Chapter 107
The next morning, Zhou Li's biological clock had not yet woken up, but he was awakened by the blast of the alarm clock downstairs.
Zhou Li frowned and opened the door. The door opposite also opened, and Zhou Li and Shan Jia faced each other.
Shan Jia was still in his pajamas, and was obviously woken up by the noise downstairs just like Zhou Li.
"What is Zhu Le doing?" Zhou Li suppressed his anger, "So noisy!"
Shan Jia closed the door and walked downstairs first. Zhou Li followed and looked at Shan Jia's slender white feet in gray slippers. As she went downstairs, her pajamas were lifted up, revealing her slender ankles.
"You'll find out when you go and see."
The two men banged on the door together fiercely. It took a long time before Zhu Le opened the door dejectedly.
As soon as the door opened, the alarm clock became louder. Zhou Li pushed Zhu Le, who was still half asleep, away, found his cell phone, clicked to turn off the alarm clock, and then crossed his arms and looked at Zhu Le unkindly.
Zhu Le felt a chill on his back, wiped his face and asked, "Is it time for rehearsal?"
Zhou Li held out Zhu Le's phone, turned on the screen, and said, "Look at what time it is! You're making so much noise so early in the morning!"
Zhu Le took a closer look.
Wow, it’s just past five o’clock.
He scratched his head, "It's not rehearsal time yet!"
"You're feeling quite regretful?" Zhou Li asked back, "You set the alarm so early on purpose, and it didn't wake you up, but it woke us all up."
Zhu Le clasped his hands together and said, "Sorry, sorry."
"I thought I'd get up a little early this morning."
"What are you doing getting up so early?" Zhou Li asked.
"I want to see the sunrise," Zhu Le said. "There's a passage in the poem that describes the sunrise. I want to see it with my own eyes and feel what it's like."
Shan Jia looked out the window. The sun hadn't risen yet. She said, "Let's go to the second floor."
There is no obstruction in front of where they live, and they can see far away from the second floor.
On the second-floor balcony, three people stood in line, looking at the scenery of lake and mountains. In the distance, a red sun rose slowly, instantly illuminating the sky.
The weather is clear today. The blue sky in the distance is lit up, and thousands of rays of light are shining on the world. The morning mist is also dispelled, bringing a ray of morning light to thousands of households. The shock seen with the naked eye is unparalleled.
Zhou Li looked up at the sunlight, the light was so dazzling that he couldn't help but squint.
Her fair face showed a lazy look like a cat. Shan Jia's eyes drifted away, but were pulled back by Zhu Le.
Zhu Le clapped his hands excitedly: "I know how to write the last paragraph!"
After saying that, the boy ran away, leaving Zhou Li and Shan Jia alone.
Zhou Li stretched lazily. The sunrise was only a short while, and it was still early. She said to Shan Jia, "Let's go back to sleep for a while and let Zhu Le worry about it."
Shan Jia nodded silently.
Zhou Li yawned and said in a vague voice, "I'm so sleepy."
She turned back to her room and fell headfirst onto the bed.
Shan Jia, who was originally going back to her room, saw Zhou Li lying on the bed through the crack of the door that was not closed tightly. Her curtains seemed to be not drawn tightly, and the dazzling sunlight outside the window shone onto the bed. She groped for the quilt on the bed, rolled around, and wrapped herself up completely.
Shan Jia silently helped Zhou Li close the door before returning to his own room.
After returning home, Shan Jia did not sleep, but sat on the chair for a while. Her heart was filled with strange emotions. She put on headphones and casually typed out a line of rhythm in the software.
When it was time to depart, Zhou Li hurriedly packed himself up and got in the car with Zhu Le, only to realize that Shan Jia was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Shan Jia?!" Zhou Li was surprised. Shan Jia never required her to worry, unlike Zhu Le, who needed to be urged several times. Shan Jia was usually the first to arrive at rehearsals. Today, when the time came, Zhu Le had already packed up and was sitting in the car, but Shan Jia was nowhere to be seen.
"I'll go find her." Zhou Li said to Zhu Le who was still dozing off. Zhu Le waved his hands, hugged his bag and dozed off sleepily.
Zhou Li knocked on the door before, but no one answered. She thought Shan Jia had already gotten in the car.
When he arrived at Shan Jia's door, Zhou Li knocked again, but still no one answered.
