After the birth of the top four players, today's competition also came to a successful conclusion. Tomorrow, the remaining two groups will be played.
Ding Meng followed the crowd back to the backstage and happened to meet the director of the program. The director greeted her with a smile: "Congratulations on entering the quarterfinals, does it feel good to be the lead singer?"
Ding Meng was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to say thank you, "What?"
The director joked: "Don't you have a children's choir? We all joke that you are the lead singer of the chorus."
A strange emotion suddenly stirred in her heart. Ding Meng asked the director, as if asking for proof, "Director Zeng, who came up with the idea for the choir?"
The director said, "The arrangement of your song says that you need children's chorus, so the program team went to find a choir, what's wrong?"
Ding Meng's eyes moved, and she was a little puzzled by the inexplicable loss in her heart. She smiled at the director and said, "It's nothing, thank you director."
"Well, keep working hard next time." The director gave her a cheering gesture and walked away. Ding Meng went back to the locker room to change into her previous clothes, and carefully put the skirt and shoes into the box.
Because she arrived home before Qiao Yichen, she took the initiative to take the responsibility of cooking dinner. When Qiao Yichen came back, she had already put dinner on the table.
Qiao Yichen studied the dishes on the array table and said to Ding Meng, "It seems that you are in a good mood today."
Ding Meng said: "I really didn't expect that I would be the most popular player."
Qiao Yichen chuckled and said, "Do you think the mortals who look at their faces are kind and cute now?"
Ding Meng laughed hahaha: "By the way, the clothes and shoes are all intact, I will return the dress to you after I wash it."
Qiao Yichen looked at her and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Are you stupid? Who wants what you wear?"
"Uh, but such a valuable thing..." She was very uneasy about receiving it. "Well, this is what you sponsored me. When I make money in the future, I will double it back to you."
Qiao Yichen looked at her for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "No need to double, I can accept the meat compensation."
Ding Meng; "… "
It looks like a wolf-proof device in the bedroom could come in handy.
"It was said that it was for you, so you can keep it at ease." Qiao Yichen picked up the chopsticks on the table and urged, "Eat quickly, you will need special training after eating, don't be lazy."
Ding Meng curled her lips slightly: "I know." She took a few mouthfuls of rice, then looked at Qiao Yichen and asked, "You talk about me like that today, and I cook for you, do you think I'm fine? ?"
As if reminded by her, Qiao Yichen looked at her inquisitively: "You didn't put laxatives in your meals, did you?"
Ding Meng snorted: "To be honest, I think you may not find a wife in the future."
Qiao Yichen winked at her: "But my account book says I'm married."
Ding Meng: "..."
She decided to concentrate on eating.
After the meal, Qiao Yichen spontaneously went to wash the dishes before going up to the second floor to start the special training. The first item is still pronunciation practice, but after so long of training, Qiao Yichen's pronunciation for her is getting more and more difficult, and the requirements are getting higher and higher.
Ding Meng looked at the person sitting in front of the piano, thought about it, and said hesitantly, "Well, there's something I want to ask you before I eat, but I'm afraid it will affect my appetite..."
When she said this, Qiao Yichen said calmly, "I voted for Tang Shiran."
Ding Meng: "..."
Well, she really wanted to ask this, and the result was as expected, but she was just not happy. ￣へ￣
"Even if you are eliminated, I can still record songs for you."
Qiao Yichen's voice sounded in the room, as faint as the moonlight falling from the window.
Ding Meng thought he would explain that Tang Shiran was chosen because she sang better, but he didn't expect him to say such a sentence. When she raised her head to look at him, he was still sitting in front of the piano as before, as if he hadn't said anything.
"What are you stunned for? If you continue to advance, you will meet Tang Shiran sooner or later. Don't forget what you said on stage today." Qiao Yichen's tone suddenly became serious, Ding Meng really wanted to think that just now It's his own fantasy.
She pursed her lips and nodded, "I understand, I will practice hard."
"Yeah." Qiao Yichen responded expressionlessly and pressed the keys of his hand.
The next day, Ding Meng didn't have to go to the training camp because of another group of contestants, but she got up early and went upstairs to practice by herself under the obscenity of the producer Qiao Da. At noon, she ended her training a little early and went to the kitchen to carefully prepare a lunch box.
This is what she is going to bring to her instructor. If he hadn't done his best to help her arrange the music, she wouldn't have performed so well yesterday. She felt that Xiao Qi was right, she should thank the instructor.
When he arrived at the training camp, Ding Meng went straight to the instructor's lounge. Taking advantage of the fact that he was the only one inside, Ding Meng quickly handed him the bento: "Teacher, this is the bento I made. Thank you for helping me arrange the music."
The instructor was stunned for a while, and then suddenly said: "Ah, this, that song of yours was actually composed by Qiao Yichen."
Ding Meng was startled, as if she heard her heart thump: "Qiao Yichen?"
