Fu Cuo uninstalled Weibo, and the world seems to be much quieter and more peaceful these days. Even the progress of "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" was called by AK to tell him.
"Didn't you even watch it?"
When AK asked me this question, I realized that I didn't have Weibo, and I didn't even bother to turn on the TV. The past half month was like a monk retreating to the mountains.
"A bit busy." He said, laying on the bed, lifting the curtain above with his fingers, and the sun made him squint until noon.
According to AK, "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" has reached the stage of mutual selection of mentors and contestants. Zhong Dao's first choice is An Jie. It is not surprising that Fu heard it wrong, because An Jie is the most admired among the four mentors. For Dao, every time Zhong Dao finishes singing, he is not stingy with compliments. Which instructor a student chooses to follow, ultimately depends on whether they value you or not.
"It's good to be with An Jie." Fu Cuo put down the curtains and said.
"What's the matter, Anjie didn't choose him!" AK said angrily on the other end of the phone.
Fu Cuo was lying on the bed and listening with his eyes closed, and the sun's spot was still imprinted on his retina. He was stunned for a moment before realizing what AK was talking about. He frowned and opened his eyes: "What?...why?"
AK said that he didn't know the reason: "That kid didn't tell me much, he just said that An Jie didn't choose him, and Tang Du accepted him in the end. You also know his character, you can't beat a fart with eight sticks..."
Fu Cuo sat up, sat on the bed and thought for a while, but couldn't come up with any clues. When he got up, his mind was still a little blunt, and his thoughts could only be led away by AK's words. He had to be eliminated, but Tang Du already had two students with quite good singing skills, and they both chose Tang Du as their first choice. It might not be a good choice for Zhong Dao to stay with Tang Du...
Fu Cuo sighed: "It's not bad now."
AK also sighed, much heavier than he.
Fu Cuo comforted him: "You don't have to win the championship to have a future, you just need to be in the top four."
It may be because Xifeng retired sadly when he entered 16 and entered 8, and he didn't touch the top eight sides. He really felt that Zhong Dao's current results are already very good. He fought back from the edge of being eliminated, which shows that he still has a chance go further.
After all, no one wanted to harm him, there were only mentors who really appreciated him, and people who really wanted to help him.
Sui Qingchi came out of the bathroom, only two floor lamps were turned on in the bedroom, and the eighth episode of CBC's "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" was broadcasting on the TV on the wall. The mixed-race Samoyed was lying on the floor under the dim circle of floor lights, wagging its tail Watching the male owner in a bathrobe pass by it, he walked to the foot of the bed, picked up the remote control and turned up the volume.
On TV, the host is announcing Zhong Dao's first and second mentor choices.
Sui Qingchi wiped the water from his eyebrows with the towel around his neck. The light from the silver screen made his facial features sharp and angular like a sculpture, and his slightly squinted eyes were gloomy. He saw the boy who looked like himself The first choice mentor listed is An Jie, and the second choice mentor is Tang Du.
The camera cut to An Jie, and she pursed her lips. The host then announced the choice of the four mentors—only one light was on for Zhong Dao, not An Jie.
At that moment, Zhong Dao's expression made Sui Qingchi's throat tighten, as if at a certain moment many years ago.
He picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, but heard An Jie apologize to Zhong Dao:
"I'm sorry Zhong Dao, I really like you, but I don't have any quota left. If I choose you, I will eliminate one of my students. The moment I saw you resurrected successfully, I was very impulsive and wanted to do this For this, I even asked my friends to discuss it, but after much deliberation, I finally felt that I should go on with the current four students. Of course, I am not saying that you are not good, but it is precisely because you are on par with them that I I can’t just eliminate them who are actually excellent just because of my personal emotional bias.”
Sui Qingchi frowned fiercely, and he was terrified when he heard the sentence "discuss with a friend", and immediately regretted the suggestion he made out of revenge. He felt that he was betrayed by An Jie, and immediately wanted to call to ask why the other party betrayed him. He picked up the phone angrily, and when he found An Jie's number, he calmed down. There was no such thing as betrayal. Ghosts would think so. An Jie didn't say his name, he should be thankful.
Because Zhong Dao came to the bar to sing a few times, Yao Ke has been chasing "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" because of him. After this episode aired, he came to the bar and caught Fu Cuo and asked: "Did you watch the game? !"
Fu Cuo guessed her aggrieved expression when he saw her: "Look."
"Aren't you angry after seeing you?!" Yao Ke sat on the high stool, threw the bag on the bar, and complained like a machine gun. As a result, it will change at the end of the day! If you didn't appreciate you so much, why did you work so hard before?!"
