The second day of the "Take My Hand" program was filmed in the recording studio. Normally, the first day is for ordinary people to visit the stars, and the second day is the turn of the stars to visit the ordinary people. Chen Xiao's situation was special, so he could only focus on filming Qi Yubai's daily work.
When Chen Xiao arrived, Qi Yubai was recording inside. The producer and mixer were sitting in front of the console, communicating with him through headphones, but the process didn't seem to be going smoothly.
Producer: "The first half... I've said before that this part is too abrupt and needs to be changed. Now when I record it, I still feel like it doesn't fit in..."
Most excellent music works are not created overnight, but after countless attempts and revisions. This is true even for Qi Yubai, a talented original singer. He is still young and in the trial stage, so there are more things that need to be adjusted.
The producer and Qi Yubai were both stubborn. They had a disagreement over whether to revise the first half of the song's verse, and they hadn't come to an agreement for a few days.
The director team had already called in advance and took Chen Xiao directly to the control room. Through a transparent glass wall, Qi Yubai could be seen standing in the recording studio, frowning and talking to the producer. Perhaps the communication was unpleasant, and his expression was slightly irritable.
Chen Xiao woke up early in the morning and his mind was still a little fuzzy. If I had to describe it, he looked like the scholar in Liao Zhai who was bewitched by a demon and lost his soul. With two unusually obvious dark circles on his head, people couldn't help but wonder what he did last night.
The director wanted him to interact with Qi Yubai. It was not good for him to just stand there and stare blankly. He avoided the camera and gently patted Chen Xiao's shoulder, reminding him in a low voice: "Chen Xiao, Qi Yubai is in there."
Chen Xiao came back to his senses a little late after hearing this, but he had no intention of going in. He sat down on the sofa next to the control room, not knowing what he was thinking, and coughed softly: "I... I'll wait for him outside."
Chen Xiao was originally facing the recording studio, but when he saw Qi Yubai inside, he turned sideways. Whenever he thought of the charming and ambiguous dream he had yesterday, his ears started to burn, and he had no idea how to face Qi Yubai.
Is it possible that my body is bent
When Chen Xiao thought of this possibility, his face suddenly became strange. He felt that he had never shown any fetish in this regard since he was a child. Even when he was in school, he liked to peek at pretty girls. How could he be gay
qaqIs it like the character “回”, which has a right angle bend
Just when Chen Xiao was at a loss for words, Qi Yubai inadvertently raised his head and finally spotted him through the transparent glass. He paused for a moment.
"Let's stop here for today. I'll go back and look at the score."
Qi Yubai saw Chen Xiao sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was doing. Fearing that he might be bored, he took off his headphones and walked out of the recording studio, saying hello to the producer.
The producer Meissen was a foreigner, but he spoke Chinese well. He said to Qi Yubai with a look of recognition, "No, it's not about reading the score, it's about changing the score. Yubai, a good piece of work must be smooth. If it doesn't connect the beginning and the end, it's very bad. Your A section must be changed, even though it is amazing."
Qi Yubai ignored his words. Meissen was a conservative and acted in a conventional way, but Qi Yubai was an innovator. The two had different styles, so it was inevitable that they would have disagreements, but it was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong.
Qi Yubai didn't want to make any more changes. The fact was that the song did have the problem of poor connection, and he hadn't figured out a compromise yet.
Chen Xiao heard their tense conversation and finally put aside the question he had just been thinking about. He subconsciously looked up at Qi Yubai and asked, "What's wrong?"
However, when they looked at each other, he couldn't help but think of the pair of cold yet charming eyes in his dream yesterday, and even his throat became inexplicably dry.
Chen Xiao adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably and slapped himself silently in his heart. Beast, beast, you can even react to Qi Yubai, what future can you have!
Qi Yubai didn't know what Chen Xiao was thinking. He slowly rolled up the sheet music in his hand and stared at Chen Xiao's black circle suspiciously for a moment: "Did you not sleep well last night?"
Chen Xiao nodded, thinking that he did not sleep well: "I was dreaming."
Qi Yubai raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who did you dream about?"
Chen Xiao subconsciously said: "You."
As soon as he said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked up in panic, only to see Qi Yubai looking at him in a daze, looking at a loss.
The director who was filming beside them was extremely surprised. Chen Xiao didn't treat them as outsiders. How dare he say such straightforward love words in front of the camera
Chen Xiao quickly tried to make amends: "I mean... I mean I dreamed of you singing in a recording studio, and then..."
Qi Yubai asked in an ambiguous tone: "And then what?"
Chen Xiao turned his head to avoid his sight, jumping back and forth in Qi Yubai's death zone: "... and your singing was so bad that I couldn't sleep well."
…That’s not the case. Qi Yubai’s red face and screaming in my dream yesterday sounded so beautiful.
Qi Yubai's eyes widened slightly when he heard this. Chen Xiao was the first person to say that his singing was bad: "No matter how bad my singing is, it's still better than yours."
He left the control room immediately after he finished speaking, thinking to himself why Chen Xiao was so annoying, always making him angry every time they met, couldn't he say something nice? He always praised Jiang Long to the skies, but never once did he praise himself.
Seeing this, Chen Xiao immediately followed him and said, "Hey, my singing is not bad."
