Master of the Stars

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The gate of the practice room opened a slit, and the stray notes floated out. Under the guidance of bass, the clear chord of the guitar crossed two measures, then cut off, and then the discussion sound:

"Look, the effect is better if not plugged in."

"Millions of people, do you use acoustic guitars? Do you trust the organizers' equipment too much?"

"The indoor and outdoor effects are incomparable. The small field and the big field are also two different things. The acoustic guitar solution is too radical, and I disagree."

"But we must emphasize harmony ..."

"Wrong, we have to detonate the atmosphere! Never destroy the whole song for the harmony of two measures!"

"Don't be noisy first, let's find the feeling and try another effect."

Then there was another murmur of clutter, and when the notes reappeared again, harmony was added to the room, but within a bar, it broke off again and the dispute recurred.

Luo Nan shook his head with a smile, and then closed the door, not to touch the restless trembling atmosphere inside. He turned his head to look at Haijing behind him: "They are really nervous."

Haijing was a little surprised: "Don't go in?"

"Don't go in again, I'm afraid Moya will hit the guitar over."

"Not yet, but others are really hard to say." Haijing touched the door handle and gave up. "Then wait for the practice to end. After all, as an underground band, signing with Mingtang Culture, the attributes have changed. Now is their metamorphosis period, and it is right to be nervous at this time.

"Is the contract signed or ..."

"Personal relationship."

"Is it more focused on commercial development, right?"

"Yes, it's popular." Hai Jing sighed softly. "I don't know if it's good or bad to bring them out of the underground circle."

With Moya, the cousin of the band obsessed, Luo Nan usually immerses himself in his own world, and he knows a little bit about the situation in the underground circle.

The signing of underground bands is a relatively sensitive topic. Many bands have been looking forward to signing contracts with brokerage companies and music companies to go from "underground" to "on the ground", but the tradition of "buying films without selling themselves" is still powerful and despise popular habits.

If it really takes off, the most feared thing is that it is half red and not black. At the same time, it is rejected by underground circles and popular circles, and it has not earned fans. Many bands collapsed at this stage.

It ’s like a “awakening” of extraordinary power. If you succeed, everything is fine, but if you fail, you can only lie on the edge of the two worlds. Not to mention the pressure of the outside world, just the confusion in self-positioning is enough to drink a pot. of.

Luo Nan shook his head: "A line of sky, a line of ground."

Seeing him like this, Haijing laughed loudly and touched Luo Nan's head with ease: "When did the little guy become so mature?"

Luo Nan froze.

Seeing Luo Nan's expression, Haijing was a little embarrassed: "Don't mind, my hand slipped."

"It's okay, you're a brother." Luo Nan didn't care at all. "I remember the first time I called your uncle, and you had a beard."

"Ah, you remember."

Haijing grinned, pulled away from Ronan, leaned against the wall opposite the practice room, took out a delicate box from his pocket, and arranged three electronic cigarettes neatly inside. He picked up one, held it in his mouth, and his speech was a bit ambiguous: "At that time, you were really ignorant and looked silly."

Saying that, the temperature of his mouth triggered the electronic cigarette switch, a "gurgling" sounded slightly, the front end of the electronic cigarette was reddish, and the hookah curled up.

Looking at the red light on the front of the e-cigarette, the memory deep in Luo Nan's brain turned up again: "Maybe, you said that I shouldn't surname Gong, I should call it bridle, don't knock it!"

"Then you will pour the juice on my face, and the smoke will be wiped out ... Hey, that's when I headed back to the door to go to your house and took a sip in the yard. What a mouth, it exploded!"

Haijing waved his hand, stuck his head against the wall, and pulled his face to the ceiling.

Probably this is also called "no shape". Compared with the dress of the suit, Ronan is still more familiar with this image. Another smile, to Haijingdao: "No band wants to sign. Moya, I don't know. Aunt always feels that the underground circle is too chaotic. If she knows that Moya has signed a formal brokerage company, she should be happy."

"Underground circles are chaotic, and this circle is also unclean." The e-cigarette in Haijing's mouth shakes up and down. "Mingtang Culture is facing a share change, which is the matter in front of it ... forget it, not to mention this."

Luo Nan felt a little embarrassed. It is one thing to enter the circle of the awakened, and really enter the "world", it seems that there are much more troubles.

"Underground **** and trouble in the sky can't be avoided."

"Okay, you have become a philosopher. Was it matured by something?"

Luo Nan blinked and changed the subject: "Brother Jing, you still quit smoking after all."

"In the past two years, I really haven't done much. It's funny to think about it. I can't quit when I sing. Once I don't sing, I can do it all ..."

At this time, Haijing bracelet vibrated, he looked down and straightened up, then took off the electronic cigarette: "It's here. I'll take you to find a place to rest. There are many empty rooms here, waste is waste, Security and privacy are still guaranteed. "

Ronan nodded to keep up.

