10 Zhong Yue
A week later, Li Nian invited Shi'an and Bai Yang to play in the recording studio.
Li Nian didn't say it was a demo recording, nor did he say it was an audition, because he called Bai Yang before, "Like singing?"
Bai Yang: "Yes."
Li Nian: "Do you have any works?"
Bai Yang: "Station B has my video."
Li Nian: "... I mean, can you write songs?"
Bai Yang: "No."
Li Nian: "Where are the words?"
Bai Yang: "No. I can play the guitar."
Li Nian: "...it's pretty good."
Bai Yang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, after all, with Jin Shi'an backing him up, he was very strong.
Li Nian watched Bai Yang driving over, and smiled in surprise: "Why did you let him drive?"
"It's convenient," Shi'an felt guilty, "I don't want to drive today."
Bai Yang snickered beside him. In fact, Jin Shian hasn't learned to drive the automatic transmission yet. Bai Yang then took the opportunity to enjoy a luxury car from Shi'an, driving various Lamborghini and Maseratis.
"Is this the young man?" Li Nian looked at Bai Yang and felt his eyes brighten: "He is really handsome, what a young man."
Bai Yang raised his mouth proudly.
Shi'an is also very proud: "I told you that you won't be disappointed after reading it."
Li Nian's praise made Bai Yang swell immediately. After entering the recording studio, Li Nian let Bai Yang play freely, and Bai Yang really played freely, so freely that Li Nian and the tuner grinned when they heard it outside.
Shi'an was terrified by their expressions: "What's wrong?"
Li Nian snorted, didn't speak, and ran out to smoke.
Shi An asked the sound engineer again: "How is the singing?"
Seeing Shi'an's polite appearance, the sound engineer thought he was Li Nian's deputy, so he said honestly, "Average level."
This answer was very sympathetic, Shi An felt a little comforted, and walked to the corridor, where Li Nian was puffing.
"What's the matter? The master raps and sings well."
Li Nian raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled to himself after looking at him for a long time: "You can believe his kind words. Your amnesia hasn't lost your innocence."
Shi'an felt guilty: "Isn't it good?"
"It's just at the level of karaoke. It's no different from what I imagined." Li Jin threw the cigarette at his feet: "Let me just say this, his type is called singing with his face."
Shi'an wondered, "Sing with your face?"
"That is to say, for a person like him, with his singing level, other people want to listen to his singing, and they are all rushing to face him. Just listening to his voice is annoying."
Shi'an heard it harshly, and felt that Li Jin was beating around the bush and praising Bai Yang's beauty. He didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy: "Is it that bad?"
Li Nian squinted at him: "What do you think? Let me tell you, what I'm most afraid of is this kind of 'singer', who is not out of tune, and has a clear voice, but there is no character or emotion at all. Grab a bag, what do I want such a singer for?"
Shi'an said vigilantly, "Didn't you co-operate with this sound engineer to lie to me?"
Li Nian laughed: "I lied to you?"
"I suspect that the buyer is the buyer," Shi'an stretched his legs, "I can't guarantee that you won't lie to me, can I?"
Li Nian laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, then let's change to another one. You can choose the recording studio in Nanjing. Whichever one you say, it will be the one."
Shi'an really chose, the three of them ran to four recording studios in a row, and didn't eat lunch seriously. Running to the last one, Bai Yang had already sung without passion and started to go out of tune.
The sound engineer and Li Nian looked blank outside.
Shi'an couldn't help frowning: "How can this be good?"
Li Nian lit a cigarette for him: "What's the rush? Did I say there's nothing I can do?"
Shi'an sincerely: "Do you have a solution?"
Li Nian played with the lighter lightly: "What's the problem, just sell your face when you sing with your face. Idol singers are good-looking, and it doesn't matter how bad they sing. Anyway, I will leave it to the tuner later."
Although Shi'an didn't know it, he felt serious.
Li Nian looked at the lighter in his hand: "However, his face is also at a disadvantage. It looks good when he is around him, but it doesn't make any splash in the entertainment industry. It doesn't hurt."
This time, Shi'an believed that Li Nian did not lie to him, and patiently said: "Why do you call it not eye-catching?"
