Two hours later, Tang Miao arrived in Qingcheng.
This is the first time Tang Miao has left Huaicheng since he moved there to settle down.
Qingcheng is located in the north of Huaicheng and is considered a northern city. This is Tang Miao’s first visit here.
After getting on the high-speed train, Tang Miao sat in his seat and looked at the scenery along the way. Outside the window, the scenery was rapidly receding, and as it approached Qingcheng, the scenery changed rapidly. The terrain changed from flat to rugged, and the view changed from barren to lush. Finally, the train drove into a station surrounded by vegetation. As the train slowly stopped, a voice broadcast reminded: Qingcheng has arrived.
Tang Miao looked at the green scenery outside the window. After the car stopped, he took his luggage and got out.
Before coming to Qingcheng, Tang Miao briefly checked some guides and pictures of Qingcheng. Although Qingcheng is a northern city, its climate is not dry, which is related to its huge vegetation coverage.
Qingcheng is a mountain city with rugged terrain. A few decades ago, the development of Qingcheng was mainly based on green development, so this underdeveloped northern city is full of old trees.
The summer sun shines on the huge treetops, casting a shadow on the road surface that bears traces of time. The air is full of oxygen, and there are noisy cicadas chirping, and the breath of summer is everywhere.
Tang Miao fell in love with the atmosphere of this city almost the moment he arrived in this city.
Unlike some big cities, small cities have their own flavor and accumulation. They have historical continuation, ancient streets, and a deep cultural atmosphere.
After Tang Miao got off the bus, he left the station. After leaving the station, he took a taxi and reported the hotel's
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The hotel Tang Miao booked was also good.
Although Qingcheng is a small city, its hotel industry is quite developed, and there are chain hotels everywhere. Tang Miao booked a high-end one. After getting off the taxi, Tang Miao paid the fare and went to the hotel to check in.
The check-in procedures at the hotel were similar, and after completing them, Tang Miao took his luggage and went upstairs. After swiping his card to enter his room, Tang Miao put down his luggage, went to the window, and opened the French window of the room.
As the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, a sea of green came into view, and the sunlight from outside shone in as the glass obstruction disappeared.
The light was too bright, and Tang Miao squinted slightly. She squinted and looked at the distance of the hotel. After looking for a while, she took off her clothes and sent a text message to Yu Yaya to let her know that she was safe.
After Yu Yaya persuaded her to take a leave again yesterday, Tang Miao finally took a leave. Not only did she take a leave, she also said she wanted to go out and play. In response, Yu Yaya did her best to collect information for her and told her to contact her at any time.
After all, you are going out alone, and your safety cannot be guaranteed.
After Tang Miao sent the message, Yu Yaya replied. It wasn't to remind her to be safe, nor to tell her to have fun, but...
【Yaya: Remember to apply hot compress!!!】
Seeing Yu Yaya's message, Tang Miao smiled and sent a WeChat reply.
【Miaomiao: Got it.】
After replying, Tang Miao put down his phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, Tang Miao wrapped himself in a bathrobe, opened his travel bag, and took out the hot compress tools.
Knowing that Tang Miao was going to take a leave, Yu Yaya gave her hot compress tools to Tang Miao and told her not to forget to apply hot compress during her rest days.
Although her finger was not seriously injured and only needed to rest, the effect could be doubled with the addition of hot compress. This way, it would heal faster and more easily, and there would be no problem returning to work.
Tang Miao did not refuse. He took the hot compress tool and said thank you to Yu Yaya.
After being hot-compressed by Yu Yaya for a few days, Tang Miao also learned some techniques of hot-compressing. She was only good at the index finger of her right hand, and the other fingers were OK. She took the hot-compressing skill, sat on the sofa in the hotel, and did the hot-compressing on her index finger. While doing the hot-compressing, Tang Miao took the phone and saw another message sent to her by Yu Yaya.
[Yaya: Hehehe, don’t forget what you promised me! ]
Looking at the message, Tang Miao smiled and typed a few words to reply.
【Miaomiao: OK.】
After she replied, Yu Yaya sent another reminder.
[Yaya: After you finish the hot compress, take a rest. You need to save your energy. You will be very tired at night. Remember to start when you get off, otherwise you won’t get a good spot.]
【Miaomiao: OK.】
[Yaya: Okay, I have to go to class, you have fun~]
Yu Yaya sent her this message in the end, and also added a kiss emoticon. Tang Miao looked at the emoticon, smiled and put down the phone.
