Perfect Superstar

The back of Forgotten Grass Bar is a large, separated room with two separate suites.

Backstage is a space for bar singers.

There is a row of dressers and storage cabinets outside, plus five or six soft chairs for resident singers and singers, and two small suites with sofas, TVs, wine cabinets, private toilets and other facilities, which are the site of signed singers and bands.

Also singing in bars, singers have very different status.

By the time Lu Chen came in, the outside world had sat a man and two women singers, the male singer was playing mobile phones, the female was making up, and nobody had ignored Lu Chen who had just pushed the door in.

Because in this small circle, Lu Chen's position is the lowest.

“Morning, Brother Ye. Morning, Sister Hong! ”

Lu Chen greeted the two as usual, then sat down in his position and placed the box.

His position is at the far corner of the backstage.

The male singer unreasonably said, "Well," the female singer put down her cotton pad and laughed, "Lu, you're late today. Did the boss criticize you? Huh!”

Sister Hong is in her thirties this year. She has been in the worried grass bar for five years. She is good at love songs and has a good voice. Although she doesn't look great, she is still a bit famous in the bar singer circle in the rear sea.

But she's a lot better than Na Na Zhang, a signed singer who forgot one of the pillars of the Grass Bar.

Nevertheless, she has always maintained a high level of arrogance towards Lu Chen, which sounds like an inquiry of concern, hiding a hint of cynicism and ridicule.

On yesterday's Lu Chen, it will definitely be depressing, but there is no flame in the heart.

But after three different lives in his dreams, his attitude has changed without even noticing himself. “Thank you, Sister Hong, I have mistaken my boss. ”

Hongxiang shrugged and couldn't say what she wanted to say later.

She softly “hummed”, ignoring Lu Chen, and picked up the cotton she had just thrown away.

At this moment, a small suite of doors suddenly opened and a man in a black jacket and a long hair cape walked out.

“Brother Qin! ”

Sister Hong and the male singer reacted quickly and immediately stood up and smiled and greeted each other.

Lu Chen took a beat and stood up with him: “Good morning, Qin...”

This jacket man Qin Hanyang is forgetting the real class in the grass, the lead singer and rhythm guitar player of the wandering band, he is an indispensable soul character of the wandering band, even the boss Chen Jianhao is kind to him.

The Wandering Band resides in Forgotten Grass, with a total of five members, in addition to Qin Hanyang, there is also a main voice guitar player, a bass player, a drummer and a keyboard player.

It's not easy to support a band in a bar like Forgotten Grass, and in turn the presence of wandering bands raises the bar's reputation and popularity, so it's a well-deserved column.

Qin Hanyang had no expression on his face, and nodding his head was a response.

He picked up several pieces of paper on the dresser and folded back into his room, closing the door.

Sister Hong and the male singer look a little chatty, but where do they really qualify with Qin Hanyang? Knowing the latter phrase will get them out of the worried grass, even in the rear sea circle.

Lu Chen smiled in his heart, he and Qin Hanyang were too far apart, and he didn't have the idea of climbing. That doesn't matter how the attitude of the other party is. Of course, there will be no embarrassment of putting a hot face on his cold ass.

A bar is also a small river and lake, while Lu Chen is only a small shrimp and rice in the river and lake.

He sat down again and began to brush his messy hair.

Unlike Sanlitun, where fish dragons mix in the atmosphere, the uniquely costumed, sloppy, decadent, corrupt singer is not popular here, so his image is important.

On the stage outside, the host's voice had been heard, and that was the beginning of the warm-up.

Lu Chen had to hurry to get ready, and soon he was going to perform.

As for what song to sing tonight, he has a preliminary idea in his mind.

While the host was joking about the vibe, the service who had previously guarded the front door of the bar snuck into the studio to the right of the backstage.

The studio is tiny, with devices and computers to control the sound, lights, cables and wires that are dense and numb like spider webs, and red, green, blue LED lights flashing.

Sitting in the middle of the "spider web" was a fat man weighing at least 200 kg, with a huge listening earpiece, shaking his head and listening to the song, and leaving half the unfinished burger on the table in front of him.

“Fat man, fat man! ”

The waiter screamed twice in a row, and the other party didn't hear him, so he had to push forward.

Fatty opened his eyes and saw that it was the waiter. He couldn't help but frown and took off his headset and said unhappily: “Xiao Gao, why are you not picking up customers outside? Why are you running to me? Get out! ”

He is the sound pipe of the studio. In this small room, even Chen Jianhao will have to listen to him.

Xiao Gao of course knew that, and he quickly sent a Gimway beer with a smile.

