Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 367 The Flying Bird (6K chapters, please subscribe, please vote monthly)

Amidst the calls of "Rolling Stone, Rolling Stone, Rolling Stone...", Bian Lang slung his guitar backwards and led everyone on stage.

The fans started cheering when they saw a female guitarist in the team for the first time!

"Ha, there are more members in the Rolling Stones? And it's a blonde girl!"

"Uh, isn't this the female guitarist of the Welsh band Magnet? I heard that their band broke up!"

"Although the Magnet Band is not very famous, I still like Strauss as a guitarist. I originally thought I would never see her again, but now I can see the Rolling Stones taking her to continue playing rock and roll. It's great!"

"Can it be said that this is just a temporary cooperation?"

"Why not choose Bob for our temporary collaboration? Bob also went to China to play lead guitar for them at the Rolling Stones Music Festival."

Amid the cheers and discussions of the crowd, Bian Lang put down the electric guitar he was carrying after taking the stage, took out a pair of PATICA from the pocket of Amiri's leather jacket, and then shouted the name of the song to the audience: "" Goodbye Jack!"

After the song became a success in Wales, the performance video at that time has been blasted by European netizens on European and American social platforms.

There are also some bloggers who sing and play musical instruments, and they have followed up and updated their videos of singing and playing covers.

Therefore, with the sound of the guitar and the rhythm of Bian Lang swinging PATICA with both hands, the entire crowd in Gendarmenmarkt instantly turned into a pot of boiling water.

A human-shaped train, led by the front of the car swaying left and right, began to form in the square following the rhythm of rolling stones.

An Feng turned around and looked at the "train" that was four or five steps away from him, with a pair of phoenix eyes shooting out golden light: "Sister Xiaoyu, they are so happy, let's go and play with them. "

Tao Xiaoyu had only heard about it and seen it in videos, but had never encountered it in real life. He was a little moved by being told that.

And since many people in the country know them, they don't even think about this opportunity. Moreover, if you are an actress participating in such an interaction with strong physical contact, if you are photographed, you will inevitably have to be "educated" by some superior keyboard warriors on public order and good morals.

But now abroad, it seems to be a good opportunity for them to play.

But Tao Xiaoyu still hesitated after all: "But this car won't know where it will go for a while. Do we still have a chance to get back to the front?"

The male star who was traveling with him heard it and wanted to play along. After thinking for a few seconds, he said hello to the Huaxia Tour Group: "Let's go, let's start a new train together. I'll be the locomotive. Let's do it like a man." At the back of the car, protect all the ladies in the middle."

Before he could respond, Lin Yaorong laughed and said, "Let me, a rock player, be the driver. You guys are inexperienced. You go to the end, pretty boy..."

When Lin Yaorong opened his mouth, Li Shiying was the first to raise her hand in response, and then two more joined in. Those assistants who wanted to stop him were too embarrassed to stop him. He could only express his determination: "Everyone, please pay attention to safety. We are here to defend your position."

In this way, a "train" with the Chinese star tour group at the forefront began to move under the leadership of Lin Yaorong, an old rock star.

Bian Lang saw this scene and shouted to the audience before the main song started: "Protect the girl and implement it!"

The Chinese music fans who understood understood shouted "It must be implemented!", and then one by one became the guardian angels of the girls!

When the chorus enters, these moving human-shaped cars are waving one hand while marching and singing along: "Let me be happy, let me be happy, don't let the doubts stay in your heart... Goodbye, Jack …Goodbye my Kerouac…”

Looking at the "Two Dragons Playing with Pearls" on the square, Feimos, who was resting on the side stage, also rushed to the edge of the stage and jumped off on a whim, diving into the ocean of joy.

Upon seeing this, other band members followed suit. In the years since they became famous, they have not personally participated in such large-scale interactions off the stage for a long time.

Chinese netizens watching the scene on Xiaopo Station once again asked Liu Yao the same question he had during his tour at Chuncheng Station: "Whose concert is this?"