"Yeah, he happened to be here that day when I was arranging the music, so he took a look at it for me." After he saw Ding Meng didn't speak for a long time, he pondered for a while, "So this bento, do you want to take it back?"
Ding Meng burst out laughing: "Of course not, thank you teacher for your usual guidance, I will not disturb your rest."
She came out of the lounge and went directly to the studio. The program team arranged a place for the players to watch the game.
Ding Meng found an empty seat and sat down, and couldn't help looking at the judges' seat. Qiao Yichen and the others were already seated, as if feeling her gaze, Qiao Yichen also turned to look at her.
Ding Meng looked at him for a second, then showed a big smile. Qiao Yichen was obviously taken aback for a moment, then turned his head as if nothing had happened.
The process of the competition was exactly the same as yesterday, except that Ding Meng was in a much more relaxed mood than yesterday as an audience member, and from the audience, the stage effect of the program team seemed even better.
The girl Tang Shiran mentioned to her was suspected of being the producer's niece, and she was also in today's group. Ding Meng remembered that her name was Mu Shuang.
When Mu Shuang sang, Ding Meng watched it carefully. She followed the creative route. She wrote all the songs she sang. She held an electric guitar and sat on the stage to play and sing.
This form of performance is very simple in terms of stage effects. The special effects that the program team can add to her are also very limited, but her singing voice is really very special, and it is a rare bass among girls. to be remembered.
The result of that group of games was that Mu Shuang directly advanced to the quarter-finals and joined the big family of the strength group.
After watching the second group of games, Ding Meng left the studio ahead of schedule without waiting for the results. When she got home, she washed her hands and started making dinner.
There is fresh sirloin steak in the refrigerator, Ding Meng took out the ingredients she needed and decided to make a big meal.
But before making the big meal, she did not forget to send a text message to Qiao Yichen: "Goudan, are you going home for dinner today?"
After a while, she received a reply from Qiao Yichen: "Of course, there will be special training at night."
Ding Meng rolled his eyes at the phone screen, he really loves special training.
But since he was coming back, Ding Meng was relieved to cook her own meal.
When Qiao Yichen came back, Ding Meng had just loaded the plate. On the plate, there is a steak that is just fried, and there are fried eggs and pasta on the side, with broccoli, onions and tomatoes garnished, and the appearance can be said to be very good. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Ding Meng and said, "What festival is today?"
Ding Meng thought for a while and said, "Celebrate my entry into the quarterfinals, okay?"
Qiao Yichen nodded, and Ding Meng said again: "The steak has black pepper and tomato sauce, which one do you want?"
"Black pepper."
Ding Meng brought the black pepper to him, and ran to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of vegetable salad.
Qiao Yichen scrutinized for a while, then stood up from the chair: "Wait." He got up and left after speaking. After a while, he came back with a bottle of red wine, "How can you eat steak without red wine."
He took two tall glasses and put them on the table, filled both glasses with a third of the red wine, and handed a glass to Ding Meng.
Ding Meng looked at the red wine and pondered, Qiao Yichen raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why, are you afraid of losing your temper after drinking..."
"Heh, you don't even know how good my drinking is." Ding Meng took the glass and clinked with him, "Thank you for helping me arrange the music."
Qiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, then raised the glass to his lips and took a sip: "Oh, that, I just got it right."
With a smile in her eyes, Ding Meng touched a glass with him again: "Thank you for helping me invite the choir, it's really cool to be the lead singer!"
Qiao Yichen took another sip of wine: "You think too much, you just need to use the choir."
"Oh-"
In Ding Meng's deliberately prolonged tone, Qiao Yichen coughed dryly and took the initiative to touch her cup: "Congratulations on entering the quarterfinals."
"Thank you!" Ding Meng drank all the red wine in the glass.
Then, after only half of the steak was eaten, Ding Meng, who had eaten three glasses of wine, had a drunken blush on her face. Qiao Yichen sat across from her and looked at her, biting off a small piece of steak on the fork: "Is this what you mean by drinking well?"
"Hmph, you think I'm drunk? Ignorant mortal!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
After Ding Meng drank the fourth glass of wine, she could no longer cut the steak neatly. Qiao Yichen sighed, wiped his mouth with a tissue, walked to her side and picked her up.
Ding Meng began to struggle violently: "Bold madman, what do you want to do to Ben Gong?!"
Qiao Yichen twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Hi Goddess, it's time to go to bed."
"Go to bed?" Ding Meng studied these two words, and suddenly raised her head and smiled at Qiao Yichen, "Dog Daner, you said, you are so good to me, have you been secretly in love with me for a long time?"
Qiao Yichen said, "Do you know how much you weighed in junior high school?"
"Humph!" Ding Meng scoffed at the question, "Although I'm fat, I'm cute!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
Really... very confident.
He carried Ding Meng back to her room, put it gently on the bed, and pulled the quilt beside her to cover her. Ding Meng closed her eyes next to the bed and didn't want to open them, Qiao Yichen smiled and stroked her hair.
Let her be lazy today.