Yang Zi was a young man in his mid-twenties, and when Qin Fan stared at him with a pair of pitch-black eyes, cold sweat broke out. The body stood up straight in an instant, and gave Qin Fan a military salute, "Report to the chief, I was the one who made the call. Because of the chief's situation at the time, I had to ask for help. I thought that the number 1 button was the general's number, who knew... "
Qin Fan was expressionless, but the more expressionless he was, the scarier he was, "What did you tell him?"
Yang Zi: "General, I'm having another headache!"
Qin Fan: "...you have done a great job this time, and I will teach you martial arts for three days when I go back."
Yangzi looked like the sky was falling, "Chief! I really don't need to bother you personally..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Qin Fan shouted.
Yangzi suddenly looked like a wilted eggplant.
Qin Fan stared at his mobile phone and lost his mind.
Originally, he didn't want the children to know about his illness. Who knows, how long did it take to be exposed? Not only was it exposed, but the child acted as if he knew about it a long time ago, as well as his effect on himself.
Qin Fan, who had calmed down at this time, remembered what happened half a month ago. He learned from Guo Chengxiong that the child was murdered and then taken away by Dou Wenqing. At that time, he only had time to call the current head of the Dou family. There was an unexpected situation, and he couldn't tolerate a little distraction. In order to complete the task earlier, and because of the inexplicable mood of going back to see the child earlier, he did not have a good rest for half a month. The highly concentrated workload made him fall into a state of madness.
This time, the state is not to the point where there is no distinction between the enemy and the friend. He clearly remembers that the task has been completed perfectly. If it were not like this, the group of people under him would not use his mobile phone to make a call at this time.
"Leave the aftermath to Zhang Chuan, go back." Qin Fan looked at the private message from Vbo half a month ago and the display of the missed call displayed on the phone, and his heart felt as if he was being scratched to see the child.
Others, of course, have no objection.
This battle was mainly due to Qin Fan taking the lead and leading the audience, but they also worked hard, especially to keep up with the highly concentrated Qin Fan, which exhausted their mental and physical strength.
"I'm going to apply for a vacation after I go back. I haven't seen my girlfriend for a long time. If someone poachs me, I'm finished!"
"Hahaha! With someone like you, it's not surprising to be poached!"
"Hey, Yangzi, don't even think about taking a vacation. Didn't you hear that the chief said he would personally reward you?"
"Ahh! You bastards with inhumanity!"
Qin Fan watched a group of rough guys fighting with a blank face, and the only thought that emerged from the bottom of his heart was: go back and fix them one by one.
How can there be any idea of not doing it at all.
Sure enough, children are different.
Qin Fan's thoughts turned, and Emperor Gao Leng's face did not reveal his inner thoughts at all.
The reason why Sihuang hung up Qin Fan's phone here was because he felt that since the other party was sober, there was no need to continue talking. Secondly, there was a new call from the mobile phone, it was from Grandma Yu.
"Grandma." Si Huang answered the phone.
"Little Phoenix, come to the school's No. 101 recording studio, grandma is waiting for you here." Grandma Yu's cheerful voice sounded.
Just from the sound quality of the phone, Si Huang could feel her happiness, "Okay, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Sihuang said to Yuxi: "Go to Huaxing."
Feather stood up sharply.
In ten minutes, Sihuang and Yuxi arrived.
As the final exam approached, the shooting of "Red Moon" also temporarily slowed down, allowing the students of Huaxing Art School to concentrate on preparing for the exam. Today was supposed to be the holiday time for the filming crew of "Red Moon", but the arrival of Sihuang still attracted the attention of the students of Huaxing Art School. When the professor in the class found that the number of students in his class was seriously reduced, he immediately thought of the reason—now there is only one person who can make Huaxing Art School students collectively absent.
Studio 101.
After Si Huang knocked on the door a few times, the door opened from the inside.