After what Yao Ke said, Fu Cuo also felt that there was some truth to it. Zhong Dao must have been misled, or maybe his first choice would be Tang Du, who was praised so much by a popular female singer. How could an eight-year-old boy not be subdued? But who can be blamed for this, the woman's capriciousness
Yao Ke took a sip of the wine that Fu Cuo handed over: "And if she refuses, just refuse. Barabara said a lot, and she can even make an excuse to discuss with friends. Do you have any ideas and responsibility!"
Fu Cuo's hand that put the wine bottle suddenly stopped, and he frowned and asked, "...to discuss with a friend?"
"Yes! Didn't you say you read it?"
In the evening, Fu Cuo went home and looked for the last video. After watching it from beginning to end, he knew that he shouldn't think too much, but when he saw An Jie say "I've consulted with a friend", there was obviously no other information pointing to it. Who, but he couldn't restrain himself from doubting Sui Qingchi. This suspicion hovered in my heart, like a volcano that wanted to erupt but could not. He didn't want, didn't dare, and couldn't ask Sui Qingchi, and every time he faced AK after that, he couldn't tell him about his anxiety, as if he had done something wrong to the other party.
This matter has been on my mind for several days, and another bad news suddenly made it worse this day-Tang Du slipped and dislocated his arm while taking a shower in the hotel, and may have to leave "The Strongest Voice on the Surface".
Tang Du was injured, and "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" would definitely change mentors. AK came to the bar to drink and asked him worriedly who he might change.
"I don't know," he said, "it might be LOTUS."
He didn't say the name that was in AK's mind, and AK didn't ask again. He drank the wine silently and said, "I hope."
LOTUS is a rock band. Since Salinger was recommended as a judge of "Super Sound Field" several years ago, they have not participated in this type of talent show for a long time. Among the many male singers who can fill the vacancy of the song god Tang Du, in terms of popularity and appeal, there is only that person.
Of course, it depends on whether he is willing or not.
Fortunately, he probably didn't want to.
On the day when Sui Qingchi took a photo for the cover of Fashion Magazine, Wang Xiaoou happened to get the news that Tang Du was injured and had to quit "The Strongest Voice on the Surface". His whole face was wrinkled with worry, and Sui Qingchi shouted "" water", she came to her senses and hurriedly took the water. The headlight burned Sui Qingchi's forehead to sweat, and Wang Xiaoou raised his hand to wipe it for Sui Qingchi.
"What are you distracted by?" Sui Qingchi asked, "Did you fall in love?"
"No..." Wang Xiaoou said bitterly, "I'm so fat, which man can like me?"
Sui Qingchi frowned: "You are so fat and you even became my assistant. I don't dislike you. What do you have to belittle yourself?"
How could this be... a bit sweet at first glance? Wang Xiaoou looked up at Sui Qingchi carefully, the water rolled down his throat, it looked very sexy, and just wiped his sweat with a wet tissue along the bridge of his tall nose, the feeling was quite impressive dokidoki's. Before coming to Huanyi, she never dreamed that she could get along with a male god-level man like Sui Qingchi. Of course, the male god is only on the outside, but he is actually a male god on the inside... Oh, I dare not say it!
"Master, why did you ask me to be your assistant?"
Sui Qingchi took two sips and took down the water glass, glanced down at her, and thought for a while: "You seem to have a good temper."
Wang Xiaoou thought to himself, a person with a good temper could be Sui Qingchi's assistant, otherwise who would be able to stand being scolded every day... He couldn't help but sigh: "I only have a good temper."
Sui Qingchi unscrewed the lid of the water cup casually, put it in Wang Xiaoou's hand, and said: "A good temper is a great advantage."
The photographer showed Sui Qingchi the effect of the film, and Wang Xiaoou stood aside and looked at Sui Qingchi's profile with his head bowed. Sui Qingchi was really handsome, his facial features were the kind of western classical beauty, and his appearance was obviously feminine. But there is a sense of masculine oppression in the femininity. Looking at the entertainment industry, there are very few people with this temperament. Well, Zhong Dao is one of them, but Zhong Dao's appearance is still too soft, not like Sui Qingchi It has sharp edges and corners, but it will grow and mature over time.
Sui Qingchi was talking to the photographer beside him, with his right hand on his waist, and it was just one hand, which was very attractive. Wang Xiaoou couldn't help thinking of Sui Qingchi's previous interview, when asked what kind of girl he liked, Sui Qingchi kept silent and said three words: "Gentle."
Do you know if you have a good temper and are gentle? Wang Xiaoou stared at Sui Qingchi in a daze, and saw that when he was concentrating, he would occasionally lick his lips habitually with the tip of his tongue, and before he knew it, the roots of his ears became hot, which scared her into a panic, what the hell was I thinking, my male god is Tang Du !
