bookbashuk Chapter 512 Listening to music
Chapter 512 Listening to music
Tang Wan put down her chopsticks and burped. Lu You stepped in at the right time and wiped her mouth with a tissue.
"Are you full? If not, order two more dishes."
Tang Wan straightened her back and touched her slightly protruding belly.
"The horizontal mouth is full, but the vertical mouth is still hungry."
Lu You couldn't help but smile, pinched Tang Wan's nose, and said, "Then go back and feed him?"
"Not in a hurry."
Logan turned her head and looked towards the stage.
Half an hour had passed since they went on stage, and the four-member band was still full of passion. They shouted loudly and played their instruments vigorously. During this time, they only drank some water and hardly rested for a moment. Their endurance was unparalleled.
"what time is it now?"
Lu You turned on the screen of his mobile phone and glanced down.
"It's exactly half past ten."
"How about staying up all night tonight?" Tang Wan asked tentatively.
"You want to stay here and listen to more songs?"
"It's a rare visit!"
"Okay, it's up to you."
Lu You called the waiters and asked them to clean up the table and ordered a pot of freshly squeezed carrot and apple juice.
If you don't have something to drink, you'd feel embarrassed to occupy the table and not leave.
The waiters came in three groups. The first one cleared the dishes, the second one wiped the table, and the last one brought juice and some free fruit.
Tang Wan picked up an apple and bit off half of it.
The taste is crisp, juicy, 70% sweet and 30% sour.
"Honey, do you think this band has a chance of becoming popular?"
Lu You poured out two glasses of juice, picked up one of them and took a sip.
It's slightly sweet, with a hint of apple aroma mixed with the astringency of carrots, and the taste is a bit weird.
"If you encounter an excellent creative team and capital operation, it is possible to become popular in a small range."
“What about the nationwide explosion?”
"Almost impossible." Lu You drank the juice in one gulp and then filled the second glass.
It has a weird taste, and the more you drink it the more you get addicted.
"Why? I think their singing skills are pretty good! They have strong control over the stage, are enthusiastic towards the audience, and have a sincere attitude. There's no reason why they won't be popular."
Lu You looked at the stage in front of him. Several staff members were busy in an orderly manner, moving musical instruments away from the venue to make room for the next performance.
"If a musician wants to become popular, multiple factors need to be combined, including the right time, right place and right people. But if a musician doesn't become popular, there is only one reason: the environment is not right, whether it is rock or a band."
"I can probably understand why domestic rock music is not popular. The lyrics are strictly censored, and the spiritual core is inconsistent with the mainstream thinking of our country. But isn't the band's development prospect pretty good? For example, TF Generation One back then, and TF Generation Two today, they are so popular." Tang Wan picked up a piece of Hami melon with a toothpick and opened her mouth to eat it.
"Please don't insult the word 'band'." Lu You frowned and said seriously, "A band is a band, and an idol group is an idol group. The two cannot be confused."
"Tell me, what's the difference?" Tang Wan supported her chin with one hand, pretending to listen attentively.
"A band, as the name suggests, is a team that makes music for a living. Their music is the source of their income and popularity. They rely on talent, experience, and connections. Idol groups, on the other hand, focus on idols. They market themselves on youth, appearance, and personalities. They make a living by making quick money. In the early years, they focused on the quality of their music, but now, they just pick up some scraps to fool around."
"From what you said, it seems like you don't think highly of idol groups?"
"Hey, don't slander me!" Lu You quickly waved his hand to make his position clear. "Idol groups are loved by thousands of girls. They are all as handsome as Pan An, talented in both civil and military affairs, and have both moral integrity and talent. They have made contributions to the country and society. I am an ordinary person who can only admire, envy and be jealous of them. How can I look down on them?"
Tang Wan chuckled, grabbed Lu You's arm, and asked, "Are you afraid of idol groups?"
Lu You squinted at Tang Wan and asked, "Aren't you afraid of this brainless, crazy person?"
"You can't generalize! There are good people among idol fans too!"
"As we all know, people cannot have three things at the same time: a normal brain, correct values, and a fan base of an idol group."
……
on the stage.
The lights gathered in the center again, announcing the end of the intermission and the beginning of a new round of performances.
The customers in the audience all cast their eyes towards the stage.
blah blah blah...
A tight sound was heard, as if it was the sound of some object with a small cross-sectional area hitting the wooden board.
Faintly, there was a tall red shadow, step by step, stepping onto the stage.
Eventually, the shadow steps into the light and its reality is revealed.
The long hair draped over the shoulders like a waterfall, the beautiful face like a peony in spring, the low-cut and shoulder-less golden dress as bright as blood, and the exposed skin glowing with the luster of warm jade under the light.
In an instant, there was thunderous cheers.
Tang Wan's eyes widened and she exclaimed.
