Jiang Dongliu had watched the video of the match between Dahan Fengyun before.

This band has a heavier style.

It is a bit like the "Awakening Mountain" in a parallel world, and belongs to the heavy metal core band.

Jiang Dongliu is not a professional musician, so he cannot make professional evaluations of the Han Dynasty's Fengyun's technology.

But from the perspective of a rock music fan, he felt that the skills of the Han Fengyun were good, the rhythm was heavy, ruthless, and stable, and the on-site incitement was very strong.

Especially Hao Han's electric guitar, the chords produced by him are particularly vivid and powerful, and the tacit understanding of Zhao Dalong's drums often gives people a sudden and explosive impact pleasure, making people feel excited.

Even if you watch it on the computer, you can still feel the violent aura that is about to gush out from the bones of this band.

Ordinary singers really can't suppress such violent bands.

Unfortunately, Hao Han's voice is average.

He is a deliberate black-core voice.

A mouth was like a rumble barking, like a tank rolling over a person's brain, and I couldn't hear what he was singing.

On the contrary, the vocals of their band's bassist Xia Feng and keyboardist Liu Yun are quite textured, which can add points to their band's performance.

Jiang Dongliu has a natural favor to the band called "Fengyun".

But the style of the Han Fengyun is too heavy and violent, and it feels like it will be out of control at any time.

He wasn't sure if such a band could bring him versatile music.

After all, it is impossible for him to only use hardcore metal style works when he moves songs.

For music festivals in different regions and styles, he wants to interpret works with varying styles.

He himself prefers to find a panacea band that can perform more musical styles to cooperate.

Qian Dachao insisted on finding a big man.

According to his words, the musicians such as the Great Han Fengyun are all senior experts.

It is at least two levels higher than the musicians who switched jobs to Daqin Iron Mine.

The musicians who have been in the Tang Dynasty for several years are not just a joke.

As long as they recognize Jiang Dongliu's music and are willing to cooperate, they will definitely be able to perform soundtracks with different styles.

Now as long as Jiang Dongliu is optimistic about them, there will be some discussion on this matter.

"How is it, Lao Jiang, go to Ahao to experience the live performance of Dahan Fengyun at night. Only by watching this heavy band on the spot can you see their skills at a glance. Anyway, just by watching their band's senses before, I think their music is very exciting. Let's have fun at night?"

"Okay, what time will they play?" Jiang Dongliu asked while eating the crab stick.

"They were arranged to start the first game, and the game should start at 7:30. But they rank relatively low, so they can only perform after 8:30. You can also play the matching game tonight, right?"

"Yes, I haven't signed up yet, but the song has been recorded. I'll go to Guizhou dialect area to play a game tonight."

"Well, I heard Tang Zhi say that. There are few people in the dialect area of ​​Guizhou. You probably will be able to finish before 7 o'clock. After that, we will kill you and go to the city."

"OK, I'll listen to you."

"Okay, I'll call Hao Han in the afternoon and make an appointment. Wait until they're over the competition in the evening, let's meet and chat in the Datang Club."

Jiang Dongliu gave Qian Dachao an OK gesture, and just focused on eating, so he didn't talk much to Qian Dachao for now.

After a hundred steps, you will live to ninety-nine.

After a delicious meal of crabs.

Jiang Dongliu stopped staying in the club for too long, so he walked back to the hotel to take a nap for health care.

I slept for almost an hour.

"Dingdong dingdong dingdong! Dingdong dingdong dingdong!"

A rushing doorbell woke him up.

He turned over on the bed while yawning, and Jiang Dongliu was about to get up.

Qian Dachao outside the door could not wait and shouted roughly: "Lao Jiang, are you there? Lao Jiang!"

"Here, stop calling."

Jiang Dongliu had a premonition that Qian Dachao had something urgent, so he put a few more rounds on himself and quickly came outside to open the door for Qian Dachao.

"Lying...Lying! Why are your eyes so red!"

After seeing Jiang Dongliu, Qian Dachao was shocked.

Jiang Dongliu only felt that his eyes were awkward, as if he was about to flow pus, and it was sticky.

He was shocked by looking at the mirror by the door.

At this time, he felt like a layer of magma was formed on his eye mask, and there were fiery red scars, which was a typical severe symptom of red eye disease.

"Damn it! I'm sick with red eyes! It turns out that I'm not allergic to eating!"

Qian Dachao subconsciously took a step back, afraid of being infected by Jiangdongliu, so he asked with a bitter face: "Who has infected you? No one in our club has this disease."

Jiang Dongliu scratched his cheeks and thought about it, saying, "It seems that someone in this hotel has red eyes. I was taking the elevator with that person before."

"Is this contagious? Damn, you're so unlucky!"

Qian Dachao expressed sympathy for Jiang Dongliu's experience, so he walked out: "I'll buy you some erythromycin eye ointment quickly. Don't get serious about this disease. There are many important competitions in the future."

"Well, you buy more."

Jiang Dongliu doesn’t believe in his immunity this time, so he still has to use the medicine when it’s time to use it.

In a short while, Qian Dachao bought back the erythromycin eye ointment and handed it to Jiang Dongliu in a hurry.

When Jiang Dongliu shook his eyes with ointment, he asked Jiang Dongliu with a little anxiety: "Can you go out in the afternoon?"

"What do you think, I'm like this, why are you going out?" Jiang Dongliu leaned his head up against the sofa, looking desperate.

Qian Dachao took off his beloved dark green beret and scratched most of his inch, as if he was stumped by something.

Jiang Dongliu opened his eyes a little, glanced at Qian Dachao who was scratching his head, and asked him, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"That's right. I just called Hao Han and asked them to talk about cooperation after performing in the evening. As a result, the guy told me that another club in the city also came to them and wanted to ask them to help perform. It was a Class C club, and the singers were going to participate in the APM25 challenge and had a great hope of getting a ranking. Hao Han and the others are more inclined to help the singers in that club now."

Jiang Dongliu said calmly: "Then let them go, and we will cooperate again if we have the chance in the future."

"No, we're too short of time. I just contacted several clubs run by friends to see if I could borrow reliable musicians. As a result, they all had a full appointment and had a performance plan in the short term. If we want to miss Hao Han and the others, it would not be so easy to find a powerful musician."

Jiang Dongliu realized the seriousness of the matter. If he had no musician's support and he could only play guitar alone, even if the God of Le came to earth, it would be impossible to make waves in the fiercely competitive APM challenge.

After a moment of silence, he asked Qian Dachao: "What should I do now? Otherwise, you can contact the musicians in the club. They will come back to do a favor, depending on your face."
Chapter completed!