The little girl blinked her bright eyes and said: "Uncle Lin, haven't you paid attention to Ji'an Radio's official account? Sister Tiantian made a special program about the resurrection of the Sewing Machine Band, and invited Uncle Hu to be a guest. He It said on it that Sister Jianguo could not be found, and I hope everyone can see her and send a message, saying that the Sewing Machine Band is waiting for their bassist."
She calls her Uncle Hu Liang and Sister Ding Jianguo. What kind of people are they?
Of course, this is not the key, the key is Sister Tiantian.
Lin Yue finally understood why Hu Liang was embarrassed to tell the details of the incident. It turned out that he had made such a big sacrifice to get him to the car repair shop.
Recalling the little appearance of "Tiantian" in the movie, Lin Yue couldn't help but shudder. Could it be...press F to enter the tank?
"opened?"
"Ah?" It took a while for Hu Liang to react, and he quickly shook his head: "It can't be opened, it can't be opened."
Lin Yue said: "The manual transmission can't be turned on, so you can put the automatic transmission on."
Hu Liang's expression looked like he was constipated.
The corners of Sun Tong's mouth were slightly raised, and his evil smile looked a bit naughty.
Xixi looked at them both with curiosity: "What are you talking about?"
Yang Shuangshu quickly picked up a bunch of wings from the oven and changed the subject: "Xixi, grandpa, can I exchange the wings in my hand for your cabbage?"
"Grandpa, isn't there one for each person in the wings?"
"Grandpa is old and can't eat too fatty food. Cabbage is good and can supplement vitamins."
After saying that, he exchanged his wings for the cabbage in Xixi's hand, and then glared at Lin Yue and Hu Liang, meaning that you two should be careful not to spoil the children.
Lin Yue patted Hu Liang's shoulder: "I'm embarrassing you."
"Really not!"
"Okay, no."
"What's that expression on your face?"
"What's my expression?"
…
Changchun, also known as Spring City in the North, is one of the central cities in the old industrial base of Northeast China. It borders Shenyang to the south and Harbin to the north. As the former capital of the Puppet Manchukuo State, there are a large number of historical, cultural and industrial heritage here.
On this day, the commercial vehicle carrying Lin Yue, Hu Liang and others stopped in the front yard of Jilin TV Station. The person in charge of picking up the vehicle took them towards the building where the studio is located.
A few days ago, when they were having dinner on the rooftop of the car repair shop, Lin Yue received a call from someone from the program team of the provincial TV station's music program "Singing for the Motherland", asking them if they were interested in coming to participate in the program.
You must know that the Sewing Machine Band is a band from a northeastern county, because it is down-to-earth and has a good and touching story. In addition, it is a combination of senior Chinese medicine practitioners, young students, and in the middle is a car repairman and a rich second generation. , for non-urban residents and residents of small and medium-sized cities who have gradually become the main force of netizens, they have a far greater affinity than the literary and artistic youth in big cities.
Kuaishou videos have been very popular in the Northeast in the past two years. Because of the user group, the Sewing Machine Band is well received and loved by the audience. The ratings of satellite TV stations in the Northeast are affected by factors such as population loss, the rise of new media, and the increasing number of online cultural and entertainment contents. It has been declining year by year. In order to cater to the taste of young domestic audiences and save the faltering ratings, the people in the "Singing the Motherland" column team decided to break the shackles and invite some Internet celebrity singers to participate in the program. The sewing machine band who can tell a good story will naturally became their priority to contact.
"Brother Yue, I'm very nervous. Are you nervous? Oh, you are BJ's big manager and a person who has seen the world. You must not be nervous. Where is Xixi? Lao Yang, can you stop wiping your sweat? Jianguo , Jianguo, take off your earphones and you won’t be able to hear what others are saying to you. Sun Tong, please pinch me and tell me this is not a dream.”
When they came to the backstage, the people from the column team asked them to take a rest and relax. Instead of relaxing, Hu Liang looked nervous, and the sweat on his forehead made the roots of his hair wet.
Of course, Lin Yue will not be nervous about this matter. In the world of "If You Are the One", he has appeared in "If You Are the One", in "The World of Yu Huanshui", he has participated in "Interview Tonight", and now he has participated in a music performance on a provincial TV station. In total, With just two songs, there’s nothing to worry about.
In fact, according to the original plan, there was only one song, but one of the guests was unable to come because of something unexpected, so he had a good chat with the female leader of the column team, and finally got time for two songs.
"There's nothing to be nervous about. It's not a live broadcast. Just relax. Have you memorized the lines I asked you to memorize?"
Hu Liang said with a bitter face: "Why don't you let Jianguo say it? Everyone knows that I have a big tongue. Aren't you afraid that when I open my mouth, I will scare away all the audience below?"
Lin Yue said: "What I want is your very recognizable voice. Do you understand how cute the contrast is?"
Hu Liang shook his head: "I don't understand."
Lin Yue glared at him, walked to where he could see the front desk, opened the curtain and looked outside.
The audience was full of spectators, mostly young people. A few girls held glow sticks in their hands, and others held wooden signs with crooked graffiti, mostly portraits. Next to them were words of encouragement: "Come on, work hard, and sing well." Text.