"Wow! Big Lei Yujie!"
Scientific research shows that not even light can escape the gravitational pull of a black hole.
Lu You's eyes were inevitably attracted by the round and full northern hemisphere.
"To be honest, it is indeed big, rich and generous."
"She looks bigger than me." Tang Wan placed her hands on her chest and compared them secretly. "I'm a D, and her size is at least an E."
Lu You touched his chin, and his eyes moved away from the northern hemisphere, slowly sweeping across his neck, shoulders, arms, and finally stopping at his waist and abdomen.
Her skeleton is clearly defined and there is no excess fat around her waist, which perfectly illustrates what it means to be graceful and elegant.
"This slender figure doesn't look like it can grow into a big thunder. It feels like it's either a technological feat or a big store bullying customers."
"Maybe, she's gifted?" Tang Wan shook her head as she finished speaking. "It could also be squeezed out. I've never worn a skirt like the one she's wearing, so I don't know the internal structure, so it's hard to judge."
"Should I buy you one?"
"No. I really can't think of any occasion where I would wear it. If I buy it, it will just sit in the closet, which is a waste."
"Isn't it easy to use it?" Lu You put his arm around Tang Wan's waist and brought her into his arms, pretending to be a playboy. "The upper class has no shortage of banquets. As long as you are willing, I can take you out for a meal every day, and I guarantee that every meal will be different."
"Party? Is it interesting?"
"My mother's attitude towards banquets has always been that if you can avoid it, then don't attend it."
"Forget it then." Tang Wan gently pushed Lu You away and got out of his embrace. "Our mom, who loves to play so much, doesn't want to join in the fun. She must be bored. There's no need to make dumplings just for this little jealousy."
The cool piano sounds accompanied by the long string sounds form a sad and desolate melody, flowing slowly and silently, as if there are a pair of invisible hands soothing the restless hearts of the customers.
The cheers faded away, leaving only the music.
On the stage, Da Lei lowered her eyes, and gradually immersed herself in the mood of the song. Her waist unconsciously followed the tune, swaying slightly left and right.
Tang Wan suddenly turned her head to look at Lu You. Lu You seemed to have noticed something and looked at Tang Wan. Their eyes met.
"Do you want to bring pie?"
"With style." Lu You said honestly.
"Rogue!" Tang Wan pointed at Lu You's nose, her expression serious, "I'm warning you, you can watch, but you are not allowed to be tempted!"
"Don't worry, she's not as pretty as you."
"But she burns more than me."
"That's right." Lu You glanced around. There were not many customers around, only three or two, and all of their attention was focused on Sister Da Lei, so they had no time to care about anything else. "How about you sit on my lap and use your body to help me suppress my inner demons?"
Tang Wan shrank her neck and looked around quickly.
She had to admit that she was deeply tempted by the extremely immoral act of engaging in intimacy in public.
After a brief ideological struggle, reason finally triumphed over emotion.
"Your suggestion is not very appropriate, but you can touch my legs to satisfy your craving."
"also."
No matter how long the prelude is, it will eventually end.
Sister Da Lei opened her mouth at the right moment and sang a melodious song with her light voice.
Why do I feel annoyed by the spring breeze?
I can't say I'm going to borrow wine to send you off.
Cantonese song?
Lu You and Tang Wan both looked surprised.
It was really unexpected that I could hear "Li Xianglan" by Yue Sheng from the south in the far north.
[Night Rain Freezing Raindrops Transmitted into the Photo
Looking back seems like a dream that cannot be shaken
Fascinated by gazing at you in the faded photo
Ah…like a flower that is not yet red, like ice that is not frozen
It seems like there are countless words, but unfortunately I can't understand them
Ah... is it the wine getting stronger or my heart is empty
Why do you feel shocked?
Maybe it’s because she learned Cantonese later and she is not a native Cantonese speaker, so Da Lei Yujie’s pronunciation is not authentic enough and sounds a little strange.
But the tone of her singing was almost impeccable, and her emotional interpretation of the song was even more on point. Every word and every ups and downs touched the hearts of the customers.
"She is beautiful, has a sweet voice, and is very powerful. Which man can resist a woman like this?" Tang Wan sighed.
"Me." Lu You pointed at himself, "I can block it."
Tang Wan lowered her head and stared at the dirty hands that were moving back and forth on her thighs. She said expressionlessly, "Take your hands away if you have the guts to do it and say it again."
"No! You allowed me to touch you, wouldn't it be a loss if I didn't touch you a few more times?"
【Which part of the photo can be projected into the photo
Hoping to find a crack in time
……
……
Ah... is it the wine getting stronger or my heart is empty
Why do you feel shocked?
The song is over.
There was sparse applause from the audience.
It’s not that Da Lei Yu Jie’s singing is bad, on the contrary, she sings too well. Many customers are still immersed in the sad and beautiful mood of the song, unable to extricate themselves.
