After the band said goodbye to their grandma, the female high school student stood behind her grandma and said, "Grandma, who are they?"
"band."
The aunt looked at the retreating figures of Jiang Yang and the others and said, "A group of very good young men."
No money was collected in the end.
In the words of the third brother, this is a benefit given to their first fan.
"How did grandpa know them?"
The female high school student was very curious that a grandfather who gave him hawthorn pills all day long was more fashionable and cooler than her.
"Performing in a small square, your grandpa is their number one fan."
When Auntie saw Jiang Yang and the others waving before getting on the bus, she waved goodbye to them.
The car door is closed.
The female high school student regretted that she didn't get the man's contact information, but it didn't matter. The band was performing in a small square near her grandfather's house. As long as she went to see her grandma often, she would definitely be able to meet them, even after this afternoon.
The funeral's stamina is a bit strong.
It was quite quiet in the car, and no one spoke much.
Maybe the older you get, the more you feel about funerals and death.
After getting on the Third Ring Road, Zhuang Qi spoke and mentioned his next plan. He planned to find a bar for the band to sing in. It was all hard work on the spot. Only by performing more can he catch the exciting point.
Jiang Yang asked: "Will the auditions for the Pomelo Music Festival begin soon?"
Zhuang Qi said it was okay, "No delay."
After another moment of silence, Zhuang Qi asked Jiang Yang where he was going.
The band must have gone back to seize the time to rehearse.
Jiang Yang thought for a while and asked Zhuang Qi to drop him off at the entrance of a subway station while he went to the company.
Li Qingning has to accept an exclusive interview with a magazine today and shoot an advertisement for an internationally renowned cosmetics, so he can't take care of Jiang Yang.
"OK."
Zhuang Qi found a subway station entrance and put Jiang Yang down. After restarting the car, Shitou, who was driving in front of him, called and said that he had to go to Lao Sun's place. His guitar had a slight fret and there was noise.
I plan to go to a guitar store to pick one up.
This old Sun is also an old friend of Shitou.
The third brother remembered that there was a delicious restaurant next to Lao Sun, and the home-cooked dishes were very good, so he stopped by there for a meal.
"It's a pity that Jiang Yang has returned to the company."
Zhuang Qi said.
Otherwise, we can have a meal together.
Hong Shan: "How about calling Mr. Jiang back?"
"Forget it, it's a fly restaurant. The food is delicious but not necessarily clean." The third brother shook his head to prevent Jiang Yang from getting a bad stomach. "What should I tell the big devil later?"
Hong Shan complained: "Jiang Yang is like a strict wife."
Zhuang Qi: "Then you are wrong, you are afraid of the big devil."
The third brother thought for a while and said, "Don't tell me, it's really a little bit."
Take the last time the Big Devil gave them instructions in the small square, and treated them as if they were nodding as students. Now they have two songs written by the Big Devil. Thinking of the Big Devil makes them feel like they are randomly checking their homework.
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Zhuang Qi: "You guys, you have to thank Jiang Yang for the guidance from the Great Demon King."
They grew up in the same courtyard, and their younger sister was Li Qingning's good friend. Zhuang Qi knew Li Qingning very well.
She has her own world.
He is the kind of person who lives freely in his own world, does not want others to disturb him, and rarely disturbs others.
It can be said to be cold.
Li Qingning rarely does this kind of giving advice to others.
If it weren't for Jiang Yang, the Demon King would really be too lazy to pay attention.
"So that's the big devil."
Third brother said.
Only those who focus wholeheartedly on music can make truly good music.
Hong Shan was sitting in the back, and he put his head forward, "I called Jiang Yang back because I wanted to ask one thing."
"What?"
"Is "let it be" sung by the Big Devil?"
Hong Shan liked this song so much that he specially picked it up and played a section when he had nothing to do. Hong Shan suggested that Zhuang Qi also listen to it, "What kind of obstacles, difficulties, etc., suddenly became nothing."
Then you can’t get through it.”
The same goes for "Mr. Anonymous".
Zhuang Qi has listened to these two songs for a long time. The songs are good, but they are not symptomatic. In fact, his illness is that he does not get the attention of his relatives and friends, so he envies Jiang Yang the most. There is someone who pays attention to him all the time.
