Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

This guy actually pretended to be asleep!

Ji Chenxuan's little sneaky thought was caught by the master on the spot, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury his head under the bed.

Before Xiao Chi questioned, Ji Chenxuan resolutely pre-empted: "You have been awake, haven't you? You pretended to be asleep to lie to me!"

However, Xiao Chi was not fooled, instead he became shrewd, squinted his eyes, and murmured, "I was about to fall asleep, but you tickled me so much, I didn't expect you to be such Ji Chenxuan, and you would take advantage of I'm not prepared, kiss me secretly!"

"..." Ji Chenxuan's previous bluff immediately disappeared like a burst of bubbles. He quickly looked away, blinked his eyelashes, and tried to talk about him, "I'm a little sleepy." It's time to sleep..."

Xiao Chi refused to let him go easily, clamped the other's cheek with both hands, and forced him to come over: "Why did you secretly kiss me?"

Ji Chenxuan's face still had the blush from fever, facing Xiao Chi's reluctance, he simply became ruthless: "Kiss, kiss, how can there be so much nonsense!"

Like a broken jar, he broke free from his grip with all his strength, and pressed down violently!

Anyway, I kissed, so I kissed enough!

The two pairs of lips collided fiercely, brushing and touching each other for no reason, Xiao Chi's eyes widened in surprise, before he could recover, Ji Chenxuan had already backed away, turned his back to him, and the quilt rolled up. Get up, only the back of your head is exposed.

"..." Xiao Chi touched his almost worn-out lips in disbelief, as if he was wronged like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by a bully.

Reaching out to pull his quilt, but he couldn't move it, Ji Chenxuan tugged like a snail with a shell on its back: "I fell asleep!"

"Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as a patient. When you recover from your illness..." Xiao Chi snorted twice, and he couldn't sleep anymore. He got out of bed and walked out with his slippers on, "I'm going to see Doctor Fang, you sleep well .”

The door opened and closed, the footsteps gradually faded away, until the slightest movement could no longer be heard, then Ji Chenxuan quietly emerged from the quilt, fresh air was poured into his lungs, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Did Xiao Chi hear his question just now?

Maybe he heard it, because he is not good at lying, so he would rather keep silent, or maybe he really didn't hear it.No one will know except himself.

Ji Chenxuan had lost the courage to ask again.

He had a very deep sleep, was woken up by Xiao Chi at night, had a bowl of porridge, and fell asleep again after taking the medicine.

His consciousness was sucked into the dark abyss, he seemed to know that he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

In the dream, there was a couple waving at him gently. Ji Chenxuan ran towards them involuntarily, but the road under his feet was long and rough. His legs were too short and he ran too slowly, so he couldn't catch up.

Gradually, they disappeared at the end of the path.

He was very anxious, slipped his feet, tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, almost crying out of pain.

A slender wrist was held in front of his eyes, and he was gently pulled up. Ji Chenxuan raised his head and stared blankly at each other. At some point, the couple appeared again, but it was another woman, who had the same relationship as his mother. similar faces.

They were also leading a younger boy with watery eyes and an innocent face. The woman said softly, "Call me brother, from now on, we will be a family."

family?

Ji Chenxuan's heart suddenly constricted, as if touching some sensitive taboo, the nerves reflexed, and his whole body ached like needles.

This pain prompted him to struggle out of the nightmare, like a dehydrated fish, falling powerlessly on the dry shore.

The fever has subsided, and a thin layer of sweat soaked out of his forehead. Ji Chenxuan struggled to support himself, and subconsciously looked at the back of his hands. The uncomfortable feeling in the dream has gradually faded away, but the blue blood vessels on his arms still seemed to be aching. .

He can't remember when he was sick last time, but it's just that such a weak state is really strange.

In particular, he would unknowingly say some words that he would never say on weekdays.

Ji Chenxuan squeezed his brows, dragged his weak and sick body slowly out of bed, took a bath, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom with steam in his body, Xiao Chi heard the movement, and was already waiting by the bed with breakfast, expressing himself with vigor and vitality. looked at him.

The curtains have been pulled up, and the early morning sunlight is softly reflecting in the room, like golden flakes, scattered all over Xiao Chi's body, his chestnut hair is shining brightly, making him look like a vigorous sunflower. When he saw him, he showed a warm smile.