"Come, come." It was Grandma Yu who opened the door, and when she saw Si Huang, she held her hand excitedly, "It took half a month, but I finally didn't lose face in front of you guys, look."
She handed Si Huang the sheet music on the table.
After Si Huang politely greeted the vice principal and Mr. Tie in the recording studio, he carefully read the score given by Grandma Yu.
I was fascinated by this look, brought the rhythm and rhythm into my mind, and got familiar with the simulation bit by bit.
Five or six minutes later, Sihuang came back to his senses, seeing Grandma Yu and the others waiting for him quietly, "I'm sorry, I..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Grandma Yu knew what she wanted to say, waved her hand directly, and said with a smile, "How do you feel? Do you feel anything?"
"Very good, really." Si Huang raised his head, and when he said this, his eyes were bright and serious.
Both Tie Lao and the vice-principal smiled.
Of course they are full of confidence in the work they have made together, but Sihuang's attitude still won their favor.
"Let me just say, even if you have retired for a few years, you are still young." Grandma Yu smiled and asked Si Huang: "But this song is not easy, does Xiao Fenghuang think there is any problem?"
Si Huang smiled, "Whether there is a problem or not, it's up to grandma and you to decide."
Grandma Yu pointed to the inside of the recording studio, "Try singing a cappella. Don't be nervous for the first time. I didn't ask you how good you are. Grandma just wants to see how high your voice can be. According to grandma's experience, Little Phoenix's The sound is absolutely adaptable to high and low.”
Si Huang nodded, and walked into the other side of the glass partition.
After a few minutes of serious observation, she had already memorized the lyrics and melody, but she still put the score on the shelf in front of the condenser microphone.
Outside the glass window, Grandma Yu made a gesture, indicating that it was time to start.
Si Huang took a breath, then looked at the music score, and spoke to the condenser microphone.
A low hoarse hum, instantly stimulated the physiological reactions of Grandma Yu and the others outside, and goose bumps appeared.
Grandma Yu's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of love and appreciation, and the vice principal's face suddenly became serious.
A person's voice is good, but singing may not be good. Grandma Yu believed that Sihuang could sing because of her rich experience, but Sihuang's real performance still exceeded her expectations.
This is a song that condenses the essence of several old people. The part of the lyrics is not too much. From the prelude to the climax, the extremely difficult dolphin sound, the beautiful melody reveals ghosts and ghosts, but the lyrics are fresh and full of vitality, contradictory The combination, difficult singing skills, and rich and varied emotions make this song a classic, but it also proves its difficulty.
Originally, Grandma Yu was 70% sure that Sihuang could sing this song well, but she never thought that she could achieve this effect on the first try.
The humming of the prelude is low and hoarse, and the charm of the voice alone is enough to fascinate people. Entering the lyrics part, you can accurately grasp the changing melody, one pause, one fast and one slow, one high and one low, it always comes so casually and strangely, it is full of exotic style, as if you are in the Among the goblins and ghosts, there is a glimmer of life in the haze, like madness and coldness.
"Ah—" When the dolphin sound was heard in the middle, Sihuang opened his mouth and shouted.
The vice-principal's heart trembled, and he accidentally bumped into something with his arm, but he didn't pay attention, but stared at Sihuang with wide eyes.
How could this not-so-strong body have such a powerful lung capacity and explosive voice!
When it is high, it is like the roaring deep sea, which is heart-stirring and soul-stirring. When it is low, it is like the clear throat of a sea monster, fluttering and seductive, willing to sink into the night sea.
Songs have a power of expression that touches people's hearts more than words, and it has always been like this from ancient times to the present. Because of this, songs have never left people's lives. It’s just that there are too many modern songs. More and more singers or composers no longer pursue quality, but only care about the mass production of profits. Many times you hear a song that is similar in nature to another song, and it is difficult to give people Make a deep impression.
The reason for this may be due to the composer's carelessness, but the most important point lies in the singer.
