MTL - Hollywood Lover-Chapter 525 season of pleasing the senses
I saw hundreds of people standing below, and the students who were either wearing pajamas or trouser forks were looking forward to it and talking about it below.
"Carl, didn't you say that there is a rock band practicing songs here? Why is there no sound?"
"Believe me, I really heard it, just now, that song is so **** good! Otherwise, I won't drag you out of the bed, okay?"
"What about the song, why is no one singing?"
Hundreds of audience members below raised their heads and looked at Zhang Dongcheng, who was looking down. He just snapped his fingers with a smile on his lips, and said to Zhong Zhiguo with a big smile: "Haha, it seems that the audience Quite a few! In order not to disappoint them, come to Zhiguo, come to NUMB again!"
Ethereal and shouting sounded again, waking up everyone's ears. At this moment, only NUMB!
In France, summer is a season of delighting the senses. The bright sunshine makes people feel refreshed. If you are a music and dance lover, facing various music festivals, you may have to hesitate: where to go to dance to your heart's content. Rock, pop, electro, jazz, but also traditional music... From south to north, there is something to satisfy the interests of listeners from all over France.
On this day, for his own promise, Zhang Dongcheng even gave the crew members a day off, and accompanied Zhong Zhiguo and his French friends Bernard and Boushamin to go to the music festival to sign up.
The glamorous Laticia was picked up in the small broken car, Zhong Zhiguo and French friends were pulled along, and the five happily marched towards the organizing committee of the music festival.
Outside the organizing committee, many bands are already queuing up to sign up. You must know that this day is a national event, and every underground rock band attaches great importance to it. They often show their own level on this day, and they will win the hearts of the crowd. If you pay attention, you will be able to make a blockbuster!
So, as long as the rock bands who feel that their level is not bad are here, they are eager to pass the evaluation of the organizing committee first, and then they can show their talents on the big stage.
"Smith, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel that you are a little nervous and worried?" Laticia asked with concern, holding Zhang Dongcheng's hand.
"Oh, it's nothing." Zhang Dongcheng sighed secretly, but he was thinking about the unfair treatment he encountered in Cannes a few years ago, and hoped that he would not be so unlucky today and encounter the same thing again.
But it seemed that God was right against him, the judges didn't come to make trouble, but Steve was behind them by a strange phenomenon, closely following Zhang Dongcheng.
Steve stared gloomily at Zhang Dongcheng in front of him, watching him casually holding Laticia's hand, the intimacy between them can be seen from the individual, and he couldn't help being full of heart Angry, very upset.
asshole! asshole! This girl was supposed to be mine! Steve gritted his teeth resentfully, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water, jealousy gnawed at his heart like a snake and scorpion, making him uncontrollably furious.
"HOHO~~Who is this? Isn't this old friend Smith!" Hiding all the anger in his heart, Steve changed his face and went up to him, pretending to be very familiar with Zhang Dongcheng. He greeted him with a smile all over his face.
"Steve? Are you here too?" Zhang Dongcheng turned his head to look, but smiled softly, and replied lukewarmly.
The anger deep in the corners of Steve's eyes has long been caught by the sensitive Zhang Dongcheng, but he just doesn't reach out to hit the smiling person. As long as this guy doesn't do bad things or go too far, Zhang Dongcheng doesn't bother to talk to him.
You must know that there will never be fewer sunspots and trolls in this world. If everyone wants to push back, then Superman will die of exhaustion.
"Aha, we are also here to sign up. How about it, have you prepared new songs for the concert? You must know that an orchestra can only sing one song at this festival, and only bands that perform very well can sing two or three songs. "Steve said pointedly, just smiling on his insidious face, not knowing what conspiracy was hidden.
"Hey, Steve, you don't think they can sing two or three songs, do you? I'm afraid they won't even be able to get on the stage! Haha!" The drummer who choked last time laughed with his eyes wide open. His tone was full of unspeakable jealousy and resentment.
"Whether you can get on the stage or not, you don't need to worry about it." Zhang Dongcheng lost his appetite when the drummer said it, and he didn't want to talk to this team of jealous French men anymore. He just stood in line, waiting to enter Let the judges decide.
And this drummer seemed to have won a battle, and he kept talking behind his back. If it weren't for the large crowd around him, Zhang Dongcheng would really want to turn around and tear off the guy's pants, and then gag him superior!