The smile was bright, illuminating his eyes.

"Are you feeling better? Come over for dinner. I cooked it. You always dislike Anna's cooking. Be careful that Anna goes on strike. Let's see what you do."

As he spoke, Xiao Chi moved the bowls and chopsticks neatly. With his extraordinary memory, he even clearly knew how many meals Ji Chenxuan ate for each meal, how many dishes, and the diet recipes given by Doctor Fang, the combination of meat and vegetables was exactly the same.

Even the hands that serve him food are elegant and beautiful.

Ji Chenxuan stared at his back for a long time without taking his eyes off, as if he was manipulating his gaze, greedy and nostalgic, he even stopped wiping his hair, and left it behind, letting the hair drip down with water.

Who can refuse such a person?Beautiful, sincere, enthusiastic, simple, considerate, and capable of housework.

Ji Chenxuan asked himself, he couldn't do it at all.

He suddenly understood why the AI ​​company can firmly occupy half of the country with virtual idols. Perhaps it is because everyone has such a dream of a perfect lover in their hearts.

It's a pity that although Xiao Chi is perfect, he is not his lover.

Ji Chenxuan's eyes darkened slightly, and quickly suppressed all untimely emotions, walked to the table quietly and sat down, and had breakfast with him.

Although Xiao Chi's cooking was accurate, he had missed one thing. Ji Chenxuan had just recovered from a serious illness, his appetite was not as good as usual, and his stomach was not good. Have relish.

Xiao Chi stuffed his mouth with shrimp rolls, his cheeks bulging: "Don't walk so fast after eating, I have something to give you."

"Is there something for me? What is it?" Ji Chenxuan was stunned, as if pouring a glass of sparkling wine into his heart, a series of pleasantly surprised small bubbles floated up and exploded in colorful colors.

But there was no clue on Xiao Chi's face, he raised his chin in a mysterious way: "I'll give it to you after eating all."

Ji Chenxuan gave him a helpless look, so he had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks again and speed up his meal.

Until the breakfast was clean, Ji Chenxuan gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, glanced at Xiao Chi, and silently urged, Zhou Tong's call reminded him that the car had already parked downstairs and was waiting to be picked up. He went to work.

Ji Chenxuan ignored it, just sat there, waiting for his surprise.

Xiao Chi couldn't bear the urging of this stare, he didn't even bother to drink the remaining half glass of milk, he hurriedly took out a square pink box from behind: "It's for you."

When Ji Chenxuan saw the color of the box, he felt something was wrong, but he was still full of expectation, and quickly unwrapped the half-tied ribbon - the box was full of pink dazzled his eyes.

A pair of gloves, a scarf, and a knitted hat with two cute bear ears sewn on it.

Ji Chenxuan picked them up one by one, and glanced at him dumbfoundedly: "Your girly aesthetic is really..."

Xiao Chi looked at him anxiously: "Don't you like it? Actually, I knitted a sweater for you, but you said no, so I had to tear it apart and knit this again."

"...Did you take apart the sweater you gave me?" Ji Chenxuan took a deep breath, his eyes full of annoyance, remembering that he wanted to save face at that time, and now he has been punished, right?

"Forget it, seeing how hard you are knitting, I'll take it all." Ji Chen raised his brows, picked and picked for a long time, picked up the scarf, and tied it around his neck in front of the full-length mirror.

The color was really too tender, so I had to pick a white cashmere sweater from the closet to match it. I instantly looked ten years younger.

Seeing him busy trying on clothes, Xiao Chi couldn't help but said quietly: "Actually, you are quite stinking..."

Ji Chenxuan dressed properly, and glanced at him with a half smile but not a smile: "At least my aesthetics is on the line."

"..."

"By the way, I will ask Zhou Tong to arrange for you to meet with your agent. His name is Liu Bing. He is one of the most powerful and well-connected agents in the industry. Follow him, study hard, and be honest. Do you hear me? The finals of the [-]st Star Show is when you make your debut."

Xiao Chi nodded obediently: "Okay."

It's sunny.