Once a song with simple and simple lyrics is sung seriously by a singer with superb singing skills and integrated with his own emotions, it will also give people a different feeling.
Grandma Yu asked Si Huang to try it at first, but she just wanted her to try the rhythm and resonance of this song "Crying of the Red Moon".
Who knew this would be the case now!
The three old men and Yuene in the recording studio lost their speech, and their minds and five senses were captured by a person separated by a piece of glass.
She had already closed her eyes and didn't need to continue looking at the music score, as if the lyrics and melody were already familiar to her heart.
Sadness, madness, tolerance, tenderness... the perfect transformation and emotional integration, all conveyed from the sensual singing to infect all listeners.
Few people in the recording studio didn't know that Huaxing Art School's courses were once again paralyzed at this time.
After the first sound from the radio, both the professor and the students silently stopped all work and speech.
There is no background music, only the voice of one person singing a cappella drilled into everyone's ears through the radio.
The sound is clear when soaring, hoarse when falling, ghostly when changing, magnetic when humming, and gentle when singing... A song, what everyone listens to is no longer the lyrics, but a feast of emotion.
From her singing, the rhythm and melody, I can feel her emotions, when she is happy, sad, lost, and letting go... Some emotional girls laugh and cry unconsciously, until the end of the song, Huaxing Art School How many young people in the movie have burst into tears unknowingly, and then heard Si Huang's still a little hoarse voice on the radio, "How is it?"
"Ah! It's His Majesty! It's His Majesty who sang!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"Your Majesty! Good! Very good! Really great! I love you!"
Even though they knew that Si Huang on the radio couldn't hear his words, a group of people couldn't help shouting excitedly, wanting to convey their thoughts.
People in the recording studio don't know about the oolong yet.
Grandma Yu looked at Sihuang with complex eyes, and there were water lights flickering in the music. Artists are always more emotional than ordinary people, and they are more likely to be drawn into certain emotions.
"Little Phoenix."
"Ok?"
"Do you like the profession of actor and film star very much?"
"Well, I like it very much."
She didn't have an excited expression on how she loves this job, and there is a smile in her gentle voice, so that even if the students in Huaxing Art School can't see her expression, they can feel her love for it.
Grandma Yu's complexion became more complicated, and there was a struggle in her eyes, "Your talent in singing is no worse than acting. It can even be said to be better than acting. Acting skills can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, but a person's voice and The voice is a gift, and you have a talent that would make everyone in the singing world jealous."
"Do you understand what grandma said?"
At this moment, the Huaxing Art School students who heard Grandma Yu's words were also silent.
They had just finished listening to Si Huang's singing, and they fully agreed with what Grandma Yu said, and understood what Grandma Yu said.
A person's energy is limited. It is not that there are no stars in the showbiz, but it is rare to become a superstar.
They all know Sihuang's talent in acting, and now they find that her talent in singing is so strong that people can't even be jealous. No matter which one they give up and choose the other, even they themselves feel extremely pity However, if Si Huangdu were to go both ways, it would probably ruin her stardom and her personality.
Three living stars can't go far, not only because they are miscellaneous but not good, but also because they want to go far because they are too tired and under too much pressure, which can easily overwhelm a person and make him crazy.
Originally, Grandma Yu didn't want to say such things to make Sihuang entangled, but as a musician, she couldn't hold it back. She was too reluctant to part with this unique and beautiful singing voice. It's okay if she didn't find out. Can't do it anyway.
Everyone is waiting for Si Huang's answer.
Si Huang behind the glass window was indeed silent for a few seconds when she heard the words. Grandma Yu and the others thought she was struggling with thinking, but no one knew that she was just thinking about certain things and certain people.
"I've always wanted to enter the singing world." Si Huang came back to her senses, and looked up at Grandma Yu's complicated eyes.