The hotel suite was nice, and the sofa was comfortable to lie on. After Tang Miao put down his phone, he lay down on the sofa. He didn't finish applying the hot compress on his hands, and he didn't go to bed, so he fell asleep on the sofa.
She set out very early in the morning. She didn't rest in the car for two hours, she just kept looking at the scenery, and now she is already exhausted.
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Tang Miao didn't set the alarm.
But she woke up at about 3:00 in the afternoon. The hot compress had stopped and the herbs had become a little cold. Tang Miao lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling above the hotel. After looking for a while, Tang Miao stood up from the sofa.
After removing the hot compress tools, Tang Miao went to wash his hands. After washing his hands, Tang Miao ordered another meal from the hotel. After eating, Tang Miao looked at the time, took a shower, changed clothes, and then went out with a bag and a bottle of water.
After going out, Tang Miao called a car, got in and said something to the driver.
"Let's go to Linsha Music Festival."
The driver had obviously carried many passengers like Tang Miao in the past few days. After Tang Miao finished speaking, he pressed down the "Pause" sign in front of him and said with a smile, "Are you going to the music festival?"
The driver was a middle-aged man who looked kind and friendly. After he said this, Tang Miao smiled and said, "Yes."
"Why are you alone?" asked the driver.
After the driver asked, Tang Miao looked back at him from the window. The driver was also looking at her from the rearview mirror, and their eyes met.
Tang Miao doesn't think there are many bad people in the world, nor does he think there is anything wrong with these regular taxi drivers.
But when she was out, she was always on high alert.
When Tang Miao's eyes met the driver's, her expression didn't change. She smiled at him and said.
"My friend is waiting for me there."
After hearing what Tang Miao said, the driver said "Oh" and smiled.
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In addition to the scenery you see on the way from Huaicheng to Qingcheng, the scenery inside Qingcheng City is even more beautiful.
The mottled old buildings, the sturdy plane trees, the stacked floor tiles, and the light coming through the huge treetops make the small town look very cartoony and leisurely.
Although the city is small, it has a large population and many young people. In particular, several famous bands have come out of here, so every summer, Qingcheng holds a music festival.
The music festival held in Qingcheng this time is called "Linsha", which means a forest as complex as a desert. And Qingcheng is very suitable for this name.
After getting in the car, the taxi sped all the way, passing through the streets of Qingcheng and arriving at the flat and empty suburbs of Qingcheng. Along the way, there were no other colors but the emerald green of various vegetation.
A city with only one color would be very boring, but green will never be.
The car stopped in the parking lot outside the music festival. Tang Miao thanked the driver, paid the fare and got out of the car.
As soon as he got off the car, Tang Miao found himself in an ocean made of grass and trees.
Qingcheng has been hosting music festivals for many years. Whether in terms of scale, venue or equipment, it is already very mature. The venue of Linsha Music Festival is located on a vacant lot outside Qingcheng. Even though it is an empty lot, it is much greener than other cities.
Because it was an open space, there weren't many tall trees, but the entire area was covered with lawns. Outside the lawns, there were bushes and a forest.
The forest is quite old, but the trees are not very tall and the crowns are dense, which is really beautiful.
Tang Miao stood outside the music festival and looked far away, and saw the stage of today's music festival.
The festival started at 8pm, but the stage was already set up during the day. Linsha Music Festival is a large-scale music festival with many bands and a huge stage.
The black metal brackets are stacked layer upon layer, solid and heavy, with a cold and hard metallic feel. The metal brackets support the huge LED screen, which is already playing the bands performing at today's music festival. The main bands appear on the screen back and forth, and every time they appear, the fans who have gathered around will cheer as their favorite bands appear.
The music festival hadn't started yet, but Tang Miao had already sensed a sense of restlessness outside the festival.
After getting off the bus and looking around, she stood up and went to the ticket office to check her ticket and enter.
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As Yu Yaya said, when Tang Miao went to check the ticket, there was already a long queue at the ticket checkpoint. Tang Miao waited in line for more than ten minutes before entering the music festival.
When she entered, some fans who had entered early were already standing in front of the festival's tall stage, waiting.
Going to a music festival is a very physically demanding recreational activity.
Because the seats are not fixed, arriving early will get a good seat, so everyone usually enters early to get a good seat. After entering, there is a long wait. After waiting, the music festival starts to slow down. Everyone cheers and jumps with the band. After a whole music festival, they are exhausted both physically and mentally.
