The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 130 Amateur Band
"Yo, yo yo, Anson is here!"

"Anson! Anson! Anson!"

"The band is coming, ho ho ho, this is happening, it's really happening!"

There were cheers, boos, and whistles, and the filming set was so lively that it felt like Julie Andrews had arrived on the set.

Anson didn't mind either. He held his head high and waved as if he were a superstar, which made the scene burst into laughter.

Today is the day when Anson and his friends will temporarily form a band to perform; in fact, according to the plan, Julie Andrews will arrive on the set tomorrow. Originally, the entire crew was discussing this matter, but now the attention is completely occupied by Anson Take it away, it’s lively.

In just five days of practice, what kind of band performance can a group of amateur middle school students who are not familiar with each other at all be able to tinker with? Rather than looking forward to the performance, it is better to say that they are just having fun.

Of course, not everyone. In the rumors, you can occasionally hear jealous voices, thinking that Anson is sneaking in to steal the show and taking advantage of Gary's appreciation. The role performance is not enough, and now he has added a band performance——

Look how Anson makes a fool of himself.

The sound was not loud, just gossip, but it was still discordant.

This is Vanity Fair, and a crew as small as the palm of your hand can make waves.

However, Anson had seen too many different faces in his previous life, and he would not be swayed by these looks and criticisms. He always believed that jealousy was an excuse for despicable people, and the moment he became jealous, he lost.

Anson's time was very precious, and he still had band practice to complete, so he really didn't have time to pay attention to those suspicions and slander.

They are not worthy.

The same is true today.

Early in the morning, Anson arrived at the filming set——

A real garage, a real garage.

It has only been five days since the band was put together temporarily, and now they are about to make their debut, and it is also on the big screen. Even if no one is really looking forward to the band's performance, the tension does not lie.

They, before filming officially started, needed to practice briefly in the garage.

however.

It's a mess.

"Terrible" is no longer enough to describe it. It was a complete disaster.

The practice time was too short, and I practiced completely in a closed practice room for five days. I was suddenly exposed in front of everyone. Those critical eyes suddenly made adrenaline secrete wildly. Whether I was nervous or excited, my normal mind lost its balance, and those small mistakes and flaws It is also amplified.

So, "bad" turned into "disaster."

"call."

Anson let out a breath and turned to look at his temporary band members. Although they were just a patchwork team, they were indeed selected by Anson himself. The main reason was that they had similar personalities——

For a middle school band, rather than talent or fame, a few friends with similar interests gather together and start practicing purely because of their hobbies, carefully hiding their own personalities and colors in the melody. This setting is only Fits Michael's character.

From the beginning, Anson did not expect the band to perform as stunningly as a blockbuster.

Looking at the band members, Anson was not surprised by their abnormal performance. In addition to nervousness and excitement, the loss of balance was also a reason.

Those green faces were filled with youthful atmosphere. He couldn't control his restraint and even dared not look directly into Anson's eyes. This made the smile on Anson's mouth rise slightly.

"Hey guys, remember what we said when we left the practice room this morning?"

All three faces looked at Anson, with a bit of confusion in their eyes.

It was obvious that the conversation in the morning only happened thirty minutes ago, but now the brain is like a mush and cannot recall the memory. "Enjoy it," Anson said.

"We said OK, this is practice, not a show, just enjoying the music."

If Anson's memory is correct, these three young people will not be able to make a name for themselves in Hollywood in the future. This Vanity Fair has glamorous top stars, but most of them are ordinary people who disappear into obscurity. This is the reality. cruel.

However, the band performance is not only an opportunity for Anson, but also an additional opportunity for the three of them.

"The most professional and focused posture is always the most handsome and perfect posture. Instead of worrying about the performance, let's enjoy the music."

"I've been practicing the same piece of music for five days. I don't know how you feel. Anyway, I almost vomited. I know it's not easy to enjoy the melody, but why not give our bodies to inertia?"

With ridicule and joking, his nervous speech also made people smile.

then.

Drummer Ned-Walken, who had cheeks as chubby as steamed buns and arms as chubby as lotus roots, laughed heartlessly, "You, the songwriter, said so, what should we do?"

"Complain together?" Anson was very calm.

puff.

Immediately, the guitarist and bassist both broke the news and laughed out loud.

Anson is serious and definitely not modest. For him, songwriting and songwriting are just hobbies and have not been systematically studied. Moreover, after the age of twenty-five in his previous life, he has never played music again. Those who are not doing their job properly My interest only continues in painting——

Because it doesn’t cost money. You can even draw on scrap newspapers or even on the sand.

But in front of him, Gary had a sudden burst of inspiration, and they all rushed to put it on the shelves. They struggled a little between playing Oasis songs and their own original songs. Considering that the former required asking about copyrights, Anson chose the latter.

It doesn't matter if it's simpler, droolier or rougher.

Anyway, the director said that there is no need to take the music of a middle school garage band too seriously.

This was the first time that Anson's music had an audience, and when the entire crew came, he himself was unsure, even more nervous than when he stood in front of the camera for the first time.

After all, when it comes to acting, even if your strength is not good, you still have good looks.

But what about music? If the melody and performance are not good, can it still rely on appearance?
Anson, very calm, used jokes to relieve his nervousness, "Don't worry about mistakes, mistakes are normal, because they all expect us to make mistakes. After all, it is only five days, but only we know what happened in these five days."

His ordinary words naturally revealed a bit of freedom and ease.

Anson felt that he seemed to have regained his former self when he was twenty-five years old.

Then, Anson looked at the guitar player, Tom Tillman. He was the youngest, only fifteen years old. He had several nervous pimples on his face. His nervousness could be felt from the wavering eyes. .

"Look at me, Tom, I can guarantee I'll make the mistake before you do."

Tom:? ? ?
Looking at the others with confusion, Tom himself couldn't help laughing, "What did Anson just say?"

Looking at each other.

Then, I couldn't help laughing.

No one else needed to speak, Anson affirmed, "You heard me right. I think I must be the first to make a mistake, but please believe me, even if I make a mistake, no one will be able to hear it. After all, this is the first time this piece of music has been released. , so, I think we should pretend nothing happened and keep playing.”

　First update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)