Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 8 Encore
The little witch sitting in the guest seat now wants to throw away the gimbal in her hand, shake her head crazily along with the people present, and get excited together!

But she can't, because the popularity of the live broadcast room has soared to a whole new level, jumping to the top 50 in the music category at an incredible speed. This is something she only dared to dream about before.

If the broadcast is stopped now, not to mention whether Magic Disc will punish her, even those netizens in the live broadcast room will not agree.

"I'll go! This scene, this atmosphere, the master can support a band by himself! Are you telling me this is a warm-up?"

"Great God! Please hold a special show! No wonder Li Yiliang wants to fly solo, it's useless to keep it!"

"It's been so many years, I can hear such authentic rock again, this word, this arrangement, I really shed tears!"

At this time, Duan Yuntao, who was sitting in the row in front of her, suddenly turned his head and explained to the camera: "I am still using a headset through the mask. Few of my students can sing this sound. Every sentence Every word is an effective pronunciation of the key. This should be due to the technique of chest resonance. This singing skill is definitely acquired after a long period of professional vocal training. Here is Lang, who should have followed Li Yiliang when he was in school. Attended my class!”

Now that the song was reaching its climax, Duan Yuntao's face came directly to him, which immediately aroused the disgust of the audience in the live broadcast room.Moreover, the sound at the scene was so loud that his voice could not be heard clearly in the live broadcast room.

"Ahhh! Professor Duan, don't stand in the way! I want to watch the Bian Dashen explode!"

"Wait, I think his mouth shape seems to be commenting on his singing skills!"

"Good guy, how many idol dramas have you watched upstairs before you can understand lip language?"

The little witch heard it clearly. He felt that if someone in the circle could get such a professional singing evaluation, it was Heifer who got the top spot. He was so awesome!Immediately, he used his mobile phone to post these words in the live broadcast room.

"Ah ha? Little witch, can you still hear clearly the volume at the scene when you are sitting in the front row?"

"Oh, Professor Duan is so funny, I am convinced of the ability to accept students on the spot!"

Even if this was the case in the live broadcast room, the audience who were being washed by the crowd and sound waves were so excited that they were about to die.

And Li Yiliang in the backstage had his whole face collapsed at this moment!
He never expected that Bianlang's loop station would be completed, and it would be such an explosive scene.

The key point is that the quality of this song is so high and rock-like, it is completely beyond his comprehension.

Seeing that everyone around him was staring at the stage, and no one paid any attention to him, the evil seeds in his heart began to take root and sprout at the speed of light.

He quietly bypassed everyone and walked in the direction of the electric box.

Just when he was about to open the electric box, a familiar voice came: "Stop, Lizi! If you really dare to pull the switch now, then you don't have to act in the future! I will also help you publicize this matter in the circle ..."

Li Yiliang turned his head and saw Old Tan standing there with a serious face, the camera of his mobile phone was taking pictures of him.

"Why, old Tan, tell me why? Why are you all on his side? Will no one help me think about it from my point of view?" Li Yiliang couldn't hold back anymore, and directly expressed Yu Jie roared out.

"It's all at this point, why are you still talking about what you have? If you have discussed it with Bian Lang in advance, with his temperament, he will probably support you to fly solo, and those copyrights will also be used as gifts. Sending it off to you, maybe you can still have a copy of this song today!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Yiliang's heart felt like being pricked by a needle!

When he first came into contact with the magic disc, he really thought about doing this.

But he didn't dare to bet, he didn't dare to bet that the pressure of life was not as good as his original owner would understand him and let him fly solo with the copyright of the song.

If he didn't have the copyright to those songs, then the singer-songwriter route that Magic Disk had planned for him would be nonsense. Even if his singing skills were average and his appearance was average, even if he signed the contract, he might not be able to get good promotion resources.

But now, as soon as Bian Lang's song comes out, it sounds like naked irony to his ears!Especially the chorus part!

At this moment, Bian Lang's second chorus came: "I don't want to die in failure and loneliness, I don't want to live underground all the time, a material deception, a hurrying ant, people without ideals are not sad... He I won’t be sad…”

Every beat of that manic drumbeat seemed to hit Li Yiliang's heart.Every word in the lyrics seems to be mocking him, satirizing him!
"Hahaha, uneducated people are not sad! Isn't he talking about me? I know, he has never thought highly of me! He has such a talent, why did he hide it from me? If he took this song before Come out, I will never fly alone..."

Hearing this, Old Tan knew that Li Yiliang was completely hopeless now.

"Xiao Lizi, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between you, but this matter is because you did something wrong. Now Bian Lang just wants to sing a song. Even if you disregard the brotherhood in the past, please respect the music !”

"Go back now and prepare for your performance! In the future, you and Bian Lang will be you walking your sunshine path, and he walking his single-plank bridge. I won't tell him about it!"

When Li Yiliang was struggling in pain, Wei Lan also came to him.