She stared at the doorknob curiously and turned it tentatively. The door was not locked and it opened immediately. Zhou Li called out cautiously, "Shan Jia, I'm coming in."
Zhou Li poked his head out and scanned the room, spotting Shan Jia, still in her pajamas, sitting at a table in the corner. Her hair, pricked up by her headphones, formed a funny horn, and she was practically slumped over her computer, her back completely off the chair, her butt only slightly resting. Zhou Li called out again, "Shan Jia, what are you doing? It's time for rehearsal!"
Shan Jia's eyes were still on the computer, and she didn't notice the person coming in behind her. The headphones she was wearing helped her block out Zhou Li's voice.
Zhou Li walked forward and saw the densely packed and distorted audio tracks on Shan Jia's computer screen. She was concentrating on adding something to the audio tracks.
Zhou Li walked behind Shan Jia and stopped moving, looking at Shan Jia's slender shoulders with some embarrassment.
She is creating.
Zhou Li was very worried about disturbing her creative state.
Zhou Li was about to turn around and leave so as not to disturb Shan Jia's creation. If not, she and Zhu Le could just wait for Shan Jia a little longer.
Suddenly, a sigh was heard in the room. Shan Jia took off his headphones and looked at the computer in a daze. The music score in the computer was jumping non-stop.
Zhou Li touched Shan Jia's shoulder and said, "Shan Jia, it's time for us to rehearse."
Shan Jia suddenly turned her head to look at Zhou Li. Zhou Li was startled by her sudden movement and raised her hands as if surrendering. She said in shock, "Did I scare you?"
Shan Jia reflexively glanced at his headphones, closed his computer, stood up, and said, "I'm coming."
"Are you writing a song?" Zhou Li glanced at Shan Jia's hand on the computer. Shan Jia lowered his hand and said, "Yeah."
Zhou Li actually wanted to hear what Shan Jia wrote, but there was no time. She pointed outside the door and said, "We'll wait for you in the car."
"Okay." Shan Jia nodded and watched Zhou Li leave the room. Her chest heaved and she let out a long sigh.
This song cannot be heard by anyone, it's too shameful.
Shan Jia covered her face, she never thought that she would be able to write a sweet song in her lifetime.
Zhou Li had just gotten in the car and had been waiting for a while when Shan Jia got out. Zhu Le had already fallen asleep in the car.
The shuttle bus started and drove to the rehearsal room in silence. Zhu Le suddenly felt refreshed, with a sly smile on his face, and took out his masterpiece.
"Look, this is my masterpiece!"
Shan Jia took it. Although Zhu Le spoke sternly, his eyes still revealed his uneasiness.
Zhou Li was not in a hurry. She first went to tidy up the drum set in the rehearsal room, and then pulled out the wires for the guitar and bass. By the time she was done, Shan Jia had finished watching.
She squatted on the ground with Zhu Le to revise the lyrics, and Zhou Li also came over.
The three people had a table or sofa but refused to sit and insisted on squatting on the floor.
Shan Jia scanned the words on the paper, Zhou Li looked at the original sentence written by Zhu Le, and Zhu Le hesitated.
Shan Jia didn't change too many words, just a few.
Zhou Li had a smile on her face, and Zhu Le looked at her and then at Shan Jia.
Shan Jia handed the paper to Zhou Li and said, "Take a look, let's get started."
"Okay?" Zhu Le asked in confusion.
Shan Jia said calmly, "Okay."
She usually only uses words like "average", "okay" and "OK" to praise others.
Zhou Li smiled and said, "You write very well."
Zhu Le's eyes were filled with tears. He looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's worth it that I stayed up all night and got up early today!"
Zhu Le wrote this poem in a very majestic way. Combined with the music, it gives a feeling of the magnificence of mountains and rivers. The majestic momentum makes everyone seem to have a panoramic view of the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland.
Zhou Li familiarized himself with the lyrics, and the three of them played together.
The drum beats in this song are not dense, but more of a prelude. The efficient and continuous drum beats are a test for the drummer. Fortunately, Zhou Li is very familiar with playing the drums.
She looked at Shan Jia who was standing in front of her. The two of them had the same rhythm. Shan Jia sang in a low voice about the mountains, rivers and four seasons, while Zhu Le's bass was low and slow, the drum beats were crisp, and the guitar was melodious.
After rehearsing a few times, Zhou Li looked at the music score and fell into deep thought. She took the music score to Shan Jia and said, "I have an idea."
