The door to the practice room opened a crack, and the scattered notes floated out. Under the guidance of the bass, the clear chords of the guitar streaked through two bars before breaking off. Then came the sound of discussion:
"Look, the effect is better without plugging in."
"You're using an acoustic guitar in a million-person venue? Aren't you trusting the organizer's equipment too much? "
"The effect indoors and outdoors can't be compared. A small venue and a large venue are two different things. The acoustic guitar plan is too radical. I don't approve of it."
"But we need to highlight the harmonies … …"
"Wrong! We need to ignite the atmosphere! We can't ruin the entire song for the sake of two bars of harmonies! "
"Don't argue for now. Let's find the feeling. Let's try a different amplifier."
Then came a series of chaotic noises. When the notes floated out once more, harmony was added in the room. But it didn't even last a bar before breaking off again. Arguments arose once more.
Luo Nan laughed and shook his head. Then he closed the door, not touching the restless and trembling atmosphere inside. He turned to look at Hai Jing behind him: "They're really nervous."
Hai Jing was a bit surprised: "We're not going in?"
"We're not going in. I'm afraid Mo Ya will smash us with her guitar."
"Not yet, but it's hard to say for the others." Hai Jing touched the door handle and gave up. "Then let's wait for the practice to end. After all, they're an underground band. Their nature has changed after signing with Mingtang Culture. Right now is their period of transformation. It's not wrong to be nervous."
"Did they sign a contract or … …"
"Personal relationships."
"In other words, they'll pay more attention to commercial development, right?"
"Yes, the trend." Hai Jing let out a light breath. "I don't know if bringing them out from the underground circle is a good or bad thing."
With Mo Ya, his cousin who was obsessed with bands, around, Luo Nan knew a few things about the underground circle no matter how much he immersed himself in his own world.
Signing with an underground band was a relatively sensitive topic. Many bands looked forward to signing a contract with a management company or a music company. They wanted to walk from the underground to the surface. But the traditional style of "buying records but not selling their bodies" and the habit of despising the trend was still very powerful.
It would be fine if they really soared to the top, but the worst thing was that they would be rejected by the underground circle and the pop circle at the same time. Many bands would collapse at this stage.
It was just like the "Awakening" of supernatural powers. If they succeeded, everything would be fine, but if they failed, they would be stuck at the edge of two worlds. Forget about the pressure from the outside world, just the confusion about where they stood was enough to make them suffer.
Luo Nan shook his head: "A Sliver of Heaven. A Sliver of Earth."
Hai Jing chuckled when he saw Luo Nan's appearance. He rubbed Luo Nan's head in passing. "Little fellow, when did you become so mature?"
Luo Nan was stupefied.
Hai Jing was a bit embarrassed when she saw Luo Nan's expression. "Don't mind me. My hand slipped."
"It's okay. You're the big brother." Luo Nan didn't care at all. "I remember calling you uncle at the very beginning. You had a beard back then."
"Ayaya, you still remember."
Hai Jing grinned and pulled a bit of distance away from Luo Nan. He leaned against the opposite wall of the practice room and took out an exquisite box from his pocket. There were three e-cigarettes arranged neatly inside. He picked one up and put it in his mouth. His words were a bit unclear. "Back then, you were really muddle-headed. You looked stupid."
The temperature of his mouth triggered the switch of the e-cigarette as he spoke. There was a crackling sound, and the front of the e-cigarette was slightly red. Smoke rose in spirals.
Luo Nan watched the red light on and off the front of the e-cigarette, and some memories from the depths of his brain resurfaced. "Maybe. You even said that my surname shouldn't be Gong. I should be called Gong. If I don't ring, I won't ring!"
"Then you splashed your fruit juice on my face and extinguished the cigarette …. Oh, that was my first time visiting your house. I stole a puff in the yard. Why did I have to talk so much? So embarrassing!"
Hai Jing waved his hand. He stuck his head to the wall and forced his face to the ceiling. He looked like he didn't have the face to see anyone.
Perhaps this was also called 'not being proper'. Luo Nan was more familiar with this image compared to Hai Jing's well-dressed suit. He laughed again and said to Hai Jing, "There's no band that doesn't want to sign a contract. I don't know about Mo Ya. My aunt has always felt that the underground circle is too chaotic. If she knew that Mo Ya signed with a proper management company, she should be happy. "
"The underground circle is chaotic. This circle isn't peaceful either." The e-cigarette in Hai Jing's mouth shook up and down. "Mingtang Culture is facing a change in its shares. It's a matter right now …. Forget it. Let's not talk about this."
Luo Nan felt a bit of empathy. Not being able to enter the circle of the Awakened was one thing. Truly entering the 'inner world' seemed to bring all sorts of troubles.
"Obsession underground. Troubles in the sky. None of them can be avoided."
"Okay. You've become a philosopher. Did something hasten your maturity?"
Luo Nan blinked and changed the topic. "Brother Jing, you still quit smoking in the end."
"I haven't really smoked for the past two years. It's funny when I think about it. I can't quit no matter what when I'm singing. But once I stop singing, it's all over …. "
Hai Jing's wristband vibrated at this time. He lowered his head to look at it. Then he straightened his body and removed the e-cigarette. "Here comes the trouble. I'll take you to find a place to rest. There are quite a few empty rooms here. Wasting them is wasting them, but safety and privacy are guaranteed. "
Luo Nan nodded and followed.