Seeing this scene, she directly said in a commanding tone: "Li Yiliang, you go back and prepare for the performance, and I will take care of things here..."

……

Looking at the stage again, after Bian Lang sang the chorus, he fixed all the drum kit loops, and played the electric guitar again.

This time, instead of continuing to spin among a bunch of instruments, he walked to the very edge of the stage, put one foot on the monitor, and began to shake his body with the interlude.

This is the first time since the beginning of the performance that he has had close contact with the fans in the audience. Although the interlude is already the same as the prelude, it is not as manic as the chorus part.

But none of the music fans who had been aroused by the restless factor in their bodies could not calm down. They stretched out their hands to Bian Lang on the stage, and Bian Lang also reached out to respond in a timely manner.

Qiu Luo in the crowd couldn't help but tease: "Brother Lang's current typhoon is so fucking stylish! Those who don't know think it's a big rock star!"

With the end of the interlude, Bian Lang returned to the microphone stand, took off the headset and continued singing into the microphone.

With the background of the previous verse, some music fans can already hum a line or two of the lyrics intermittently, and some just follow the rhythm and tune and start "la~la~la~lala~lalala !"

"Is this really from the Department of Sculpture? Could it be that I want to fill in the Department of Sculpture in Dian Art this year?" The art examinees who had just finished the college entrance examination in the live and live broadcast rooms all sent out this torture from the depths of their souls!
As the chorus ended again, Bian Lang carried the microphone stand directly to the front of the stage, placed it next to the return track, and put one foot on it again!

But this time, he is not just posing handsomely there, a long-awaited electric guitar solo finally arrives, the tremolo combined with neat scratches invades the DNA of music fans through the sound!

The music fans in the front row who could clearly see what he was doing were almost on the verge of going crazy!

"Bian Lang! Awesome!"

"Fuck! Fuck! A few years ago I must have chased a fake mask band!"

"Fuck! Li Yiliang, are you blind or deaf? Are you going to separate from Bian Lang?"

"Thank you Li Yiliang, if you don't fly alone, you won't be able to force the devil in Bian Lang's body!"

The whole solo reached its climax with the steady, precise and ruthless tapping of the side waves!
Zhu Yan: "Bian Lang is so playful, it seems that I have the first subject of my new job!"

Da Kun: "Hehehe, give me another 10 years for this move..."

Qiu Luo: "Director, I want to go back and play in a band!"

Old Tan: "This level is a little bit better than I was back then!"

Zhou Yimo: "Is this song really going to be an episode for my movie? Please don't give me the title of Divine Comedy for the whole bad movie!"

While filming, the little witch was rapidly calculating in her mind what the magic saucer's operation was like: "The warm-up is so impressive. How big will Li Yiliang's performance be in order to suppress the crowd?"

At the same time, in her live broadcast room, in addition to all kinds of admiration barrages, the second most popular people are people seeking scores, and the third most popular ones are @GreencityPaoWang who comes out to live broadcast, which is very lively.

The popularity of the live broadcast room also went from the top 50 in the music category to the top 20, and the overall list also entered the TOP100.

And in Magic Disc's official live broadcast room, those invited music critics were amazed:
"Hey! Good guy, where did the magic saucer find this person? This is the prelude to establishing a sect!"

"He's so awesome! This electric guitar player, the younger generation of the Chinese guitar industry, will be able to unify the north and the south thanks to him!"

"What kind of enmity is this? Using Loop Station to play a rock scene is still a place where magic discs were smashed!"

"Head hurts! This is not a warm-up, this is here to lift the roof. What is the magic disc thinking, how should I write today's manuscript?"

After the electric guitar solo ended, Bian Lang continued to sing the chorus on stage.

This time, more fans followed suit and shouted: "People without culture don't feel sad!"

This scene is difficult to see at the scene of the first new song, which is also due to the uncomplicated melody of this song and the lyrics are easy to remember.

Moreover, most of the audience in the audience are social animals, so it is difficult for such unyielding lyrics not to resonate strongly with this group.

"He won't be sad...he won't be sad...he won't be sad...he won't be sad..."

After four lines in a row, I won’t be sad, Bian Lang frantically shook his head and beat the rhythm, and sang the key line of the whole song: "He will be sad...he will be sad...he will be sad... …sad……"

As the last word "sad" came out, the tuner who had already discussed with Bian Lang manually turned off all the tracks except the electric guitar.

Amidst the vibrato from the crank, Bianlang ran two steps and leaped high!

This "flying" doesn't matter, the audience in the audience is so excited!
"Look, the side waves are flying!"

"Look at the waves flying!"

When Bian Lang landed on the ground and stood firmly, he flew the plectrum between two fingers and flew it to the audience, then bent down and bowed: "Thank you everyone! My performance is over!"

As soon as this curtain call came out, the following audience immediately refused:
"What? Who only sang one song to warm up?"

"Didn't you give enough money for the magic disc? Who only sang one song to warm up! Encore!"

"Encore!"

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