Noticing the expressions of the people behind the glass window who were even more tangled than herself, she laughed, "I like acting, I like singing, I like being loved by fans, and I like being followed by people on the stage."
Grandma Yu and the others were all stunned.
They didn't expect Sihuang to say that, and said these directly and frankly.
"I love it all, so I'm going to do it, no matter how much effort it takes."
Grandma Yu stared wide-eyed, "You mean to be a star in three habitats?"
Si Huang shook his head.
Grandma Yu and the others showed puzzled expressions.
Si Huang: "International superstar."
Grandma Yu and the others were stunned again.
It's not that they never thought that Sihuang would become an international superstar, but they didn't expect that she would say it with such a calm smile.
The young man on the other side of the glass is smiling, his flawless face looks a bit immature, and his bright eyes do not hide his inner ambition. This ambition is not crazy paranoid, but full of enthusiasm and hope, as if this For her, the goal is not a delusion to pursue, but a bright road that she will walk on sooner or later.
"Are you really thinking about it?" Grandma Yu looked into her eyes, and the original persuasion and hesitation subconsciously disappeared, "Now you not only have to act but also go to school. It's not easy to keep up with Jinghua University's courses."
Si Huang said humorously: "Grandma, I am still very young."
Grandma Yu was startled, and then laughed happily, "That's right! Little Phoenix is still very young and has a long way to go! Young people should be aggressive and have goals! I believe in Little Phoenix!"
After a moment of silence on the campus of Huaxing Art School, countless girls shouted: "We also believe in Your Majesty!" Not only the girls, but even most of the boys have long been conquered by Sihuang. , will no longer look at her with colored eyes and hostility. In their hearts, they have long been convinced of Si Huang. Hearing her words, they may be too arrogant to complain, but they already agree in their hearts that she will succeed.
No one understands Sihuang's strength and personality charm better than them from Huaxing Art School. The past half a month has not been for nothing.
"Grandpa!" Zhang Nianmeng's voice came from outside the recording studio.
Seeing that the old people did not stop them, Yuene went to open the door.
As soon as Zhang Nianmeng came in, he took a few glances at Sihuang behind the glass, greeted Grandma Yu and his wife, and then said, "Grandpa, all the students are absent from class again."
"What's going on?" The vice principal frowned.
Zhang Nianmeng glanced at a button next to his hand, "It's not that you turned on the radio, everyone heard His Majesty singing, how can you go to class with peace of mind."
The vice-principal was stunned, and Grandma Yu and Tie Lao also looked over, and saw that the radio button next to the vice-principal's hand was indeed on.
"This... accident, accident!" The vice principal quickly turned off the radio, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he accidentally bumped into something.
Grandma Yu didn't bother to argue with him.
The vice-principal wrote the lyrics, and the song was composed by Grandma Yu. With the two veterans, no one dared to steal their work even if they heard it.
It's just that what Sihuang said today, I don't know if it will be used by interested people to make a fuss.
Speaking of caring people, there are really two in Huaxing Art School now.
In the green park of Huaxing Art School, Jiang Yajing sat on a bench, as if she hadn't recovered yet.
Standing beside her was Zhou Jian, "He really dares to say that he is an international superstar, but he is just a somewhat vain idol."
Jiang Yajing regained her senses after hearing the words, and murmured softly, "I think he can do it." After speaking, her expression was a little lonely.
She thought she was brave enough, but after hearing Sihuang's singing and words, she realized that her courage was not enough, at least she didn't dare to say that she would become an international superstar. Obviously her inner thoughts are the same as Sihuang's. She longs to be loved by more fans, and to be remembered by more people. For this, she can go forward bravely, but she dare not speak out.
"Yajing, what's wrong with you recently, always standing by Sihuang's side?" Zhou Jian said dissatisfied.
Jiang Yajing raised her head and looked directly at his dissatisfied eyes, "Because I don't think he's wrong, but Brother Zhou, you keep saying bad things about Si Huang. Talking bad things about people behind their backs is the most disrespectful behavior."
