The day when the idol is disqualified, when the superstar rises

"Nubi!"

After stepping down, Wang Chuan found the band that had played for Yu Huanhai just now, and sincerely offered the most universal praise.

Cooperating with Yu Huanhai, who is so self-proclaimed, can still keep the singing from becoming a complete disaster. The band's technique is too good.

They were able to adjust many places where Yu Huanhai was out of tune and sang, which was difficult for a few seemingly young musicians.

"Thank you Brother Chuan." The guitarist who looked good-looking directly called Brother Wang Chuan, and then explained, "We often go to Brother Huang Yangyang to play, and he often praises you to us."

"Still a student?"

After Wang Chuan nodded, he asked again with a smile.

The bass drummer and keyboard player who were still fiddling with the equipment also came over and said hello to Wang Chuan.

"It's been many years since I graduated." The guitarist scratched his head, "We just got together to play music..."

Then he introduced several people. The guitarist is the lead singer of the band. His name is very strange, Ke Jian.

The band's name is only one word, called red.

Wang Chuan took the initiative to add WeChat to them, saying that there is a chance to cooperate in the future.

Several people looked very excited and said thank you repeatedly.

With Wang Chuan's current popularity, if he casually takes them on a show or recommends them, they may take the opportunity to become popular.

"You don't rush to leave, the annual meeting is quite boring, let me play?"

Wang Chuan pointed to the drum set.

After the drummer nodded, Wang Chuan sat down.

"I didn't study."

Wang Chuan smiled, and then crackled.

"It's a bit weak..."

Drummer carefully commented.

"you try?"

Wang Chuan asked him to come.

Each musical instrument has its own characteristics. If you have not practiced some musical instruments, it is useless to decompose them clearly in your mind.

According to the rhythm Wang Chuan played just now, the drummer played it smoothly and completely without any mistakes, and it completely broke Wang Chuan's lame performance just now.

"Bass is easy, I'll just play bass."

Wang Chuan smiled wryly.

The annual meeting was very noisy, and there were performances at the front desk, but everyone gathered together, and Wang Chuan played very cleanly.

When the playing was over, they all applauded together.

"you try?"

Wang Chuan asked the bassist to come again.

After playing music for many years, they understood what it meant after Wang Chuan finished playing the bass.

The drummer and the bass glanced at each other, and then one played the drums and the other played the bass, and the two played together harmoniously.

Wang Chuan praised with a smile, then looked at Ke Jian again.

Ke Jian gave Wang Chuan his guitar.

This time when Wang Chuan played, the drummer and bass followed naturally. There were some small mistakes in the middle, but the impact was not too big. The three of them directly completed a very good performance.

It worked out so well, everyone was happy.

And the members of the Red Band faintly guessed in their hearts that this might be a new song that Wang Chuan hadn't released before.

Finally, look to the keyboard.

The original version does not have a keyboard, but it is not impossible to insist on adding a keyboard track.

When Wang Chuan himself was going to sing "Trouble", he prepared the version sung by playing the guitar, so Xiaoyang also brought his own guitar.

So a large compilation of two guitars, a bass, a drummer, and a keyboard!

Everyone ran in together again.

perfect!

Then Wang Chuan laughed.

"We'll be on stage in a while, and we'll perform this."

Several people agreed immediately, and the new song premiered.

And they can also hear it, the level is very high.

After getting acquainted with each other for a while, Tang Ruojing finally found Wang Chuan who was hiding in the background.

Soon it was Wang Chuan's turn to sing on stage.

Wang Chuan asked Tang Ruojing to talk to the host and the sound engineer, and then she would go on stage and sing a new song in a while.

Soon the host's exaggerated voice was heard.

"'Tian Wang Superstar' Wang Chuan's performance I believe everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time. I just got the news that the atmosphere of the annual meeting was too enthusiastic. The album is the latest hit song that no one has heard before, and only everyone at the annual meeting can enjoy it! Let us welcome Wang Chuan—”

The audience cheered again.

They are all from the literary and art circles, and most people are willing to appreciate high-level band performances.

But for this call, Chuan Ying should have specially invited the atmosphere team.

Wang Chuan went on stage with the red band, moved the equipment—mainly drums and keyboards, and set up the microphones.

Many people have already raised their mobile phones in advance, ready to record.

When everyone was ready, Wang Chuan, who was carrying the guitar, held the microphone.

"I was going to sing "Trouble", but I just saw a very good band," Wang Chuan signaled to a few people around him, "Red, I just want to sing a new song, the name of this song is "Mud".

The scene of the annual meeting was very chaotic. Even though the voice on the stage was the loudest, after Wang Chuan sang, he could still hear the noisy voices from the audience.

Because the key of the first line of this song is very low.

"Oh what a beautiful heart."

Wang Chuan sang carefully. There were no pre-typed lyrics on the big screen. The people in the audience could hardly hear what Wang Chuan was singing. The drums, bass, and keyboards were not moved, and the sound of the guitar was hard to hear.

Many people lowered their heads and continued to chat with the people around them.

Then, the instruments are added and the rhythm starts to pick up.

It sounds a bit bitter.

"How come, how come, it turned into a puddle of mud?"

Wang Chuan's calm voice was also a little louder, and at the end he made an angry sound.

Some people raised their heads that had just been lowered.

The rhythm of the drums can be heard clearly and has been beating forcefully.

Wang Chuan's voice became calm again, or numb.

But it is difficult for a person who raises his head to lower his head.

"Oh what a simple poem,

How come, how come, all turned into satire. "

The last voice turned into anger again, and Wang Chuan roared vigorously immediately, leading the band to play hard and explode together!

"What I want to say has been said before!

What I want to do, rich people have done it!

The fairness I want is all fabricated by the injustices! "

The attention of the entire annual meeting was attracted by the stage. What is this singing about?

I didn't pay attention to the lyrics just now, but why does it feel like Wang Chuan is pissing off the sky?

What is fair and unfair...

Those who had been paying attention to Wang Chuan's singing were also a little stunned!

It was a joyous annual meeting, but isn't this...a mess?

After attracting the audience's focus on the stage, the short verse and chorus were also sung.

Together with the red band, Wang Chuan played a long interlude by himself.

The interlude is very cool, Wang Chuan is very handsome on stage, but you continue to sing...

Finally, when the interlude ended, it became quiet again, whether it was on stage or off stage.

The drum beat steadily.

This time, everyone was listening to Wang Chuan's calm but sad singing.

"Oh what a neat picture,

How come, how come, full of sorrow?

Oh what an innocent word,

How come, how come, like a nightmare. "

Sorrow followed by anger shouted out!

Everyone could hear what Wang Chuan was singing.

"What I want to say has been said before!

What I want to do, rich people have done it!

The fairness I want is all fabricated by the injustices! "

It was another 20-second self-indulgent ending, which almost overturned the venue.

until it came to an abrupt end.

The audience looked at each other in blank dismay.