After being dumped by the top [entertainment circle]

The recording time of the program was very fast, but it was already afternoon when it was Quan Kaiji's turn. At noon, everyone had some boxed lunch in the studio, and the program started again.

After eating, everyone was a little sleepy, and the initial enthusiasm for watching the performance was gone.

Quan Kaiji yawned. Now it was Zhao Qiansun Li's turn to appear on the 31st. Because he had to prepare backstage, he couldn't see the stage.

But listening to their performance and the reaction on the spot, they should have performed well. As for the level, Quan Kaiji couldn't hear it clearly.

"Number 32! Get ready to go on stage."

Quan Kaiji stretched, and took the microphone handed over by the props team.

He picked up the guitar casually, touched the pocket of his pants that he hadn't touched since he went up the mountain, and walked onto the stage.

Quan Kaiji hadn't performed yet, but the scene was heated up again.

This is also thanks to Zhao Qian, Sun Li and the others, who woke up the drowsy students in advance with a vigorous song and dance.

"Here we come, we've been waiting for him!"

"Finally, my God, he is the pinnacle of our looks!"

"Quan! Hold oil!"

Standing in the center of the stage, Quan Kaiji smiled at the excited Billy.

He has deep eyebrows and a straight nose, a perfect blend of Eastern and Western characteristics.

The supposedly aggressive appearance has softened a lot because of this smile, and the whole person doesn't seem to have so much sense of distance.

He was dressed so simply that he couldn't be more concise, his back was straight, and he was holding a microphone in one hand and a guitar in the other.

Standing there casually, it easily attracted everyone's attention.

"Introduce yourself." Ren Zijin flipped through the documents with his head down, his voice two degrees colder than before.

Quan Kaiji didn't care too much, his eyes fell directly on the soft curls of his hair that were exposed because he lowered his head.

"Hello everyone, I am Quan Kaiji, a personal trainee, 21 years old, Chinese nationality."

Quan Kaiji deliberately raised his voice, coupled with his face with a deceptive smile, he successfully created the image of a cheerful boy.

Jin Yu raised his chin with both hands with great interest, and blinked at him: "Are you a mixed race?"

"That's right." Quan Kaiji didn't look at her, his gaze was always on Ren Zijin who lowered his head.

"It says in your profile that the show you brought is an original song?" Wei Yufeng smiled kindly, "Then it's my home game again."

Quan Kaiji gave this senior in the Chinese music scene enough respect, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Wei."

"Let's get started." Ren Zijin finally raised his head, with a cold expression on his face, which seemed no different from when he was looking at others.

However, Quan Kaiji still saw a trace of embarrassment hidden under the calm surface.

Quan Kaiji smiled lightly, sat on the chair that had been arranged in advance, picked up the guitar, and then replied in a low voice: "You have the final say."

Although the voice of this sentence was low, it was still transmitted to the entire studio by the microphone.

The expression on Ren Zijin's face froze for a moment, and everyone including the mentor was shocked.

"I'll go! This sentence is too sua!"

"It's teasing, it's teasing! This buddy actually teased Brother Ren?!"

"I heard the meaning of a little bit of pampering? I must have swiped too much Weibo!"

Lu Chuan stretched his neck and glanced at Ren Zijin with a livid face, and then at Quan Kaiji who was adjusting the wheat on the stage.

Are you saying they're all right?I don't believe it!

He even imagined how the crazy CP fans would eat them both after the show aired!

"The song I brought is called shownointerestinsth." Quan Kaiji raised his eyes to Ren Zijin, "I don't care."

Ren Zijin clenched the pen tightly in his hand, Quan Kaiji came to look for him, he didn't pretend to be sentimental, nor was he thinking wildly.

The big stone that had been pressing on my heart these days was finally unloaded, and at the same time, new ones were added.

Quan Kaiji came to look for him, from the airport to the show is all for him, but what is the purpose?

It will never be an unforgettable old relationship, is it to revenge him for leaving without saying goodbye?

Based on his understanding of Quan Kaiji, this kid might really be able to return to China for such a childish purpose.

Three years is enough to change a lot of things, but with these few meetings, Quan Kaiji gave him almost the same feeling as before.

Cheerful and naive, a little arrogant and a second grader.

What Ren Zijin had suppressed in his heart for three years began to loosen when Quan Kaiji sang the first line.

Quan Kaiji bowed his head and played two notes, and when he raised his head again, the sunny look just now disappeared completely, replaced by a gloomy look that sent chills down the spine.

"The man with the shotgun

hiding under the red moon

elaborate trap

trapped raging beast

licking blood while screaming

Who exactly had a good meal?