Haijing put the e-cigarette back in the box, suddenly remembered something, and waved it with the box: "Oh, thank you uncle for me, this‘ Star Ember series' was recommended to me. ”

Luo Nan smiled and did not say anything, but suddenly remembered: So many friends in Moya can really visit home alone, and the men in the room seem to be only Haijing.

Perhaps this is the key reason why he mistaken Haijing as a "brother-in-law"?

Misidentification ...?

In this parade performance, Mingtang Culture was originally one of the organizers. Before the official performance, things went awry. Haijing said to lead Luo Nan to find a room to rest, but did not take a few steps, but also urgently pressed up, must immediately rush over.

"Forget it, go for yourself, room 5627, just turn the corner at the end of the corridor." Then, Haijing made a joke, "Don't worry about hitting people, it doesn't matter if you try one by one, every practice room is set Authority, you can't get in without authorization. "

"Okay, brother Jing, you are busy."

Haijing turned to leave, and remembered another thing: "Yes, your girlfriend is at 5621, and Bai Yu and they are together. You can also go there and turn around. With your friendship with Cat Eye Teacher, you should not put You boom. BHD's genre is more suitable for the taste of your young people. "

You have three mistakes in one sentence. Should I correct it?

Luo Nan could only take it with a smile.

Haijing wanted to touch his head again, and finally awakened in time. His slap fell on Luo Nan's shoulder: "Have fun playing on the weekend, but you should also care more about your sister."

Seeing Haijing hurried away, Luo Nan thought deeply.

"5627, 5627 ..."

According to Haijing, Luo Nan didn't find the 5627 room around the corner very much. He was about to reach out and hold the door handle, and the movement stopped suddenly. He looked up again to confirm the house number: "5627, yes, there is no problem with the permission display."

But why can those two inside go in and play so high?

The use of psychopathy will be reflected here. There is only one thing he is struggling with now: Should he continue to watch, or will he continue to watch?

Ronan sighed outside the door. Haijing is still correct in saying that this circle is quite chaotic.

Now young people know a lot, and no one is a pure white lotus. Luo Nan took a physiology and hygiene class, and Mo Peng sometimes secretly brought him some indescribable "data" and the like, and the concept was not lacking. But since he was ten years old, he has devoted himself to studying various theories, working every day, day and night, how can he have the leisure time to study those?

Unexpectedly, I did n’t expect that after sixteen years of short-selling, he would bring such advanced courses to him as soon as he was enlightened!

It should be all entertainers, men are handsome men, women are beautiful women, although they are already messy clothes, but the makeup is very fashionable.

Luo Nan inevitably lingers more on women. Even if he does n’t approve of this kind of act in broad daylight, he must admit it: it looks good!

The woman's long hair covered her face a little, and her facial contours were slightly distorted due to intense exercise. However, the innate conditions of first-class artists and strict body management, including temperament and temperament, are released when the dark room is emotional, and it really has the charm to attract people's hearts.

Stop, what am I thinking?

Luo Nan didn't know how long he was stunned at the door. In the end, of course, he still didn't go in. Instead, he walked forward quickly, walked out twenty meters, and finally stood in the center of the corridor, breathing a long breath.

Because the exhalation was too fast, the lips did not separate, and under the impact of the air flow, the lips flapped quickly, making a strange sound of "poo, poo", and the agitated breath stuck in the chest, which also dissipated in this funny voice.

"Goo!"

The forced pinch of laughter is also clear in the corridor. At the same time as the laughter entered the ear, the door of the next room also opened a slit, revealing Bai Yu's lovely round face: "What, is it so entangled when you enter the door?"

Ronan looked up at the house number, 5621, which is the BHD practice room.

It was a coincidence.

He glanced back and walked out about 20 meters, and was separated from room 5627 by two doors. After all, the practice room was very large.

Bai Yu should have just gone through an exercise, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, sticking his hair. His face was red, too: "Have you seen your sister? Come here to visit? Yes, your girlfriend can be inside."

"Isn't it your girlfriend? You don't know?" Luo Nan just said ambiguity and smiled bitterly. "She has a boyfriend. What's the name of that white man?"

"Turner."

Bai Yu blurted out, then covered his mouth, glanced back, and turned his head to look at the ends of the corridor, then he was relieved when he didn't see the figure.

Then she pushed open the door and walked out, then took the door back again and lowered her voice, saying: "Don't let Brother Jing hear it, he hates the lies of his entertainers the most."

Luo Nan frowned when Bai Yu went out. Bai Yu had just practiced dancing in the house. In order to imitate the performance scene to the maximum, she also wore high-heeled shoes that were nearly 10 cm long. The well-developed body was pulled up again, standing together, two or three fingers higher than Ronan.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Bai Yu was wearing a tight dance suit at this time. The sweat stains had already penetrated. The arc of the foul chest held the small round neck hard to open a gap. Neither is it a look, nor a face twist.

The politeness problem is small, the shocking course I just encountered, but really demonstrates the correct use of this area ...

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