So before the music festival, you must accumulate mental and physical strength.
It was obvious that these early-arriving fans had experience at music festivals. Not only did they enter the venue early, but after entering, they did not stand there waiting, but took picnic blankets and spread them on the ground.
After spreading the picnic blanket, everyone gathered together, greeting people they knew and didn't know, and sat around together to relax and pass the boring waiting time before the music festival began.
During the waiting time, everyone was not idle. They got together to play cards, games, and chat about trivial things about the music festival.
"I heard that the purified water will not be coming this time."
Next to Tang Miao, someone was sitting on a picnic blanket playing UNO. Playing games didn't stop them from chatting, and the topic of their conversation was naturally about the music festival.
"What? They've been sneaking away with purified water at this music festival for such a long time, and now they're not coming at the last minute? Isn't this just a joke? Their fans will definitely go crazy." After that person finished speaking, a girl said this.
"Pure Water is okay, they just keep playing the same few songs over and over again. The new songs they released in the last two years are not good, and some of the musicians are not clean," said another girl.
"Why is it not clean?" someone asked.
"Sleeping fans. Isn't this the basic exercise of the band?" said the girl.
After the girl finished speaking, several people "tsk tsk" and laughed. While they were laughing, a short-haired girl who joined them later spoke up.
"I slept with the bass player in their band."
As soon as the girl started talking, everyone's eyes turned to her. Although they talked about the band sleeping with fans, they had only heard about it. This was the first time they saw a fan who actually slept with a musician.
The gossip fire in the eyes of several people was immediately ignited. They looked at her and asked, "Fuck, is this true?"
After asking this question, a girl thought for a moment and said, "I mean, their bassist is pretty handsome."
After she finished speaking, the girl raised her eyebrows and asked, "How was it? How was it sleeping?"
After the girl asked, the short-haired girl smiled and commented, "Good job."
The short-haired girl spoke openly, and several people showed expressions of surprise and joy. Faced with such gossip so close to them, no one could help but be excited.
After seeing the expressions of the few people, the girl with short hair gave them some scientific knowledge.
"Remember, if the band wants to sleep, they sleep with the bassist. The overall level of the bassist is the highest."
"Wow!"
After the girl finished speaking, several people burst into screams even louder than before.
"Sister, how many bassists have you slept with?" one girl asked the short-haired girl hurriedly after screaming.
After the girl asked, she didn't even think about it and just said, "I can't remember."
"Wow!"
There was another scream.
After the scream, everyone looked at each other while screaming, and finally burst into laughter.
Girls don't seem to think there's anything wrong with this. Since men can sleep with women, women can sleep with the men they want.
"So, sister, have you ever slept with the bassist of Whistling Pass?"
After laughing, another girl asked this question. After she asked, everyone on the picnic blanket looked at the girl.
Being stared at like this by several people, the short-haired woman shrugged and said, "No."
"ah."
Several people slumped their shoulders in regret.
"Musicians who whiz by don't sleep with their fans, they only date." The short-haired woman seemed to be a veteran music fan and knew all about this.
After she finished speaking, she suddenly smiled and said, "And if I have to sleep, I don't want to sleep with the bassist."
"If I'm going to sleep, I'll sleep with the lead singer."
After the woman finished speaking, the people on the picnic blanket looked at each other with sparkling eyes and smiles in their eyes.
"I want to sleep, too."
"I also!"
"Hahaha, that's He Xiao! Who wouldn't want to sleep?"
"Sister, go and take him down! We can't sleep, so we'd better listen to you!"
“That’s right!”
Several people were chatting and making a lot of noise. Tang Miao, who was standing aside and listening to all their conversations, said: "..."
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Compared to the fans, the bands' appearances were all arranged in advance, so there was no need to rush in. However, no band came just before the performance.
The band's performance at the music festival is also a kind of work. Work, of course, must be taken seriously. As early as the dark shadows in the sky, four people whizzed past and arrived at the backstage of the music festival. There were other bands that had already arrived backstage, and the bands would greet each other and chat.
Bands can't be considered colleagues, but they often attend music festivals together, so they can be considered to be working together. They see each other every day, so they have some relationship. It's common to say hello and chat about songs. Even if the relationship is bad, at most they will ignore each other and just walk away.
Howling Passing is a mediocre band, and none of the members have weird personalities. Qi Yuan in particular is a social expert, so other bands are happy to interact with people from Howling Passing.