Zhou Tong has been waiting downstairs for a long time, wondering if he should make another call, and afraid of disturbing his boss, an assistant who has no winks will never have a future.

When Ji Chenxuan appeared at the door wearing that eye-catching pink scarf, Zhou Tong's eyes almost fell out of their sockets, but he sensibly didn't ask any more questions, and laughed a few times: "Mr. Ji is really... radiant today."

"Drive." Ji Chenxuan didn't bother to give him an extra look. He didn't go to work all day, and there was a backlog of documents that he needed to review. He turned on the mobile smart projection screen on the small table, and from the moment he got in the car, he immediately Enter the working state.

"By the way, I have asked Liu Bing to go back to work in the company, and let him take Xiao Chi with you. You arrange for them to meet and get to know each other as soon as possible. The star show finals are about to start. Try to get off to a good start. Also, those rumors on the Internet Rumors should be deleted and sealed."

"I understand." Zhou Tong nodded hastily, "But this Liu Sanshui blamed you for what happened back then, will he do his best to bring Mr. Xiao?"

Ji Chenxuan was silent.

Zhou Tong became more and more indignant: "At that time, it was clearly the board of directors who decided to hide Xie Tianwang in the snow. You even fought hard for him, so how could it be blamed on you! What's more, Vice President Wan was convicted, and Xie Tianwang was able to cleanse himself. The stigma, isn't it because of—"

Ji Chenxuanqu tapped his index finger on the table, and said lightly, "That's because you can't live without doing your own crimes, and you are no different from others. You talk too much."

"Oh, yes..." Zhou Tong knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and shut his mouth blushingly.

He talked fast for a while, and almost forgot about these behind-the-scenes power struggles. How can he put it on the stage?

However, there are rumors that Mr. Ji once sent his stepmother to prison in order to seize the power of Ji's family, and his younger brother was kicked out of the house, leaving him to fend for himself. Now that I think about it, it's probably not groundless.

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Huanyi Entertainment Group Headquarters Building.

The Marketing Department is making final preparations for the upcoming Star Show Finals.

Li Mingxin carried the repertoire submitted by the contestants, and walked in the aisle with Wan Baoluo in a hurry.

He flipped through the playlist while walking, shook his head and sighed: "It's obviously an original song contest, but these contestants will take advantage of loopholes. Before the finals, in the name of guidance, foreign aid is invited to adapt."

"And all of them are not invited by big bosses." Wan Baoluo obviously read it a long time ago, pointing to the arranger of one of the songs, "Look, Chang Yang, Fan Yu, big names in the music world, Just putting out their names can win people over, put their names on the arrangement column, and in the finals, when the judges make comments, they have to weigh it up, can't they lose face at all?"

"Isn't it? These people don't put their minds on writing and singing well. If you use all your brains, it's no wonder that the newcomers who debuted in the Star Show Competition in recent years have no splashes. They get confused after a while, and the ratings are so tired. down."

Thinking of the ratings, Li Mingxin felt heartbroken. He hoped he could save it this year. Otherwise, he would have to follow the old path of his sister Li Mingyue. The show was cancelled, so he would drink the Northwest Wind!

Flipping through the pages, he suddenly frowned and said, "Why are there only nine copies? Is there another one?"

Wan Baoluo said: "You forgot, the mysterious man is still missing. Zhou Tong seems to know his origin, but he refuses to say anything. If the name doesn't match the name, I'll see how he ends up."

"Let's not talk about us, even the appetite of the outside world is hanging." Li Mingxin shook his head, "If Zhou Tong hadn't repeatedly assured that there was such a person, I would have wondered if the marketing department had fabricated such a person. It's a hot topic."

"It's clearly No.10, and now the attention is higher than No.1. If it's hype, the goal has been achieved. Now the popularity of the star show competition has increased by 30.00% compared to last year, thanks to your sister Li Mingyue , helped stir up a wave of enthusiasm, haha!"

Li Mingxin smiled happily: "Now I am looking forward to the true face of this mysterious man in Mount Lu."

Wan Baoluo took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to him, "Chocolate flavor."

Li Mingxin glanced eagerly and swallowed, "Forget it, I'll lose weight."

