Chapter 181 How many people know me
“Awesome!!!”
“Lu Yao is awesome!!!!”
“Wei Qianqian!!!”
"Xu Ruochen!!!!!!"
After the singing ended, the audience shouted everyone's names.
Lin Miaoyun was also not to be outdone and started calling Mr. Xu's name, and her voice was not quiet.
Xu Ruochen naturally heard it.
But looking at his little mother standing up and waving her arms wildly, she felt a little embarrassed, and there was a trace of embarrassment on her face.
"Haha."
Lu Yao's voice sounded:
"Thank you, thank you everyone, well, today's performance is over..."
The audience was stunned.
Then bursts of laughter:
"Hahahaha..."
Lu Yao also followed the music and waved his hand:
"Just kidding... Well, thank you again for coming to the performance of our No Survivor Band. Today, in addition to the two classic tracks, including "Flowers", we have prepared a total of seven songs. It's all us The band’s own original creations, these songs may be unfamiliar, but... I still hope you will like them.”
Or, he nodded slightly to Wei Qianqian next to him.
The meaning can begin.
Then, the piano melody resounded.
On the big screen behind Lu Yao, a line of words lit up:
【Guo Yuanchao】
Lyrics/Music: No One Survived
There is no such thing as "the lyrics are far away, the music is far away", he put everything into the band.
We are a whole.
Each has its own division of labor.
Then there is no distinction between them.
Soon, following a line of words on the big screen behind, Lu Yao's deep voice sounded:
"You said you knew, their world..."
"Three tragic songs, buy everything."
"Buy Kunlun and settle down. Penglai frees your mind, buys people's disputes, brews soup..."
They have never heard of the new song.
So there is no humming along like "Flowers".
But this did not prevent the audience from enjoying the song with their hearts content in the already heated atmosphere.
Today is Fuhua's on-campus performance, and to be more realistic, these top students, regardless of liberal arts or science, have their own aesthetics for the products of artistic classification.
When one line after another of the lyrics produced by Liu Mingze appeared on the screen behind, even though the melody of the song was very slow, everyone could taste it...a very traditional "rock" flavor.
Rock and roll is not just restless singing.
Likewise, it requires more thinking.
It comes from the band's self-thinking about the world and certain things.
And the song "Guo Yuanchao"...
"The lyrics are very profound, aren't they, Lao Xu."
After hearing his wife's words, Xu Guojun looked at a large section of lyrics on the screen and nodded slightly:
"Hmm...who wrote it?"
Lin Miaoyun turned to Xu Ruochu and whispered a few words.
After Xu Ruochu responded, she leaned into Xu Guojun's ear again:
"It was written by this kid Lu Yao. He wrote the lyrics and composed the music for these seven songs."
Xu Guojun nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the top line of the screen.
"Guo Yuanchao, lyrics and music: No one survived"
His eyes moved slightly, just a little distracted.
But at this moment...
"Actually! You and I are the same!!!"
The originally low-pitched song instantly became high-pitched again.
It's like a roar, but it is perfectly pressed into and implemented into the melody of this song.
Amidst the equally manic guitar sounds, the boy in a suit put his hands behind his back, bowed slightly, and put his head close to the microphone:
"You will be forgotten eventually! Guo Yuanchao~~~Your disease is the same as mine~it’s hard to pull off love and marriage, but it’s hard to separate and reunite~"
"Layer~lou will eventually mislead the boy~freedom will lead to chaos for the rest of his life~~~"
“You and I, if we don’t meet in front of the mountain, don’t meet behind the mountain~~~~~”
The high-pitched voice seemed to be fighting, completely clearing away the haze of the original low voice.
A sense of pleasure from the soul came with the singing, making people cheer unconsciously:
"Oh!!!!!!"
"Guo Yuanchao", which has a low first half and a high pitched second half, immediately gained a group of people who fell in love with this song.
"Bai Yao, have they performed this song?"
Among the women's volleyball team from Jiaotong University who were invited to watch the performance, the girl sitting next to her subconsciously grabbed Bai Yao's arm and asked.
"Not yet."
Bai Yao shook his head.
He looked at Lu Yao with his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered without blinking.
In her eyes, Lu Yao's movements at this moment had a literary expression.