Before the performance, the band also had things to do, such as adjusting the instruments and negotiating with the lighting and sound engineers. These were Qi Yuan's jobs.
Although Qingcheng is a natural oxygen bar with dense vegetation, summer in an oxygen bar is still summer. This is the disadvantage of outdoor performances. There is no air conditioning, only some water sprayed in the air. Qi Yuan ran back and forth and sweated all over.
"Oh, it's so hot." Qi Yuan returned to the backstage and said this while sitting on the guitar case.
Lin Ye threw a bottle of ice water to him, and Qi Yuan unscrewed the cap and drank it. Ji Bang asked, "What time are we?"
"The finale." Qi Yuan said.
In previous music festivals, the performance times of the bands were scheduled, but this time a very famous band had something urgent and couldn't come, so the band was temporarily adjusted from the existing bands, and Howling Pass was the finale.
"Do you want to change the playlist?" Having said that, Qi Yuan asked He Xiao.
He Xiao sat in the chair with his head down, looking at the keyboard in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Hey, A'xiao!" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qi Yuan called him again.
After Qi Yuan finished shouting, He Xiao turned around and looked at him. Seeing He Xiao looking at him, Qi Yuan held the mineral water bottle and smiled, "What are you thinking about?"
After he said this, Ji Bang said, "What else can you think about? Songs, or women?"
After Ji Bang finished speaking, He Xiao raised his eyes and looked at him.
When Ji Bang said this, Qi Yuan and Lin Ye also laughed. Qi Yuan looked at He Xiao with a smile and said, "That's right. Our little Xiao is the most innocent boy in our band. He only thinks about songs."
"No desires, no demands." Lin Ye said.
"The representative of the abstinence department." Jibang added.
"Hahahaha!" Several people burst into laughter.
He Xiao glanced at them while they were laughing. They were just joking and they often talked about this. When they had almost laughed enough, He Xiao withdrew his gaze and talked about the playlist for tonight.
The original song list for their performance was set in advance, but because the performance order was changed, the performance time was extended. The previous songs can still be sung, but two more songs must be added.
After He Xiao finished talking about the two songs he wanted to add, Qi Yuan nodded and said, "Okay."
After he finished speaking, Qi Yuan let out an "ah" and looked at the gradually darkening sky, saying, "I have to ask them to pay more after the performance. I am so exhausted."
After Qi Yuan said this, several people laughed.
"Are you still short of this little money?" Lin Ye asked.
After Lin Ye finished speaking, Qi Yuan turned around and looked at him seriously.
"That's not the way to say it. We have put in the work, so we should get the compensation we deserve."
"It's not a matter of whether to add extra money or not, but if we don't add extra money, it will seem like we're whizzing by cheaply."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, everyone started laughing again.
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Tang Miao entered the venue at around six o'clock.
After entering the venue, we waited for another hour before the music festival began amidst a huge crowd of people.
This is Tang Miao's first time attending a music festival.
Her memory of the band's performance still lingers on the last time on the way home.
At that time, a bar that was neither too big nor too small gathered dozens or even hundreds of people in front of the bar's stage. The bar's stage was not small, but in the closed bar, it always felt like when the band sang, the sound floated out and was then trapped again.
Livehouse is like a glass of sparkling wine. You pour it into the glass, and the bubbles boil and surge inside. But only in this small transparent glass can the music, cheers, screams of fans and the performance of the band be trapped in this glass. The bubbles surge and ferment, and finally a glass of mellow and rich wine is left.
The music festival is more like the sea.
It was like the sea at night without moonlight. There was sea breeze and waves on the sea surface, and the sound of music was like a wind that came from nowhere, leaping up from the sea surface, sticking to and driving a layer of sea water, moving towards the coast layer by layer, and then sweeping the beach, hitting the sea rocks, and finally leaving behind the sound of the wind and the salty smell of the moist and rich sea breeze.
A refreshing, restless, surging six colors, a brilliant and gorgeous memory that belongs to summer.
After the music festival started, the fans who were originally sitting on the ground had already rolled up their picnic blankets and stood up. People who came later also squeezed forward, and soon the crowd was squeezed together. Amid the boiling noise and the tide of screams, Tang Miao was like a grain of sand buried in the desert dust.
But although the sky was covered by sand and dust, you could still see the sun hanging high above.
Tang Miao stood among the lively fans, being carried away by their atmosphere, and looked up at the performance on the stage.
The performances at music festivals are crazier and more lively than those at livehouses.