Shan Jia looked at her, and Zhou Li said slowly, "I think we can add whistles to the interlude and the beginning, and I'd like to have a chorus at the end." She said embarrassedly, "Will that be a bit troublesome?"
Shan Jia was stunned for a moment, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
"It's a good idea, let's do it together."
Zhou Li's eyes and eyebrows showed joy, and he felt the happiness of being affirmed.
When Zhu Le heard that Shan Jia had another idea and wanted to re-arrange the music, he could only sigh: "The boss has a really heavy workload."
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she had caused trouble for Shan Jia, but Shan Jia didn't say anything.
A few days passed in a flash, and it was almost time for the official performance, which was also the beginning of the first elimination round.
The director team has already obtained the completed arrangement and discussed related matters such as background lighting and stage design with Zhou Li and others. Zhou Li also participated in the creative choreography and learned a lot, especially on the scene, there were many emergencies, and there were even more problems during rehearsals, and it was impossible to be foolproof, so Zhou Li became nervous again before going on stage.
The ranking for this time was based on the ranking of the previous competition, and the performance positions were chosen from high to low. Zhou Li and her group were in second place and chose the middle-back position. This was something Zhou Li had considered. The atmosphere wasn't heated up at the beginning, so one performance was enough as the finale, and Zhou Li didn't want to do it a second time.
Shan Jia and Zhu Le had no objection to the performance location. The two of them stood behind Zhou Li with stage makeup on, waiting backstage.
Shan Jia's makeup artist gave her an extremely simple look, with a very clean face, cold white skin, and dark eyeliner. The only highlight was the mermaid-colored eyeshadow, which sparkled in the dim light and was the focus of the stage.
The whole band wore dark colors. Zhou Li wore a sleeveless black T-shirt, overalls, and silver chains of varying lengths around his neck. His eyeliner was pulled high, and his eyebrows were slanted, making him look cool and handsome. Zhou Li deliberately put a hat on his head.
Zhu Le was the only one on the field wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black pants. His bass was also black, and he looked as mysterious as a visitor from a foreign land.
He also had eyeliner on, the full-coverage kind.
He opened his eyes and insisted to let Zhou Li see.
"Captain, do I look good like this?" Zhu Le felt awkward, after all, it was her first time putting on makeup.
Zhou Li nodded, Shan Jia crossed her arms and glanced towards the front desk. From here, she could hear the performance on the stage and the cheers from the audience. Unfortunately, the band that performed before them was Gonglu, the band that Tang Bai was in.
Zhu Le also calmed down and compared things in his mind.
His drumming isn't as good as their captain's, and his guitar isn't as good as the boss's. Tang Baishuo is the lead singer, but he's just a lead singer, and his singing is average, but the song he wrote is really well.
After expressing his emotion, Zhu Le pouted again.
You cannot boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige.
Zhu Le curled his lips and said deliberately: "It sounds bad."
Shan Jia glanced at him and said, "Get ready."
Zhu Le touched his head and felt a chill down his spine from being stared at by the boss.
Zhou Li didn't respond to Zhu Le's words. He silently took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket and looked at the music score.
After the performance on stage, they still need to clean up, and the backstage has already started preparing for them.
After watching for a while, a staff member came over to help them plug in the microphone, and the three of them behaved themselves.
Before going on stage, Shan Jia asked the sound engineer to confirm the sound before making his official appearance.
Compared to road bands that have debuted for many years, the Rebirth Band has few fans. Even when hearing the name of this band, most people's reactions are confused, and some even wonder what kind of band is this from nowhere?
Zhou Li could see the audience's reactions clearly, and he didn't care about being frustrated. Shan Jia gave a gesture and the performance officially began.
The audience, who had originally been indifferent, were attracted by the refreshing sound in their ears, like a green tornado attacking their eardrums. The light on the stage changed, and the lights on the center stage dimmed. Only a faint green light was shining on the band, and behind them were the mountains and rivers of the motherland overlooking from the sky.
The change of seasons can be felt at a glance. Shan Jia opens her voice without using any techniques. Her simple white voice is sincere and moving enough. Her bass is low enough and her treble is bright enough, but her timbre is always controlled within one degree, which is so perfect that it is scary.
Tang Bai, who had just stepped off the stage for interviews, was stunned when he heard singing from the front desk. He made a pause gesture to the front desk staff and listened attentively towards the stage with a serious face.
