Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 564: The Wind-Chasing Boy Carrying His Son

Listening to "Boys Don't Cry", many older boys at the scene cried.

The main event tonight is the joystick. Li Hao has now become a tearful person.

Tian Yuan just kept his eyes open without blinking, but tears were quietly sliding down his cheeks.

Any words of praise seem so pale at this moment. Only the most real physical reaction is the best compliment to this song.

The Five People, who had already formed a team, were sitting on the opposite stage, listening to Mr. Turtle's last chorus and looking at Turing and others who were wrapped in colorful light beams on the stage. Bian Lang recalled the performance of Mr. Turtle during the original Earth Summer of Music.

As a late-arriving band, they did not attend the initial debut party.

But when Li Hongqi and the other three girls, dressed in black and white, stood on the stage, with the dim backlight casting a holy light on them, Bian Lang felt that this was the true respect for the stage.

Jiang Han, the bassist of Turtle, is the general conductor of the band's dressing and he is responsible for all the costumes for each performance.

That’s why every stage of the turtles looks so established.

This is unique in the entire Chinese band circle.

"Let Tu Ling figure it out on his own when he has time. Don't just stick to the red, yellow, and green stuff all the time. He should have something of his own..."

When the song entered the final chorus, the stage staff came to call them to take their positions and to draw the black curtain.

But Bian Lang waved his hand and said, "No need, the equipment is ready, that's it! I'll be singing here in a while, please talk to the lighting engineer..."

If someone else made such a request, the staff would be in a difficult position, but when Bian Lang made it, she just nodded and ran away without saying a word.

Seeing the staff leave, the other four members of the Five People also prepared to return to their positions. After all, they were not like Bian Lang, who played the electric guitar without any effects, so they could just run anywhere with him in his arms.

When Su Kan returned to the keyboard position, he found someone wearing a cloak sitting next to him in the harmony position.

She felt that the lake breeze was a bit cold, but it was not cold enough to require a cloak to keep out the wind.

But she just thought about it and didn't think about it further.

By the time she stood on the keyboard, the turtles had already begun to bow out:

"Hello everyone, we are Mr. Turtle. We no longer use the old name. We hope you will continue to support us.

Here, we would like to give special thanks to Bian Lang! "

At this point, several members of the Sea Turtle group stood in a horizontal row and bowed shoulder to shoulder towards Bian Lang and the others on the stage to express their gratitude!

Although the two stages were separated by dozens of meters, Bian Lang still stood up immediately and responded to the people on that stage.

In his opinion, every musician who helps him interpret and spread the classic music of the original Earth is worthy of his sincere gratitude.

There were already some fans waiting below the stage. When they saw what Bian Lang did, they couldn't help but think, "Bian Lang deserves to be so popular. Let alone giving back to others, if I wrote a song like that, I wouldn't give it to anyone and would just sing it myself."

Tu Ling then continued: "There is a story behind this song that I really want to share with everyone. I will film it after some time. I hope everyone can continue to pay attention..."

He will never forget how Bian Lang wrote this song, and he will never forget the children of Washan.

After hearing this, Bian Lang knew that he had not given this song to the wrong person.

The venue and scale of this festival was less than half of the Rolling Stones Festival, so the transition time was only 10 minutes. When the fans rushed towards the stage, they saw that there was no black curtain and Bian Lang was sitting leisurely beside the stage waiting for them to come. The previous sense of rush during the transition disappeared.

Some people even stayed there and found a suitable place to sit down. After all, folk music is not rock and roll, and there is no need to release everything.

It is a nice thing to sit quietly on the grass on this spring night and listen to Bian Lang singing to everyone as if he was having a heart-to-heart talk.

Since someone took the lead, more and more people followed suit. Except for the iron-powdered gold fans who were sticking to the isolation fence at the front, many people chose to sit down.

Tu Ling and the others who were still packing up their instruments saw this and stopped what they were doing. Looking at the venue where almost 9% of the people had sat down, they said to Li Hao who had just come up, "It's a skill to be able to get everyone to sit down and listen!"