Zhou Jian froze. He didn't expect Jiang Yajing to say something like this, "You...you were also deceived by Sihuang! I told you to be careful with him!" He was still trying to distort Jiang Yajing's thoughts.
Jiang Yajing shook her head, "Brother Zhou, I think Sihuang is a gentle person, if you don't take the initiative to provoke him, then Brother Zhou, don't bother Sihuang again, okay?"
Zhou Jian didn't speak, on the surface he seemed to disapprove of Jiang Yajing, but he was already shaken in his heart: If you don't provoke him now, won't he be able to deal with himself? What's more, the president is clearly not optimistic about this eldest son!
His cell phone has already recorded, and he planned to spread Si Huang's words, but under Jiang Yajing's watchful eyes, he didn't move.
In the garage of Huaxing Art School, Zhuang Jin leaned against the body of the white car and threw the exhausted cigarette butts into the trash can not far away.
He took a deep breath and took out his phone from his pants pocket.
In the studio.
Si Huang received a text message reminder.
Seeing that Grandma Yu and the others were chatting happily, she took out her phone to look at it.
(Information) Zhuang Jin: I'm at Huaxing Art School.
Most young people will be shocked when they see the content of this message.
Si Huang's reaction was mediocre, and she even guessed Zhuang Jin's next move.
Sure enough, there was no need for her reply, and the next message came again: The singing is very nice, but it's a pity that you are inconvenient today, so I can't have a good chat with you.
Si Huang still didn't reply to the text message, and her thoughts turned: Maybe Zhuang Jin has already pretended to be affectionate and thinks that I am nervous and entangled
The other party didn't seem to mind her non-reply behavior, and the third text message followed.
(Information) Zhuang Jin: There will be a concert tomorrow at 8:00 pm. I have a ticket. How about going to see it together
Si Huang replied with one word: Good.
After the message was successfully sent, she put the phone back in her pocket.
After more than half a month of shelving, you thought you were hanging me, but you didn't know that I was hanging you too, but you still couldn't help it.
The first person to notice the smile on the corner of Sihuang's mouth was Yuene, his heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "What happened?"
His voice caught the attention of Grandma Yu and the others, and they all looked at Sihuang, curious to see the smile on her face.
Si Huang satisfied their curiosity, "The thing I've always wanted has been delivered to my door."
Zhang Nianmeng: "What is it?"
"The clothes ordered for Ah Miao." Si Huang replied naturally.
[What a meow, I told you it's called Liushun! Everything comes first, first come first, Your Majesty has no problem raising it, but it must be after me, five treasures and six smooth, how smooth!]Five Treasures anger brush presence.
Si Huang calmly comforted: "You can call it that."
The five treasures immediately became balanced: [I knew that your Majesty's favorite is me~ Meh!]
Si Huang smiled lightly.
Zhang Nianmeng also knew about Ah Miao Liushun, the black cat who accompanied her in "Red Moon".
This cat was specially selected by Xu Wanjun at the pet shop. After performing a play with Sihuang, and after a cute show, Sihuang took it home and raised it.
Anyway, in the micro-movie "Red Moon", the appearance rate of the black cat is quite high. It is still used to trigger the plot in the third episode, and it also plays a role in the subsequent episodes. It can be said that it is a line that leads the plot.
After all, according to the personalities of the two protagonists in "Red Moon", they are not the masters who will cause trouble and run around. The black cat seems unimportant but plays a key role. It not only highlights Yue's hidden gentleness, but also can be cute and attractive pink.
The day passed.
City H ushered in the first snow in winter. This snow started to fall in the early morning, and by early morning, there was already a thin layer on the ground.
The residents of City H are no strangers to the snowy scene. Walking on the streets that are not crowded in the early morning, a warm and gorgeous piano music suddenly sounds.
