With everyone's preparations in full swing, the rehearsal will soon begin. The rehearsal lasted for two days, and the timetable was sent to each contestant. Because of the large number of people, everyone just had to pass the time of their rehearsal, and the rest of the time would continue to train.
After two days of rehearsal, the staff organized a draw. The semi-finals are based on a confrontational situation. Forty players face off in pairs. The loser is eliminated and the winner is promoted.
Ding Meng and a male player both won No. 9, and the other player, like her, was in the non-professional group, which inevitably made her a little fortunate. But although everyone had been training together for several days, she still didn't know each other's names.
She was considering whether to go up and say hello. By the way, she found out the enemy's real situation. The enemy moved one step ahead of her: "Hello, your name is Ding Meng, and my name is Jia Shuai."
Ding Meng looked at the person walking up to her and opened her mouth in surprise: "What a coincidence."
Jia Shuai reacted for a while, and then connected to her idea: "Do you have a friend named Jia Shuai?"
Ding Meng shook her head: "No, I have a classmate named Zhen Shuai."
Jia Shuai: "… "
In any case, the two probed each other's bottom and went back to their respective homes.
Qiao Yichen is cooking these few days, and Ding Meng has become a happy moth. At the dinner table, Qiao Yichen asked about the game: "Who was drawn by lottery?"
"Jia Shuai!" Ding Meng put down her chopsticks and looked at him excitedly, "Do you remember? There used to be a man named Zhen Shuai in the third class, and you had an affair with him!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
His face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked at Ding Meng silently.
"Cough." Out of animal instinct, Ding Meng felt the danger, she didn't want to escalate today's special training, "Well, I understand now, you didn't want to confess to him when you took my love letter, but Do you want to hand it over to him for me?"
Qiao Yichen sneered: "It took you twelve years to understand this matter?"
Ding Meng: "..."
sorry orz.
Qiao Yichen picked up a chopstick of rice and asked casually, "Do you still like him now?"
Ding Meng thought this question was a bit weird: "I don't like it for a long time. I don't even remember what he looks like now."
"Oh." Qiao Yichen responded, but his face softened a lot. As if she had met in a cafe at the time, she recognized herself at a glance.
After dinner, there was an unstoppable special training. Although tomorrow was the official competition, Qiao Yichen was still training Ding Meng's basic skills. Ding Meng was not in a hurry to ask him to help her guide the competition repertoire. She felt that he must have his intentions for doing so.
It was not until the end of the special training, when Ding Meng returned to the room, that Qiao Yichen stopped her and said, "Come on for the game tomorrow."
Ding Meng was stunned for a while, then she smiled at him: "Okay, big!"
Qiao Yichen watched her close the door, and returned to the room with the corners of her mouth raised.
Since the program team did not provide competition clothes, Ding Meng had to choose a more formal white dress from the closet, handed off the black one, and went to participate in the competition.
After arriving at the scene, a staff member saw her come in with her face up and down, and pulled her to put on some makeup. Staff and players kept passing by in a hurry, Ding Meng was also infected by the atmosphere and became nervous.
This rematch will be held in two days. Tonight is the top ten players in the lottery, a total of 20 players. Twenty contestants have to sing in one afternoon, so the time is still a little tight.
Ding Meng and Jia Shuai were in the middle. She felt that this position was not bad. She didn't have to wait too long, and she could understand the strength of the previous players. When it came to her and Jia Shuai, it was Jia Shuai who played first.
He sang the title song of the same name from Gu Xin's third chapter album "Crazy Sound". When he was training before, the teacher suggested that he sing another song, but now it seems that he did not accept the teacher's advice.
So Ding Meng came to the conclusion that he must have true love for Gu Xin.
This song Jia Shuai sings mediocrely. Although there are no major mistakes, there is nothing outstanding. Gu Xin's songs were inherently difficult to sing, and in addition to the strong singing skills of the original singer, Jia Shuai's performance just now seemed even more bland.
Ding Meng felt a little pity for him. He has a good voice and good singing skills. If he listened to the teacher and changed to a song that he could control better, he would perform much better.
The judges' opinions were similar to hers, but the words came out of Qiao Yichen's mouth, and the damage value was doubled: "Many people want to be the second Gu Xin when they step into the music world, and it's a good thing to have goals. , but when his strength is far inferior to him, he rashly challenges his songs, which will only make himself look like a clown."
