Mountain Band

Han Chen, a wild horse running wild, a heart wrapped in rough sandpaper. He grew up savagely on the outskirts of the city. He had hard fists and a bad temper. He was either fighting or on the way to a fight. The messy hair is his battle flag, and the impatience in his eyes is his declaration against the fucked up world. But don't be fooled by appearances. The order in his shabby room is comparable to that of a Swiss bank - the walls are filled with cabinets of CDs, tapes, and vinyl, ranging from Bach's fugues to the roar of underground grindcore, categorized and meticulously. Music was the only antidote to the restless monster in his body, and it was also the soundproof wall he built against nothingness. In Wuhan, a bustling city full of rivers and lakes, he met her - a girl who sang songs as cool as the big shark in Houhai. The collision of two unruly souls lit the fuse to form a band. The smell of sweat in the rehearsal room, the sound of his debut, the friendship between brothers, the inexplicable electric current with the lead singer girl... Music is no longer a refuge, it has become the fuel that ignites him, releases him, and reshapes him. Follow Han Chen and jump into this pot of boiling youth: watch him fight, listen to his collection of weird records, feel his hormones that have nowhere to go, and accompany him in the arena of Wuhan, using one hoarse performance after another to make the name of "The Great Demon King" the loudest echo.