"I knew you wouldn't eat it." Wan Baoluo smiled slightly, opened the candy wrapper, and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when suddenly someone bumped him from behind——

He couldn't hold it steady for a while, and the lollipop came out of his hand in an instant, and rolled to the ground, covered with dust.

"Who, why don't you have eyes when you walk!" Wan Baoluo turned around angrily, passing the man just in time.

"Sorry." The man turned his head back, with a recognizable three-dimensional facial features, deep eye sockets, and amber eyes like a clear spring. Seeing the two of them, the man smiled slightly, extremely frivolously: "Hey, this is not fat Thin Toutuo, are you still in the music department? Haven't you been promoted yet?"

When Li Mingxin saw him, his eyes widened suddenly: "Liu Sanshui! Are you back?"

Wan Baoluo was also taken aback, and looked him up and down: "Didn't you say that you would never return to Huanyi again? What? You can't hang out outside anymore?"

Liu Bing snorted softly: "But you Mr. Ji begged me to come back. I see him as pitiful, so I can't change my mind."

Li Mingxin opened his mouth as if he could swallow an egg—Ji will always beg him?Is it going to rain red in the sky?

"Wait—" He was keenly aware of a certain key point, "Mr. Ji wants you back, and it's impossible for King Xie to be with you again. Could it be that he is planning to bring in new people?"

"Oh." Liu Bing bent the corners of his eyes and covered his lips with his index finger, "I won't tell you, you can guess for yourself."

Liu Bing strode away with her long legs and left without looking back, leaving Wan Baoluo and Li Mingxin looking at each other.

"This guy actually came back again. I really didn't expect it." Wan Baoluo clicked his tongue, thinking of the personnel changes in the company's top management some time ago, he couldn't help thinking, "As a manager, he is the only one in his role." Well, it’s different for those who are capable, for those who pull in two to five or eighty thousand, the boss Baba will come to invite you.”

Li Mingxin said sourly: "I just can't understand his frivolous look, and I don't know which newcomer it is, and this guy is here..."

He was startled for a moment, and looked at Wan Baoluo at the same time: "Could it be that mysterious person?!"

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At this moment, Xiao Chi, the "mysterious man" they called, was in the Huanyi Building.

Originally, Zhou Tong arranged for him to meet with his new manager Liu Bing, but he didn't expect that there was an urgent matter, and after leading Xiao Chi to the trainee training room of the artist management department, he left in a hurry.

This is a single-person training room, which is different from the large practice room for multiple people. It is quieter, with higher-end equipment and a better environment. Generally speaking, it is only used by senior artists.

When Xiao Chi pushed the door and entered, Liu Bing had already been waiting inside for a long time.

The man was sitting with his legs crossed, on a dark blue frosted single sofa, with his head down playing games, and the terminal projection screen in his hand was emitting a light blue light, which set off his iconic mixed-race face. Flickering.

Hearing the sound, he finally looked up from the game interface, scanned the pointer on the watch, and looked at Xiao Chi like a scanner, examining him from head to toe, and then from foot to head, with an extremely cold tone: " Xiao Chen, right? You're late."

Xiao Chi was taken aback, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, he was interrupted impatiently by the other party.

"You don't need to make excuses. Being late is late. I don't like artists who don't have a sense of time." Liu Bing threw the game console aside, changed legs, rested her cheek with one hand, and put the other hand on her knee casually , shaking his fingers gently, "Don't think you are the little star that Mr. Ji wants to praise, just treat yourself as the little prince who is admired by all the stars."

His sarcasm is merciless, even when facing Ji Chenxuan himself, let alone just a "little boy" who hasn't made his debut yet.

"Let's talk about the ugliness first. I'm not good at carrying all kinds of vases and trash. I don't have a good foundation, and I don't work hard the day after tomorrow. Even gods can't handle it. I said the same with Mr. Ji."

Liu Bing stared straight into Xiao Chi's eyes, and stretched out three fingers lazily: "Three months, probationary period, during this period, I will try my best to fuck you, if after three months, you can't reach If you meet my request, you will leave, don't say that you are an artist I have brought when you go out, you can't afford to lose that person."

"Also, please be sure to adjust your position. I don't care about any messy nepotism or personal transactions between you and Mr. Ji. I don't bother to care about it. You are just a newcomer here, so you can only keep your tail between your legs. For the sake of learning, if you think you can be proud of being favored by Mr. Ji, then you have found the wrong person."

