Qiao Yichen's eyes will deceive people, especially when he looks at you intently, it will make you involuntarily believe that every word he says to you is sincere.
So Ding Meng firmly believed that she must be beautiful and miserable today.
Qiao Yichen looked at her shyly bowing her head, and smirked silently: "Go to the second floor for training after dinner."
"Ah?" Ding Meng looked at him blankly, didn't she just say she was beautiful
Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to practice?"
"...I think so!" Ding Meng gave him a dog-legged smile, but she rolled her eyes when she picked up her rice bowl.
Qiao Yichen looked at her and announced calmly, "I have to go to work tomorrow morning. You can practice your vocals and guitar at home, and you can't be lazy in physical training. I'll do a random check when you come back in the evening."
Ding Meng: "..."
It used to be her random check on his homework before, but now the identities of the two sides have been changed, which is really a sad and depressing story.
However, the arrangement of the producer of Qiao Da did not end here: "Go to the studio in the afternoon to watch other players' games, and come back in the evening to continue the special training."
Ding Meng: "..."
Simply a seamless itinerary.
She pursed her lips, trying to buy herself some rest time: "I just ended a war today, I thought I could at least sleep in late tomorrow."
Qiao Yichen smiled at her: "Isn't your grandfather Ding Chunqiu, why can't you bear it at this level?"
Ding Meng: "..."
"How long has it been, do you still remember? You have such a good memory, why didn't you see your perfect score in previous exams?" Ding Meng was really speechless.
Qiao Yichen said indifferently, "Because I was still in the rebellious period at that time."
"So you're entering menopause now?"
Qiao Yichen was silent for a while, then smiled at her and said, "Then I have a valid reason to increase your physical training for half an hour?"
"... Da Qiao, you are so suave, how could it be menopause."
Qiao Yichen gave her a flirtatious look and ended the wrangling. After dinner, Ding Meng obediently followed him upstairs for special training.
The next day when Qiao Yichen woke up, he knocked on Ding Meng's door. Ding Meng was so disturbed that she had to get up and go to the second floor for training.
Although there was no Qiao Yichen to supervise, Ding Meng still did not dare to be lazy and practiced hard all morning. After lunch at noon, she went out to watch the game against the sun. When I got to the studio, I found out that all the players who passed yesterday have come. It seems that everyone is very concerned about the strength of their opponents.
The contestants who came to watch all sat concentrated on the side of the stage. After the judges arrived, the people who were still chatting immediately became quiet. Ding Meng heard a girl next to her whisper, "Qiao Yichen is so handsome."
She blinked and didn't respond, and the girl whispered regretfully, "Unfortunately, it's a trembling S."
Ding Meng choked on the saliva and almost coughed out.
Qiao Yichen walked to the judge's seat, glanced down the stage, and after seeing Ding Meng, he withdrew his gaze and sat down in his seat.
After the judges were seated, the competition started soon. The contestants came on stage one by one. After listening for a while, Ding Meng realized that the level of this group of contestants was generally better than yesterday. It seems that Qiao Yichen is right, she is really lucky...
Tang Shiran is also in this group. Although she is still a student of the Conservatory of Music, her singing level is no longer inferior to that of professional singers. It can even be said that she sings better than many singers. It was the first time that Ding Meng heard Tang Shiran sing. She didn't expect that Tang Shiran looked so petite and had such amazing explosive power. Moreover, her control over the whole song can be described with ease. When Qiao Yichen commented on her, it was rare and gentle and drizzle, and she seemed to be very optimistic about her.
Tang Shiran was naturally promoted successfully. When she got Qiao Yichen's vote, she had an undisguised smile on her face, even Ding Meng, who was sitting in the distance, could see it clearly.
At this time, the girl next to her spoke again: "Look at how enchanting Tang Shiran laughed, he almost jumped up and said, 'I'm going to give you a monkey'."
Ding Meng: "..."
To be honest, she is not familiar with this girl, everyone just knows each other's names, but gossip has obviously brought them closer.
"Don't talk about Tang Shiran, how many girl singers in the entertainment circle want to give birth to a monkey for Qiao Yichen, but unfortunately they don't give you a chance." When the girl said this, she pulled Ding Meng with some interest and asked, "You said Qiao Yichen What kind of woman would he like? Ah, shouldn't he like a man?"
This time, Ding Meng couldn't hold back and really coughed.
Qiao Yichen looked over in the next second, and the girl next to Ding Meng was silent. When Qiao Yichen's eyes fell back on the player, she was relieved.
"I'm going, the producer Qiao Da is too scary, scaring the baby to death." The girl patted her chest, feeling lingering fears.
Ding Meng looked at her embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I choked just now."
"It's okay, it's okay, you must have been frightened by him, right?"
"Well, it's okay..."
Ding Meng smiled at her and continued to listen to the contestants on the stage singing. The afternoon of the competition passed quickly. In the evening, Qiao Yichen still came back for dinner. There was only Ding Meng's leftover dishes at noon, and he didn't dislike it. After eating, he carried Ding Meng to the second floor for special training as usual.
But today Ding Meng was a little absent-minded. After she sang another wrong note, Qiao Yichen finally stopped: "What are you doing? Are you sleepwalking?"
Ding Meng lowered her head and replied, "I'm sorry."
