have hope, I am no longer the original me, I really don't have any It’s as good as you imagine…”

This lyrics, which is like Lao Tan's autobiography, immediately hit Lao Tan as the protagonist.The lyrics cannot be said to be exactly what he had in mind, but the meaning is definitely in place. The reason for any discrepancies is because he cannot write such good lyrics himself.

Moreover, after Bian Lang upgraded to KEY, he deliberately pressed his chest voice against the bottom of his vocal cords and rubbed them continuously. The impact of the grainy sound immediately attracted the audience, especially the male fans.

"How many cigarettes have been wasted by this series of old phlegms..."

"Damn it, it's okay for us to sing this song. Isn't Bian Lang's singing this song too bad, but I like it..."

"I want you to be different from me and give you a sun and fantasy, but you refuse and tell me that you have changed a little bit now..."

After this roar, if the little beast hadn't been wrapped in the same blanket as his husband, he would have been reduced to tears by now.

This chorus basically summed up the part between Lao Tan and her. In fact, the specific reason for the breakup at that time was not something she felt was difficult to deal with now. The real reason was just like what Bian Lang sang in the lyrics, that is Both of them have changed.

Singing to this point actually completely untied the knot in her heart that she might not have even noticed.

"Ah...Ah...Oh...Oh..." Dong Youbian's harmony and Bian Lang's voice were intertwined at this moment. In the blues melody, it seemed like they were having a conversation and confiding.

The interlude is basically Lao Wu’s saxophone solo. Netizens in Liang Zi’s live broadcast room were joking with Liang Zi:
"Liang Zi, I'm afraid you can't save it, Old Wu!"

"Liangzi, you are not as good as Old Wu. Look at Old Wu, he has already joined the Rolling Stones. You can make a difference sometime!"

"Lao Wu is really outstanding. I never thought he could play the suona and play the saxophone well!"

Liang Zi naturally has no time to care about these things now. He just stares at the stage. Since the band changed its name to Second-hand Rose, its reputation and fans have grown a lot, but Bian Lang said that they didn't have that kind of ease when they performed on it. Feeling of relaxation.

He didn't understand before that rock music was about being boring and relaxing. Today he finally understood...

The music played by Bian Lang and the others was arousing, but the people performing on the stage were really relaxed.Especially Bian Lang, whether it's solo or throwing glasses, it makes you feel that this is what you should do, and you won't feel like you are using too much force.

A long interlude ended, and Bian Lang's singing voice appeared again under Dong You's soft harmony: "Oh... you... it's you, hold my hand and let us dream together, is it really you?" , is everything between you and me destined..."

The interlude after this section was Bian Lang's electric guitar solo. Bob on the other side of the country looked a little excited: "This section is really well written. I think if I played it, it would be as good as Wave, or even A little more powerful than him!"

Olaf asked: "How long do you need to practice?"

Bob replied without thinking: "About three or four times."

"Bob, then you're not good enough. When Bian Lang and I worked together at BJ, he would arrange new songs just once and it would be OK..."

At the same time, the guitarists watching the live broadcast began to criticize and complain about Magpie:

"Magpie, magpie, you couldn't seize the solo opportunity given to you. Who's to blame?"

"What a waste, give me this opportunity!"

"There's nothing to envy about showing up. The key is to be able to perform this kind of work with Bian Lang. Magpie is awesome!"

In a solo of more than 30 seconds, Bian Lang did all the hooking, pushing, kneading and tapping, which made those fans who are dedicated to guitarists extremely enjoyable to watch.

Then, the grainy voice that was frantically testing on the edge of breaking sound screamed: "I know what you think..." After singing the same chorus again, Bian Lang let go of the guitar with one hand and held it tightly with one hand. The microphone pointed the other hand in the direction of the RV and sang:
"Beast, tell you what I think, I want to hug you, look at your helpless eyes, how can I laugh when I feel heartbroken..."

As soon as this sentence came out, following the direction of Bian Lang's finger, everyone present focused their attention on the RV.

When they saw clearly that they were the "life and death couple" who had interrupted the music festival, all the unmarried female audience members cast envious glances!
I was thinking in my heart: "If my ex-boyfriend gave me such a gift when I got married, everything would really be perfect!"

