14 years time difference

The huge dressing room was full of people.From a 50-year-old mature lady to a seven-year-old school-age girl, the top [-] contestants in the Jincheng Division and their relatives and friends all crowded in this dressing room.

Du Siren raised her face slightly, and Lin Zhique sat on the makeup table in front of her, bending down to paint her eye makeup.

She looked at Lin Zhique blatantly.

Her pen traced her upper eyeliner, and she returned her gaze with rolling eyes, tracing it carefully on her face.

She has always had a strange confidence in her subconscious, confident that no one will hate her.

Even if there is still a long way between not hating and liking, there is still a long way between liking and loving.

Therefore, the vague confession song was interrupted, leaving only her fiery but disappointed eyes.

But it's okay.

Lin Zhique raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

I see you look good.

Du Siren opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, the frivolous courage just now was easily disintegrated by Lin Zhique's half-smile.Her ears were burning again.

"Let's pay the money."

"how much is it?"

Lin Zhique took the eyeshadow brush and said harshly to her, "Close your eyes!"

She obediently closed her eyes.

After losing her vision, her sense of hearing became more sensitive, and she could almost hear her overlapping and undulating breathing, forming a small world of its own in this noisy big room.

In the midst of the noise, someone said, "Hey, I just saw that Chen Jia from Guangzhou, and she is also recording a show with us."

"They're doing makeup in the small dressing room next door!"

Then there was a commotion.

Lin Zhique said, "Open your eyes."

She obediently opened her eyes again.

A small group of contestants squeezed out the door to see that Chen Jia.The Dusi people squinted and saw them chattering one after another.

She suddenly asked nonchalantly, "Is she pretty in person?"

She withdrew her gaze and stared at Lin Zhique's again.

For Chen Jia's sake, she didn't even go to see her graduation performance, of course she was a little concerned.

"Are you asking Chen Jia?"

She grudgingly snorted.

Lin Zhique said seriously: "It's pretty, with red lips and white teeth, and a bright look."

I can speak idioms quite well.

"What about me? You also use two idioms to describe me."

"You, you have a kind face and kind eyes, and are amiable."

"I'm an old lady?"

Lin Zhique raised his eyebrows and smiled perfunctorily, but it was really pretty.

Du Siren pretended to be an old lady, coughing and coughing: "Then you have to treat me better in the future, caring for the elderly is everyone's responsibility."

"Don't move, old lady, I'll draw a watery skin for you."

"What's that? What chicken?"

"That's right..." Lin Zhique blinked, "Don't worry about it, just shut up."

The staff of the program group came in with a loudspeaker and began to explain the recording process to them. The program was recorded for two consecutive days. On the first day, [-] into [-] were recorded, and on the second day, [-] into [-]. The results of the competition were determined by the professional judges and the public. The jury decides jointly.

Lu Shan quietly walked into the room through the door behind the staff with a guitar on her back. Dusi raised her arms and waved to her.

The other groups of contestants beside them were whispering: "I heard that Chen Jia is here to be a public judge, she will vote for us later!"

Du Siren lowered his voice and asked Lin Zhique: "Will you wait here for me to go back together?"

Lin Zhique replied without hesitation: "No, you go back by yourself, who knows how long it will take to record."

Dusi snorted.

She thought to herself, well, if she is eliminated, she would be ashamed.

Chen Jia hugged her knees and sat in the seat arranged for the jury by the program group. There were 31 tiers of stepped seats, and there were [-] young girls, most of whom were eliminated before.During the days when they arrived in Jincheng, the program team didn't have too many arrangements for them. She just stayed in the hotel room every day listening to and writing songs.The top three players from other divisions arrived in Jincheng one after another. The players would occasionally go out for a walk together, but they would be recognized by passers-by. Chen Jia was always the one with the highest rate of return. People often came to her for autographs and group photos, and fans squatted around every day. Wait for her downstairs in the hotel.

The bouquet of pink roses that she received on the day of arrival was kept in a mineral water bottle by her for nearly half a month. After nearly withering, she kept another one, pressed it into a bookmark with plastic film, and put it in her songwriting box. in the notebook.

