Blind date to idol talent show

Chapter 142
Every evening is the busiest time in the park. There are people who take a walk after dinner, and some dance in the square. There are many kinds of square dance, such as Tai Chi, ballroom dancing, fan dance and so on.

Li Yimu's mother will also become a member of the square dance army during winter and summer vacations, but her mother has always been reluctant to admit that she dances square dances.

She said: "My name is fan dance, which is about skill. How can it be compared with simple square dance?"

To this, Li Yimu replied: "Yes, what Mom said is right, square dance is to dance in the square, you dance in the park, at most it is called park dance."

Li Feng said in a low voice: "That is also the square of the park, so it is also a square dance!"

Then he was taken one-on-one by Zhang Meijuan, and Li Yimu couldn't control these things anymore. The purpose of Li Yimu asking his mother this question was whether there was any grandpa who played chess in that park.

When he was making the accompaniment of "The General", he felt that there was no sound of the grandpa playing chess at the beginning and the end, just like "The Fragrance of Dao" without crickets, lacking soul.

Originally, it was not his turn to do this job, and there were staff to help, but the staff went to negotiate with the old men, and then Li Yimu was very dissatisfied with what was recorded.

Because it may be because it is being recorded, the old men are a little bit reluctant to let it go. There is no such domineering feeling that everyone else is a stinky chess basket except me.

So I still had to record secretly and Li Yimu didn't believe them, and felt that they were fooling around, so he decided to do it himself.

The canteen on the street is also not suitable, because you will record the sound of vehicles coming and going on the road when you are recording.

The last time he went to the park near his home was when he was in elementary school, and he didn't like to go to the park to play in junior high school, so he didn't know if there were any old men who played chess there, so he consulted his mother.

And the reason why I chose the neighborhood is because many uncles knew him, Li Yimu, and he grew up when he was young, so he was not in danger if he was caught.
"Yimu, why do I feel that we are out of place here?"

Wang Chengang and Li Yimu were sitting on the Go table in the park at this time, playing backgammon on the Go board.

The recording has not started yet, and they can still talk at this time. After a while, the two of them can't talk, and can only communicate by typing on their mobile phones.

Li Yimu, wearing a mask, said, "Why are you out of place?"

"There are middle-aged and elderly people around, and we two young people are sitting here playing backgammon, do you find it awkward?"

Li Yimu thought for a while, er, it seemed a bit abrupt, why are young people playing backgammon in the park now?

"Then what do you say?"

"The two of us play a mobile game, which is more reliable than this."

"Ah? I don't know how to do it!" Li Yimu really doesn't know how to play games. He even plays games with handles. Basically, he doesn't know anything about computer games and mobile games.

Then Wang Chengang took Li Yimu to play the game. He said it was a battle royale game, but Li Yimu thought it was a skydiving game.

This buddy lives up to his name, he is very tough, and he always takes Li Yimu, a novice, to jump to crowded places. Sometimes he can break through the tight encirclement, but Li Yimu never persisted for more than a few minutes.

"Why are you gone again?!" Wang Chengang muttered.

"Why are you talking? You're recording the sound." Li Yimu glared at him, even though he was immersed in the excitement of skydiving, he still did not forget the main purpose of coming today.

Li Yimu turned off the recording equipment, and then listened: No, it feels a bit far away.

Coincidentally, the character in his game has turned into a box at this moment, so he directly took the recording equipment and approached the old men.

As soon as you get close, you can smell the strong smell of smoke through the mask. At this time, a middle-aged man and an elderly man are playing chess.

The elderly are not gray-haired, because many old men also dye their hair to make themselves look younger.

Not to mention the uncle, many young people now have gray hair, but it doesn't matter, it's better than no hair.

In this way, Li Yimu recorded the sound at the risk of being chased and beaten by the uncle.

At this time, the chess game has entered the second half. The middle-aged man still has one cart and one cannon left, and the old man only has one cart left to defend. Fortunately, he is still full of officials.

The old man obviously refused to admit defeat, and the car kept playing tricks at the bottom to prevent the opponent's car from sinking to the bottom of the iron door bolt.

Some people at the side thought it was a draw and asked the two sides to re-play the game, but the middle-aged man was obviously unwilling. He adjusted the position of the veteran and finally used the general to assist at the end.

He hit the old man with a ruthless iron door bolt, and at the same time said: "General, in vain (uncle)."

Li Yimu's eyes lit up: This is what I want.

After recording for a long time, Li Yimu finished the recording when the chess booth was about to disperse, and then went to the recording studio to listen to the sound selection, which is also a big project.

"Let's go, go back to my recording studio and screen the materials, what else are you doing?" Wang Chengang greeted Li Yimu.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to do."

Li Yimu took out a cigarette from his backpack and was about to walk to the chess stand.

"Wait a minute, I'll leave here with the equipment first, lest you get hit and affect me"

He also understood why Li Yimu was going, and he also thought it was right, but it didn't affect him to run first. Wang Chengang said that it was not because he was afraid of being beaten, but because he was afraid that the equipment would break down.

However, Wang Chengang's worries were doomed to be superfluous. As soon as Li Yimu took off his mask, many masters at the chess stall knew him.

Isn't he the star son of Xiao Li in our community, he has been very handsome since he was a child, and he can be recognized at a glance.

Li Yimu happily chatted with the elders, and he answered what the old man asked, and then he talked about recording their chess playing sound to make a song, and gave him cigarettes.

"What's the matter, take it back, take it back, we don't want your cigarette."

There is no shortage of money in the nearby community, but this is his intention anyway, so Li Yimu forced the cigarette into the arms of the old man who was just "general" just now, and then ran away.

"Look, my family's teacher has nothing to say about being a human being." The old man sighed.

A few hours of material is not suitable for accelerated listening. Li Yimu and Wang Chengang are wearing earphones and are slowly screening the material in the recording studio.

After a while, Wang Chengang took off the headphones impatiently: "No, I have to be quiet, it's too noisy."

"You take a break, drink some water, and I will continue to listen."

"Yimu, look at someone who is a star, the accompaniment and songs are all handled by the team. You, do it all by yourself. This is not looking for trouble."

"Brother Bao said, I have music obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I don't feel at ease when others come."

"Come on, I also have music obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I'm not as obsessive as you. You are the axis. I don't understand. Doesn't the sound of the old man playing chess sound the same? As for?"

"As for, there is no soul without this." Li Yimu answered seriously.

"People listen to songs, who listen to souls?"

"You don't understand it even if you say it, but you will know it when the song comes out!"

Li Yimu then listened to the material with headphones on. He knew that his good buddy was just complaining, and he would still help him after complaining.

Wang Chen just sighed, this Li Yimu is good at everything, but sometimes he has weird ideas.

He walked behind Li Yimu, raised his hand as if to slap him, but of course it was just a movement, and he wouldn't really hit him.

Sighing, he turned around to fetch water, and also took a cup for Li Yimu by the way.

Oh, it’s good to listen to music, what kind of soul is listening to?
　I went to play script killing with my friends today, I came back late, sorry, there will be another chapter later~
　　It is said that the accompaniment of "The General" was recorded by Jay Chou himself when he went to the Youth Park and took the risk of being chased and beaten by the uncle~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)