Liu Bing looked at people with frivolous eyes, as if he had already decided that Xiao Chi was Ji Chenxuan's little lover.

"Low-level mistakes like being late are never allowed to be made a second time."

Liu Bingpao spoke a long list of words, his tone was definitely not friendly, it was straightforward and mean, fierce, with a bad temper that was difficult to get along with.

It's nothing new for someone else to cry on the spot as long as they have a little bit of self-esteem.

However, what he was facing was not others, but Xiao Chi who was not willing to enter.

Even though he was harshly dismissed as "a vase and waste", Xiao Chi was not annoyed, but nodded seriously: "I know, I will work hard."

Liu Bing glanced at him in surprise, not sure if Xiaochi's city mansion was deep enough, or if he really thought so.

After finishing the "ugly words", Liu Bing finally introduced himself: "My name is Liu Bing, people outside call me Liu Sanshui, do you know why?"

Xiao Chi shook his head honestly.

Liu Bing smiled lightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at him lightly: "San Shui less, because I can't tolerate any stains in my eyes, no matter whether it is an artist's character or performance, stains are not allowed, so in the future, I will only I will be more demanding on you, and I hope you will be mentally prepared."

He handed a stack of files to Xiao Chi, and pointed to the place marked with a red line: "This is what I have investigated, all the materials of the other nine contestants in the star show finals, as well as their repertoires. "

"And this." Liu Bing seemed to conjure up an encrypted USB drive out of nowhere and connected it to the projector, "Here is the video data of other contestants who participated in the draft. Combine the two pieces of information, and you can Get a good grasp of the competitors you are about to face."

"Their timbre, characteristics, style, advantages, including their background, which foreign aid they invited, and even which judges they may have connections with in the finals, you have to know it. "

"Of course, these are secondary."

Liu Bing threw the information to Xiao Chi casually, poked his chest with his slender fingers, and nodded: "The real important thing is your own strength. If your strength is not strong enough, you can only pin your hope of victory When others are 'not strong enough' or make mistakes, that's a sign of weakness."

"Now, let me weigh you, how good is your dark horse who broke the record for the fastest promotion in the Star Show?"

Liu Bing opened the recording cabin and a series of audio equipment, and the wall projection screen listed various vocal tests.

He said: "What kind of singing are you good at? Is it popular? I won't embarrass you, let's start with the simplest test first."

Liu Bing was adjusting the equipment, but he didn't hear anything behind him for a long time. He frowned and turned around. Xiao Chi was flipping through the thick stack of player information.

Liu Bing said angrily: "What are you doing watching that now? You won't remember it for a while, so go back and watch it again. Now, do the vocal test first. Don't try to get away with it. How good is your real level? Just a song "Farewell to the Past" alone can tell you the truth." Can't hear it."

"Ah? But I've already finished memorizing it." Xiao Chi closed the folder and put it aside, excitedly, "Do you want me to sing? I can sing in any way! Which one do you want to hear?"

"..." Liu Bing lowered his face, and laughed mockingly, "Mr. Ji never taught you, don't you act aggressive in front of experts? Do you think you are a god?"

Xiao Chi: "What is pretense?"

Liu Bing was at a loss for words for a while: "Your information Zhou Tong didn't give me any details, so you probably haven't graduated from primary school?"

He just said something casually, but Xiao Chi nodded solemnly: "That's right, I never went to elementary school."

"..." Liu Bing frowned, watching him like a giant panda, "Are you kidding me?"

Could it be that this guy really relies on his face?Now even those who move bricks on the construction site have a bachelor's degree, are there still people with such a low level of education these days?Ji Chenxuan is not so superficial...

Xiao Chi didn't know that Liu Bing's heart had turned so many times, he just thought in his heart, why is it that no one believes him when he tells the truth?

But others don't care, anyway, Ji Chenxuan believes in him.

Liu Bing skipped this topic, no longer entangled: "Have you received systematic vocal training?"

Xiao Chi was not sure whether the various related programs implanted when he was a virtual idol counted as vocal music training, he hesitated and said, "Probably, a little bit."

