"Mr. Ji, wake up."
Ji Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the manager from the rearview mirror.
"Arrived."
"Oh, okay." He rubbed his eyes, pushed the door and got out of the car, "Thank you."
Like 1, "The Sound of Music 2" is a closed variety show. Ji Sheng lugged his luggage and checked into the dormitory after a long absence, and started his training schedule at night.
Pop songs, self-composed songs, solo songs, after several times, the members practiced profusely.
Lu Haoren glanced at the time, clapped his hands and said, "Take a rest for five minutes."
Ji Sheng got up, rubbed his sore buttocks, and shrank into the corner.
As soon as he retracted his front foot into the corner of the wall, Huang Sizhe followed him with his back foot, standing half body away from him.
Ji Sheng glanced at him and picked up the kettle.
The two leaned awkwardly against the same wall.
"It's been fine recently." Huang Sizhe was the first to break the silence, he turned his head to the side, "Then...he didn't bully you, did he?"
Ji Sheng put down the kettle, thinking of the force Xie Xuanming pinched on his chin, and the fingerprints that hadn't disappeared a few days after letting go.
Bullied.
After a suspicious pause, he said, "No."
He should be thankful that Huang Sizhe is not the type who can understand the tone.
"After this show, Nirvana will become popular." Huang Sizhe lowered his head and kicked the ground twice, "There will be money, fame, endorsements, etc., and you don't have to... keep wronging yourself to stay by that bastard's side."
The words are as tragic as the redemption of a brothel girl,
Ji Sheng was dumbfounded, and couldn't help defending Xie Xuanming: "Actually, Senior Xie, he is not such a jerk."
"You don't need to speak for him." Huang Sizhe gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I understand that when we become popular, we don't have to look at anyone anymore."
What do you unserstand…
Ji Sheng was ashamed, why is this kid so black and white, he likes to think in extremes.
He wanted to say a few more words for Xie Xuanming, but Huang Sizhe's expression was too unhappy, Ji Sheng could only swallow his words in the end, and comforted him against his will: "Actually, it's not that bad, at least we won't have to see him for a few months after participating in the show." Isn't it?"
"..." Huang Sizhe's expression softened, "Yes."
Lu Haoren got up and called for assembly, Ji Sheng propped himself up from the wall, and smiled at Huang Sizhe: "Let's practice."
The training camp lasted for two months. Since the mobile phones were confiscated by the program group, the members of Nirvana did not know the situation of the public opinion on the Internet. They go back and forth between the dormitory and the practice room every day, and occasionally see one or two buses appearing at the door to send the eliminated bands away.
Lu Haoren was worried for a while, worried that Nirvana would be sent back to his hometown before the show even started. Ji Sheng tried to comfort him to no avail, so he simply moved out of Xie Xuanming, saying that this was the resource he gave, which made Lu Haoren peace of mind.
"It's hard for you." Lu Haoren said sincerely with a sigh of relief and guilt at the same time.
"...Unfortunately." Ji Sheng's head was full of black lines, unwilling to think about the hidden meaning in his words.
See no evil, see no evil.
Days passed by, and finally it was the first recording session.
The recording invited the audience. On the way to the recording site, the audience and fans gathered on both sides of the road, shouting support for their favorite musicians.
Nirvana got out of the car, and her screams suddenly increased by two levels.
The Nirvana members who are used to it have never seen this scene before. The keyboard shrank behind the guitarist, grabbed his shoulder, and said in surprise: "These are all our fans?"
"Maybe?" Guitar was also shocked.
"Where did we get so many fans, did the company buy fans?"
"... Does our company have this spare money? Our company can't even afford food!"
"… Too."
"Maybe it's the fans I accumulated from running commercial performances before." Lu Haoren said uncertainly
"It may also be a fan of Reuters and the publicity photo circle." Ji Sheng added, "KUZI's publicity is still good."
