The first recording of the program was divided into three episodes, and the performance of the following two episodes was neither surprising nor disappointing.
Finally, the time for shooting Asperatus' rehearsal was set for Thursday afternoon at five o'clock.
On the way to Asperatus' rehearsal room, Jennie explained the shooting process to Sailub in the program team's car, "We've already arranged with the band in advance. They should be rehearsing in the rehearsal room now. When you arrive, just go in and greet the musicians, give them some pointers while listening to their rehearsal."
Sailub nodded, "No problem."
"And you even prepared a birthday gift in advance," Jennie glanced at the guitar Sailub brought along and chuckled, "P'Sai, you're too thoughtful. If the other bands don't receive gifts later, will they say you're biased?"
As an outdoor director, Jennie was visibly much more relaxed than her role as an executive director.
"The program deliberately chose to shoot on the lead singer's birthday, just to see if I'll show favoritism, right?" Sailub smiled.
Jennie squinted with laughter, "P'Sai, you truly understand our routine."
The car stopped at the corner of Atsadang Slope Street, and Sailub got out of the car, surveying the surroundings.
Compared to the bustling main road not far away, this crooked alley seemed a bit too quiet.
Several sturdy willow trees lined both sides of the narrow alley.
It was late summer, and the cicadas hidden beneath the lush willow branches chirped hoarsely.
The few bars along the alley were all closed at the moment, resting and waiting for the nightlife to begin.
Consequently, the entire alley seemed to be in a state of quiet slumber.
In such a quiet environment, the sound of a band rehearsing should have been quite noticeable.
However, there was not a single sound of rehearsal to be heard.
Sailub looked up at the signboard reading "Atsadang Bar" and wondered if the buildings on this street had good soundproofing.
Jennie also noticed something amiss and muttered as she climbed the steps, "What's going on? Did we catch them during their break?"
The glass door was unlocked, and as Jennie pushed it open, Sailub and three camera operators carrying equipment followed her inside.
The ground floor of the bar was empty, with the decor resembling that of an ordinary bar.
The stage and bar were deserted, and Sailub followed Jennie to the far end of the ground floor, where there was a dark staircase leading to the second floor.
As they ascended the stairs, a row of warm yellow wall lamps lit up on the wall.
"They said the rehearsal space is on the second floor." Jennie said, hastening her steps to see why the band wasn't rehearsing as planned.
Sailub followed her up the stairs at a leisurely pace, observing the old walls illuminated by the wall lamps, trying to gauge how many years this bar had survived.
Just a few steps away from the second floor, he heard Jennie's voice from above, "Didn't we agree to shoot at this time today? Why aren't you rehearsing? Where's Thanapon?"
As Sailub reached the second floor, he saw the bassist girl, with her princess-cut hairstyle, sitting in front of the sofa, focused on typing on her laptop.
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TO SHOU WITH LOVE
FanfictionA reckless and prepared to sting instrumental performer (gong) x a gentle and mature mentor (shou). On Sailub Hemmawich's twenty-ninth birthday, his friends in the circle organized a small birthday party for him. Outside the window, the sound of ra...
