After Qiao Yichen said these words, the entire class was as quiet as death.
Ding Meng stared at the screen for a while, poked Qiao Yichen's avatar, and sent a private chat: "I thought you didn't need this Q for a long time."
After a while, she received a reply from Qiao Yichen: "I thought you didn't need this Q for a long time."
Ding Meng: "Uh, I've been invisible for ten thousand years."
Qiao Yichen: "Me too."
Ding Meng thought for a while, and tapped her fingertips on the keyboard a few times. Before she could send it out, Qiao Yichen's message came again: "But I remember that I asked you to rest, why are you still surfing the Internet?"
Ding Meng: "..."
Unexpectedly, she could also be caught by hiding in the room and surfing the Internet secretly.
Qiao Yichen: "Don't go back to the group, don't care what they say."
Ding Meng deleted the words she just typed and re-entered: "I know, Du Xiao just has a crush on you╮(╯_╰)╭"
Qiao Yichen didn't speak over there, but Ding Meng tapped again, "I beg of Du Xiao's shadow area now :)"
Qiao Yichen still didn't reply, Ding Meng blinked: "Dog Dan, aren't you shy? Are you still in the dark? [doge]"
Qiao Yichen: "You can come to my room and see if I'm shy or dark."
Ding Meng: "..."
"I slept 88888" She quickly crossed the dialog box, and was about to quit Little Penguin, her fingers paused again, and sent a friend request to Qiao Yichen.
Qiao Yichen quickly approved her request, Ding Meng smiled, clicked "leave this group" in the class, and then turned off the computer and went to sleep.
When Qiao Yichen saw Ding Meng's profile picture turn black, he crossed out the dialog with her. There was still a dialog in the center of the screen, the initiator was Du Xiao, and there were a few lines of chat history on it.
Du Xiao: "Qiao Yichen, since you are still using this account, why didn't you reply to the messages I sent you before?"
Du Xiao: "As soon as you opened your mouth, you were talking about me in the group, what do you mean?"
Qiao Yichen: "What do you mean when you say Ding Meng in the group?"
Du Xiao sent a new message: "She hasn't used this account for a long time. Let me tell you what happened to her? She can't see it anyway."
As soon as she finished speaking, she received a reminder from Ding Meng to withdraw from the group.
She was stunned in front of the computer, and another sentence popped up on the screen.
Qiao Yichen: "Then I said what happened to you? You can also pretend that you can't see it."
After Qiao Yichen lost this sentence, he crossed out the dialog box, and before exiting Penguin, he found Ding Meng's avatar and set a "visible to him incognito".
On the other end of the network cable, Du Xiao tapped a long series of words, but before sending it out, he received another message reminder.
Qiao Yichen withdrew from the third and fourth classes of the group junior high school.
Du Xiao's brows knit together, and he snapped off the computer.
The matter of Ban Qun just passed, and it didn't make any waves in Ding Meng's heart. Her daily life is still full of high-intensity training. The only thing worth mentioning is that now Qiao Yichen will make a lunch for her every day.
As the rehearsal approached, the teacher in charge of Ding Meng took all the time to help the contestants arrange the music, even the lunch break. Another teacher walked into the lounge with a boxed lunch and couldn't help but exclaimed, "You are so dedicated that you don't even eat lunch?"
As he said, he put down the lunch box and picked up a piece of music, which happened to be Ding Meng's "White Bird". After watching for a while, his brows slightly wrinkled: "Hey, this arrangement style is a bit like Qiao Yichen's handwriting."
The teacher in charge of Ding Meng smiled and said, "It's Qiao Yichen with a good eye. He came here in the morning and I was arranging the music, so he took a look at it for me by the way."
Another teacher raised his eyebrows: "Don't mention it, Qiao Yichen made it up, and the song immediately became taller."
"Yeah, and his arrangement maximizes the advantages of Ding Meng's voice. I feel like he knows Ding Meng's voice very well."
"He's a judge. After listening to her singing so many songs, he must know it."
"Also, Ding Meng was lucky and was caught up by her."
At this time, Ding Meng, who was eating a bento in the training room, had no idea how good her "luck" was.
Two days before the competition, the program team started the rehearsal mode. This 20-8 competition is obviously a lot more grand than before. Not only has the competition venue been changed to a large studio that can accommodate 1,000 spectators, but also the choreography and band harmony are more generous.
Ding Meng was stunned when she learned that there would be a small symphony orchestra to accompany her. It wasn't until she found out that there was a professional dance troupe for the contestants who needed to dance, and she calmed down a bit.
The song "White Bird" was re-arranged and turned into a symphony, and the Children's Choir was in charge of the harmony. After Ding Meng's rehearsal, the whole person felt light.
She now understands why so many people want to be a star, and it feels so addicting.
The format has also undergone major changes this time around. Twenty contestants will be divided into four groups. After each group of contestants has finished singing, the jury will choose one to advance directly. The remaining four contestants will be voted by the audience, and the one with the highest number of votes will advance.
The draw was still held the day before the official match. Ding Meng hoped that she could still maintain her good luck, but the result brought tears to her eyes.