After a long silence, the subsequent interviews were completed by other members of the team.
Shan Jia has made progress again.
How formidable she is. She has a high enough creative talent, and God has given her a perfect voice. Now her technical control has also improved, not to mention that her guitar skills are strong enough.
It sounds like she has a loud voice, but in fact she has abandoned all techniques. It is precisely because of no techniques that she is better than having any techniques. However, only professional singers know how difficult this singing method is.
It sounds like she can sing casually, but in fact no one can keep up with her singing.
There are also the drum beats and low bass that have always been there as background music. Zhu Le has actually improved, and the drummer is like a big boss. Tang Bai dares to say that there are only three drummers on this stage who can surpass Zhou Li.
When the song was over, the whole house was shocked, and the audience who had originally taken it for granted shouted loudly, "Rebirth!"
Although they had never known each other before, from now on, rebirth is faith!
"Rebirth! Rebirth! Rebirth!"
The host let the audience cheer for a while before coming out to take control of the situation.
"Did our Rebirth band perform well?"
"good!!!"
"Then the audience who like Rebirth can vote for them!"
Zhou Li, Shan Jia and Zhu Le stood beside the host in turn and waved to the audience. Since they did not have the right to canvass for votes, everyone kept their mouths tightly shut and could only use gestures and body movements to signal the audience to vote.
Zhou Li and Shan Jia were better. Zhu Le was making a heart shape with his hands, dancing, pointing fingers, and asking the audience to vote. He was simply a conspicuous person on the stage.
The one-minute voting time was up, Zhou Li and the others left the stage, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Li smiled and said, "The performance is finally over. I can now watch the performance of the Yizhihua brothers."
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Zhu Le couldn't wait to go backstage to watch the performance, but was stopped by the director on the way and asked to prepare food.
The director first asked some routine questions, and then asked, "I heard that you received help from many people during the creation of this song. Can you tell us about it?"
Zhou Li and Shan Jia exchanged a glance, and she smiled. "Yes, I asked everyone to record a lot of choruses for me. If you listen carefully just now, you can hear a lot of voices at the end of the song. I asked everyone to help record these because we want the four seasons to represent change. Not only mountains, rivers, and lakes, but also the seasons of the human world, and even more so, the seasons of people. It represents time and change. I wanted to record the changes that everyone is experiencing at this moment, so that it will be more interesting to listen to this song in the future."
"But you don't seem to be looking for a road band." the director continued to ask.
Zhou Li narrowed his eyes, feeling something was wrong. The director team was trying to exploit the conflicts between the contestants. After all, it was a reality show, and conflicts and contradictions were necessary to make it exciting.
Zhou Li pinched Shan Jia's hand to prevent her from speaking first.
She smiled faintly and said, "Because the Highway Band was very busy, we were unable to arrange a time." Seeing that the director team wanted to dig deeper, she turned to Shan Jia and said with a smile, "Is the Yizhihua Band about to start performing? We are their fans. Can we go back to watch the performance?"
Since the contestants had said so, the director team couldn't continue to be tough, but when the question was asked just now, the contestants' performance was already exciting enough, so the director let Zhou Li and the others go back.
Zhou Li's face was not good as she walked along the road. She held Shan Jia's hand tightly and didn't let go. She just held her hand and walked into the backstage contestant waiting area. Zhu Le didn't dare to say anything. Zhou Li held Shan Jia's hand and sat in the corner. The performance had already started on TV. While everyone was attracted by the performance, Zhou Li said coolly: "I will answer the questions from now on. You don't have to speak!"
If someone who wasn't familiar with Zhou Li heard what she said, they would probably be shocked by her domineering attitude, thinking that she was some kind of overbearing captain who didn't even let her teammates speak.
But Shan Jia didn't ask anything. She squeezed Zhou Li's fingers and asked, "Can I use your shoulder for a while? I'm a little tired."
After the performance, I had already exhausted all my energy on the stage, my mind was blank, and I still had to deal with interviews. I can only say that the director team had bad intentions.
Zhou Li said nothing, tilted his head and gave way to his shoulder.
Shan Jia leaned closer to the pillow and smelled the refreshing scent on Zhou Li, like the refreshing breeze from the mountains. She said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll let you say it from now on."
Zhou Li pursed his lips and reached out to pat Shan Jia on the head.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Unfortunately, the internet at home was down, but luckily I was smart enough to turn on my phone's hotspot and upload the update.
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