After shooting the cover, there was a simple magazine interview. Liu Mei read the questions to be asked, and crossed out the inappropriate ones. There was only one question. She struggled for a long time, knowing that Sui Qingchi would not like it, so she kept it. . The editor of the magazine saw that there were not many problems in the above, and it was also scratched up, so he secretly rolled his eyes.
It's not that Liu Mei doesn't know how people who have interviewed Sui Qingchi complain in private, but Sui Qingchi doesn't like being asked personal questions. If he thinks there are private things in the questions, the scene will be very good. Once when he was interviewed by a radio station, the host of the radio station asked him jokingly: "Can we talk about the matter with Ms. Meng Jing?" Sui Qingchi asked back: "With who?" , Sui Qingchi immediately took off his earphones, stood up and left. This radio interview was conducted in the glass room of Liberty World Square. The outside was crowded with people, and the whole square was blocked. Even the floor-to-ceiling glass in Wangfujing opposite was surrounded by a dense wall of people, just to see for yourself. The second heavenly king in one glance, this is good, thousands of people witnessed the whole process of Sui Qingchi's departure, the scene can be described as a sensation. Maybe the host of the radio station thought that Sui Qingchi would not embarrass people in public, but he was naive. Is Sui Qingchi less embarrassing in public? Some artists will say "I'm sorry" before leaving the stage, but Sui Qingchi doesn't care about manners at all. After that, the radio program publicly criticized Sui Qingchi as a public figure on the official Weibo account for not understanding basic etiquette.
In less than half an hour, I received a reply from Sui Tianwang in a benevolent manner: You asked me why you don't have an AC number in your heart? My etiquette is not to smoke you in public, and I did.
The radio host continued to complain on his private Weibo: Will anyone dare to ask him for an interview in the future
Liu Mei sneered and thought, you are overthinking, Sui Qingchi is a topic superstar, or a traffic superstar, he is like a sun with great radiation power among the stars, although it is poisonous, it also has light. To put it bluntly, the entertainment industry is a business where moths jump into flames, and most of them are moths who scold Sui Qingchi while jumping on him.
When the magazine interview came to the last question, Liu Meixin also hesitated for a moment. This question did not involve privacy, but it was obviously the kind that Sui Qingchi didn't want to hear.
"Last night Tang Du announced his withdrawal from "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" due to injury. Now everyone is curious whether you will become the rescue instructor of "The Strongest Voice on the Surface"?"
Sui Qingchi froze for a moment, obviously didn't expect this problem, let alone Tang Du's injury, he turned to look at Liu Mei, Liu Mei nodded vaguely, she didn't know that Sui Qingchi's nod would be rejected by Sui Qingchi How to interpret it, I saw Sui Qingchi frowned at her, turned his head, and said to the magazine reporter: "I don't know about it yet."
"Then if possible, would you consider saving the field?"
"I don't know, I can't answer you right now." After Sui Qingchi finished speaking, he left a sentence, "This is the last question." Then he got up. When he got up, he stopped in front of the other party, and the editor of the magazine hurriedly stood up After saying "thank you", Sui Qingchi also shook hands with the other party, buttoned up his coat, and nodded to the photographer at the same time before turning and leaving.
The interview ended smoothly, and the nanny drove the group back to the company. It was a little quiet in the car. Sui Qingchi looked out of the window, as if thinking about something, and frowned subconsciously.
Liu Mei couldn't guess what he was thinking. In fact, Tang Du was injured a week ago. Two days ago, the program team of "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" contacted Huanyi, hoping that Sui Qingchi could save the scene. I don't see the rules of Wang's game, but in terms of influence, Sui Qingchi should be the first person on their list. Even if the hope is slim, he will give it a try. She knew that Sui Qingchi was unlikely to accept Tang Du's offer, but the company hoped that he could save the situation, not only because the price offered by the other party was higher than Tang Du's, Sui Qingchi was reorganizing Xifeng and The company also hopes that he can restore his image through this music program, although it will not restore much... But it is better than nothing to make people remember that he is a singer and musician.
Sui Qingchi's voice suddenly came from the quiet carriage:
"Has "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" come to me?"
Liu Mei finally waited for this sentence, and told the truth, and said: "I said to think about it," paused, "If you don't want to go, forget it." In fact, even she herself thinks that the possibility is unlikely.
After hearing this, Sui Qingchi fell into silence again. Just when Liu Mei thought that this matter was probably useless, she suddenly heard Sui Qingchi say:
"Let them bring the contract and let me have a look."