Liu Bing frowned more and more: "Your nine opponents, except for two who are pure grassroots, the rest are basically singing since primary school. The top ten contestants this year are far from the average level. More than last year, do you know..."

Really, I didn't expect that the first newcomer of Huanyi would be the hard mode. Could it be possible to ask someone to teach it from scratch?

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chi continued his words and said: "I know, among the top nine, two are good at bel canto, three are good at ethnic groups, and the rest are popular singing. Among them, the No.1 one can sing all three, He is a strong competitor, but his treble performance is relatively mediocre, if in a duet, he is guided to go to the treble, it is easiest to magnify his disadvantages."

Liu Bing was taken aback. This was a little "special skill" that he wrote at the end of the stack of materials after studying the characteristics of each player, and this guy actually noticed it.

He stirred the coffee cup with a small silver spoon, blew on the hot air, and asked, "Where is No.2?"

Xiao Chi replied naturally: "No.2 is from rock music, good at rap with a strong rhythm, his voice is very characteristic smokey voice, the typhoon is the most active, he is good at driving the audience's atmosphere, he is old with a judge surnamed Qin... "

Xiao Chi calmly counted from No.2 to No.9. Everyone's strengths and weaknesses, representative repertoires, and scores are not bad. Even Liu Bing's comments and battle skills for each player are very familiar.

The expression on Liu Bing's face went from initial surprise, to numbness, and finally completely silent.

"Don't tell me you have a photographic memory..."

Xiao Chi blinked: "Yes."

Liu Bing was silent for a moment, and said resentfully: "Even if you are a little smart, don't think that you can win the championship just by relying on this. You choose a song and sing it to me first."

Xiao Chi, who suffers from choice phobia, looked at him with a troubled face: "What singing method do you want to hear me use? I can do it."

Liu Binghan sneered, secretly thought, the ability of strong memory is not helpful for singing skills, does this guy think that he has learned a little bit of three-legged cat vocals, so he is in a good mood?

This is a common problem of many newcomers who rely on their talents. They feel good about themselves and don't know the heights of heaven and earth.

Liu Bing wanted to kill his vigor, so he picked and picked in the repertoire library, and chose a piece of folk music that was quite difficult.

"This song "Chakar Moonlight Lake" was adapted. It was originally a famous folk song. After the adaptation, it combines the three singing methods of popular, folk music and bel canto. You should practice it first. If you can't sing it, just say it. You change to something simpler."

Xiao Chi didn't show any embarrassment at all, he simply got into the recording cabin neatly.

Liu Bing looked at his back and shook his head and sighed, courage is a good thing, after a while you will realize the reality, if you are hit, don't cry, go to Ji Chenxuan to file a complaint, saying that you bullied him.

He took out a metal cigarette case from his pocket, walked to the window, lit one and held it in his mouth, and a mist of gray mist came out, lingering and floating in the air.

Because of Xie Ting's matter, Liu Bing didn't want to owe Ji Chenxuan favors, so he agreed to come back to help him bring this newcomer, but this does not mean that he will lower his requirements for artists, if this Xiao Chen is a dou who cannot be supported, He wouldn't waste his precious time on trash.

Of course, he has already studied the song "Farewell to the Past", and the level is indeed good, but this alone is far from enough for him to win the championship in the finals.

Behind other contestants, there is often a team. Lyrics, choreography, service, training, and even marketing are all indispensable. It is by no means just "singing well" can win.

Although Xiao Chen is the person that Ji Chenxuan wants to support, based on Liu Bing's understanding of the boss of Huanyi, it is absolutely impossible for him to do such things as manipulating the result of the game for personal reasons.

Nowadays, the topic of "mysterious dark horse player" is so hot, if Xiao Chen can make his debut as a champion, the road to the music industry will be a prosperous road, and the road will become wider and wider. Otherwise, he will become a stepping stone for others and become Become the object of ridicule by the whole network.

Taking advantage of the time when Xiao Chi was practicing in the recording cabin, Liu Bing was not idle. He had already contacted several big names in the industry, and planned to create a few tailor-made songs for Xiao Chi. Other contestants used these methods, but Liu Bing played That's all.

He alone is worth a team.