Fatty picked up the beer without courtesy and glanced at him and said, "Go ahead, what do you want? I don't want to talk about big things! ”

“What a small thing...”

Little Gordon was so upbeat that he hurried past and whispered a few words in Fatty's ear.

Fatty looked strange, and he looked up and down at each other like he knew each other again, and said, "You son of a bitch, is that a small thing? ”

Xiao Gao accompanied him with a smile: “It's a small matter, I just saw that Lu Chen was upset, and nobody was in his white face. We just taught him a lesson so that he could know that he was hanging around in the grass of worry, and not with his face! ”

“Hmm...”

Fatty nodded his head and raised his hand with his fat chin and said: “It makes sense. You said he was not good at singing handsome songs. He didn't go to Sanlitun to be a master, he went to the rear sea to pretend to be a literary young man, and Fatty had to wipe his ass. This... isn't the end of the book upside down? ”

”'Yes, Fatty, you're doing him a favor,' said Gaoyin.

He suddenly moved and pointed to the monotonous glass window in the studio and said: "Lu Chen is on stage! ”

The wall separated by the studio and the stage is equipped with a one-sided perspective glass that allows the people inside to see the whole stage, while the people outside can't see inside.

The guy with the guitar walking into the middle of the stage, not Lu Chen or who?

“Fatty, do it! ”

Xiao Gao's eyes stared at Lu Chen with anxiety and impatience.

“Why are you panicking? ”

Fatty glanced at Xiao Gao and said: “I have a number in my heart, I don't need you to teach me how to do it! ”

As he spoke, he reached out and turned off a button on the sound console, and the LED indicator on the auxiliary speaker next to him went out immediately.

The singers in the Post-Hai Bar are basically live singers and even live accompaniments. It's hard to mix up people who don't have the skills here, but the singers' voices can be adjusted in the studio, the sound repair is good, and they have the ability to decay into magic.

Really professional tuners don't want to mix in the bar and can't afford to forget the grass, so backstage tuning is done by a semi-professional voice tube, with a quasi-professional digital device, masking the outside world is perfectly fine.

Among the customers who come to the bar to consume, there are also people in the circle who know how to do it, but there are not many, let alone know what's inside.

Lu Chen's playing level is very ordinary, he has the opportunity to come on stage to shine and salvage fast, in addition to the facial advantages, the backstage tuning of the fat man's voice tube is also a credit.

What upsets Fatty is that Lu Chen never gave him any good, bigger than the singers on the field!

So now encouraged by his senior year, his resentment spreads, temporarily closing the tuning station.

In this way, the sound played on stage by Lu Chen will not be optimized in any way, directly through the authentic presentation of the work in hundreds of thousands of * * L speakers.

He'll reveal the original!

Fatty hey hey smile, lost an eye for Ko: “You wait and see the show! ”

Xiao Gao nodded hard and shook his fist with excitement - Lu Chen, see what face you have left to keep forgetting the grass!

At this moment, Lu Chen does not know that he is being reckoned with.

He sat on the bench, holding the guitar in his arms in his right hand, releasing his left hand to adjust the angle of the microphone.

After 8pm, on a weekend double holiday, more and more guests appeared in the bar, almost two thirds of them now occupied, many of them old customers.

After being ready, Lu Chen said to the microphone: “Thank you all for coming to Forget Grass. I will be the first to sing for you today. A flying pigeon, I hope you enjoy it! ”

Rare applause sounded in the bar, and a female guest who knew Lu Chen blew a loud rogue whistle.

“Lu, come on! ”

Many guests laughed and the atmosphere became lively and lively.

Lu Chen waved at each other and was ready to start his own performance.

“Brother Jian Hao...”

Behind the bar, the charming woman looked at Lu Chen on stage and her eyes lit up a little: “You little fellow looks nice, very handsome Fan, can sing again, let him come to my company. ”

“He?”

Chen Jianhou smiled dumbly and shook his head: “Xiao Lu's hardware is OK, but the playing level is too amateur. Here the mattress is the limit, and you have to lean against the back sound repair support. Do you really want to sign him? ”

“Forget it...”

The feminine woman resolutely said: "Without the bottom, my small company cannot be nurtured. ”

There are more than three people in the capital, more officials, more rich people, and more handsome men and women. Excellent people are everywhere.

In terms of music alone, there are three major music colleges in the capital, plus a variety of music training institutions. How many freshmen come out every year without knowing how many, why bother to raise a guy without a foundation?

Feminine women are casual, not too serious.

At this time, Lu Chen dialed the guitar string.