The band that came this time was much more famous and powerful than the compilation band in a small livehouse. Tang Miao stood in the crowd, watching the performance of the band on the stage, and the screams of the fans when the band performed.
Tang Miao didn't like the first band very much. It was the kind of heavy metal rock that was very popular. The lead singer held an electric guitar, wore headphones, and screamed at the top of his lungs. This kind of music had a sense of dying, and both the singer and the listener could feel the shock of rebirth brought by the brink of despair.
As soon as the first band started playing, the place became lively.
Then the second band came on stage.
Tang Miao didn't know much about the band.
But before coming, Yu Yaya gave her some information about the bands that came to the festival. For example, the first band was heavy metal, and the second one was punk. Punk bands are the most popular style of bands in China. It really sounds cheerful, and the lyrics and tunes are catchy. When the musicians on the stage perform, everyone in the audience sings along, as if they all know how to sing.
The second punk band ended, and the third was a funk band.
This kind of band is more jazzy, low-key and steady, and has more English songs. After the turmoil, it is rare to hear such a band singing such a song, which is also quite refreshing.
Tang Miao likes this style a little bit.
After the funk bands, there were disco, pop, industrial, etc. There were big and small bands, and good and bad performances.
Among these passionate bands, there is another neo-classical band.
This kind of neo-classical band is a kind of band that mixes rock and classical music. It adds a lot of classical music to rock, and then collides movement and stillness to bring people audio-visual enjoyment.
While Tang Miao was listening, he thought he was taking a piano lesson, but at the same time he started screaming.
She couldn't say whether she liked it or not, but it was quite interesting.
After the band finished their performance, the crowd suddenly fell silent. In the silence, someone was talking in a low voice.
“Is this the last band?”
"Whirling past?"
Several people were whispering to each other, and at the same time, the lights on the stage suddenly went out.
Suddenly, night enveloped the heat wave.
Tang Miao fell into darkness, her heart tightened slightly with the sudden darkness. She could hear the whispers of other fans, and she looked at the stage, watching the lights on the stage slowly light up one by one.
The lights first lit up on the left side, illuminating the fans on the left, causing a sensation and screams from the fans. Then the lights lit up on the right side, causing another sensation and screams. Then the lights lit up in front, then in the back, and finally, all the lights lit up, the screen opened, and the name and logo of the band that was going to perform next appeared on it.
"ah!"
The fans at the music festival burst into the loudest and most enthusiastic screams since they arrived at the festival.
Tang Miao stood in the middle of the screaming fans, looking at the four big words on the screen above her head. Her blood and blood vessels seemed to be numbed by the screams of the fans.
It suddenly numbed her heart.
"Whoosh! And! Pass!"
Amid the cheers of the fans, four people went on stage.
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Tang Miao had heard He Xiao sing before. At that time, she was on her way home, sitting at the bar in a corner of the bar, watching the performance of He Xiao and his band members.
At that time, He Xiao was also standing behind the keyboard and the microphone. Before the performance, he habitually glanced at the audience. Then, his fingers fell on the black and white keys, the piano sound flowed from his fingertips, the guitar, bass and drums sounded, and his voice blended into the song through the microphone.
He Xiao’s songs are not very lively.
Compared to the heavy metal and punk I heard before, it doesn't even sound as funky and lively. His voice is deep, but his voice is clear like a boy's. The two feelings are mixed together, bringing a sense of vigor mixed with masculine sexiness and youthful immaturity.
His songs seem to have life.
Every word in the lyrics, uttered through his Adam's apple, fell into the microphone at his lips, and after being amplified by the speakers, became hot and boiling, making people feel the tenacious power of life.
This power is like fire, which turns cold water into boiling water. This power is like geothermal heat, which turns dormant land into scorching magma.
He stood there, singing calmly. As he sang, the fans under the stage felt their souls boiling and burning along with his singing.
This is a kind of spiritual interaction and satisfaction.
It means that you and he are two completely different people, you have two bodies. When he sings, he releases his soul, and you hide in the crowd, you can see and hear, you can feel it, and you can also touch his released soul at that moment.
They screamed, tore, entangled, and merged in the night sky, in the heat, darkness, and evening breeze.
To follow the band's performance, you need to walk a long way, wait for a long time, and stand in a noisy environment, which is very hard.
And all the hard work is swept away at this moment, leaving only happiness.
Tang Miao stood in the audience, looking at He Xiao on the stage, and all she felt was happiness.
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