"Honey, I also want to have a beautiful singing voice!" Tang Wan leaned on Lu You's shoulder, her eyes full of envy.
"Practice if you want." Lu You forked a cherry tomato and fed it to Tang Wan. "Top singing skills are all honed day and night. Even if you are tone-deaf, you can correct it with a lot of practice."
"What if I don't want to practice?" Tang Wan chewed a cherry tomato, the sweet and sour juice bursting in her mouth, "Can we go to the hospital and ask the doctor to transplant your throat to me?"
"You're too lazy to practice your singing skills, but you're not afraid of using a knife?"
"Alas, it seems that the position of the contemporary queen has lost another strong competitor."
"How shameless!"
Da Lei Yujie took a brief one-minute break and then sang the second song, Hins Cheung's "The Kiss Is Too Real", a rhythmic R&B sentimental pop song.
Da Lei Yujie’s performance style varies for songs of different styles.
When singing "Li Xianglan", she closed her eyes and immersed herself in the song, taking herself as the origin and radiating her emotions outwards to infect the customers.
While singing "The Kiss Is Too Real", he used body movements to interact with the customers in the audience.
Tang Wan’s playlist included the song "The Kiss Is Too Real". It was a rare opportunity to come across a familiar song, so she stood up decisively and sang along.
The same is true for the third and fourth songs, "Flammable and Explosive" and "Aurora".
After singing three songs in a row, Tang Wan vented out the fatigue accumulated from this week's study and work in a half-shouting, half-singing way, just like a river that had been silted up for many years was suddenly dredged one day, and the whole person felt refreshed.
"Huh!" Tang Wan picked up the cup and took a sip of juice. "I haven't experienced something so refreshing in a long time! Yelling is indeed the best way to release stress!"
"Really? As long as you're happy."
"Hubby, why does your voice sound so weak?"
Tang Wan turned her head and what she saw was a face that had been locked up by a strong man dozens of times and was struggling on the verge of death.
"Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Wan put her hand on Lu You's forehead, looking concerned.
"I'm fine." Lu You forced out a dying smile, "It's just that someone scratched the blackboard with his fingernails next to my ear for more than ten minutes. I'll be fine after a break."
Tang Wan could hear the meaning behind Lu You's words. She pouted and pushed him away. "What? I've heard myself sing before. It's not as bad as you say!"
"You're using the bathroom brand reverb, right? Try recording with your phone and singing it a cappella?"
"I'm warning you. If you step on me like this again, I'll be furious with you!"
"I surrender."
Sister Da Lei chatted with the customers in the audience, thanked them for their support, and informed them that due to special reasons, the next show would require a long waiting time and the stage would be temporarily idle. Customers who were interested could come up and perform without any additional charge.
When Tang Wan heard this, she immediately became excited.
"Hubby, go!"
"Where?"
"Go on stage and perform."
"No." Lu You folded his arms, leaned his upper body back, and leaned against the back of the sofa. "I come here for a midnight snack, and not only do I have to pay the boss, but I also have to provide entertainment. Are you crazy, or am I crazy?"
Just as Lu You understood Tang Wan's character, Tang Wan also knew Lu You's temperament.
Lu You acts with purpose in mind. If you want to motivate him to do something, the best way is to give him enough benefits or a necessary reason.
Tang Wan currently has no benefits, but she has a reason.
"Just as compensation for the delayed birthday present?"
After weighing the pros and cons, Lu You really couldn't bear to refuse Tang Wan, so he could only sigh and get up from the sofa.
"I'll make it clear in advance that I'll only sing one song."
"Thank you, husband. You are so nice to me!" Tang Wan threw herself into Lu You's arms and rubbed him affectionately.
Lu You raised the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand and gently placed it on Tang Wan's head, stroking it twice, and said: "Tell me, which song do you want to listen to?"
"I'm not picky, as long as it's JJ's."
"Okay, sit here and wait for me."
There is some distance from the current position to the counter next to the stage.
Lu You took a little time to complete the journey and also decided on the song he would sing on stage.
"Hello, I want to go on stage and sing a song."
The lady at the counter put on a professional smile and said, "Okay, do you need a musical instrument for me?"
Lu You looked at the door frame on the side. There was a curtain in the middle blocking it, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.
"Do you have a piano?"
"Sorry, the piano needs to be booked in advance before it can be transported to the stage. Can an electronic keyboard be used instead?"
"Thank you, it's no trouble."
Although the fingerings of the piano and the electronic keyboard are interchangeable and the key positions are basically the same, Lu You has never touched an electronic keyboard before, so there is no need to force himself to learn it.
"You're welcome. What song would you like to sing? I can help you find the accompaniment."