Xiao Chi doesn't understand these twists and turns of interests, and he doesn't need to care about them.

Xiao Chi can sing the original version of "Chakar Moonlight Lake", but he has adapted the tune, which is not in his database.

In the recording cabin, Xiao Chi put on his earphones, and the projection screen in front of him scrolled the score and lyrics. As the prelude sounded, the accordion brought out a familiar and unfamiliar melody, full of ethnic customs, bright rhythm atmosphere, and ingenious music. Original ecological singing.

Xiao Chi carefully compared the old and new arrangements, completely different styles of music, every rising tone, every coloratura, and every transition, as if enjoying his favorite cream cake, he immersed himself in it wholeheartedly.

For him, music has never been a step to advancement, nor a tool to gain fame and fortune, but a passion and an instinct.

After listening to it carefully, everything about this song is clearly printed in my mind.

Xiao Chi adjusted the microphone, followed the music in the earphones, and began to sing a cappella.

When Xiao Chi's singing sounded in the practice room, Liu Bing, who was deep in thought, was startled, and then remembered that the equipment in the recording room forgot to turn off the power amplifier, and people outside could hear it clearly.

However, how much time has passed?I'm afraid I haven't mastered the tune yet, right?Can you start singing now?

Liu Bing frowned, and habitually lowered her head to look at her watch—the pointer on it was still pointing to 3 pm.

He took off the watch, checked it for a while, and found out that it was malfunctioning... Wait, so maybe Xiao Chen wasn't actually late?I wronged him.

"Chakar Moonlight Lake" tells the story of a couple who met and fell in love by the lake, who almost jumped into the lake to die in love due to secular pressure, and finally broke through the shackles and radiated a new love tribute.

The original version started in A minor, and after the adaptation, it was raised to F minor. As soon as Xiao Chi opened his mouth, he stepped on the sound very accurately. His unique transparent voice resounded softly and softly throughout the practice room like the spring breeze blowing willows. .

At first, it was a popular singing style, telling the story of the fateful encounter between the two lovers, cleverly changing the tone, gradually foreshadowing, the voice became more and more open, and the melody was pushed to a climax by bel canto coloratura.

The lengthy breath fully piled up the emotions, leading to the highest point, and the high-pitched bursts continued. Liu Bing looked at Xiao Chi in the glass recording cabin in shock, and the cigarette butt in his hand flicked, and the embers fell on the back of his hand, which made him gasp gas.

The passionate chorus finally came to an end, and Xiao Chi's singing turned from high to low again, turning into a lyrical chant, looping back and forth, singing softly until his breath faded away.

This guy... is amazing!

Until the end of the song, Liu Bing unconsciously rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and felt goose bumps on his hands.

When Xiao Chi came out of the recording cabin, he saw Liu Bing standing at the door, staring straight at him with indescribably complicated eyes.

He touched his cheek subconsciously, wondering: "Is there something dirty on my face?"

Liu Bing's lips moved, and after a while, he managed to utter a sentence through the gaps between his teeth: "The singing is not bad."

"Thank you." Xiao Chi showed a shy and reserved smile on his face.

Liu Bing was quite depressed. He wanted to give this newcomer a note of Ma Wei, but he never expected that he would be surprised by him in the end.

Is this guy still human?

"In the next period of time, according to your situation, I will invite a few capable mentors and arrange targeted training." Liu Bing coughed lightly. After Xiao Chi showed his talent, his aura was far from what it was before. So domineering when we met.

"By the way, although your singing skills are not weak, you can't just sing standing still in the recording studio like this. With your appearance, you are more suitable for singing and dancing. Can you dance? If not, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chi's eyes lit up excitedly: "Singing and dancing? I'm the best at it!"

"???" Liu Bing looked dull, swallowing the words "find you a dance teacher".

How can you know everything? !Are you still human? !

Can you leave a way for others to survive!

At this moment, Liu Bing's heart was broken.

At the same time, Ji Chenxuan was sitting in the office, still wearing that eye-catching pink scarf.

After signing the last document, he leaned back in his chair with his brows furrowed, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was less than half an hour before he got off work.

When he thought of a certain guy, somewhere in this building, he couldn't sit still.

For the first time, he decided to leave work early.