Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 567

The problem exposed in the last rehearsal was not that her father was not skilled enough in technology, but that it was okay to play one or two songs with the physical strength of this age. , No one can afford it.

Lin Yue’s solution to this problem is that Yang Shuangshu still plays bass, and Hu Liang changed from lead singer and vice melody guitarist to lead vocalist and lead guitarist. He no longer needs the deputy melody guitarist, and he himself, instead of playing drums for Lao Suntou. .

Not to mention Hu Liang and Lao Yang, the most dumbfounded is that Broker Lin has practiced drums for less than a month before. Although he can learn bass and drums quickly after he is proficient in guitar, he gives everyone a lesson. The promise is three days to grow into a skilled drummer.

Become a skilled drummer in three days?

I dare not make movies like that!

Today, three days have come, and it is time for him to hand in his answer sheet.

Sun Tong felt that he was a little floating.

No, it’s not a little fluttering, it’s very fluttering. Within two days of coming to Ji’an, the Northeast people’s boldness and loyalty have not been learned, but the bragging problem is that blue is better than blue. When we first met, she had a really good impression of him. , Mature and stable, treat people kindly, handsome and handsome, and the aura that he exudes at work, is particularly attractive, but now…the inner goodwill is half gone.

“Alright.” Lin Yue finished speaking and clapped his hands: “This is the second rehearsal since the reorganization of the Sewing Machine Band. let’s start.”

He walked to sit behind the drum set and nodded brightly, indicating that he could start.

From the vice melody guitarist to the lead guitarist, I can see that he was a little nervous. After standing there to clear his voice several times, Hu Liang slowly plucked the strings and sang in a low voice.

I don’t remember exactly where I came from.

Forget why, but exist…

One minute later, Hu Liang sang to a climax, and there was a blast from the drum set, and then the rhythmic drum sound, not slowing down, every time it hits the drum, the drum sound and the piano sound are entangled. The cymbals are loud and clear, piercing the melody of bass and guitar.

The lyrics cycle, again.

Yang Shuangshu put down the guitar and looked back at Broker Lin behind the drum set. It was a hell of a life. When Lin Yue pulled him to work overtime to teach drumming three days ago, his movements were still a bit sluggish, and the beat was hard. See you three days later, so he changed. Like the individual, listening to the rhythm and the connection, it seems that I have practiced for several years smoothly.

“Okay.” The old grandson clapped his hands behind him, he was really convinced, this young man from BJ is too good.

Sun Tong walked over and looked at Lin Yue carefully for a while: “Have you really never learned to play drums before?”

She couldn’t accept the scene before her. She felt that the worldview had been refreshed. She learned to the extent that she could play on stage in three days. Is he still a human?

Lin Yue said: “I used to play with seniors several times when I was in college.”

He didn’t lie. At the beginning, in the world of “To Our Dying Youth”, the guitar club was not only a guitarist, but also a bass and drum player. At that time, he learned the basic skills for a period of time with a fun mind, and he could play. Some low difficulty songs.

To talk about practice without sleeping and forgetting food, it was only in these three days that with the help of surpassing ordinary people’s memory, hearing, and physical coordination, they had made great progress. They could play more complicated songs smoothly, and could not cope with pop and rock music. questionable.

Hu Liang leaned in and said, “Listen to him nonsense. He has definitely played drums before, otherwise he can hit 200+ solo jumps in three days? You think I was fooled.”

Lin Yue asked, “Is the single jump 200+ very high?”

This is a question and truth, because in his opinion, a single jump of 200+ is really not that high, and he can practice this result casually, and he can play it effortlessly no matter how fast it is, but this stuff is not unless he goes to the orchestra to play those difficult ones. For the repertoire, there is no need for a general band to play rock, pop, rap, etc.

Hu Liang pointed at him and said, “You are a liar, a big liar, and you are definitely not an agent. You used to play music absolutely, and you are still very good.”