… so miserable. Ding Meng couldn't bear to see Jia Shuai's expression anymore.
But there was no time for her to think too much. After Jia Shuai went down, it would be her turn.
This was the first time there was a band accompaniment. After Ding Meng took the stage, her heart beat wildly uncontrollably. Strange to say, however, when she met Qiao Yichen's gaze, she was inexplicably calmer.
Obviously his eyes are still fierce.
After introducing herself, Ding Meng completely relaxed in the soothing prelude: "Above the rainbow, there is a high place, there is a piece of paradise, I have heard it in the lullaby. Somewhere above the rainbow The place, the sky is blue, as long as you dare to dream, it will come true…”
A soft "over the rainbow" seems to ease the tense atmosphere in the studio, and the heart slowly calms down. This time, there is no need to worry about being interrupted by Qiao Yichen in the middle of the singing. Ding Meng sang very deeply. When the last music disappeared in the air, she still felt like she was floating in the clouds.
At the end of the singing, the judge on the far left took the lead in commenting: "I said in the last competition that your voice is very clear and suitable for singing this kind of jazz music, and you have a distinctive feature when you sing, your emotions are very devoted, You can easily bring the audience into the world you describe."
Another judge also said: "From your information, you have not received professional training, but your progress this week is astonishing. If last time, you were singing like the producer Qiao Da said. KTV, then your singing this time can scare a lot of laymen. To be honest, I'm a little surprised, are the teachers in our training camp so good?"
The teacher who instructed Ding Meng was sitting in the audience watching the game. At this time, he couldn't help but wonder if he had always underestimated his ability
Only Ding Meng was thinking silently, maybe it should be Qiao Yichen's credit.
"Of course, you still have a lot of room for improvement, and I'm looking forward to it." The judge smiled at her and ended the review.
With the affirmation of the two judges, Ding Meng was relieved a lot. In order to save time, the program team only arranged two judges to comment each time, so Qiao Yichen didn't say anything else this time. Jia Shuai came to the stage to stand with Ding Meng, ready to accept the votes of the three judges.
The result seemed to be expected. The two judges who had affirmed Ding Meng just now voted for her. Without a doubt, it was Ding Meng who advanced. The last one to vote was Qiao Yichen. Although his vote was no longer important, Ding Meng still looked at him seriously.
Qiao Yichen adjusted the microphone and said, "I want to hear you sing Chinese songs next time. If you continue to sing in English, I will directly eliminate you."
Ding Meng: "..."
Why did she want him to talk just now
"I vote for Ding Meng." After Qiao Yichen finished speaking, he turned away from the microphone.
Probably because he had been abused by Qiao Yichen for a long time, his unimportant vote actually made Ding Meng elated. With the votes of the three judges, Ding Meng successfully entered the top 20.
After she finished the competition, there were still half of the contestants, and she did not rush to leave, but, like many other contestants, finished listening to the singing of everyone in this group. After the game, the program team said that they could watch the game of the second group tomorrow, or they could arrange the time freely, and they would gather at the training camp at 8:30 in the morning the day after tomorrow.
When Ding Meng left, she took a special look at the studio. The director of the program group and people from Xingyao Entertainment were still talking to Qiao Yichen. She blinked and went back first.
I thought that Qiao Yichen would socialize for a long time, at least go out to dinner with everyone, but he didn't expect him to step on Ding Meng's meal and come back.
Ding Meng choked on the rice in her mouth and looked at him with her rice bowl in her hand: "Cough, I thought you were going to eat out, so I only cooked two dishes."
"It's okay." Qiao Yichen took off his suit jacket, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and walked out with a bowl of rice. Ding Meng took two mouthfuls of rice and looked at the person opposite: "How about I cook another soup?"
Although the agreement said that the two of them had their own way, but during this time she ate too many meals for Qiao Yichen in vain, and she felt a little uneasy in her conscience.
Seeing that she was about to move, Qiao Yichen said, "No need, just drink water."
"Oh." Ding Meng heard the words, ran over to pick up two glasses of water, and put it in front of Qiao Yichen.