Later, she received more and more flowers. Sometimes there were several bunches piled up in the room at the same time, but she was embarrassed to throw them away, so she had to let them wither slowly one by one.

She became famous.Or one step away from fame.

She was very clear.

Other contestants sometimes cast envious and jealous eyes at her, teasing her that she is the king of popularity, and she just smiled lightly and did not deny it.She is a person who doesn't show much emotion, not to mention, everything has just begun.

The Jincheng Division is at the end of the regional competition in the schedule. It is approaching the end of May and the national competition is only one month away.

Chen Jia propped her face, and sat in the public judging panel to let go. The cameraman turned the camera to them, and the person beside her quietly pushed her.She came back to her senses, quickly pursed her lips and smiled at the camera, and waved her hand.

This is what Li Miaomiao taught her. She is not very proficient in the "camera sense".

After arriving in Jincheng, she accepted an interview with the host TV station, which was broadcast on the entertainment news at noon the next day. As soon as the show was over, Li Miaomiao immediately called and scolded her for not watching the camera.

She answered her on the phone: "Are you worrying about me? Are you not angry?"

Li Miaomiao was as carefree as ever: "I'm not angry, don't be sentimental, I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about my work."

Chen Jia smiled: "Okay, big manager. When are you coming back?"

Li Miaomiao didn't answer, someone was talking to her on the other end, as if very busy, she said to the phone, "I'm hanging up, bye."

Chen Jia suspected that Li Miaomiao did it on purpose.

Deliberately let her look forward to her in her heart.

However, only a little bit.

She looked at the stage, a group of twin sisters Hua had just finished singing.

The host said: "Okay, please invite the next contestant, No. 14 Dusi."

She was a tall, beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair pulled back into a bun.Chen Jia remembered, this is the girl who sang "Fall in Love with Your Future You" on TV.She really made it into the top fifty.

She sang and danced, and with the melody and lyrics, even the expressions on her face changed very richly.

Chen Jia thought to himself, this person looks good on camera.

After a group of five performed, the judges announced the results. As she expected, the Dusi people directly advanced to the top [-].

The tone of the judge teacher was particularly doting: "Du Siren, I look forward to seeing you again on the stage of the Jincheng finals and even the national finals. You have to work hard."

Du Siren nodded solemnly and cutely.

The program was recorded for a long time. Although I had already obtained my own results, I could not leave early. Du Si was waiting in the background, waiting for further arrangements after the recording.Lin Zhique's indifferent woman had already left without any attachment, and Lu Shan was in a different group with her. In another waiting room, she was bored, sitting alone on a chair, dangling her long legs.

The staff of the program team sent her a piece of sheet music with lyrics and asked her to learn it before recording tomorrow, saying that the top twenty contestants would be arranged to sing in a chorus.The song on the paper was one she had heard before, and it was called "A Thousand and One Wishes".

Du Siren slipped out of the backstage and hummed the song while strolling through the corridor, thinking of going around to the entrance of the studio to watch the contestants behind him sing.

There was a small sobbing sound from somewhere in the hallway.

A girl who was eliminated was squatting there crying.She looked too young, maybe fifteen or sixteen years old.

Dusi touched his pocket.She was wearing the outfit she was on stage with nothing on.

She turned around again, trotting all the way back to the waiting room to get a pack of tissues.

When she walked to that corner again, another person had already handed the little girl a tissue.

The man stood at the side in a daze, with short, broken hair with yellow tails and a pair of long and handsome red phoenix eyes. He put his hands in his pockets, and seemed to feel that something was wrong. He took them out and grabbed the other One sleeve.

Of course Du Siren recognized this person as Chen Jia.

They looked at each other.

The little girl felt embarrassed by the crowd, stood up, wiped her tears, and ran away to the other end of the corridor.

They both watched her disappear, and looked at each other again.

Du Siren wanted to say hi, but for some reason, the atmosphere was strangely awkward, and she felt that Chen Jia's foxy eyes were examining her. The sharp eyes had faded, but they were still not so kind.