After the song "Goodbye Jack" ended, the two trains had stopped, but the music on the stage did not stop.

While Bian Lang went to carry the guitar, Li and Strauss played with the rocker and volume knob of the electric guitar on the stage, and a vague and ethereal sound began to reverberate in the sky above Gendarmenmarkt.

Just like a gust of evening wind startled the birds, no one could hear the birds singing, but the scene of the birds flying high in the sky has appeared in everyone's mind.

But in Bian Lang's mind, there was a video of Tang Dynasty performing in Hung Hom.

Ding Wu came on stage with a high fever that day, and Zhang Ju stammered something in the background: "Friends in Xiangjiang, good evening, Fei... Fei... I am very happy to have the opportunity to spend this time with you. ........this...this...this...this rock and roll night, I hope to make friends with you...um, um...and then become a flying bird together."

Before Dayong's drumbeat started, Bian Lang followed the same pattern, but without stuttering.

The reaction on the spot was not very strong, but in the live broadcast room of Xiaopo Station, all kinds of speculation began:

"How did Bian Lang come up with such an ancient term as making friends?"

"When these words came out of Bian Lang's mouth, I felt they were quite sincere."

"Indeed, Bian Lang is really good at making friends. Not only is he good at turning other people's concerts into his own, he is also good at kidnapping musicians from other bands!"

"Yes, he is also good at summoning some friends he has never made before to go to the scene to support him."

"Well! That one in the front row is An Feng????"

"Ah? Impossible. Why would she go there as an actor to join in the fun..."

"How is it impossible? With that face and clothes, who else besides her? Well, there's Tao Xiaoyu..."

Previously, the on-site director gave an overhead shot of the venue, but now after giving a close-up shot, a group of celebrities from the Huaxia Tour Group also appeared in front of the camera one by one.

In the past, going to London Crab King alone was enough to create a buzz, but now it has become a group, and the barrage of small broken stations started to go crazy collectively.

Although it is already past three o'clock in the morning Chinese time, there are still more than 10 netizens watching on the Xiaopo website.

Chen Bing, who stayed up late, looked at the data and barrage and thought, what else does Song Zhe have to say this time?

After Bian Lang finished his opening remarks, Dayong started playing the bass drum.

As the rhythmic "dong...dong...dong...dong..." sounded, Bian Lang started jumping around on the stage with his electric guitar in his arms.

Her long hair was flying to the beat of the drums, and Li Li followed the rhythm to the microphone and started shouting with the people in the audience: "Hey...hey...hey...hey..."

With the addition of Dayong's military drum, Bian Lang continued to jump back and forth on the stage, really feeling like a flying bird.

Strauss, who continued to play with the rocker, also tossed his long hair handsomely, echoing the waves.

An Feng, who had obviously never seen the world, looked back at the music fans behind him who were shaking their fists and shouting, and he felt like he was on a battlefield.

She only felt that she was not at a rock performance scene now, but at the scene of some Chinese costume war movie that she had participated in. The Bian Lang on the stage is not the lead singer, but the general who is riding his horse and whipping his whip in front of the military formation to boost morale.

As for Lam Yaowong, an old rocker, he is now arm-in-arm with Hatter's drummer, pumping his fists and shouting on the stage!

Facing this, Tao Xiaoyu was shocked and froze on the spot. Although she was in the music industry, she never expected that a song would start in this way.

She had known about the long intro in rock music before, but having never seen it live, she instinctively felt that this kind of long intro should only appear in the studio version, where the lyrics need to be quickly entered to arouse the emotions of the fans. Given the occasion, the long intro was something she, a pop singer herself, would never have chosen.

But the Rolling Stones not only did that, but also used the rhythm of the drums as the main rhythm. Without the melody and riff of other instruments to follow up, they were able to adjust the atmosphere of the scene to the point where she even felt shocked...

"Is this real rock and roll?"

As everyone knows, this is not the prelude to the song, at most it can be regarded as an improvisational link between the two songs.

