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Chapter 288

Chapter 288 White Matter

"you--"

Li Qingning couldn't help but laugh on her shoulder. Her husband always had such high opinions, and she really accepted it.

Jiang Yang was very serious, "Really, Hong Shan said it."

Hong Shan said that when he formed a band with Shitou, he let Shitou and the others fool him into playing bass, and then - he was responsible for welding wires, repairing speakers, stands, and effectors in the band. During the performance, he was responsible for

When it comes to tuning, I have to stand up and do some street dancing to warm up the place during the quiet period. As for playing bass, that's something I just do casually.

After Li Qingning laughed, he couldn't help but sigh.

What Jiang Yang said is not bad.

Bassists are indeed a very embarrassing presence in domestic bands. In terms of girlfriends, the drummer has one girlfriend, the guitarist has two girlfriends, and the lead singer has four girlfriends. As for the bassist - he only has a hand.

Ordinary people can hear that there are very few basses in the arrangements, which leads to even fewer people playing this instrument. Those who are not satisfied with playing the instrument want to study professionally, and there are very few people who want to study professionally and have ideas. Those who have ideas join the band.

There are even pitifully few.

Finally, I met a big fool and went in. I was most afraid of meeting the lead singer who didn't understand anything and said: "You should all fucking listen to me."

Then, because the bass player is not good enough, the status of the bass in domestic bands is very useless. Without it, the whole music will be empty. Without the bass, many people think that the bass player is just a scratch.

I can't do anything except boom boom boom boom, and oh, yes, I can also get takeout, which leads to fewer people learning and playing bass, and the cycle goes on and on.

As a result, I can only trick a half-way monk into playing bass.

Of course, as a musician, Li Qingning knows how powerful a good bass player is.

A good bass player can still be very coquettish. If he is more awesome than the lead singer, he will criticize the lead singer. If he is not as good as the lead singer, he will just play with the drummer. Anyway, if the bassist is coquettish, then women will have no problem.

For the entire band, the bass is as important as the connection between trains.

The drum is a noise instrument and has no pitch. It is difficult to integrate the pitched guitar and drums when playing together. At this time, a bass is needed: giving the bass drum a pitch and turning the drum into an instrument with pitch.

Wrap the bass drum to support the guitar.

Back to this band rehearsal.

Li Qingning could tell that the drummer of this band was not good and the rhythm was unstable, which made it difficult for the bass to cooperate. The chain reaction was that the rhythm guitar could not be integrated, resulting in an uncomfortable rhythm to the entire piece.

The answer to the question Li Qingning just asked is drum.

Drums are very important.

Whether it was fun or not, half of it was on the drums.

Meng Zhangfei's drum was not stable, so he was naturally discouraged. He still had to practice with the metronome, this was a basic skill.

The band stopped again.

The lead singer looked for the rhythm guitar and said that the rhythm was wrong and he couldn't even tune it in even if he wanted to sing.

The rhythm guitar was also wronged, so I asked for the bass. The bass felt that I was wronged even more. It was obvious that the bass drum was played early, and a few people started arguing.

The uncles and aunties next to me were all looking very happy.

This band has been rehearsing for several days, and it is almost rare to see them sing in full.

Grandpas and aunties still don’t know what this song is, they just know it’s very noisy.

But this doesn't stop them from watching.

People in this band get into arguments every now and then, which is really fun.

"What's going on? What's going on? Master Mao has given us the score. We don't have to pick it up. It saves us so many things. Why can't this song be arranged well?!"

"At this level, why should we participate in the Pomelo Music Festival? Let's break up as soon as possible."

"What are you doing in such a hurry! What are you doing! What are you doing! You can't catch the Spring Festival travel train!"

"Why don't you say he's late! My drums are all in the Sahara, but his bass is still playing dog in the Pacific Ocean."

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Yang pulled Li Qingning in and stopped them, "Why are you arguing? If you continue to argue, we will sell tickets. You can't watch the skit in vain."

"Jiangyang."

The four quarrelsome people stopped and greeted Li Qingning again.