She and Tang Shiran were drawn in the same group.
Qiao Yichen looked at Ding Meng, who had been listless since he came back, and asked calmly, "I heard that you got Tang Shiran's group?"
Ding Meng, who was dragging her chin sadly, raised her eyes and glanced at him: "You know that too? Do you think I'm going to stop in the top 20..."
Qiao Yichen said: "Don't you want to choose a popular player?"
Ding Meng, who dragged her chin sadly, continued to look up at him: "Do you think I will be the most popular one?"
It's not that she underestimates herself, but that she has never been the kind of popular character since she was a child.
"Well..." Qiao Yichen fell into deep thought, "You are much more beautiful now than before. You have to believe that most people are mortals who look at their faces."
"…Thank you for the comfort."
Qiao Yichen looked at her, got up and walked into the bedroom. After a while, he came out with a boxy gift box in his hand.
"This is for you."
His voice fell from the top of his head, Ding Meng looked up at him and took the box in his hand: "What is it?"
Qiao Yichen didn't answer, walked to his seat, Ding Meng opened the box, and was immediately flashed: "Oh my God, skirt! You actually gave me a skirt!"
Qiao Yichen took a breath and a smile appeared on his face: "Don't get excited, dog, this is your costume for tomorrow."
Hi Dog: "… "
"I'll go in and try it!" Ding Meng picked up the dress and ran into the room to try it on. After about five minutes, she walked out of the room awkwardly, "How is it?"
Qiao Yichen looked at her, the milky white skirt fit her body very well, the smooth design also outlined the lines of her body more beautifully, the silver thread embellished on the skirt shimmered slightly under the light, like a Sprinkled with stars.
"Put your hair down," he said.
"Oh." Ding Meng put down her hair obediently, pushed it to her chest, and smoothed it with her hands.
Qiao Yichen nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's the same as I imagined."
Ding Meng was a little uncomfortable wearing the dress she was wearing: "Is this expensive?"
"Yes, so you must not break it."
"Oh." Ding Meng nodded seriously.
Qiao Yichen smiled.
"However, I don't seem to have any shoes that can match this skirt." She was going to take out her little dress that was pressed against the bottom of the box for tomorrow's game, but compared with this dress, the little dress suddenly couldn't go on the stage.
"I have the shoes ready, too." Qiao Yichen pointed to a shoe box that had been placed beside his feet at some point, "Try it."
Ding Meng opened her eyes in surprise, walked over and opened the box. Inside was a pair of silver low-heeled sandals. From the workmanship, she knew that a lot of grandpa Mao had been sacrificed.
The shoes were a size 38, the size she usually wears. Ding Meng raised her eyes and glanced at Qiao Yichen. He even knew his shoe size
Putting on the sandals carefully, Ding Meng took two steps, turned around and said to Qiao Yichen, "I'm sorry, I want you to help me prepare clothes for the competition."
Qiao Yichen smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's right to spend money for my wife."
Ding Meng: "..."
The word "wife" was too lethal to her, and she fled back to her room in shame.
Qiao Yichen stood in the corridor, smiling and bending over.
After finding that Ding Meng had absolutely no resistance to the title of wife, Qiao Yichen was like a child who found a new toy and became addicted to it: "Wife, come out when you're shy, and go to the second floor for special training."
Ding Meng: "..."
She changed back to her clothes and went for special training with Qiao Yichen. After the two-hour special training, Ding Meng smiled sweetly to Qiao Yichen and said, "Thank you husband."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
Seeing his expression instantly struck by lightning, Ding Meng left with satisfaction.
Qiao Yichen, who stayed where he was, gradually turned pink in his ears. He exhaled, turned off the light and walked downstairs.
After that, Ding Meng secretly discovered that Qiao Yichen had never called his wife again, and it seemed that his plan to disgust him had been a complete success.
Carrying the skirt and sandals that Qiao Yichen gave her, she went to the training camp early. The game will start in the afternoon. Today, only the first two groups will be played. Ding Meng's group is the second group.
Although it is still early, the preparation room is already in full swing. This time the program team hired a professional makeup artist for them, and the contestants were actively preparing for the battle.
Ding Meng put on her skirt and did makeup and hair, her whole body brightened. Many players in the preparation room looked at her, and the gossip girl who had a little relationship with her couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow, Sai Dingmeng, your outfit today is incredible."
The teacher who did her makeup and hair also said, "She looks very beautiful."
It was the first time that Ding Meng was praised under the attention of so many people. She smiled a little embarrassedly: "Thank you."
Tang Shiran also looked at her and said to her with a smile, "Yes, you can go directly to the beauty pageant."
Ding Meng frowned, but didn't answer her. The competition is about to come, and she doesn't want to affect her mood to sing later.
At noon, everyone had a symbolic meal and followed the staff to the backstage. Ding Meng secretly glanced outside, the audience seat of 1,000 people was full.
The author has something to say:
The song "White Bird" was made up by me, er, there will be many songs I made up after this article [laugh cry]