"It's too pure, and it looks soft. To put it nicely, it's called Qingchun. To put it bluntly, it's petty. It's very pleasing to the eye, but it can't make a deep impression on people."
Shi An disagreed: "I feel very impressed."
"You can't compare yourself to others." Li Nian smiled knowingly again, "His temperament is transparent and pure white, and he needs to have a coquettish bitch standing beside him to help him out."
Shi An struggles to understand what a "coquettish slut" is.
Li Nian rolled up his sleeves: "In the past, if Qin Nong was around, it would be best to let Qin Nong take him with him. Qin Nong is pretty enough to be able to give Bai Yang an innocent little white rabbit persona."
It was Qin Nong again, and Shi'an got dizzy when he heard this name: "Don't say it's impossible."
Li Nian looked at him amusedly: "What are you afraid of? There are so many coquettish sluts, and Qin Nong is not the only one. Wait for two days, and I promise to bring you this goblin."
The two of them spoke one word at a time, and Bai Yang came out of the shed with a guilty and short-spirited look: "...how is my singing?"
Li Nian and Shi'an looked at each other with a smile, and said in unison: "Very good."
Bai Yang felt that the two of them must have some ulterior secret, so he pursued Shi An to the bottom on the road, but Shi An ignored him and asked him curiously: "What is karaoke? What is a coquettish bitch?"
Bai Yang asked back, "Do you think that Mr. Li looks very familiar?"
Shi'an paid him attention this time: "Where does it look familiar?"
Bai Yang couldn't speak again: "Anyway, I seem to have seen him."
I always feel that something is not right.
In the next month, there was nothing to talk about. Li Nian arranged various trainings for Bai Yang, and all body and voice performances were completed quickly.
"You think I want to spend this money?" Li Nian didn't give him a good face: "If you are from a major, you don't need any of these trainings. The key is you are not."
Bai Yang became discouraged.
Li Nian continued to attack him: "I can't speak, I can't write lines, and I stand hunched over. Even if I want to praise you, I have to do it! I can't take a photo and send it to the director who says we are good-looking! Isn't it? ?”
Bai Yang went to class aggrieved.
Shi'an didn't protect the calf at such a time, but only cared about Bai Yang after class: "Li always cares for you, and his words are too serious. Generally, it's not a poor family who sends the child to the theater troupe."
Bai Yang was amused by him: "I was born in a major but not an opera troupe, okay? He thinks I'm not a graduate of an art university."
Shi'an opened his eyes wide: "Have you ever been to college?"
Bai Yang: "...most people are going to college now."
Shi'an was even more incomprehensible: "College students come out to act and sing, can your parents agree?"
Bai Yang curled his lips: "It's because my dad didn't agree, and I ended up taking the exam for some kind of food engineering. It's not interesting at all."
Poor parents all over the world, Shi'an couldn't say anything, so he sighed and patted Bai Yang's head.
Time passed slowly under Li Nian's blow and teacher's reprimand. At Christmas time, the first thin snow fell in Nanjing.
When Bai Yang came out of the rehearsal room that day, Shi An was still waiting for him outside, and Li Nian was standing beside him, smiling, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the sluts."
Li Nian took them to 1912, which is Sanlitun and Xintiandi in Nanjing, where the poor and the rich have fun. Christmas night is naturally crowded. Braving the snow, Li Nian led them round and round into a small bar.
It's clear, there weren't any lively activities on Christmas night. When the three of them entered, someone was singing a gentle love song on the stage of the bar.
The three of them slowly found their seats, the lights in the bar were dim, the lights were sucked away by the man on the stage, and all the light fell on him.
This is a long-haired man, with black hair hanging softly behind him, not sloppy, but very elegant. Wearing a low-necked rough sweater with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, he was sitting in front of the piano, vaguely revealing a handsome face.
It's not that Shi'an has never seen a beautiful woman before, and when he glanced at her, he felt very amazed.
She is really beautiful, but looking at it from a distance, she already feels that she is glamorous and incomparable, tall but not weak, she is as gorgeous and beautiful as a male animal.
It was even rarer that when he sang, everyone fell silent. It was a deep and thick voice, slightly sandy, and it seemed more affectionate in the ignorant light.
After a long time, Shi'an learned that the song was called Saving All My Love for You.
At that moment, he understood why Li Nian said that Bai Yang's singing was so-so.