Stranger still, she found herself giving the same look.

Chen Jia broke the silence: "You... the position of your voice is not right."

"what?"

"When I was just singing."

Du Siren was puzzled, and turned his head to look in the direction of the studio.

"No, you sounded right when you danced. But when you sang in the hallway just now, it wasn't in the right place. It's weird."

Du Siren looked down at the staff paper in his hand.

"You've been standing here?"

"No, I was standing there just now." Chen Jia pointed to another blind spot in the corridor.

Then why haven't you handed her the paper?

Dusi people did not ask the exit.

She rubs her stomach.

"You mean to speak with breath?"

The professional courses of the acting department also have vocal exercises, which are mainly suitable for theater performances. She never thought of singing, or she is not used to singing like that.

Chen Jia nodded.

Du Siren tried to sing according to the lyrics on the score: I have many dreams in my heart, and the future is about to start to shine.

Chen Jia nodded again as if encouraging.

The people from Dusi went on to sing: No matter how high the sky is, stand on tiptoe and get closer to the sun.

Chen Jia whispered together:

Make my thousand and first wish, one day happiness will always listen to me.

I am not afraid of how much time and cost, youth is my bargaining chip.

There is no place that cannot be reached.

Du Siren grinned: "I sang the wrong words."

Chen Jia also laughed.

She said lightly: "Come on tomorrow."

"Yes." Du Siren nodded, and repeated the lyrics just now: "There is no place that cannot be reached."

None of them introduced themselves to anyone, but they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

The strange atmosphere that was frozen just now dissipated in an instant, leaving only two smiling faces of the same youth.

As midsummer approached, students put on refreshing short-sleeved school uniforms one after another. After school, the school road was full of youth. A girl passed through the crowd and caught up with another girl.

Xu Xinan shouted: "Hey! Lin Zhique!"

Lin Zhique turned around.

Xu Xinan carried her schoolbag and walked side by side with her.

"Is there another family dinner at your house tomorrow night?"

"What family feast?"

"Du's family banquet."

Xu Xinan's hair was cut a lot shorter, and he tied it into a short and lively ponytail, bouncing slightly as he walked.

"How did you know?"

"Du Zhi'an is acting weird today, and suddenly asked the whole class to go to her house for a party, tomorrow night. I guess, you must be going."

"...Then tell me the news, and you won't be afraid that she will scold you."

It seems that Du Zhi'an intends to treat him in his own way.

"What's the matter, we are all Yiren, so of course I have to help you. Tomorrow night, it will be aired on Jincheng [-] into [-]. I heard that Chen Jia will also be there as a public judge. If you go too, we will watch it together at her house. "

"Oh, hasn't her aunt been eliminated yet?"

"Probably not? If she is eliminated, why is she making such a big fuss?"

Xu Xinan turned the school card pinned to her chest, and carefully adjusted the angle so that Chen Jia's signature on the back of the card holder could be exposed.

Since she came back from Jincheng, she took it out every day to indulge herself.

Since these days, Du Shen has asked Lin Zhique to go to Du's house for dinner every other week. At the dinner table, Lin Zhique was either at war with Du Shen, or exchanging sharp words with Du Zhian. Since she felt that it was agreeable, but she wanted to call her over to embarrass her, so she didn't have to pretend to be a good girl, she would go when Du Shen told her, every time the Du family was disturbed.

It wasn't until she grew up that she realized that Du Shen asked her to go, not because she really yearned for a family reunion, but to announce to the whole family that he is the master of the family, and he can do whatever he wants. You don't have to take anyone's feelings into consideration, and you can invite someone who is not welcome to your house for dinner at any time.

It's a pity that she realized it too late, and she was a sharp knife for him to hurt people for many years in vain.

Xu Xinan whispered in her ear, "If you feel embarrassed, don't go."

Lin Zhique replied angrily: "Why don't you go? See you tomorrow night."

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The author has something to say:

Because next Monday is New Year's Eve, next week's update time will be slightly postponed to Tuesday and Friday.

Happy New Year to you who read this in advance!

And, thank you very much!