......"

Quan Kaiji stood up slowly, the gloomy music style coupled with his slightly hoarse voice made the backs of everyone present feel shivering.

He puts down the guitar, and the keyboard harmonies continue.

Quan Kaiji reached out his hand and took out a long and thin thing from his pocket. Looking carefully, it was a black flute.

Raising his hand to bring the flute to his mouth, Quan Kaiji's cold eyes swept across the audience, and finally settled on the person in front of him, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The treacherous tone came from the flute, and everyone finally knew the reason why he prepared two Limai.

The sound of the flute was extremely penetrating, and Quan Kaiji closed his eyes tightly, completely immersed in the sound of the music.

A short flute sound brought the whole piece to a climax, and then ended quickly.

This is a hunt, about the hunter and the prey, it is an even game!

Quan Kaiji stood in front of Li Mai and sang the last verse of the song.

"Don't ask

It's his monster trap

Indifferent

It's his closing call

Indifferent

The beast smiles at the red moon

Indifferent

Put an end to the hunt"

At the end of the hunt, there is no final answer as to whether the hunter caught the prey or the beast tasted the feast.

When the song ended, the audience was silent for a long time.

Quan Kaiji slowly put the flute back into his pocket, and when he spoke again, it was that cheerful and sunny boy again.

"Sorry, it's a shame."

Everyone came back to their senses, Lu Chuan rubbed his arms, Quan Kaiji's performance just now was too scary.

He subconsciously looked at Ren Zijin again, his angle was quite far away, and Jin Yu beside him was already looking a bit ugly, let alone Ren Zijin who was facing the stage.

Ren Zijin didn't expect Quan Kaiji to change the song like this. When they wrote the song, they clearly wanted to write a love song.

The rap instructor, Li Jing, approached Wei Yufeng and reminded him in a low voice, "Mr. Wei, the performance is over."

Only then did Wei Yufeng come back to his senses, and looked at Quan Kaiji in amazement: "Is this your original composition? This is no less than that of a professional composer, especially the flute in the middle, which is wonderfully added! And your composition The sound conditions are also very plastic and have their own characteristics, I am very optimistic about you!"

As soon as this comment came out, the audience immediately became restless.

Being able to get Wei Yufeng to say this level of praise is enough to prove Quan Kaiji's ability, not to mention that the stage just now really managed to draw everyone into the context of the song.

Almost everyone felt as if they had witnessed a hunt, and there was some romance in the blood/gore.

This is not something that can be done casually.

"Thank you, teacher. But I made it with another person, and I changed it again." Quan Kaiji accepted the compliment with a smile, and then looked at Ren Zijin, "What do you think, Teacher Ren?"

Ren Zijin frowned slightly, and instead of answering his words, asked him, "Is there any other performance?"

"That's right." Jin Yu took the words, his face still not very good-looking, "The vocal instructor gave such a high evaluation, so are you ready to dance? I don't think it's written in your information."

Ren Zijin raised his eyes to look at Quan Kaiji: "Perform it when you are ready, and refer to it when scoring."

Everyone waited for a while, but they didn't wait for Quan Kaiji's answer, they only saw him staring at Ren Zijin with a half-smile.

Just when Lu Chuan was about to smooth things over, Quan Kaiji said lightly, "What if you don't dance?"

"I like to dance or not." Ren Zijin snapped back without thinking, with a natural tone as if this scene had happened countless times.

Quan Kaiji smiled lazily: "Then don't dance, I don't want to."

Straightforwardly, he rejected the instructors' proposal to let him perform, and the scene once again fell into a stagnant embarrassment.

It was Wei Yufeng who cleared things up with a dry cough: "I see that Xiaoquan said in your profile that you have been abroad since graduating from junior high school. How did you come to participate in the show?"

"Ah, this." Quan Kaiji paused for a moment, and then replied naturally, "He came to find my boyfriend."

Ren Zijin suffocated for breath, and almost broke the pen in his hand, and it took a lot of effort to keep himself from getting violent.

Quan Kaiji saw all his little moves.

"Oh, no." As if he just remembered, Quan Kaiji looked at Ren Zijin's eyes burning with anger, and explained slowly: "It's the ex-boyfriend."

The author has something to say: As long as I don't feel ashamed, everyone can't laugh at me!

Xiaoquan: But you will embarrass me.

Jin Jin: Do you still know how to lose face? ! (irritable)

Thank you for your support. I am afraid of copyright issues, so I wrote the lyrics by myself. I have never learned how to write lyrics and I don’t know how to compose music. Don’t laugh at me, it’s shameful.