Liu Mei and Wang Xiaoou couldn't help but glanced at each other, each seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
The gossip account broke the news that Sui Qingchi was going to rescue "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" faster than the official announcement. At first, many people on the Internet didn't believe it, but when the official announcement came out, they were dumbfounded. After Tang and Du, Sui Qingchi will come to "The Strongest Voice on the Surface". The Heavenly King and the God of Songs share the same program platform. Although they are not in the same frame, it really excited the public opinion.
Fu Cuo never expected to wait for the worst and most unlikely news. He thought he would wait for AK's series of fatal calls, but after waiting and waiting, the phone didn't ring, so he didn't know what to do.
Until the last episode of "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" recorded by Tang Du before he was injured was broadcast on CBC, Fu Cuo still couldn't wait any longer. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he might face Sui Qingchi at Clock Island. He didn't dare With Sui Qingchi's personality, what would he do to this young man who used him to hype him up, but Zhong Dao was so innocent.
It seems that the more he wants to stay out of it, the more things backfire...
On the night of the last broadcast of Tang Du, he rummaged through the phone call log for a long time to find the number, and dialed it. The busy sound on the other side of the phone rang for a long time. Only then did Fu Cuo realize that he had been blocked, and he had no choice but to hang up. When it was broken, there was a "click" in the ear, and the mechanical syllable was replaced by sudden silence.
There was silence for a few seconds, and a deep breath came:
"What's up?"
Hearing Sui Qingchi's voice, Fu Cuo remembered what had happened these days, and asked with restraint: "Did you tell An Jie to reject Zhong Dao?"
"What are you talking about, I don't understand, I'm busy now, wait until I'm free..."
"Busy playing NP?"
Sui Qingchi was stung by this sentence, looked down at the lyrics in his hand, NP? Where did NP come from? ! Crumple up the piece of paper and throw it out. When I got up vigorously, the swivel chair slid away with a "wow" sound: "You play double, I play NP, we are each other!"
"It's you who gave An Jie the wind, I understand you."
"You—" Sui Qingchi stood in the middle of the work room, looking at the scores and lyrics of the dead all over the floor, with his hands on his waist, furious, "Fu Cuo, you feel your conscience and say, do you really understand me?!"
"You touch your conscience and say, I don't understand you?"
"..."
Fu Cuo didn't want to quarrel with him needlessly, so he said directly: "Let's come out and meet."
"inconvenient!"
"If you are inconvenient now, you can do it tomorrow, and if you are inconvenient tomorrow, you can do it the day after tomorrow..." In the middle of speaking, Yao Ke suddenly shouted in surprise, "Why is there a nosebleed?" "It's okay." He raised his hand to signal Yao Ke to give him the tissue, Yao Ke hurriedly handed it over, Fu Cuo put the tissue on his nose, and heard Sui Qingchi ask from the other end: "What are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, I'm talking to someone else," Fu Cuo said, "Do you want to meet? You can decide the time and place."
Sui Qingchi was silent for a while: "What do we meet?"
"Talk about it."
"I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me now, it's not convenient for me tomorrow, and it's not convenient for me the day after tomorrow."
After Sui Qingchi finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Fu Cuo was not surprised by the result. He put the phone on the bar and wiped his nose with a tissue to make sure there was no bleeding.
Yao can see that Fu Cuo is still staring at the phone, and reminds him with some taste: "Everyone is hung up."
Fu Cuo was still staring at the phone, pressing both hands on the bar, like a patient hunter. Yao Ke looked at his extremely calm and patient profile, and couldn't help but bumped his chest a few times, and then the phone rang suddenly. It rang, startling her.
Fu Cuo picked up the phone decisively: "Hello?"
"In half an hour, you come to my place to find me." Sui Qingchi said.
"Where do you live?"
"Can't you find it yourself?"
"Okay." Fu Cuo nodded, put away his phone, turned around and asked Yao Ke for leave, "I'll go out for a while, and come back later."
Yao Ke was very surprised, and rolled his eyes to look at him: "Who is it, a woman, so hypocritical." After hanging up for two minutes, she called back by herself. To be honest, even women are not so hypocritical now.
Fu took his coat and put it on by mistake, and went out: "Don't insult your compatriots."
Sui Qingchi hung up the phone and threw it on the table, looked back at the wreckage on the ground, squatted down and picked up the music lyrics one by one, stacked them on the table, and put them away neatly. The drawer stopped again while stuffing the stack of scores in it.
Forget it, why is it necessary, he won't come up here.
The score was thrown on the workbench casually again.
When I went downstairs, I saw the acoustic guitar and the half-written sheet music on the sofa, and immediately put them all away. I wanted to put them back upstairs, but after a quick glance, I found that there was no need to save them. These things are comparable to garbage, he frowned, pressed the paper into a ball with both hands, and threw it into the trash can.