Gao Ningning held a green plastic thermos in his left hand and a green mesh bag in his right hand, which contained several neatly stacked gray stainless steel lunch boxes. He walked through the corridor with a green waistline and arrived at the door of the recording studio at the end of the building.
As soon as I put the kettle on and opened the door, I was greeted by a turbid smell that was mostly cigarette smoke. These old smokers couldn't do their job without puffing away, and the sound-absorbing panels in the recording studio were all smoked yellow.
The conditions in the room were simple, with only a tattered double sofa on which Lao Hou was lying down and taking a nap. He was a tall man and couldn't stretch his legs, so he used his knee sockets to press the armrests of the sofa.
"Old man, the meal is here."
Gao Ningning put the net bag on the table and took out the lunch box from inside. The shepherd didn't say anything, and just lay there and continued to take a nap.
At this moment, Wang Xinbo, who had just washed his face, walked in while shaking his wet hands, "Is the meal here? I want fried dumplings."
Gao Ningning looked disgusted, "Don't swing your hands around, it's so dirty."
"I just washed my hands, how could they be dirty?" Wang Xinbo said forcefully. This man looked unattractive, and he was a bit annoying after washing his hands and throwing them around, but there was something on his resume that had to be mentioned.
In 1979, he and a group of students from the International School of Foreign Languages formed the first rock band "Wanli Mawang" in Tuguokekao, specializing in covering songs of European and American bands led by The Beatles.
This incident proves two points.
First, the seeds of culture are most likely to germinate among students, and the seeds of foreign culture are most likely to germinate among students learning foreign languages.
Second, whether a person's resume is brilliant or not has nothing to do with whether he can dry his hands well.
As we all know, due to various reasons, rock music in Rabbit Country started very late, or in other words, pop culture itself started very late.
Just a few years after Deng Lijun got rid of the accusation of having a mediocre sound, another singer named Su Rui, sometimes called Su Bing, brought a completely different listening experience to Deng Lijun.
Wang Xinbo's Wanli Mawang, for the rock music of the Rabbit Country, is at best a small bud, not even a sapling. With the end of the relatively free college life, the members have returned to the right path of life and have their own plans.
Disbanded on the way out.
Only Wang Xinbo still had a music-related job. He first worked as a stage sound engineer in the state-owned song and dance troupe, and was later transferred as a sound engineer.
His Wanlimawang had nothing original and left no works worth mentioning. As the band disbanded, only the name remained as proof of its existence.
It’s not quite accurate to say this. It should be said that the name itself is their most noteworthy work.
Wang Xinbo has always felt that their band has made a contribution, which is to tell the people behind that there is a road ahead that no one has traveled yet. We have heard from people who have walked this road that the scenery on the road is beautiful, so
Decided to go for a walk.
Although we only walked a short distance, maybe only ten meters, what we saw was something new and unprecedented. Not only that, we also vaguely saw the light coming from this road.
Since there is light, it proves that this is not a dead end.
The light and drizzle that came out of the mesh nourished a few rock buds after the Wanli Horse King. More and more people walked this road gradually. From the first ten meters, we walked to a
One hundred meters and two hundred meters.
Until this year, a young man named Cui Jian sang a song "Nothing" at the International Year of Peace 100 Singers Concert. He panted and ran all the way, surpassing those who have been exploring this road so far.
everything of.
Wang Xinbo did not become a hero in front of the stage, so he kept his rock and roll dream in his heart and became a person who worked behind the scenes, forging and polishing equipment for the heroes.
"Are you eating stir-fried dumplings again?" Hou Muren got up from the sofa at some point and walked over to Wang Xinbo's lunch box to take a look. "Eating stir-fried dumplings every day makes the recording studio smell bad."
Unlike Wang Xinbo, who has a face that is popular among workers, Lao Hou looks quite stylish, especially his beard, which makes him look like an artist. I heard that little girls like this style.
The only thing that is a pity is that recently I have started to lose hair on my forehead, my forehead is shiny, and I look older. Don't look at me, I am only about thirty now.
Hou Muren was admitted to the state-owned song and dance troupe in 1978. In 1980, he initiated a plan to form a male quartet of the state-owned song and dance troupe. He first adapted folk songs, and then emerged as a composer.
The year after Hou Muren joined the group, Wang Xinbo formed the first rock band in mainland China. The genres were different when he entered the industry, and it seemed that there would be no in-depth interactions between them from now on.
As a result, Laohou once went to watch a football match. After winning the match, the crowd was excited. Everyone rushed out of the stadium and ran to a large square, singing "The sea sails with the helmsman" in unison.
When I heard it, I thought, holy shit, are all the composers from the Rabbit Kingdom dead?
Therefore, I was determined to make songs that could be sung at this time, and over and over again, I fell into the arms of rock music and Wang Xinbo's recording studio, and became one of the heroes who gave his equipment to Wang Xinbo forging and polishing.
"I won't eat it tomorrow... I'll change my mouth." Wang Xinbo said as he put the fried pimples into his mouth.
The old man was too lazy to answer the question, so he picked up the steamed bun and took a bite.
"Hey," Wang Xinbo finished eating the stir-fried dumplings, stretched out his mouth that smelled of mutton, and asked him, "do you know about those Japanese people that Cao Ping mentioned came to choose female singers?"
"I don't know." Laohou replied in a muffled voice, not bothering to pay attention to his smelly mouth and continued to chew the buns.
Cao Ping is a young tour guide. He likes rock music. He has formed a band of his own. He has a good relationship with Cui Jian. He speaks English very well and is familiar with some foreign students. He often gets some rare tapes from foreigners.
Turntable or something.
This time, I don’t know how I got connected with these Japanese people.
Wang Xinbo then muttered, "I heard Cao Ping say that they are holding some kind of World Women's Rock Music Festival, and they want to select some female rock singers from us and bring them to Japan to sing."
"Going to sing in Japan?" Gao Ningning interrupted, "Going abroad?"
These days, going abroad is a big deal. In the courtyard where Gao Ningning lives, there are family members who go to Japan to work, and the scenery is not good. How developed Japan is, and how many rare things there are, which may not be the case if you see it with your own eyes.
, but hearing it in his ears, Gao Ningning was dazzled.
"What about female rock music? We haven't even become popular in rock music yet, so how can we distinguish between men and women?" When Wang Xinbo said this, he felt unhappy and cursed.
The ones who are not interested are not the Japanese who are here to choose female rock singers, but the Rabbit Country Rock that cannot prosper.
She has won gold medals in the Olympics, so why can’t she even produce a female rock singer who can participate in music festivals?
At the same time, I thought to myself, if I let a male singer go, I would have to fight for that guy Cui Jian no matter what. But when it comes to singing abroad, it has to be elevated to representing the country. This guy is already a thorn in the side at home. Who knows what’s going on above?
Let the person go or not.
The rock and roll of Rabbit Country is dancing with shackles...
After finishing one steamed bun, Lao Hou picked up another steamed bun. After chewing two in a row, he stood up and said, "Isn't it a female rock singer? There are some, so why aren't they?"
"Where?" Wang Xinbo was frightened by his speech.
Lao Hou said: "Look for it now." After saying that, he picked up the wrinkled coat that was lying on the sofa and put it on, and walked out. Wang Xinbo held it in for a while, and then said "Fuck!"