This main drum rhythm lasted for a full minute. Along with the sound of Dayong playing cymbals, the bald Huang Kai stepped forward and appeared in the C position that originally belonged to the lead singer. There was no left hook or "hey hey...", but the center of gravity was pulled downwards, and it felt like a crane with its legs stretched out. The posture of firmly staying in the C position and not moving seemed to tell the audience. Fan: "People who piss me off are in danger!"

As the fingers of his right hand flew up, he popped up the part: "Thump thump thump... thump thump thump thump... thump thump... thump thump... thump thump thump..." The bass solo appeared in the middle of the screen. A close-up of the scene made the rock fans at the scene laugh out loud!

"The intro to the bass solo, this bald root warrior is so good!"

"See the bass solo again, the song "Flying Bird" by the Rolling Stones, this bass alone will be regarded as a god by bass players!"

"OMG, what did I hear? Is this the coming of spring for our bass player?"

This shock lasted for 8 bars, and the continuous high-energy bass solo made professional rock fans once again marvel at the power of the Rolling Stones' arrangement.

It’s not that other types of arrangements are not good, but there are too few bass solos, and even fewer can appear in the intro.

The barrage of Xiaopo Station has now become the ocean of Chinese quintessence. Metal fans thought that "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty" was already powerful enough, but they didn't expect that this time Rolling Stone directly let the Genyin Warrior play the protagonist!

They just wish they weren't there, otherwise they would have to swing their waist-length hair up and down, letting foreigners see what Chinese heavy metal is!

Some metalheads even think that the only imperfection in Huang Kai's performance is that his bald head is too dazzling!

Some of them suggested that each metal member donate a few wigs to Huang Kai to get a wig made of real hair for him to use during performances. Li Hao, who had stayed up all night, was already in a state of drunkenness, but the sound of the bass directly shattered his drunkenness. After listening to it, he yelled directly at Huang Kai in the projection: "Good guy! This time, Kaizi really pretended to be too big, and pretended to go abroad! Bian Lang's ability to write bass solos is also It’s really unreasonably strong.”

And just when everyone thought this was too awesome, Strauss, who had been playing with a joystick, came over and stood back to back with Dili. At the same time, the big screen behind the stage was divided into two, and two people appeared at the same time. Human nature.

The sharp hands on the strings and Strauss's plectrum, which could only be seen as an afterimage, added another surprise to the stunned music fans just now.

Except for Lin Yaorong and Li Shiying, everyone in the Huaxia Tourist Group was dumbfounded.

The pop music they were exposed to in the past, no matter how gorgeous the arrangement, was all dominated by chords and existed to highlight the artistic conception of the lyrics. Therefore, in their past career, they did not take the band teachers who accompanied them too seriously. They always felt that they should be the most dazzling focus on the stage.

But today it started with Dayong’s drumming, to Huang Kai’s root sound warrior, and now to two back-to-back electric guitar duos.

This was the first time that they truly felt that a musician could be more handsome than a lead singer!

Tao Xiaoyu even felt that if he were on stage now, the limelight would never be able to suppress these few.

In everyone's eyes, this was a fight between gods and goddesses. This fight lasted for more than two minutes. At this point in the scene, Bian Lang felt that even if it was not as good as Hung Hom in the Tang Dynasty in his previous life, it should not be much worse.

At that time, he remembered Lao Cui's evaluation of the Tang Dynasty: "Their brothers don't even need to show off to be cool!"

Bian Hai and Ai Hao had already separated in the previous wave of trains, and now he was standing with a middle-aged Chinese man who was slightly younger than him.

Seeing that the man's eyes were a little red, he wanted to show off his son's mood again: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?"

Pan Xiulong didn't know that this was Bian Lang's father. He only felt that he was a local Chinese who came to support the Rolling Stones. He sniffed and said to Bian Hai seriously: "Brother, those young men on the stage are amazing, especially It’s the one with the long hair who keeps bouncing around. They are giving the rock music originally from Europe and the United States a Chinese flavor!"