Some of the bolder ones even began to imagine whether they would be able to do it because of this scene, and then... The male audience members all envied Lao Tan, and felt that if they could have a buddy like Bian Lang who understood them, then... What do you want from friends...

Just when the little beast no longer wanted to hold back the tears, Bian Lang shouted again: "Zhou! I have one more thing to say to you. Please forget all my faults!"

As soon as these words came out, the little beast was still tense, but Lao Tan collapsed first.I saw him throwing down the beer in his hand, shouting "Brother is awesome!" and rushing towards the front of the stage.

When Little Beast's husband looked at this scene and listened to the lyrics, he felt that all his previous worries were completely unnecessary. Even if he didn't come with him, tomorrow Little Beast would still be his favorite bride.

However, if he comes, then everything may be more perfect.

He couldn't help but tighten his arms around Little Beast, and said in her ear: "Shou Beast, cry out! I accept this gift! Old Tan is a man!"

Hearing this, the little beast's already uncontrollable tears turned from broken pearls to floods that burst the embankment.

She didn't care whether her eyes would be swollen from crying tomorrow and her makeup would look bad. She just wanted to use her emotions and tears to clear all her dissatisfaction and regrets about Lao Tan from her memory.

Only the most beautiful part was kept as an encouragement and blessing for her to start a new human journey.

However, Bian Lang's singing did not stop. He was still singing in a hoarse voice: "Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh..."

After each roar, whether it is the saxophone, keyboard, Dong Youbian's harmony, or the electric guitar in his hand, they will respond with a melody of the same tune.

It seems that different listeners have different understandings of this song.

Lao Tan had already rushed to the front. He felt that Bian Lang's song really sang through him.

Just like what Bian Lang sang in the song, he hoped that the little beast could forget all his mistakes and stop fearing marriage and life after marriage because of the mistakes he had made in the future.

Encouraged by the fans in the front row and encouraged by Bian Lang's eyes that glanced over him from time to time, Lao Tan climbed up to the isolation guardrail and then fell backwards!

In his memory, after he separated from Xiaozhuo, he never jumped over water at the music festival again. It was not because he was afraid of getting older, but because he felt that the person who could make his heart ignite was gone.

But today he seemed to have realized that it was not the little beast that was to blame, but that he had closed himself off...

Bian Lang sang in this repartee-like way for another full minute, and the audience howled along for a full minute before the whole song ended with the weakening singing and melody.

Looking at this scene, He Ju felt that even if the music festival ended here, it would have far exceeded their expectations, not to mention that there would be performances by Secondhand Roses and New Pants later.

The leader of Brother City thought that Lugu Lake would be enough of a surprise, but he didn't expect that the song "Rolling Stones" would also be such an unexpected scene for him.

Moreover, he feels that the popularity of "No Escape" is much higher than that of "Lugu Lake", and this song should be premiered at this music festival, so in the future, whenever anyone mentions this song, they will probably mention it. : "This is Bian Lang's wedding gift to his ex-girlfriend when he helped his buddy sing at the Lugu Lake Sea Cauliflower Music Festival!"

After Qiu Hua heard this, she just wanted to wait until it was over to interview the couple in the RV in front. She felt that her drama could adjust the script and shooting plan based on this paragraph.

Anyway, it is a drama she wrote and directed. As long as the cost and time can be kept under control, she feels that this section is so exciting that it will definitely wipe out all the bloody scenes in various urban love dramas!

Seeing that the atmosphere in the crowd was still warm, Bian Lang said into the microphone: "Then next time, we will invite second-hand roses!"

Liang Zi, who was in the rest area, gave himself a sigh of relief in his heart and brought several other brothers on stage. He was confident that he would not let the scene heated up by "Lugu Lake" and "Inescapable" cool down.

Netizens in the live broadcast room watched this episode as if they were watching a TV series, especially those who were not rock fans. They all felt that these rock players were really good at playing rock music:

"I love this gift! Can anyone calculate for me how many W's this gift is worth in money?"

"Not to mention how much it costs to ask Bian Lang to write a song. Just to enhance the atmosphere of this music festival, it will cost millions!"

"You guys upstairs are too vulgar. How can such a gift be measured in terms of money? Just saying that you can have a group of friends to accompany you to go crazy, chase love, and complete your last blessing to your ex. This gift is priceless!"

(End of this chapter)