Hai Jing put the e-cigarette back into the box. He suddenly thought of something and waved the box. "Oh right. Thank your uncle for me. He was the one who recommended this Star Ember Series to me."
Luo Nan laughed without saying anything. But he suddenly remembered. Mo Ya had so many friends. Among the men, only Hai Jing was able to visit her home alone and enter her room.
Perhaps this was the key reason why he mistook Hai Jing for his brother-in-law?
Mistook ….
Mingtang Culture was one of the organizers of this parade. Before the official performance, there were a multitude of matters to attend to. Hai Jing said that he was going to lead Luo Nan to find an empty room to rest in. But he hadn't taken a few steps when an urgent matter came pressing down on him. He needed to rush over immediately.
"Forget it. You go by yourself. Room 5627. Just turn around the corner at the end of the corridor." Hai Jing joked as he spoke. "Don't worry about bumping into people. It's fine if you try one by one. Every practice room has its own privileges. You can't enter without authorization."
"Okay. Go do what you need to do, Brother Jing."
Hai Jing turned around and was about to leave when he remembered something. "Oh right. Your girlfriend is in room 5621. She's with Bai Yu and the others. You can go there and take a stroll. With your friendship with Teacher Cat Eyes, she shouldn't kick you out. BHD's music style is more suited to the tastes of you youngsters. "
You made three mistakes in a single sentence. Should I correct you or not?
In the end, Luo Nan could only accept it with a smile.
Hai Jing wanted to rub Luo Nan's head, but he came to his senses in time. He placed a palm on Luo Nan's shoulder. "Have fun this weekend, but you need to show some concern for your sister."
Luo Nan looked pensive as he watched Hai Jing leave in a hurry.
"5627,5627 …."
Luo Nan followed Hai Jing's instructions and found room 5627 in the corner. He was just about to reach his hand out to grab the door handle when he suddenly stopped. He raised his head to confirm the room number. "5627. That's right. There are no problems with the privileges." But why were the two people inside able to go in? And why were they having fun so much?
The use of mental senses actually manifested here. Right now, there was only one thing he was conflicted over. Should he continue watching? Or should he continue watching?
Luo Nan sighed outside the door. There was a saying in Hai Jing that was very true. The industry was very messy.
Youngsters these days were quite knowledgeable. No one was a pure white lotus. Luo Nan had attended health classes before. Mo Peng would sometimes sneakily give him some Indescribable Materials and the like. Luo Nan was not lacking in concepts. But he had devoted himself to researching all sorts of theories since the age of ten. He worked every day and night. How could he have the leisure to delve into these things?
He never expected that sixteen years of emptiness would bring him this sort of high-level course in a single day of enlightenment!
They should both be artists. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. Though their clothes were in disarray, their makeup and grooming were extremely fashionable.
It was hard for Luo Nan to avoid lingering on the body of the woman. Though he didn't approve of this sort of behavior in broad daylight, he had to admit that they were very good-looking!
The woman's long hair covered half of her face. The contours of her face were slightly distorted due to the intense exercise. However, artists had innate conditions that were a cut above others. They also had strict body management, as well as the polishing of temperament and style. When they were released in the dark room, they really did have a charm that stirred people's hearts.
Stop. What in the world am I thinking?
Luo Nan didn't know how long he stood at the door in a daze. Of course, he didn't enter in the end. Instead, he walked forward with quick steps. After walking for nearly twenty meters, he finally stood still in the middle of the hallway and let out a long breath.
His lips hadn't even parted due to the fast exhalation of air. His lips trembled rapidly under the impact of the airflow, emitting a strange puffing sound. The restless air that was stuck in his chest dissipated a bit with this comical sound.
"Gu!"
The forceful choking sound of laughter was very clear in the hallway. At the same time the sound of laughter entered Luo Nan's ears, the door to the next room opened a crack to reveal Bai Yu's cute round face. "What the hell? You're so conflicted just by entering the door?"
Luo Nan raised his head to look at the room number 5621. This was BHD's practice room.
What a coincidence.
He turned his head to glance back. He had walked nearly twenty meters and was only two doors away from room 5627. After all, the practice rooms were very large.
Bai Yu must have just gone through a round of practice. A thin layer of sweat covered her forehead, sticking to her hair. Her face was flushed red as well. "Did you see your sister? You came here to visit me? That's right, your girlfriend is in there. "
"Don't you know if she's my girlfriend or not?" Luo Nan only realized the ambiguity when he said it. He laughed bitterly. "She has a boyfriend. What's that Caucasian guy's name again?"
"Turner."
Bai Yu blurted out. Then she covered her mouth and shot a glance behind her. She turned her head to look at the two ends of the hallway. Only when she didn't see anyone did she let out a sigh of relief.
Then she pushed open the door and walked out. She closed the door behind her and lowered her voice. "Don't let Jing Ge hear you. He hates it when his artists lie."
Luo Nan frowned as he watched Bai Yu walk out. Bai Yu had been practicing her dance in the room just now. She had even worn ten centimeter high heels in order to imitate the scene of the performance to the greatest degree. Her well-developed body had grown a bit taller. When she stood together, she was taller than Luo Nan by two or three fingers.
Of course, this wasn't important. What was important was that Bai Yu was wearing a tight-fitting dance outfit. She was already drenched in sweat. The curve of her chest caused a gap to appear in her small round collar. Her snowy white flesh shone in front of Luo Nan's eyes. He didn't know whether to look at her or turn his head.
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