Bian Hai didn't know Pan Xiulong's identity or his past with his son, so he immediately patted Pan Xiulong on the shoulder and said, "Brother, what you said is so nice!"

In the midst of the increasingly irritable spellcasting by the gods, Dayong shouted through the microphone: "Acridine!" Bian Lang, who had had enough dancing, finally returned to the C position, lifted his long hair covering his eyes, and entered with the rhythm.

He joined this fairy battle with his metallic voice: "Everyone has longed to be a flying bird, traveling between the sky and the sun, flying over the endless wilderness, and flying freely over the earth. …”

The last line was joined by the chorus of Huayan and others, making the last line of the verse even more profound.

The chorus of several foreigners had only been exposed to this word for too short a time, so they could only use some long-key humming to help improve the vocal effect of this song.

Music fans just listen to the finished product and then watch the live effect and follow it. Even the most professional people don’t have the time to analyze it now.

But the musicians squatting in front of the computer in China are different. The White Horse and Purple Dragon group is bustling. Bai Dao directly asked Liu Ziyang: "This has come out, you are still not tempted? I and you, if Austria Rafe has learned Chinese proficiently, and then you will be inferior to others if you go there again!"

"I'm convinced! Bian Lang's arrangement is too detailed, even the human voice is not missed, and the wording is so grand. @panxiulong, what did you think at the time?"

Pan Xiulong didn't reply to Ma Yuan's words. Liu Ziyang, who was still struggling in his heart, spoke first: "It's a good thing. Even such good rock music is destined to be liked by only a few people. I feel so blocked in my heart!"

The other two people online at the same time also felt the same way, so they fell silent and continued to listen to the song.

"Come and take a bite of the dinner made in dreams, put the world in your stomach and turn it into blood, feel the waves of the ocean, and wash away the clouds, brain, body and heart..."

The original version of Ding Wu sang Qin Opera, so this section was processed with many vocal methods of Qin Opera. The five groups of high notes that flew out from time to time were heard by all the non-professional singers in the audience who came to learn. Everyone was frightened.

"Fortunately it's not this song, otherwise we would be embarrassed if the mic was turned on all the time."

"Liu Xingwu's fans are really brave. The kind of lip-syncers at his concerts actually dare to come and compete with the Rolling Stones!"

"This is a music scene. Those music and entertainment venues are at KTV level!"

Just when they were collectively surprised, Bian Lang continued to speak steadily: "There will never be an end to dreams, there will never be an immortal illusion, there will never be an end to dreams, there will never be an immortal illusion..."

The last little interlude was skipped, and Bian Lang directly falsettoed E6 and played a big trick on them: "Who left us here with empty sorrow, unable to spread our wings and fly with blood... I think of the stormy clouds and storms back then. , bloodbathed thousands of miles of land..."

The foreign music fans at the scene no longer bothered to read the translated subtitles and directly heard the intracranial orgasm.

Listening to the lyrics and looking at the subtitles, the Chinese music fans felt a murderous intent coming towards their faces. Being in a foreign land, they had a few quick brains to understand the meaning of Bian Lang's lyrics.

"I think of the stormy clouds and storms that wiped out thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with blood..." Isn't this talking about those Chinese ancestors who fought all the way from the easternmost edge of the continent to the Danube River Basin?

"The white light is shining, the smoke is thick, the sky is full of yellow sand, the sky is clear..." As soon as this chanting lyrics came out, the picture that foreign music fans may need to study for a while to figure out has already appeared very intuitively in China. in the minds of music fans.

Under the bright and dim stage lights, Bian Lang's face with disheveled long hair could not be seen clearly, but the silhouette under the lights looked like a general who had fought many battles!

It combines the hero Chi Da and the high-spirited spirit, giving people a sense of burning from the bottom of their hearts from the sight and sound!

It is not burning that flows on the surface, but burning that bursts out from the heart and then spreads to the body!

Pan Jianhu said hello, raised his phone, took a photo and sent it to the group.