"You became a fan just by looking at the photos????" The keyboard smacked his tongue, "Then he must be a fan of Xiao Hui Sizhe, he looks like a star, especially Xiao Hui, who can't be compared with ordinary stars, he is so good-looking gone."
"Can you talk with your brain, Zhou Wuyou." Huang Sizhe scolded with a dark face, "Are you responsible for scolding Ji Hui when this remark is broadcast?"
"Okay ok, my fault my fault..."
Nirvana was making noise, Ji Sheng turned his head to look outside the railing, found the familiar station sister in the crowd, and smiled at her.
Sister Zhan smiled and waved at him, and pressed the shutter.
In the preview, the boy smiled softly and sunny, and sister Zhan put away the camera with satisfaction.
If this picture is sent out, another group of people will like him.
The contestants entered the backstage, and the audience also entered the arena. The two mentors took their seats, leaving a middle seat.
Ji Sheng took a quick glance from the TV in the background,
There are only two mentors listed on the information, are there any mysterious guests
"Nirvana! Get ready to play!"
Ji Sheng retracted his gaze and followed the players to the waiting area.
Stepping into the corridor, the host's words came from the front.
"... welcome to our mysterious mentor!" He shouted loudly, "Welcome with applause!"
Nirvana stood still at the beginning of the stage, the keyboard lifted a corner of the curtain curiously, and Ji Sheng took advantage of the gap to look outside.
The lights turned and gathered at the opposite end of the stage, the spying Nirvana members squinted their eyes and looked at the figure that appeared in the strong light.
In the background, all the contestants also noticed the mysterious mentor and looked at the screen one after another.
"It's a man." Contestant A confirmed it when he looked at the tall figure.
"He's a handsome guy!" Contestant B confirmed by scanning his narrow waist, shoulders, broad legs and long legs.
Ji Sheng was holding the keyboard player with one hand, and twirling the drumstick with the other.
This hairstyle, this figure, this silhouette.
What, it looks like...
Ji Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
The lights flicked too.
The lamppost spread out in all directions, and the mysterious teacher walked out slowly from the light, revealing a cool and handsome face.
Xie Xuanming.
The shocking cheers from the players in the backstage spread to the frontcourt, but were covered by the screams of the audience. The Best Actor of the Conferred Gods appeared on a variety show, whether he was a fan or not, everyone was excited for a while.
In the deafening sound.
Ji Sheng, male, has been a drummer for 17 years.
With a shaking of the hand, the drumstick flew out from the fingertips for an unprecedented time, and the bone rolled away.
The members of Nirvana looked at each other, and sighed heartlessly: "Is this the love saint?"
"Love you, uncle!" Huang Sizhe's face turned black: "How do you retire?"
Everyone is silent.
"Those who can't pay the liquidated damages." Ji Sheng coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "Get ready to play."
After a moment of silence, Na Na said, "Does anyone know where my drumsticks went?"
At the recording site, the cheers gradually stopped, and the host announced the first group of performances.
Focusing their eyes on the stage, sharp-eyed people saw a thin stick-like thing placed abruptly and safely on the stage in front of the curtain. Before they squinted to see what it was, a white and slender hand suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the curtain. , and flashed back with the thin stick as soon as he saw it.
Then, the curtain opened, and Ji Sheng, as the drummer, took the lead on the stage calmly.
The applause and screams broke out again.
But not many people saw the suspicious blush on the tip of the drummer's ear, and the slightly raised lip corners of the actor on the mentor's seat.
Nirvana's performance was excellent, and it could even be described as explosive. After the performance, the applause continued for a long time.
The members stood up and stood in a row, waiting for the instructor to comment.
Zhang Sheng, a veteran mentor who often cooperates with KUZI, said: "I think it's pretty good, what do you two think?"
"I think it's pretty good too." Another instructor nodded
"Not bad." Xie Xuanming said flatly.