"Who Killed Mockingbird".
Although I don’t know what other people will think when they hear this song.
But in her eyes, this was Lu Yao's expression.
So cryptic.
But...
Surging vividness.
In fact, from the first time she heard the song "Guo Yuanchao", she had thought about what he was expressing with the lyrics.
I had many thoughts in my mind.
But she never went to Lu Yao to seek answers.
She feels that the beauty of art lies here.
Artists express art.
The appreciator tries to understand.
Then, through your own understanding, you can blend in with the creative artist in your soul.
And this moment.
She felt...that her heart was integrated with the artist on the stage.
Looking at him with his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered, he looked like he was dead and silent.
She got it.
After I understood this song, I was crazy about taking this song and this art as my own, and this was how I was born.
Perhaps she didn't even realize that at this moment... she was no different from Aunt Bai, "that crazy woman" in Hu Li's words.
But...
Who cares?
At least she doesn't care.
In his cold eyes, obsession gradually filled him.
Possessiveness is growing.
Like wildfire.
……
"Wow, wow..."
Amidst the applause, the song "Guo Yuanchao" came to an end.
Xu Gongzi, who even sang solo with harmonies, had a cheerful smile on his face.
Listening to the shouts of the audience, he was completely entertained.
Comfortable.
So comfortable...
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yao bent down and picked up a bottle of water from the ground.
After unscrewing it, he took a sip and said into the microphone:
"Huh...thank you. Thank you all for this song "Guo Yuanchao", I hope you like it."
"Like it!!!"
Mr. Xu heard his mother's voice again.
"Xu Ruochen is so handsome!!!"
"..."
Mr. Xu's face turned red instantly.
And more and more viewers also saw the nymphomaniac with her hands raised... the big sister.
Mom, you...
Amidst his embarrassment, Lu Yao chuckled:
"Ha... Then, the third song is also our original work. "Once Upon a Time", for everyone... Sound teacher, I'm sorry to bother you."
The accompaniment they used for this song was Wu Mengqi's.
"Once Upon a Time" is not a rock song, but it sounds good. Therefore, if the band wants to perform live, they must rely on the accompaniment that has been prepared.
When the sound of tightening the clockwork sounded, Wei Qianqian also walked out from the keyboard.
Lu Yao turned around, smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Crack!"
The two high-fived each other and completed the exchange of positions.
Lu Yao also retreated to the backup microphone on the side.
He unbuttoned his suit and whistled into the microphone while everyone looked at him with some confusion.
Whistling and brisk melody sounded at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, different from the voice full of life blooming, the voice with a somewhat sweet texture, paired with the face of the talented piano girl like the bright moon, captivated everyone together:
"I heard that Snow White is running away~"
"Little Red Riding Hood is worried about the Big Bad Wolf~"
"I heard that the Mad Hatter likes Alice~"
"The ugly duckling will turn into a white swan~"
This girl, who has participated in various piano competitions since she was a child, won awards, and has extremely rich performance experience, does not show any stage fright even if it is her first time to officially stand in front of the spotlight as a singer.
Some of them are just linked with a light smile and playfulness.
And under this playful smile, the lyrics are full of childlike interest and innocence.
"There is always a colorful river meandering in the fairy tale town~~~"
When the chorus sounded, it was obviously the first time I heard it, but after hearing this beautiful singing, the cheers with a bit of nymphomaniacal meaning flowed instinctively in the entire Fuhua auditorium:
"Wow..."
"Listen well."
"Wow, wow..."
The faint applause quickly dissipated.
Because... no one wants to miss this song because of applause or cheers.
This... is an extremely beautiful song.
Wei Qianqian was like a fairy coming out of a fairy tale, waving the fairy wand and performing magic in front of everyone.
It brought everyone into the dreamland full of childlike fun, surrounded by warmth, and they had a good swim.
So much so that when the second chorus came, some of the more talented audience members started singing along:
"There is always a colorful river meandering in the fairy tale town."
"The perverse atmosphere of magic but twists and turns in love~"
And Lu Yao's freehand and light whistle also started playing.
It's just... so enjoyable.
……
"Ah!!!"
"Wei Qianqian, I like you!!!"