Soon, it was the turn of Zhang Dongcheng and the band members to enter the arena. He just snapped his fingers in high spirits, calling everyone to go in, but he looked at Steve with meaningful eyes.
Steve, don't mess with me again, if I say it again, I won't promise anything!
Making up his mind, Zhang Dongcheng turned around resolutely.
Very good, this time it’s not like Cannes. The judges of the music festival spoke very highly of the lead vocal band of Zhang Dongcheng and Zhong Minguo. Time for them to sing three songs on stage!
Haha, this is the most important music festival in France. This is the biggest and most gorgeous stage. Three songs are enough to be compared with big-name stars!
Zhong Zhiguo jumped up excitedly, and Zhang Dongcheng was also quite surprised. When they walked past Steve and the others outside the door, Zhong Zhiguo couldn't help but gestured an OK gesture to them!
"Why, you passed?" Steve was taken aback, and made an OK gesture to me to mock me for my lack of vision?
Hearing his unbearable question, Zhang Dongcheng smiled slightly, but he pulled everyone away, ignored him and stood there, so angry that he didn't know what to say, Steve.
"Steve, they passed? FUCK, what are the judges inside! Will they be judges?" The drummer leaned over and asked, also twisting his mouth angrily.
In their view, how can the Chinese sing rock and roll well, even if they are beaten to death, they will not believe it!
"Let's go in first." With a gloomy face, Steve just greeted the band members to enter the judging room. Now is not the time to meddle in other people's business. Why not just close your eyes and jump in the Seine.
Although Steve’s character was poor, he still had a certain standard in rock and roll. Soon he got a chance to perform on stage for one song, but they only had time to perform one song.
"Mr. Judge, I would like to ask the last group of bands, er, Smith, they are my friends, I would like to ask how many songs they got to perform?"
The judges didn't pay attention for a while, and just said casually: "The last band? Oh, their performance is shocking, they have three songs to perform."
what! Three, three songs!
As if a bolt from the blue exploded in his heart, Steve only felt his eyes go black, that **** Smith and the Chinese got the performance time of three songs, this is impossible!
FUCK, no wonder that when Zhong Zhiguo left, he triumphantly raised the OK gesture to himself. His sister's gesture was not OK at all, but the number three!
He was telling himself that they had time for three songs!
FUCK, FUCK!
What people are most afraid of is comparison.
Comparing Steve and Zhang Dongcheng, they immediately saw the gap. This dealt a serious blow to their pretentious hearts, and they were so shocked that they turned pale.
A group of people walked out of the room dejectedly. They were no longer happy about getting the chance to perform on stage, replaced by anger and endless hatred.
The drummer couldn't bear it any longer, and jumped up and cursed: "Damn it, then Smith must have spent a lot of money to buy off the judges to have three songs, or else with their song, can you sing?" So beautiful? FUCK, they must have spent money!"
"Yes, that's right, they must have used some ulterior means, otherwise, how could the Chinese beat us in rock? It's absolutely impossible!" The other band members also shouted excitedly.
Steve frowned, his mind spinning wildly, and suddenly asked the band members: "Do you all remember the song they sang?"
All the people present were playing music, and they still had some sensitivity to the song. They looked at each other and didn't know what Steve was doing suddenly, but they all nodded and said, "Although I only listened to it once, I remember most of it. .”
"I also remember a lot. Maybe we can spell it out and the whole song will be pretty close."
"Oh, after I listened to the song they sang that day, I couldn't help but write it down, and I wrote it as a score and threw it there. Why, Steve, do you need this?" Someone yelled in amazement, and then wondered asked.
"I was thinking, why don't we grab this song!" Steve approached the crowd, lowered his voice, and said sinisterly and viciously.
"Grab... grab it? Can it work?" The drummer was startled, but his greed in the face of the peerless golden song was ignited by Steve's words, and his eyes brightened.
"Then Smith is a complete idiot. He sang that song in front of us, but he didn't register the copyright! I went to the Music Copyright Center to ask about it yesterday. Recently, no Chinese came to register the copyright, and there was no song called NUMB. We can copy it, change the lyrics a little, register it first, and make this song ours!" Steve's eyes were full of pride, and he had already thought about this move.
"Good idea, really good idea! I think this is the way to do it. At that time, we will sing NUMB first at the concert, so that they will be scared to death! Haha!" The drummer was talking, imagining Zhang Dongcheng and the others listening Seeing that I sang their song first, I was so surprised that my face was white and completely at a loss, I put my waist in excitement and laughed.