"I want the original version of JJ Lin's "A Delicate Story"."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The waitress operated the computer for a while, and then handed Lu You a silver microphone and an unopened microphone cover.
"When you get on stage, give me a sign and I'll play the accompaniment."
"it is good."
Lu You took the microphone and microphone cover, assembled them together, and went on stage.
The lights were evenly spread, and the customers who had originally gathered around the stage had dispersed and returned to their seats.
There was no atmosphere to create, and the only one who showed up to support the event was Tang Wan, who was sitting in her seat and waving enthusiastically, looking like a fool.
But Lu You didn't care at all, because his only listener was Tang Wan.
After a quick test of the microphone, Lu You took the phone in his hand, looked up the lyrics he had prepared in advance, raised the microphone and shook it twice.
The accompaniment sounds.
As the piano solo reached his ears, Lu You began to build up his emotions.
"A Delicate Story" is a mediocre and unpopular song among JJ Lin's many musical works, and is not widely sung.
But Tang Wan liked it from the bottom of her heart and often played it wherever she wanted, including in the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, etc. Lu You also listened to it many times.
After listening to it for a while, Lu You didn't have much feeling about it except that it was nice to listen to, enjoyable to listen to, and had a catchy melody.
But after accompanying Tang Wan on a tour of Oxford University, that feeling came back all of a sudden.
Whenever I listen to this song, it’s as if an oil painting depicting a classical European street unfolds before my eyes, and the romantic atmosphere fills my face.
After the nearly forty-second prelude ended and the main song began, Lu You's emotions were just right.
【Lights, shadows, street crowds, who is attracted by whom
Window sill wind chimes I play the piano for you in the cafe
……
……
I continue to play the piano for you and explain fate
Gone with the wind.
Gone with the wind】
The whole song lasts three minutes and thirty-four seconds, and the vocal part is more than two minutes at most. The completion rate is about 80 to 90 percent, which Lu You thinks is pretty good.
There were a few French sentences inserted in the middle of the song, but Lu You had never practiced pronunciation seriously, so he could only speak them nonsense.
Lu You walked off the stage and handed the microphone back to the waitress.
"Thank you."
"You sing very well. Are you interested in singing another song?" the waitress asked with a smile.
"No thanks, I never do business at a loss."
Lu You didn't stay long and left.
Return to your original seat.
Lu You pinched Tang Wan's cheek and asked, "How is it? Does it sound good?"
Tang Wan nodded repeatedly and praised generously.
"It sounded so good, I almost let it slip!"
Lu You paused and pretended not to hear.
"Did you enjoy it?"
“It was a great pleasure!”
"go home now?"
"it is good!"
Pay the bill and leave the store.
The two stood close to each other on the side of the road, with cars whizzing past from time to time.
Tang Wan lowered her head, staring at the two huge mountains on her chest. She seemed to be in a daze, but in fact she reached out her hand silently.
First, he grabbed Lu You's thumb, then his palm, then adjusted the position little by little, separated the fingers, passed the five fingers over, and finally interlocked his ten fingers.
Lu You did not resist at all, and was too lazy to resist.
My girlfriend takes the initiative to get close to me, there is no reason to refuse.
"Have you finished your publicity plan?"
It took two or three seconds for Tang Wan to come back to her senses.
"Ah? Are you asking me?"
"No, I'm asking a ghost."
Tang Wan hit Lu You's shoulder with her forehead to hide her embarrassment.
"I just submitted the document tonight. I don't know if it has been approved yet."
"How did you feel when you did something like this for the first time? Did you feel a sense of accomplishment?"
Tang Wan raised her head and took in the gray night sky.
"It's more of a feeling of relief! Like when I was in primary school, I would come home on weekends and put down my schoolbag which weighed dozens of kilograms. I felt more relaxed than ever before."
"It's okay. Once you have written more proposals and have a good understanding of the route, you won't have this feeling later."
"Now I just hope the plan can be passed in one go."
"Don't worry, I'll get it back to you."
"Why? Is my plan not working well?"
"Because one of the great pleasures of life is to torture other people."
Tang Wan wanted to ask a few more questions when a black SUV stopped in front of them.
"Let's go, the car is here."
……
noon the next day.
Tang Wan was sitting on the bed, just about to lie down to make up for the sleep she lost last night, when she saw the WeChat message sent by Qin Que and she felt terrible.
[Deputy Minister: I have marked out for you the areas where the plan needs improvement.]
[Deputy Minister: Please revise it and send it to me as soon as possible. I want to see it before 5pm.]
"Asking people to work on the weekends, how can they rest? Whoever wants to do it can do it, I don't care!"
Tang Wan threw her phone aside and lay down to sleep.
Before she could turn over twice, Tang Wan suddenly sat up, took her cell phone, got out of bed, and walked towards the computer room with a dark face.
(End of this chapter)