"Who says it's not true? But if this person is Bian Lang, then it wouldn't be surprising no matter what happened."

Li Hao finished speaking and looked at Bian Lang, who had already decided the outcome of the game, and then he turned around and gestured to Dayong. A few seconds later, he heard Liu Ziyang's voice coming from the earphone monitor: "Ready, 1...2...3...Bian Lang starts playing guitar!"

So when there were still 5 minutes before the scheduled start time, Bian Lang started the show early.

Music fans naturally have no objections. Basically, those who can come here are not leaving tonight, so a few minutes earlier or later doesn't matter.

But for a joystick, the feeling is different.

This is hard to avoid if the previous band drags on, so the final band often encounters some inexplicable problems, making their performance imperfect.

On the original Earth, Bian Lang had witnessed many such scenes with his own eyes, which ended up making the bands, artists and organizers extremely embarrassed!

There was a New Year's Eve party somewhere, and the main event was running away. The plan at the time was to run away, sing "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", and then start the countdown to the New Year!

But too much time was taken up by a female singer named Meteor in the beginning. In order to give some time to Mao Chuan, Li Hongqi used the time for announcing the song titles between each song. In two songs, the chanting of "Turtle Language" was even deleted.

But even with all the hassles, when it came to the countdown to the New Year, Mao Chuan had just sung two lines of the main song when his microphone was pulled out. Then the host led everyone to count down together from 10...1, and then there was a 10-minute New Year's Eve fireworks show.

After the fireworks ended, Mao Chuan wanted to finish singing the song, but the uncle in the hat was already urging him to finish.

An hour later, when the bands gathered together for a barbecue, Mao Chuan said with some regret: "This performance was almost perfect. If we had known earlier, we would have cut a song in the middle!"

"Don't say that. If you cancel it, the event company and the PD will have something to say. Although it may give the client a more satisfactory result, it will be annoying to haggle with you about the fees!"

What the agent said was correct, but Li Hongqi still made it clear: "There is actually no need to waste that little time on that girl who graduated from Berklee. It doesn't make any difference if her song lacks a bass..."

Jiang Han: "If that's what you say, I'll take a leave of absence for the next performance..."

Later, some stupid teammate at the scene leaked this video, and then someone cut off the beginning and the end and posted it on the Internet.

The fans at the scene naturally knew what was going on. They certainly understood that this was probably just a daily bassist joke between Li Hongqi and Jiang Han.

Besides, what they said is right!

Some fans who felt particularly sorry also followed suit and said a few bad things about the female singer.

Then the fans of this female singer started to attack indiscriminately, from the organizer to all the participating bands and artists in that performance, they really didn't let anyone off.

Then, instead of helping her fans, the sister started to act like a weak bitch, talking about everything from the organizer's airport pick-up to catering, and even altitude sickness and colds.

The fans were so distressed that they almost rushed into the official website of the organizer.

In those days, the real estate developers were still very confident. Without saying a word, they posted the detailed contract of the reception process online, and also uploaded screenshots of the chats with the singer's agent and assistant.

As a result, many passers-by who had previously sympathized with the female singer have all turned against her. They really couldn't understand why this female singer, whose name they had never even heard of before and who was only relatively famous among the Z generation, had a meal bill of 2000 yuan per person!

With a daily cost of 6000 yuan, ordinary people may not understand how to eat this.

Then when this person was about to continue washing, he was informed that three subsequent activities were cancelled in a row.

Although the joystick is not as sophisticatedly designed in terms of time and music as Escape, there is a five-star hotel next to it, and it is extremely difficult to continue performing outside the reported time.

If a complaint comes in, Uncle Hat will just turn off the power and cut off the sound in the middle of a song, which would really make people angry and cause some problems.

In addition, it is a routine operation for the main player to return to the stage, so Li Hao and others felt very comfortable that Bian Lang took the initiative to help them save time.