Sun Tong thought about it seriously, and felt that this was really not nonsense. During the last rehearsal, he played the guitar professionally, and he could clearly and unambiguously pointed out where her father made the mistake. Now he can play the drum set after three days of practice. At this level, if he has never played music before, who would believe it?

“Okay, okay, don’t care what I did before, now that I can play the drum well is the biggest contribution.” Lin Yue stood up, walked to the blackboard, and turned the back of the paper forward: “This song You should be familiar with it.”

Yang Shuangshu and the old grandson were stunned when they saw the lyrics.

“Isn’t this a song written by Jianguo?”

Hopefully, Lin Yue said, “That’s right.”

“Can’t you sing the songs she wrote?” Lin Yue said, “Sing, I want to sing it to her. Hu Liang, can’t you?”

“Okay.” Hu Liang glanced at the score: “Why not.”

“Since it’s all right, let’s come.” Lin Yue returned to sit behind the drum set: “Give a few people a start gesture.”

The cymbals are loud and the piano ding dong.

Hu Liang began to sing the male version of “Song of Ding Jianguo”.

The cry of autumn.

Boring evening breeze.

The roar of the baby.

Sober in the wee hours.

…

Again.

Twice.

Three times.

After the performance, Hu Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Wang Lin Yue said, “Brother Yue, why don’t you sweat at all?”

Lin Yue ignored him and clapped his hands to everyone and said, “One week, the next week, at least three hours of practice on weekdays and at least eight hours a day on weekends. Is there a problem?”

Hu Liang was stunned: “So urgent?”

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, he coughed lightly: “If there is no problem, we will be on stage in a week. It is the first show after the resurrection of the Sewing Machine Band.”

“Onstage?”

“If nothing happens.”

Hu Liang wanted to ask again. Lin Yue clapped his hands and said, “Thank you, it’s late, please go back and rest. We will be here tomorrow night.”

Yang Shuangshu and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid of that agent. Don’t think he was very young, but I don’t know why. What they said has an indescribable authority. Could it be that this is a big city agent? Unique temperament?

That’s not right, Cheng Gong is not like that.

Yang Shuangshu couldn’t figure out this problem, so he finally shook his head and got into the big car.

At this time, Lin Yue accompanied Sun Tong: “I remember your profession is a tattoo artist, right.”

She smiled nonchalantly: “What? What do you want to tattoo on your body?”

“This is unnecessary.”

“Don’t like it or can’t pass the psychological level? You are not like those old antiques, do you think it is too frivolous?”

“No.”

“Since not, do you want me to tattoo something for you?”

Lin Yue: “…”

“Don’t worry, you won’t be charged.”

Lin Yuexin said that she has [Chameleon LV2], what kind of tattoo she wants, and where can she get Sun Tong to help him get a tattoo.

“I have a tattoo.”

“Where is it? Show me.” She suddenly became energetic, as if she knew Lin Yue for the first time: “A stable person like you can get tattoos too? I don’t believe it.”

Lin Yue said, “Why are you doing so many things?”

Suddenly she leaned a little closer and smirked against his ears and said, “No, the tattooed place is too private for others to see, or it is the name of the person I liked before, and it will evoke sadness when it is mentioned. ?”

Yes, she is indeed a strange girl.

“Okay, let’s get in the car.”

Sun Tong stood on the slow-forward bus, poking his head out of the window: “I must see your tattoo.”

“You are playing with fire.”

Lin Yue said loudly, “Old Sun, take care of your daughter.”

“Ah? What are you talking about?” Old Sun head scratched the car door, looking at him with a confused look.

Lin Yue waved his hand helplessly, turned and left without answering his question.

A week later.

Hu Liang jumped out of the big broken car and stared at the scene ahead. It took a long time to come back to his senses and swallowed and said, “Brother Yue, how did you do it?”

Ps: I saw a book friend who said, let me write a few more chapters. Mainly, this movie is basically no villain, comedy movies, and the character setting is also very facial, which is not suitable for youthful writing.