The backstage of the Forgettable Bar is a large separate room with two small suites in it.
The backstage is a space belonging to the bar singers.
The large room outside is equipped with a row of dressing tables and storage cabinets, plus five or six soft chairs for the use of resident singers and on-demand singers. The two small suites have sofas, TVs, wine cabinets, separate toilets, etc.
The facility is the home of signed singers and bands.
Even if you are singing in a bar, the status of the singer is very different.
When Lu Chen came in, two resident singers, a man and a woman, were already sitting outside. The male singer was playing with his mobile phone and the woman was touching up her makeup. No one paid attention to Lu Chen who had just opened the door and walked in.
Because in this small circle, Lu Chen's status is the lowest.
"Good morning, Brother Ye, good morning, Sister Hong!"
Lu Chen greeted the two of them as usual, then sat down in his seat and placed the piano case.
His position is at the far corner of the background.
The male singer said "hmm" indifferently, but the female singer put down the cotton pad in her hand and said with a smile: "Xiao Lu, you were late today, were you criticized by the boss? Haha!"
Sister Hong is in her thirties this year. She has been at the Wangyoucao Bar for five years. She is good at love songs and has a very good voice. Although her appearance is not outstanding, she is still a bit popular among Houhai bar singers.
fame.
However, compared to Zhang Nana, the contracted singer Na who is one of the pillars of Wangyoucao Bar, she is still far behind.
Despite this, she always maintained a condescending arrogance towards Lu Chen. What sounded like a concerned inquiry was actually a hint of teasing and ridicule.
Lu Chen would have been depressed and unhappy because of yesterday, and he would have been angry but unable to break out.
However, after experiencing three different lives in the dream, his mentality had undergone changes that even he was not aware of. He smiled calmly and said: "Thank you, Sister Hong, for your concern. I admitted my mistake to the boss."
Sister Hong was stunned and couldn't say what she wanted to say next.
She softly "hummed", ignored Lu Chen, and picked up the cotton pad she had just dropped.
At this moment, the door of a small apartment inside suddenly opened, and a man wearing a black jacket and long hair shawl came out.
"Brother Qin!"
Sister Hong and the male singer reacted quickly and immediately stood up and greeted each other with a smile.
Lu Chen slowed down and stood up: "Brother Qin, good morning..."
This jacket man Qin Ge Qin Hanyang is the real boss in Wangyoucao, the lead singer and rhythm guitarist of the Wandering band. He is the indispensable soul of the Wandering band. Even the boss Chen Jianhao is polite to him.
The wandering band is based in Wangyoucao and has a total of five members. In addition to Qin Hanyang, there is also a lead guitarist, a bassist, a drummer and a keyboardist.
It is not easy for a bar like Forgettable to support a band. In turn, the existence of the Wandering Band has also enhanced the reputation and popularity of the bar, so it is a well-deserved mainstay.
Qin Hanyang had no expression on his face and nodded in response.
He picked up a few pieces of manuscript paper placed on the dressing table, then returned to his room and closed the door.
The expressions on the faces of Sister Hong and the male singer were a little awkward, but they had no qualifications to compete with Qin Hanyang. One word from the latter could make them get out of Wangyoucao, and even make them unable to survive in the circle of Houhai.
Lu Chen secretly laughed in his heart. He and Qin Hanyang were too far apart, and he had no intention of clinging to him, so it didn't matter what the other party's attitude was. Of course, there would be no embarrassment of having a warm face against a cold butt.
A bar is also a small arena, and Lu Chen is just a small shrimp in the arena.
He sat down again and began to comb his messy hair.
The atmosphere of Houhai Bar is different from that of Sanlitun, where there is a mixture of good and bad. The decadent and degenerate pop singers in strange clothes and slovenly are not popular here, so their own image is very important.
On the stage outside, the voice of the live host has been heard, which is the beginning of the warm-up.
Lu Chen must hurry up and prepare, he will be performing soon.
As for what song to sing tonight, he already had preliminary ideas in his mind.
While the host was telling jokes to liven up the atmosphere, the waiter who had been guarding the door of the bar sneaked into the electronic music room on the right side of the backstage.
The electronic music room is very small, with equipment and computers that control the sound and lighting placed inside. Various cables and wires are densely packed like a spider web, and red, green, and blue LED indicators are flashing non-stop.
Sitting in the middle of the "spider web" was a fat man who weighed at least more than 200 pounds. He was wearing huge monitoring headphones and was listening to music to entertain himself. There was half an uneaten hamburger left on the workbench in front of him.
"Fat brother, fat brother!"
The waiter called twice, but the other party didn't hear him. In desperation, he had no choice but to step forward and push hard.
The fat man opened his eyes suddenly and saw the waiter. He couldn't help but frowned, took off his earphones and said displeasedly: "Xiao Gao, you are not outside to pick up customers, why are you coming to my place? Get out!"
He is the sound pipe of the electronic music studio. In this small room, even if Chen Jianhao comes, he has to listen to him.