With the help of violins and cellos, Bian Lang, who was sitting at the front of the stage and had his entire front body shrunken into darkness, began to sing slowly: "My brother who sleeps on the upper bunk, you who are silent, the questions you once asked me, no one asks me anymore..."

Guo Li, who was completely recruited by the Rolling Stones, was now standing on the light stand above the central console. She used the Hasselblad entrusted to her by Tiger's wife to take a picture of Bian Lang, whose feet were dangling and whose faces were split into black and white by the stage light.

With this one picture, she made it to the Hasselblad Masters for the first time in her life.

Ma Rui, who was collecting creative inspiration, was standing in the isolation zone closest to Bian Lang.

No matter what form this set of rock music-related works she wants to create will take, Bian Lang is definitely the inducement and protagonist.

Looking back now, she feels that she never really looked at this classmate who was the most handsome boy in the school during her four years in college.

Under this contrast of strong and dark light, Mary felt that The Thinker was just like this...

If they had discovered earlier that this guy had such good contours, it would have been a great idea to ask Lao Luo to be a nude model for them.

This is the kind of song that gets more appealing the more you listen to it. When this song first appeared a few years ago, it was in the live broadcast room of Miss Min's band. Although it caused quite a stir at the time, because there was no follow-up action by Bian Lang, its spread gradually stagnated.

However, Yunnan Province is the home of Rolling Stones fans, and the college students have already started school at this time. At least one-third of the people present at the guitar show are college students, of whom about 30% are the younger students of Yunnan Art Academy.

As soon as this campus folk song, which is closely related to Yunnan Art Institute, appeared, the people in the front row basically sang along mindlessly, while the people in the middle and back rows cried mindlessly.

Especially since the aftereffect of the previous song "Boys Don't Cry" hasn't completely worn off yet, and now comes another one called "Brother, let me share my cigarette with you!" Young or not, all the boys have found the best outlet for their emotions at this moment.

"If I had written this when I was in school, it would have charmed so many girls!" Ma Rui thought, and then she forgot about her stupid idea: "Without the insights gained in these years since graduation, how could I have written this song?"

The protagonist of this song misjudged the traffic conditions of Fuxian Lake, so he just arrived at the scene.

He Lei simply left his wife behind and rushed towards the stage carrying his son.

Under his son's urging, He Lei, who had not exercised for many years, felt like the wind-chasing boy in high school again.

"Your letters are becoming more and more polite. You never mentioned a word about love. You said you have a lot of friends now..." When singing this, Bian Lang saw He Lei running towards him carrying his son.

In a flash, Bian Lang changed the lyrics at the end: "You asked me when we can get together to talk about our current lives and our respective families..."

If we talk about the person who is most familiar with this song at the scene, apart from Bian Lang and a few people who participated in the production, he is definitely the one who is most familiar with it.

Of course, he recognized the change in Bian Lang's lyrics the first time he heard it. But he didn't slow down at all!

If it weren't for today's event with so many people sitting down to listen, he would never have been able to accomplish this feat!

When Bian Lang sang the second chorus, he finally rushed to the isolation zone, and used the ID given to him by Ma Rui to climb in amid the surprised gazes of many people in the audience.

Then, before the last sentence was finished, he was waved by Bian Lang and brought onto the stage.

Then this second-generation rich man, who actually had a first-rate voice and pitch, and studied sculpture but inherited an engineering business, just went crazy without caring about anything: "The questions I asked you before, no one asks them anymore, no one asks them anymore, no one asks them anymore..."

He Lei's son was held by Ma Rui, looking at his father sitting side by side with Bian Lang on the stage, and suddenly felt that this was what a super dad should look like.

As for He Lei's wife, she was standing not far from the entrance, recording a video for her husband.

With such obvious behavior, He Lei's identity as the protagonist of the song could no longer be hidden. The key point that everyone cared about was actually another point: "This guy on the upper bunk sings well too. These people in the sculpture department, they must have applied for music and then were transferred there!"

Chen Shuting was thinking: "Why don't we talk to this guy and sign him to record songs?"

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