King of Stage

　　 For the One Day King Band, they do not have the capital to hire professional arrangers to complete the creative work. Self-sufficiency is the only option.

　　 Ollie and Maxim are not only in charge of composing, but also in charge of arranging. They are also self-taught, relying on themselves to find out bit by bit.

Looking at Ronan at this time, using inspiration and talent to complete the idea of ​​the arrangement, although it is still relatively crude, he can already feel the frame. For Ollie and Maxim, this is also a very interesting thing. They can't wait. He wanted to join the discussion.

　　 Seeing Ronan's comments, Ollie, who was eager to try, had already found his own voice first, "No, no, it shouldn't be like this..."

Maxim, who had just opened his mouth and had no time to make a sound, looked at Ollie dumbfounded, as if he could not believe Ollie’s explosive power, the dumbfounded appearance fell in Cliff’s eyes, and the latter forced a smile. , Patted Maxim on the shoulder with an expression of respectfulness.

　　 But the error was only short-lived. Looking at Ronan who was listening carefully, Maxim also quickly cleared up his emotions and kept up with Ollie's rhythm.

　　 Ye, it's getting deeper and deeper.

　　 However, the motel has never been quiet.

Even the end of the young people’s carnival party did not allow the residents to fall asleep obediently. There is still a bustling noise behind the tightly closed door of the room. From time to time, you can hear the roar of complaining about the noise echoing in the corridor, but Such shouts have no effect—

　　 Noise, it's still its own way.

　　 What can people do? The guests who choose the motel are obviously not because they like the dirty and messy environment here, but because they are shy in their pockets.

　　If possible, no one wants to stay here. As a result, the guests staying in the motel are mixed, and no one knows what is hidden behind the paper-thin door—

Perhaps the next time I open the door and appear in front of me, it is the muzzle of the black hole; or it is a cold corpse with excessive "material" and no vital signs; or it is a homeless man who was driven out of the house after bankruptcy and lost his dignity The frustration and despair afterwards is like an untimely bomb.

　　 The noise from the band’s room also became the object of protest, and some people even came directly to the door. The banging knock on the door made the door panel groan/groan in pain, as if ready to tear down the room at any time.

At first, the band members politely apologized-in fact, they also know that rehearsing in a motel is a very disturbing behavior. They have always insisted on doing it during the day and avoiding the rest time at night, but tonight is indeed special They are also very sorry for the situation.

But then it was discovered that their apologies had become a signal to the other side's advancement-not a happy mutual understanding, but a swordsman who rolled up their sleeves and made it clear that they came to pick things up. It was obviously bullying and fearful of hardship, so the band members were also forced to do so. Then he became tough.

　　 The tall and magnificent Ollie rolled up his sleeves, his burly and strong body blocked the door directly, and his grumpy expression seemed to explode at any time.

Glancing inside again, you can see a taller figure standing up like water. It is Ronan who is a little taller than Ollie. His sullen expression seems to be proclaiming, "Here is ready for a group stand." Ready to prepare", those thorns immediately calmed down.

　　 After that, things stopped and no one came and knocked on the door of the band.

　　 All night without incident.

The morning sun shed lightly and transparently, and the sky was glowing with a layer of mysterious and translucent blue. From the inky black of the ground, it dilutes upwards little by little, and the gorgeous and clear blue is slowly moving in this way. The sky spread, and finally a touch of almost transparent light blue appeared directly above the head. It seemed that the chaos behind the sky could be captured at a glance, and then the world gradually brightened little by little.

Some people call such a moment the "blue hour", which is the short time before and after dawn. The footsteps still stay in the dark night, but the hands can catch the dawn. The whole world is wrapped in a cloud of blue, quiet and far away, it seems that the heaven and the earth There was only the sound of his heart beating.

　　 But it was fleeting, and then the sun fell, and the morning came like this.

Alice opened the door of the room, stretched a big lazy waist, took a deep breath, but then coughed-not as fresh and natural as imagined, but the turbid air mixed with cigarettes and gasoline, even early in the morning I can still feel the power of the party last night.

Looking up at the cloudless sky, Alice took her digital video camera and walked towards Ronan and Ollie’s room, thinking in her mind that today’s shooting schedule should be stretched a bit. Collect More image information, further organize your own shooting ideas.

Documentary is such a troublesome project. The first thing is to record. Use the camera lens to truly and objectively record the reality that your eyes see, and then refine the material according to your shooting theme. UU Reading www.uukavanshu.com completes the editing. And production. To be sure, the process of recording needs to be objective and try to avoid interfering with what happens in front of the camera, otherwise, it is not a documentary.

　　 Now, all Alice needs is records.

　　 However, how to record, at what angle and position to capture the picture, this is also very particular, Alice needs to think about it.

　　 From last night until now, Alice’s excitement has not been able to calm down, a steady stream of inspiration bursts out, gearing up to show off her skills, only to wake up after less than three hours of sleep.

In a blink of an eye, Alice’s footsteps had reached her destination, knocked on the door, and then stepped back two steps, leaning on the railing, ready to wait for the door to be opened, and recorded real and precious images with the lens. As a result, her footsteps were still retreating. The door to the room has been opened directly.

"Oh!"

Alice was startled, she saw Ollie through the lens, and it was not the way she had just gotten out of bed. On the contrary, her energetic expression made Alice full of curiosity. Only by careful observation can she be between Ollie’s eyebrows. Capturing a faint tiredness, it looks like...

　　 Haven't slept all night?

　　 Originally Alice thought they should be lying in bed, but now it's only early six o'clock in the morning, but she saw an unexpected scene, "You haven't rested all night?" Alice reacted immediately.

　　 Ollie’s ferocious expression disintegrated after seeing Alice. Without further explanation, he just waved at Alice, turned and entered the room, his natural appearance had completely ignored the existence of the camera.

　　 Alice stepped forward and walked into the room, and then she could see the unexpected scene in front of her.