Hearing the interlude, Bai Dao opened his mouth and took a look, feeling sour in his heart: "Did Xiu Long really go to the scene?"

Ma Yuan, who had ignored Pan Xiulong just now, now felt his face burning with pain. Although Pan Xiulong misjudged the situation, he has now resigned and can just leave and go directly to Europe to watch the scene.

And now he still has to think about how to deal with the superiors and persuade them to show friendship to Rolling Stone.

Liu Ziyang directly @everyone after watching it: "Let's go to Moscow for Christmas! How can we not go and experience this opportunity to show off our power in front of foreign rock people!"

Although these words are a bit out of place, it is indeed what the three people in the group who did not go there thought, and it is also what all the Chinese music fans in Gendarmenmarkt thought!

In the past, I would listen to rock music among a group of black and white people, and it would be fun to listen to rock music, but it was definitely not as fun as it is today!

Now, at the Hatter concert, the Rolling Stones from China turned Gendarmenmarkt into their home stadium as guests. The Chinese people present just felt that their voices must be raised in a higher tone now!

Especially the Chinese people who heard the song in other places in the square without entering the infield were so excited that they proudly said to the foreigners beside them who were chirping, "Hey! That's our Chinese band!"

After an interlude, Bian Lang sang the main song here: "Everyone has longed to be a flying bird, traveling between the sky and the sun..."

An Feng felt that her memory was very good, and there were subtitles playing on the big screen. She should be able to sing along with it, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't find the rhythm at all.

Tian Xiaoyu, as a front-line player, has a much better sense of music than An Feng, but he opened his mouth two or three times and closed it again.

Because there was really no other way, she couldn't find the feeling for Bian Lang's style of singing mixed with Qin opera singing. If she had followed the popular singing method, then the song would probably have been directly inferior.

"Perhaps this is also the reason why it has been difficult for rock music to return to the public eye!" To their professional ears, this song is indeed good enough!

But again, the song is destined to be mediocre. Don’t talk about singing this song. Many fans who listen to it for the first time may need some time to adapt to this singing method and discover the subtlety of this song. Such a wonderful song!

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaoyu suddenly connected this song "Flying Bird" with the previous song "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty".

From this comparison, she is sure that the two songs are works of the same origin!

She suddenly felt that if Bian Lang wrote a complete album in this style, the height of this album would be...

While Tian Xiaoyu's thoughts were flying wildly, the waves on the edge grew louder: "Who left us here to be filled with sorrow, unable to spread our wings and fly with blood... The white light was shining, the smoke was thick, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and the sky was clear..."

After repeating it twice more, Bian Lang left the C position again, facing Dayong with his back to the stage.

Leave the camera to Di Li, Huang Kai and Strauss.

Performing this difficult long interlude again, Li Li stood firmly in the C position this time. Supported by the rhythms of Bian Lang and Strauss, he also played as much as he wanted.

Even Bob, who was not seeing it for the first time, couldn't help but admire the way he played the strings and the rocker with both hands.

And those rock fans who have not been dominated by this guitar maniac now really want to kneel down to him.

As for those Yangma who want to have a baby with him, they are destined to have no chance.

But there is more than one high-energy person who is sharpening. Huang Kai, who once again took up his stride, felt that his fingers on the strings were almost catching up with those who played classical guitar.

Strauss also took a lunge and half-kneeled, and made strokes and muffled sounds one after another.

There is also Dayong, although he didn’t get many shots.

But Lin Yaorong in the audience shook his head when he heard this: "Young boy, fierce!"

This interlude of more than a minute ended, and Bian Lang sang another falsetto in vain, and began to whisper like a devil: "Last night's dream, right in front of me... Last night's dream, right in front of me..." In front of my eyes..."

Several professional chorus voices that had never had much presence finally found their place at this time. The three groups of chorus voices in the high-pitched area of ​​4-5-6 carried Bian Lang's low voice through the ears of everyone present and went straight to The deepest part of the soul: "Floating around, floating around, there is no end...Floating around, floating around, there is no end..."

(End of this chapter)