Qiao Yichen looked at Baishui in front of him, tickled the corner of his mouth and said, "Is there any juice?"
"Juice, yes! What flavor do you want?"
"Grape and watermelon and lemon."
Although it sounds complicated, the industrious little bee Ding Meng still went to the kitchen to squeeze the juice. The juicer at Qiao Yichen's house is very high-end, with a very high juice yield. You can also peel the skin yourself. Ding Meng brought out two cups of freshly squeezed juice after a while.
"Thank you." Qiao Yichen took a sip from the water glass, and seemed very happy.
Ding Meng took a sip herself and nodded in appreciation. The high-end wall breaker is different from her family's blender with more than 100 yuan, and the taste is much better.
"Congratulations on your promotion."
Qiao Yichen said a word without warning, Ding Meng's eyes rolled, and before she could say a word of thanks, Qiao Yichen added: "But if the person you won today is not Jia Shuai, or Jia Shuai sang It's not "Boom", you won't be promoted so easily."
Ding Meng: "..."
She licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, looked at Qiao Yichen and said, "Can you only say the first half of what you say in the future?"
Qiao Yichen smiled lightly and said, "If you just want to listen to good things, you will not make progress."
Ding Meng hehe: "When did you say something nice?"
Qiao Yichen glanced at her, raised his lips and said, "You are very beautiful today."
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Today is the Qixi Festival, I will send you a [Special Mini Fanwai for Qixi Festival], I hope you like it~~
When Ding Meng was studying, she had a crush on a male classmate in the next class whose name was Zhen Shuai. On the Qixi Festival, she mustered up the courage to write a love letter... Well, she only had the courage to write a love letter.
When she returned to her seat with the pink envelope for the third time, Qiao Yichen finally couldn't help asking, "It's been three classes and you haven't given it yet?"
Ding Meng was startled: "How, how did you know?! Σ( ° △ °|||)︴"
Qiao Yichen couldn't bear to look away, it was too obvious, okay
"For Zhen Shuai from Class 3?"
Ding Meng's ears turned red: "Well..."
Qiao Yichen sneered: "His kind of thin-skinned boy can only use his face to deceive you little girls who don't understand anything."
Ding Meng looked up at him in surprise: "Tingting only described you like this yesterday."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He coughed, and his eyes fell on the envelope in Ding Meng's hand again: "Why don't you give it to him? Take out your usual scolding me."
Ding Meng choked: "... When I just passed by, he was talking to Zhong Jie from their class."
Zhong Jie is the class flower of the third class, and she almost became a superior flower, and she... is a little fat girl, except for her grades, she doesn't seem to have any merit.
Ding Meng held her face and felt sorry for herself. Qiao Yichen looked at her, frowning slightly, but said nothing.
Ding Meng's love letter was not given until after school in the afternoon.
She frowned at the love letter, so it's better to destroy the corpse as soon as possible...
She was about to do this when the monitor came over and asked her to go to the office. Ding Meng shoved the love letter into the desk and followed the monitor out.
Qiao Yichen, who was packing her schoolbag next to her, stared at her drawer for a few seconds, put down her schoolbag, took out the love letter and walked out.
At the door of Class 3, Zhen Shuai was surrounded by several girls joking. Qiao Yichen walked over and handed over the love letter in his hand neatly: "This is for you."
Zhen Shuai was stunned for a moment, watching his ever-changing expressions. Just when Qiao Yichen was a little impatient, the girls surrounding Zhen Shuai screamed: "Oh my God! It turns out that Qiao Yichen likes Zhen Shuai!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
Wait, did you misunderstand something!
However, it was too late, and a few girls almost went to tell each other... In fact, it was really not bad, because the news of "Qiao Yichen confessed to Zhen Shuai" had spread throughout the whole grade.
Ding Meng couldn't calm down for a long time after hearing the news. She was silent for a long time, thinking of her missing love letter. She looked at someone with an ugly face next to her and asked weakly, "Did you take my love letter yesterday...?"
Qiao Yichen's heart was blocked for a day because this sentence was a little more comfortable, he nodded, and just wanted to tell her not to be too grateful to him, he heard Ding Meng embarrassed and said: "Actually, it is more sincere to write a love letter by yourself. , it's not good to take other people's."
…
Qiao Yichen, died.