Wife.
Of course, Jiang Yang also always pays attention to his wife.
The two of them sent out lyrics here and a song there. Zhuang Qi thought that Jiang Yang's broken voice was not good enough. The pitch accuracy was almost the same as going to Antarctica to find polar bears. Otherwise, he would have been trained by the big devil to become a singer.
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"broken!"
Hong Shan suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I forgot to bring the vinyl record over and asked Jiang Yang to sign it."
If you can't get the Big Devil's signature, you can't get the signature of Mr. Anonymous?
The vinyl record of "Mr. Anonymous" is signed with the name of Mr. Anonymous. This piece can definitely be used as a family heirloom.
Third brother and the others think it makes sense.
They will also get a record for Jiang Yang to sign another day.
While they were talking, they arrived.
This old Sun's piano store is in an alley. It is inconspicuous. It is the size of a common barber shop on the roadside. The door is an iron door and is still closed. If it weren't for a guitar hanging on the window with curtains, I'm afraid it would be very difficult.
Few people know about this music store.
"What Lao Sun does is business with people in the circle."
Shi Shi took the guitar out of the car and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a short middle-aged man was startled. After recognizing Shitou and the others, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Good guys, with the way you are dressed, I thought you were going to send me away."
He stepped out of the way and let Shitou and the others in.
Inside the store there are warm yellow lights and rows of guitars hanging on the wall.
Then, in the quiet piano shop, "Simple Love" was playing, and the sound came from a record player.
"Oh."
Zhuang Qi listened for a while and felt that this vinyl record sounded different. "The sound quality is particularly good."
Shitou thought: "That's because your playback equipment is not good."
What does a vinyl record sound like?
Shitou said that if you want to listen to good sound quality, you have to listen to digital music such as CDs.
If the playback equipment can keep up, digital music will sound very clean, especially when listening to Big Devil's songs. The high signal-to-noise ratio of CDs can very well restore Big Devil's voice, and the sound quality is great.
Hong Shan asked Zhuang Qi not to listen to him.
Listening to music is about feeling.
Vinyl records have a loud noise floor, but they sound very airy and live. “When you close your eyes and listen to it, you will have an immersive feeling.” Hong Shan also said: “Vinyl records are analog music and can be restored.
It’s the environment and voice of Big Devil when he was recording. If you take a record and look at it, the ripples on it are the real physical record of Big Devil’s voice when he was recording the song.”
Lao Sun was tuning the stone harp, and when he heard them struggling with these issues again, he raised his head and said, "I suggest you invite the Great Demon King to come and sing in front of you. This is the most authentic way."
"Why."
Hong Shan sat on the sofa, "We don't have that ability, but my brother can hear the most fidelity sound every day."
"yes."
Shitou wandered in front of the guitar, "Old Sun, guess who our friend is?"
Lao Sun: “I can’t guess.”
Shitou said: "The big devil's husband."
Third brother: "It's awesome."
"real or fake?"
Lao Sun raised his head and looked at them in surprise. Seeing that they were not joking, he raised the film box next to him and asked, "Is this "Mr. Anonymous"?"
Hong Shan: "Yes."
Lao Sun hurriedly said: "Get an autograph for my brother."
It would be better if the Big Devil and Mr. Anonymous signed together.
"I have to get a signature for my brother."
Lao Sun emphasized again, "I like the album "Mr. Anonymous" so much."
Shitou took out a guitar and said, "Aren't you a fan of King of Heaven?"
"You do not understand."
Lao Sun said that although "Mr. Anonymous" has only been released for a month, this album is already a well-deserved masterpiece, with record-breaking sales, and "Mr. Anonymous" must have a historical status in the Chinese music world.
With this album, even fans of King of Heaven have to temporarily switch sides.
"By the way, I still have the album by Waterloo."
Lao Sun also wanted to sign this.
In his words, without this Waterloo lyrical album, there would be no such divine album.
"Then you should thank Mr. Anonymous."
Hong Shan said.
Without Mr. Anonymous, The Devil would not have released "Mr. Anonymous".
"yes."
Lao Sun thinks this is a good thing, but he doesn't know when this anonymous gentleman will have another difficulty. Maybe he will be able to produce another divine song like "Mr. Anonymous".