Shitou is now watching the theater because Teacher Wen is watching, so he came over to play the guest role as rhythm guitarist.

Then Hong Shan is the bassist.

The third brother is the lead singer. He hurriedly said: "Let's stop arguing and let Master Ning give us some advice."

"Yep."

The drummer suddenly stood up.

The arrangement of this song was written by Li Qingning, so Li Qingning is very familiar with the rhythm and melody of the song. She pointed out their shortcomings one by one in the paragraph just now, and finally mentioned Meng Zhang Fei——

"you--"

Li Qingning thought for a while, this basic skill must be practiced, not just explained, "Let me demonstrate it again."

She rolled up her sleeves and walked over.

"well."

The third brother hurriedly agreed, and the big devil demonstrated it in person, which flattered them. He hurriedly greeted Meng Zhangfei, "Go and replace your broken chair and push the height-adjustable chair in the ticket office - forget it, I

Go ahead."

Meng Zhangfei's hands are often sweaty, and the old drum stick is greasy.

The third brother was afraid of neglecting Master Ning and asked them to wait, so he sneaked into the ticket room of the small theater, and then the voice of child Zhang Zhu came: "What are you doing, my chair, I still have to do my homework! Hey,

What are you doing with my wipes—"

The third brother ignored her.

Zhang Zhu could only chase after her, "Don't disturb me while I'm doing my homework. School is about to start."

When she saw Jiang Yang and Li Qingning, she stopped being reluctant to the third brother and came over to say hello.

After the third brother changed the chair, he still wiped the drumsticks with wet wipes. Jiang Yang suddenly felt that the third brother was really good. He would write a song for them another day. This style of song could only be sung by the third brother.

, because Li Qingning can’t sing.

Meng Zhangfei told the third brother to stop working.

He has new drum sticks here. He just bought them. He planned to use them during performances. He hoped they would bring him good luck.

Third brother: "I didn't tell you earlier."

He took the bag and handed it over.

Zhang Zhu took it, opened the bag, and peeled off the sealing paper.

Meng Zhangfei felt distressed.

Here, Li Qingning handed his bag to Jiang Yang, took Zhang Zhu's drumstick, sat on the chair, and adjusted his position.

She asked: "The suona section——"

In the song "Xian'er", Li Qingning placed the suona alone in the front.

This piece of suona is very classic. If you put it in the front, for an unknown band, as soon as the suona sounds, it can suppress all the sounds and let everyone focus on the band.

Zhang Zhu: "I'm coming!"

She went to the ticket office and took out the suona.

Jiang Yang was surprised: "You can still do this?"

Zhang Zhu said: "Of course."

When she was in elementary school, she wanted to learn a musical instrument, but taking classes was too expensive. Then her father came up with a bad idea. Their neighbor was a suona player at her grandfather's previous workplace, so they asked Zhang Zhu to learn suona from the old man.

David Zhang was still very proud: "Isn't this also a musical instrument?"

Jiang Yang felt something was wrong. This was not a musical instrument, but a magical instrument.

Zhang Zhu is not a good student, and although she can't play it well now, she can still play the suona in front of the song "Xian'er" after practicing it for a while.

She looked at Li Qingning: "I'm here."

Li Qingning nodded.

Zhang Zhu blew the sound.

Jiang Yang could only say that he should make do with Zhang Zhu, as he was a bit unskilled and stumbling.

The only advantage is that it is still being adjusted.

But uncles and aunts don’t think so.

Jiang Yang heard the aunt behind him murmuring that the little girl was not bad at boasting and seemed to be getting things done for nothing.

When Zhang Zhu was stumbling and blowing.

Li Qingning kept listening with her lips pursed, looking for that rhythm point, and then slowly raised her hands. When she was approaching that point, she did not forget to turn the drumsticks with her hands in a cool way, and then hit the two drums vigorously.

A tom head, and the bass drum keeps up—

Bass and rhythm guitar were added at the same time.

Boom!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The aunts, who were still discussing trivial matters, were suddenly frightened.

Their eyes widened.

This is not for nothing.

This is a scam!

Xian'er, second-hand rose.

(End of chapter)


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