"Hahahaha..."
"La la la la la la..."
When the song "Once Upon a Time" ended, listening to the confessions of the audience, the school beauty Luo Luo made a princess gift generously:
"Thank you."
The wolves howled again.
But she didn't leave, but turned to look at Lu Yao:
"Hey, have you whistled enough?"
Lu Yao spread his hands and said into the microphone:
"Then you have to ask them if they have heard enough."
“Didn’t hear enough!!!”
"Still listening!!!" "Not enough!!!"
The audience immediately began to boo.
Wei Qianqian seemed a little helpless and puffed up her face:
"Hurry up."
"What?"
"Sing!"
"Do you want to hear me sing, or her?"
Following Lu Yao's question, the scene immediately became chaotic.
Most boys call Wei Qianqian:
"Go down!"
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
"Wei Qianqian!!"
"Go away!!!!"
“I want to hear Qianqian singing!!!”
But the girl is not happy:
"Lu Yao!!"
"Let's listen to Lu Yao!!!"
Both sides were noisy, but Lu Yao and Wei Qianqian laughed out loud at the same time:
"Ha. How about we sing together?"
"emmm...Okay."
"Okay, then I'll give this song "Youth of Violation" to everyone."
This bridge section... was designed by Zhao Hang.
At first, Lu Yao and Wei Qianqian felt awkward.
But let's not talk about it... put it at the performance site, and the effect was surprisingly good.
So, returning to the rock style "Youth of Violation", the two people's tacit singing of "Can you forgive me" to each other, which complemented each other, sounded at the same time.
Now everyone finally understood.
In this band, Lu Yao is not the only lead singer.
The keyboard player's singing voice... is also surprisingly good.
These two people.
Whether it’s the degree of tacit understanding or the degree of compatibility of standing together...
At least at this moment, it deserves four words:
“A match made in heaven.”
After singing the song "Transgressed Youth", Wei Qianqian also returned to her keyboard position amid the boys' lingering nostalgia.
Immediately afterwards, the melody of "Anhe Bridge" sounded.
Entrance and exit of the auditorium.
Chen Pu, who came quietly at some unknown time, sighed to Wu Mengqi, who was also walking together:
"Rock, pop, folk...the three styles are all blended in without any differences. I finally understand why you put your heart and soul into these children's albums for nothing."
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But Wu Mengqi did not respond to him, but raised his finger:
"Shh, listen, it's coming."
What did Chen Puxin say?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a melodious piano sound that made my scalp numb.
This is...
Morin fiddle?
He could have looked towards the stage.
Trying to find the shadow of the performer.
But...no.
There are no dedicated Morin Khuur players.
So he quickly set his sights on Wei Qianqian.
Looking at the girl's non-stop playing keyboard... with the numbing sensation on his scalp, he couldn't help but complain:
"Can't you find a morinouqur player?"
Wu Mengqi rolled his eyes:
"My search speed is not as fast as their recording speed. I haven't finished the fourth song of this album, but they have already released it live. What can I do?"
"..."
Chen Pu was speechless.
I stood there for a while, until the song ended, and then, amidst the cheers, I shook my head and sighed:
"You are really...talented."
Overflowing?
Wu Mengqi sighed helplessly.
Where is Hengyi?
It's almost overwhelming.
While thinking about it, he looked at Lu Yao who was looking up to drink water.
This big boy is a combination of lyrics, music and arrangement.
Tsk tsk tsk...
He obviously has a terrifying talent in the field of music, but his mind is not on it.
It's simply...a waste of natural resources.
Oh yes, although he felt a little embarrassed to tell it, he also knew from Lu Yao that the original character was pronounced TIAN...
It can be regarded as an increase in knowledge.
……
Nine songs, now more than half have passed quietly.
Only the last three songs were left.
The closing song "Hotel California", the song "Chasing Dreams", and the song "Know Me".
At this time, Lu Yao, who had already drank a whole bottle of water, said:
"The next song...it's called "Know Me"..."
When he heard Lu Yao's words, Wu Mengqi came next to Chen Pu:
"Old Chen, watch."
"...What?"
Chen Pu asked subconsciously.
Just listen to what my old friend said word for word:
"The song that best reflects this child's talent in lyrics and music... is here."