People instinctively looked up at the source of the sound, and saw that the advertisement on the super large screen of a building suddenly changed. The slides suddenly appeared, and a series of figures, even though each one wore different clothes, people could still recognize them as the same person at a glance.
This figure alone attracted countless people to stop and stand under the huge screen, looking up.
The slideshow stopped, and the first person to appear was a tall man in a black and white suit. He walked up to the rose-blossoming stage, sat in front of the elegant piano, and lightly touched the black and white keys with his ten fingers.
His posture is elegant, his side face is perfect, and the smile at the corner of his mouth makes the hearts of young girls keep beating.
His fingers moved, like an elf dancing briskly in the forest of black and white. It turned out that the piano music that first attracted people's hearts came from him.
"What is this? Could it be an advertisement for a concert?" Someone in the crowd raised a question.
"Your Majesty! Even if it's just a side face, I can recognize it at a glance. Your Majesty is so handsome!" a girl screamed.
"Be quiet!" someone yelled.
The screen does not stop at the scene of playing the piano, but uses an interlude to lead people into the story in the piano music.
The most unruly youth of young people, there is a free life of crying and laughing on campus.
The girls made no secret of their love for the fiery confession, and the boys were outspoken in punching and cursing if they were not convinced. They would make trouble for no reason, and they would unite together and forget the past enmity. They will cry when they fail to do something well, and they will laugh unabashedly when they say a word to themselves about a trivial matter, a person they like, or a compliment from a respected person.
This is a feast of youth, the perfect boy is the protagonist, he has a perfect appearance and achievements, sportsmanship, charisma. However, he is not superior. He will fight with male classmates on the basketball court and be provocative; he will lie down on the sofa at home and play pranks on his little girlfriend; Flesh and blood, on the contrary, he feels that his perfection is instantly penetrated into the heart, and condenses the phantom of an ideal lover that exists in every woman's heart.
The last scene returned to the stage, he played the gorgeous piano affectionately, until the moment the piano music ended, his fingers paused, and he turned his head to face the camera.
A smiling handsome face was frozen on the super-large screen, shocking everyone's heart.
"RB, give you a different youth."
On the screen, a line of characters emerged with a gorgeous voice, and then the screen turned into a large two-dimensional picture. The picture in the picture is a two-dimensional photo of Si Huang wearing four different outfits.
From the beginning to the end, RB's deliberate advertising words did not appear in the promotional film. This sentence did not come until the end, but everyone still remembered it.
The reason they remember it is not because RB's commercials are so novel, but because Sihuang in the promotional video is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Until the end, people's hearts are still beating violently without stopping.
When Sihuang in the promotional video comes to mind, RB's promotional slogan, as well as the clothes she wears and every move will naturally come to mind.
"Hey! I want to collect it! I definitely want to collect it. Although it's just a promotional video, it feels like it's on par with a micro movie!"
"RB? Clothes of this brand are not too expensive. I'm going to buy them for the male ticket. I don't want him to be one-tenth as handsome as His Majesty. It's enough for me to think of Your Majesty!"
Girl, if your boyfriend hears what you say, are you sure he will be happy
"I want to buy it too! Even if I don't have a male ticket, I want to buy it just for His Majesty!"
Girl, if you work so hard, are you sure you can find male tickets in the future
"The clothes are not bad, buy them, buy them, buy them for my son! Let him learn more from Xiao Sihuang!"
Auntie, if your son knows what you think, are you sure he will be happy
"Ahh! I want all your majesty's home sets, as well as those for playing ball, going to school, and playing the piano! By the way! What kind of coffee does your majesty drink? Hey! It looks delicious, it looks like coffee Ladies and gentlemen, warm the oil!"
Hello local tyrants, goodbye local tyrants!
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(*^__^*) Let me ask for a ticket! Recently, I suffered from insomnia again, and my mental state is not good. I feel that I can’t even sell cute QAQ. It’s better for His Majesty and the general public to sell it.