Zhang Sheng glanced at the script and continued to ask:
"The style of this band is quite interesting, especially the drummer, who has formed his own typhoon. It is really powerful... But I am a little curious, Xie Yingdi, what do you think, this drummer, He Lesheng is the leader of the first season. Who is better than the drummer?"
The studio was suddenly silent.
There are many drummers in the first season of "The Sound of Music", but I asked this in front of Xie Xuanming.
Everyone knows who he is referring to.
Pull out the deceased to make a fuss.
The audience who often follow the draft has already scolded.
KUZI, as expected of you, you can't be changed.
On stage, the members of Nirvana looked ugly. Even Huang Sizhe, who was usually unhappy with Xie Xuanming, frowned, thinking that this judge is really not a thing.
Zhang Sheng's words aroused public outrage, but Xie Xuanming just looked at him flatly, his eyes as cold as ever: "I'm not a drummer, I don't understand and I can't judge which one is better, you might as well ask Ji Sheng directly."
He neglected to mention Ji Sheng's name, causing an uproar at the scene.
Xie Xuanming ignored it and continued to speak in a flat voice:
"Mr. Zhang, you are so curious, he might tell you in a dream tonight."
"Haha, I won't." Zhang Sheng was stared at by those cold eyes, a little guilty, but he still insisted on pushing down, "Thank you for the friendship between the film king and him, that one should also be in your dream if you want to."
His words were presumptuous, and he didn't give Xie Xuanming a chance to reply decently at all.
Xie Xuanming didn't intend to reply decently either.
He smiled suddenly, and said in a sense of loss and meaninglessness: "I would like to, but he won't come."
KUZI originally wanted to use the old rumors of Xie Xuanming and Ji Sheng to stir up heat, but Xie Xuanming said it so openly and generously, he was at a loss and became a program group instead.
The director gestured to Zhang Sheng, and Zhang Sheng made a haha to round up the topic.
After being mentioned on the stage, Ji Sheng stood there numb for a long time. In these few minutes, he understood the exact definition of "whip corpse". In the following interviews, he was completely out of his wits, and the instructor didn't say anything. Soulless hmm, fooling around.
After stepping off the stage for a while, Ji Sheng slumped on the chair, thinking about what Xie Xuanming's words meant.
I have never seen him speak like this before, and I don’t need to say that on KUZI’s show to express my thoughts.
Isn't this rushing to urge the program crew to eat human blood steamed buns
"Ji Hui!"
He was struggling when he was suddenly stopped by the staff.
"come here."
Ji Sheng got up, left the room and followed the staff to the corridor, and when he looked up, he saw Xie Xuanming waiting in the corner.
Ji Sheng panicked, feeling like a stray lamb suddenly seeing a wolf that had been hungry for three days.
Although he didn't know what he was panicking about, a sheep that was left alone would never escape the wolf's mouth.
The staff slipped away knowingly, leaving Jisheng alone and the two idiots in place.
"The first stage performance was good." Xie Xuanming spoke first.
"Thank you." Ji Sheng said dryly.
"If you need anything in the show, you can find me." Xie Xuanming said, "Just ask the staff to take you to the instructor's rest room."
Ji Sheng was suspiciously silent for a while, and asked in confusion, "Is this a hidden rule on the surface?"
Xie Xuanming was choked by what he said, and looked over with a frown, his eyes moved down his cheeks, and finally settled on the slightly open, thin lips...
The idea of no unspoken rules also gave some ideas.
Ji Sheng noticed his gaze and stepped back half a step vigilantly.
Xie Xuanming withdrew his gaze, turned his face away deliberately, and said coldly: "Don't think about those nonsense, I have someone I like, and I have no idea about you."
Ji Sheng: …
Ji Sheng: …
Ji Sheng was even more frightened.
After all, Xie Xuanming is talking about people who have no idea and people he likes.
It's actually the same person.
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This section of the modern line is our Xiaoji jumping repeatedly on the verge of falling off the horse.