Shi'an couldn't help turning his head to look at Bai Yang, who put his head on the bar counter with a complicated expression: "Comparing people, you must die, and comparing goods, you have to throw them away!"
Shi'an felt a little embarrassed, "You are no worse than him."
Bai Yang stuck out his tongue and smiled: "Don't, I still have self-knowledge, he is more handsome than me." At the same time, he showed a longing expression to the man on the stage: "He is really handsome."
Shi'an actually felt a little sour again.
After singing a song, Li Nian waved to the stage. The singer obviously knew Li Nian and waved to him. Li Nian smiled and called him: "Zhong Yue!"
Zhong Yue lightly ran down the stage.
Li Nian vacated a seat for him, while introducing the two next to him: "Bai Yang, President Jin."
Zhong Yue wore his hair down just now, and when he got off the stage, he tied it up and tied it to one side with a rubber band. Under the dim light, he was indistinguishable from male and female, and his eyes were so dark that they couldn't be illuminated by any lights. Ye, with a cold expression on his face that strangers should not get close to.
Shi'an felt that he was like a good sword, covered with frost and snow, and when he came, his glamor pierced the air.
Li Nian greeted him, and he walked over two steps faster, walked up to the three of them, and suddenly smiled shyly: "Jin, Mr. Jin...you, hello."
Kneeling in the true sense. As soon as he opened his mouth, the other two were stunned.
Zhong Yue became even more shy, "No, I'm sorry."
It turned out to be a stutter.
Shi'an has already laughed silently, Zhong Yue is so beautiful, no one would have thought that she is a stuttering beauty, but it makes people feel very kind. Bai Yang was 10,000 times more kind than him, and he had already leaned over with a look of admiration: "You sing so well!"
Zhong Yue's cold face turned red: "No, it's not very good. See, laugh." He looked at Li Nian begging for help.
Shi'an caught Bai Yang back and looked at Li Nian with a smile: "Is this the coquettish you said?"
Li Nian snapped his fingers triumphantly: "How is it? Is it gorgeous enough?"
Both Shi'an and Bai Yang nodded vigorously: "Peerless beauty."
Zhong Yue was overwhelmed by their left and right sentences, Shi'an sighed secretly in his heart, only read in the book that he was as beautiful as peaches and plums, and as cold as ice, and today he knew what peaches and plums are as frosty. Looking at Bai Yang again, he secretly applauded Li Nian in his heart. Sitting beside Zhong Yue, Bai Yang was set off by Zhong Yue's cold beauty, so pure and soft like a rabbit.
Bai Yang was caught in Shi'an's arms without stopping, and asked Zhong Yue indiscriminately: "Which school did you graduate from? Which singer do you like? You just sang English, do you like listening to English songs?" How did Mr. Li know you? How tall are you? 1.85 meters? 1.87 meters?"
Zhong Yue replied one by one with a good temper: "Nan... Yi, Hui, Whitney, yes... I like it," Bai Yang asked so urgently that Zhong Yue's face turned into a boiled shrimp: "It's all Brother Nian... Brother Nian help me, I, I am here... resident singing."
Speaking of Li Nian, Zhong Yue couldn't help but look at Li Nian again.
Shi'an fished Bai Yang to the other side in embarrassment: "Speak slowly, how can people answer you?"
Bai Yang poked his head out from Shi'an's shoulder: "Hey, Xiao Zhong, let's go up together and sing a chorus, shall we?"
... This is the "little clock".
Shi'an felt a little sour again.
Zhong Yue smiled with a good temper: "Yes, yes."
Bai Yang was beautified by his smile.
It's so beautiful, all kinds of evil, charming, wild, romantic, suave, sinking fish, falling geese, closed moon and shameful flowers can all be applied to Zhong Yue, and none of the words will fail.
Shi'an pushed Bai Yang's head away: "Don't mess around."
Bai Yang ignored him, "Xiao Zhong, you can choose what to sing! I can do anything!"
Zhong Yue looked at Bai Yang, then at Li Nian: "I... I am willing... Will I?"
"Okay~"
Se-an is taken aback by his stammering "I do." Looking back, Bai Yang had already dragged Zhong Yue up to the stage, only then did he realize that "I Do" turned out to be a song.