Chen Pu was stunned.
Isn't it enough to say "Guo Yuanchao" in your heart?
Best expression?
On the stage, Lu Yao had already started "reciting poetry".
"Have you heard of that poem?"
While he was speaking, Wei Qianqian's piano music sounded quietly in the background.
Amid the audience's expectations, Lu Yao recited word by word:
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and isolated."
As soon as he started, he didn’t need to be reminded. The group of top students in the audience just responded on their own:
"Look at the charming city, then look at the charming country."
"I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country, no matter how rare a beautiful woman is."
"No, no, no, no."
Although they read it correctly, Lu Yao waved his hand.
Said in the piano sound:
"I would rather not know the beauty of a beautiful city or a beautiful country... a close friend is the most rare thing!"
While speaking, he glanced in Xu Ruochen's direction.
Accompanied by the phrase "a close friend is the rarest thing", the sounds of guitar, bass, and drums sounded at the same time.
The restlessness unique to rock and roll emerges.
However, the subtitles on the big screen quietly changed the font.
Originally, in order for everyone to see clearly, Microsoft Yahei was used, with white text on a black background.
But at this time, the screen showed a faint white color, with a freehand landscape painting on the edge.
One person plays the piano and the other goes boating.
Large stretches of blank space in the distant mountains, starting from the right and going to the left, are accompanied by Lu Yao's singing in elegant official script, and the lyrics emerge word by word like splashes of ink.
"The moon sets on the river with wrinkled eyes, and the river is full of clear dreams, but there are no night birds and sad songs..."
Huh?
Yu Kun was a little surprised and looked at Liu Mingze subconsciously.
"What did you do?"
"Hmm."
Liu Mingze, who felt so happy listening to this LIVE, looked proud:
“Doesn’t it look good?”
"Yeah."
Yu Kun nodded in agreement.
Indeed, these lyrics match this background...
It tastes right.
……
"I leave the bright moon to recall the past, warm the wine and meet my close friends~ I would like to ask how many people in the world know me~"
In the manic rock, the lyrics full of Chinese style were sung by Lu Yao in a very freehand singing style.
And the people in the audience were amazed... I don’t know how many.
The people from the Jiaotong University Women's Volleyball Team were dumbfounded.
They listened, listened to the melody, and listened to Lu Yao singing.
While listening, also look at the lyrics.
Looking at the lyrics that are as eloquent as ancient prose and composed of splash-ink landscape paintings, I then understand the meaning in my mind.
At the same time, I was still trapped in a sense of contradiction.
Looking at the lyrics, it's like Boya Ziqi, high mountains meet flowing water, and close friends are hard to find.
But...
The problem is that this is rock and roll.
Singing Chinese style with rock music?
What do you think?
But...it sounds great!
Ahhhhh!
It sounds so good!
The contrast is too strong, and you can feel an amazing talent from the crowd.
It made their eyes look straight.
On the contrary, it was Bai Yao.
While the wildfire in her eyes was burning, her expression became calmer.
At this moment, she can only enjoy it.
It turns out... is this the rock version of "Know Me"?
In a trance, there seemed to be sword energy coming from the west.
He stabbed himself through with a sword.
That feeling of having a close friend... and the clear rhythm, especially the melody of "The lingering dream comes back and the song never plays again", when the guitar pushes it up little by little, that feeling comes from the soul. The trembling sensation gave her goosebumps from head to toe.
It's so pleasurable that consciousness is no longer clear.
Her eyes were locked, and her calm eyes began to become blurred.
But it was Lin Miaoyun who had the most straightforward reaction.
Her eyes widened in surprise. After reading all the lyrics carefully, she couldn't help but look at Xu Ruochu.
"Xiaochu."
"...Huh?"
Xu Ruochu, who was deeply intoxicated, subconsciously responded.
Then I heard my little mother’s sigh:
"Your boyfriend...is so talented."
"..."
Xu Ruochu was speechless.
But the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.
I would like to ask how many people in the world know me?
No need to have a few.
God knows.
Earth knows.
I know...
Just fine.
May I?
Looking at the people on the stage who were shining like stars, one after another light flashed through her eyes full of admiration and confusion.
(End of chapter)