Of course Xiao Gao knew this, and he quickly offered a bottle of Kingway beer with a smile.
The fat man took the beer unceremoniously, glanced at him and asked: "Tell me, what do you want to do when you are so attentive to me for nothing? I'll say it first. Small things are easy to discuss, but big things don't need to be discussed!"
"It's such a small thing..."
Xiao Gao suddenly became energetic and quickly leaned over and whispered a few words into Fatty's ear.
The fat man's face became strange when he heard that. He looked at the other person up and down as if he was getting acquainted with him again, and said: "You are so shady, how can this be considered a trivial matter?"
The little Gao Pei laughed and said, "It's such a small thing. I just see that boy Lu Chen being unhappy. He's so arrogant because of his pretty face. We just want to teach him a lesson and let him know that it's not enough to rely on his face to hang out in the Forget-the-Wood Grass!"
"Um..."
The fat man nodded thoughtfully, raised his hand and rubbed his plump chin and said: "That makes sense. You said that he is handsome and can't sing well. Instead of going to Sanlitun to be a young master, he went to Houhai to pretend to be a literary and artistic young man.
I’m going to wipe the fat brother’s butt. Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse?”
Xiao Gaoyin smiled and said: "Yes, yes, fat brother, you are also doing it for his own good..."
His expression suddenly changed, and he pointed to the single-pane glass window of the electronic music room and said, "Lu Chen is on stage!"
The wall separating the electronic music room and the stage is equipped with a single-sided see-through glass. People inside can see the entire stage scene, but people outside cannot see inside.
The person holding the guitar and walking to the middle of the stage, isn't it Lu Chen or who is it?
"Fat brother, do it quickly!"
Xiao Gao stared at Lu Chen with his eyes fixed on him and urged him anxiously.
"Why panic!"
The fat man glared at Xiao Gao and said, "I know what I'm doing, I don't need you to teach me what to do!"
As he spoke, he reached out and turned off a button on the sound console, and the LED indicator light on the auxiliary mixer next to him immediately went out.
The singers in Houhai bars basically sing live or even have live accompaniment. It is difficult for people with no skills to get along here, but the singer's voice can be adjusted in the electronic music room. If the sound is well repaired, it will have
The ability to turn decay into magic.
A truly professional sound engineer would disdain working in a bar, and Forgettable can't afford one, so the backstage sound editing is done by semi-professional sound pipes, and with quasi-professional digital equipment, it's no problem to fool laymen.
Among the customers who come to the bar to spend money, there are some knowledgeable insiders, but not many, and they know the inside story, let alone tell.
Lu Chen's playing and singing skills are very average. He has the opportunity to appear on stage to make extra money. In addition to his good looks, Fatty Sound Pipe's backstage tuning also contributes to his performance.
What makes Fatty unhappy is that Lu Chen has never given him any benefits, and he is even more famous than the resident singer!
So now, encouraged by Xiao Gaoyi, his resentment emerged and he temporarily closed the mixer.
In this way, the sounds Lu Chen plays and sings on stage will not have any optimization processing, and will be presented directly through the amplifier in the JBL speakers worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
He will reveal his true colors!
The fat man chuckled and winked at Xiao Gao: "Just wait and see the good show!"
Xiao Gao nodded vigorously and clenched his fists excitedly - Lu Chen, let's see if you have the face to continue hanging around in the Forget-You-Cao!
At this moment, Lu Chen didn't know that he was being plotted against.
He sat on the piano bench, holding the guitar in his arms with his right hand and freeing his left hand to adjust the angle of the microphone.
After 8 p.m., and it was a weekend, more and more customers appeared in the bar, and now almost two-thirds of the seats were occupied, many of them being regular customers.
After the preparations were completed, Lu Chen said into the microphone: "Thank you for coming to Wangyoucao. Today, I will sing for you first, a song called "Flying Dove". I hope you all like it!"
There was sparse applause in the bar, and a female customer who knew Lu Chen blew a loud hooligan whistle.
"Come on Xiaolu!"
Many guests laughed and the atmosphere became lively and lively.
Lu Chen waved to the other party shamefully, and then prepared to start his performance.
"Brother Jianhao..."
Behind the bar, the charming woman looked at Lu Chen on the stage, with a little light flashing in her eyes: "This little guy of yours has a good appearance, very handsome, and can play and sing. Let him come to my company.
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Chen Jianhao burst into laughter, shook his head and said: "Xiao Lu's hardware is not bad, but his playing and singing skills are too amateurish. This is the limit of the backing stage here, and he has to work behind the scenes to repair the sound. Do you really want to sign him?"
"Forget it..."
The charming woman said decisively: "If you don't have a foundation, don't do it. My small company can't afford to train you."
There are many officials in the capital, many wealthy people, and many handsome men and beautiful women. Talents with outstanding appearance abound.
In terms of music alone, there are three major music academies in Beijing, plus various music training institutions. There are countless fresh people coming out every year. Why bother to train a guy with no foundation?
The charming woman just talked casually and didn't take it seriously.