There is a large treble clef in the middle of the stage, illuminated by the top lights and small edge lights. On the screen behind the stage was a big red flag fluttering like waves, with the four characters "Singing for the Motherland" in the middle.
The female host in a purple evening dress walked to the center of the stage, looked at the audience and said with a smile: "There is such a band in a small border town called Ji'an. Its members include innocent and cute primary school students, and some who are about to leave their jobs. An old Chinese medicine practitioner, and a car repairman who has dreamed of forming a band of his own since he was a child... Yes, its name is the Sewing Machine Band, a band established to protect the dream of rock and roll. Today, we are singing the Motherland column The group invited them here from Ji'an, hoping that they can bring us a journey of nature with their singing."
The female host paused and continued: "Invite, Sewing Machine Band."
A burst of smoke rose into the sky, the main lights of the studio were instantly extinguished, and the stage gradually darkened.
As the elevator lifted Lin Yue and the others from under the stage, a beam of light fell and illuminated Hu Liang's face.
"Hello everyone, my name is Hu Liang. I am the leader and guitarist of the Sewing Machine Band. I believe everyone knows about us and the big guitar. After a period of depression, the Sewing Machine Band has been resurrected. I want to say that it is very exciting. I am very happy to be on the stage of "Singing to the Motherland", and next is a song "Choose C", I hope everyone will like it."
The fog on the field gradually disappeared, and four beams of lights fell, illuminating the faces of Lin Yue, Xixi, Ding Jianguo and Lao Yang.
Kaka~cha~
The sound of the cymbals is fast and the sound of the piano is loud and clear.
Hu Liang leaned closer to the microphone.
You always ask questions with ABC behind them.
I filled in ACDC, but you called me mud.
I just want to keep my true colors and my youthful spirit.
I was soaked in the November rain and listened to you scold me for being worthless.
If you burn yourself for your dreams, don’t take a breather of mediocrity.
What I want is not here, and the answer you want is meaningless.
…
After five minutes, the song ends.
There was warm applause from the audience, and the glow sticks swayed into a river.
In addition to the cheers, there were also chants of "Sewing Machine Band" and "One more."
Hu Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "The second song to be played next is our band's new song. As everyone knows, the Sewing Machine Band disbanded in mid-September, and the Ji'an Night concert also It didn't work out. We didn't live up to everyone's expectations, and the big guitar...the big guitar was also dismantled. It was during that period of depression that I walked on the street and watched those businesses that had to end due to the impact of the emerging business system. The old store that was open has been confused for a long time, and it was this experience that helped me complete the song below, "People without ideals are not sad." I hope everyone likes it."
After saying that, he plucked the strings, closed his eyes slightly and leaned toward the microphone.
My favorite record store, yesterday was her last day.
The fragments that once made me intoxicated are all scattered on the street.
Even my favorite bookstore didn’t make it through the summer.
Memories flow with nostalgia, but there is nothing to miss.
Just like those dreams I had, they became blurry and invisible.
…
Another five minutes passed.
As the last note faded, the scene was quiet for a while, and then erupted into more intense applause than the previous song. Several little girls stood up, clasped their hands into tubes, and shouted to the stage, "Sewing machine, I love you."
"thanks, thanks."
Hu Liang said: "Thank you everyone for liking it."
After speaking, he bowed deeply to the audience on stage.
"In addition, on behalf of the band members, please allow me to use the stage of "Singing to the Motherland" to express my most sincere gratitude to the band manager Mr. Lin Yuelin for being able to bring us all back together and giving us encouragement and support. If Without you, we cannot regain our lost ideals.”
"Sewing machine, sewing machine, sewing machine, sewing machine..."
Although the singing has stopped, the cheers from the audience are still there and have not subsided for a long time.
"Choose C".
"Those who have no ideals are not sad."
What they carry is the band's journey from scratch, to destruction, and then to resurrection.
…
Half an hour later.
Everyone walked out of the studio, Hu Liang's face was still as red as a monkey's butt. Although he had gone out to perform a lot before, at that time he only went to construction sites, nursing homes, kindergartens, middle schools, corporate parks, etc. He had never been to a provincial capital to perform. Hall, you have to know that this is going to be on TV, which means they will become celebrities soon.
Just like Lin Yue said, Ji'an's big guitar is gone, but Ji'an's sewing machines are up.
"Brother Yue, is it time to go to the celebration banquet next?"
Xixi said: "You just know how to eat."
"Oh, when will it be your little girl's turn to talk about your Uncle Hu? Believe it or not, I will leave you here and not take you back to Ji'an."
"Then I'll call 110, accuse you of child trafficking, and send you to jail."
"You...you really followed your mother, you are so cruel."
Hu Liang was so reprimanded by her that he could not help but grit his teeth.
At this time, Ding Jianguo walked up to Lin Yue and blocked his way: "What is the profound meaning of the lines you taught Hu Liang to memorize?"
Hu Liang just remembered those words in his mind without thinking too much about them. But she was different. She always felt that it was not just a conversation, and Manager Lin seemed to be planning something.
Lin Yue blinked at her: "You want to know?"
Ding Jianguo nodded.
Lin Yue said: "I won't tell you."
"you……"
Sun Tong, who was walking behind, saw Ding Jianguo slumped, and a slight smile flashed across his lips. Since Manager Lin said this, it meant that there must be something good to watch later.