Qiao Yichen frowned, retracted his hand from the piano, looked at her and said, "I went to listen to the second group of contestants this afternoon, how do you feel?"
"Oh, you sing very well." Today's observation made her understand a truth. Without comparison, there is no harm.
Qiao Yichen hummed and said, "So your self-confidence was hit? I've said before that you still have a big gap compared to other players."
Ding Meng was stunned. It turned out that he asked himself to listen to the game today, just to hit her. Suddenly she felt very uncomfortable. Even if he didn't do it, she knew that she still had a gap compared to other players. Did he have to embarrass her like this
She hummed like Qiao Yichen just now: "Don't talk about other players, you are talking about Tang Shiran? You like her so much, go and teach her!"
Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows and stood up from the piano: "No training today."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, Ding Meng was stunned, and returned to the room, with the door slammed.
Don't practice, don't practice! Who is rare!
She was wronged in the room for a while, and she began to feel that she was making trouble without reason. Even if Qiao Yichen didn't ask her to go to the game today, she would definitely go. She was provoked by Tang Shiran herself, and then she poured her anger on Qiao Yichen.
Is that the case
She lay on the bed for a while, covered with the quilt and slept. Even if it seems that she is wrong, she will not go out to apologize to Qiao Yichen at this time, anyway, he also thinks that Tang Shiran is better than himself, and he is not wronged for this.
When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by the alarm clock. Today I am going to training camp again. When Ding Meng was going out, Qiao Yichen was about to go out too. She glanced at Qiao Yichen and walked out quickly, without even having breakfast.
After arriving at training camp, she asked the staff for a loaf of bread, and if she didn't eat something, she might faint on the track later.
In this training, the players are no longer divided into professional groups and non-professional groups. The top 20 players are all together, and the training intensity is obviously much stronger than the previous week. In terms of physical training, the 800-meter long-distance running has been upgraded to one. Six hundred meters.
The training of professional knowledge and skills started again, but this time with professional players, Ding Meng obviously felt a lot of hard work. After a day of training, she felt a little dizzy.
After returning home, Qiao Yichen had already prepared dinner, Ding Meng glanced at the dining room, and left without saying a word as in the morning.
But this time, Qiao Yichen didn't let her go like this again: "Where are you going? Come and eat, and go to the second floor for special training."
Ding Meng pursed her lips, went back to her room, put down her bag, washed her hands, and went out to eat. Neither of them spoke at the dinner table, and they finished their dinner dully. Ding Meng was very serious during the training, but the two still didn't chat.
It seems that he knew that the training intensity of the training camp had increased, and Qiao Yichen specially shortened the training in the evening by half an hour. But Ding Meng didn't plan to leave when the time was up: "You go down first, I'll practice for a while myself."
Qiao Yichen glanced at her, pondered for a while, and said, "Don't practice too late, pay attention to rest."
"Yeah." Ding Meng responded casually, and went to run on the treadmill by herself.
Qiao Yichen glanced at her again, turned and went downstairs. He washed their dishes first, then went back to the room to take a shower, read the music magazine for a while and then fell asleep. He woke up once in the middle of the night and looked at the door subconsciously.
As if thinking of something, he rolled over and got out of bed, opened the door and walked out. It was quiet all around, he walked to the living room in the dark and glanced upstairs. There seemed to be some movement on the second floor. He stood at the entrance of the stairs for a while, then raised his legs and walked up.
Ding Meng still stayed upstairs to practice. When Qiao Yichen arrived, she was standing at the window practicing her own voice. She didn't turn on the lights, only the place where she was standing was bright because of the moonlight.
Qiao Yichen's brows furrowed, and he stepped forward and unconsciously increased the volume: "Ding Meng, do you know what time it is?"
Ding Meng's singing came to an abrupt end as if she had been cut off. She looked back and saw Qiao Yichen standing at the door, and was stunned for a moment. Soon, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, did it disturb you to sleep? I heard you say that it is soundproofed here, so I can sing with confidence. I will be quieter."
After her words of apology, Qiao Yichen's anger became even more intense: "Are you planning to continue singing? You should be sleeping at this time!"
Ding Meng pursed the corners of her mouth and turned around: "I'm not sleepy."
"I don't care whether you are sleepy or not, go down and sleep for me now!"
This childish tone was exactly the same as when she was a child, Ding Meng was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed: "Qiao Da, why did you turn into a dog in a second?"
Qiao Yichen did not speak with a sullen face, but the relationship between the two seemed to have eased a lot.
Ding Meng sighed and sat down against the window sill: "Today's training is with all the players together, and suddenly it becomes a lot more difficult. Sometimes the professional terms that the teacher talks about, I haven't even heard them before, and I see other It's easy to keep up with the teacher's rhythm, this feeling... It's like I'm back in the class of No. 9 Middle School, I'm still reading the questions, and some classmates have reported the answers."
Qiao Yichen frowned: "So what? Are you planning to practice day and night, and then toss yourself into the hospital?"
Ding Meng lowered her head and didn't speak. Qiao Yichen walked over to her and sat down next to her: "You were not surprised before, why did I go down the road of music?"
"Um."
Qiao Yichen looked at her sideways, and there seemed to be a star in his eyes: "It's because of you."