Qi Yubai walked straight to the instrument room and sat down in front of the piano. He threw the sheet music in his hand onto the piano keys, and glanced at Chen Xiao lightly, smiling and saying, "Yes, you and Jiang Long are the best singers in the world."
Bang! Jiang Long was also shot while lying down.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Chen Xiao felt that Qi Yubai was a little sour. He sat down on the piano stool, his eyes fell on the sheet music, picked it up and looked at it: "You and Meisen just quarreled because of this song?"
Meissen's head is really annoying, and his compositions are very formulaic. Chen Xiao has worked with him several times before, but it was not a pleasant experience.
Qi Yubai looked at him and asked, "How do you know his name is Meissen?"
Chen Xiao paused for a moment and said, "Oh, I think I saw him on TV before. He was the music director of that very popular music program."
Qi Yubai didn't expect Chen Xiao to watch such a boring show where the champion was already decided. He took back his own music score and sat a little further away from Chen Xiao.
Chen Xiao sat a little closer to him: "Are you angry?"
Qi Yubai ignored him and sat a little further to the side.
Chen Xiao continued to approach: "I helped you read the score with good intentions, but you are still angry."
Qi Yubai wondered whether Chen Xiao could understand the score or not: "Who cares?"
He continued to move to the side, but he forgot that the piano bench was not wide enough, and he almost fell down. Chen Xiao grabbed his waist in time and pulled him back: "Don't you really want to sit next to me?"
His arms were strong, and the power contained in them could be felt through his clothes. At this moment, he fell on Qi Yubai's flexible waist, and he couldn't control his strength and slowly tightened it, just like he had practiced it thousands of times in his dream last night, too aggressive.
Chen Xiao's eyes were dazed for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly found that the man's body was not as boring as he imagined. Or maybe it was just because the person in front of him was Qi Yubai.
Qi Yubai looked at Chen Xiao's hand on his waist, and his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. He rolled up the music sheet in his hand, and his pale fingertips revealed a bit of nervousness: "Who... who told you to say that my singing is bad..."
Chen Xiao stared at his light red lips, and his voice suddenly became low: "You just listen to what I say, why are you so gullible?"
He sat back a little, and Qi Yubai pulled him to the middle of the chair. The two of them finally stopped the tug-of-war.
Chen Xiao also learned piano before. For some reason, his left hand was still on Qi Yubai's waist and he didn't take it back. His right hand gently covered the keys but didn't move for a long time, as if he was thinking about what to play.
Qi Yubai could only lean halfway against Chen Xiao's chest, his ears slightly red under his black hair. At that moment, he covered his face with the music score, so the camera could not capture the expression on his face. We only know that when he put the music score down, his expression was back to normal.
Qi Yubai noticed Chen Xiao's action: "Can you play the piano?"
Chen Xiao started to speak in Versailles again: "A little."
He was wearing a white cardigan today and looked like a literary youth.
Chen Xiao's fingertips moved slightly, but before a note sounded, Qi Yubai grabbed his wrist and asked hesitantly, "Are you sure you want to play the piano?"
Chen Xiao asked back: "Why, there are rules for playing the piano?"
Qi Yubai thought of course there was, and said in a domineering tone: "You are not allowed to play or sing Jiang Long's songs."
Chen Xiao had guessed it long ago: "What else?"
Qi Yubai was silent for a moment: "... You are not allowed to play "Good Luck Comes"."
Chen Xiaopi jumped: "Okay."
He let go of Qi Yubai, put his hands on the piano, thought and recalled for a moment, and finally pressed the keys. A familiar piece of music flowed from under his fingers, the rhythm gradually weakened and then gradually increased, and became more and more compact. But he was not "disordered" at all, each note was powerful and short, and there was no adhesion between the notes, which was quite clean.
On the same piano, professionals can play a completely different rhythm from beginners by just pressing a few keys, because the force applied by the fingers and the duration of the finger movement are completely different.
Qi Yubai had studied piano for seven years and had a solid foundation among singers of the same period. He could tell right away that Chen Xiao was definitely not just an amateur, especially since Chen Xiao was playing his song.
Qi Yubai lowered his head to look at the music score. He was surprised at Chen Xiao's piano skills and also at his memory: "When did you memorize it?"
Chen Xiao only played the prelude and a small part of the verse, which was the part that caused the dispute between Qi Yubai and Meissen, and quickly ended it.
Chen Xiao took out the music score from Qi Yubai's hand and shook it. He looked at it and said, "It's okay. The melody of your A section is quite distinct and easy to remember. However, it is a bit disconnected from the rest."
Just like two pieces of exquisitely crafted cloth, although equally beautiful, the patterns are very different, and it would be too strong to force them together. Meissen has been a music producer for so many years, so he still has some experience.
The director's camera focused on Chen Xiao, and his face twitched. Not only could this person dance, but he could also play the piano. Did Zheng Jiaguo plan to use the show as a springboard to help his nephew debut
If someone else said this, Qi Yubai would definitely be angry. He was still young, with all the advantages and disadvantages of young people, arrogant, and talented. He could find his own mistakes, but he didn't like others to point them out.
However, he was not angry for the first time. He turned his head to look at Chen Xiao, frowning slightly: "But I don't want to delete it."
The song is the result of the creator's hard work, and this amazing melody also consumed Qi Yubai's energy. He has a lot of experience, and he can still delete it if he doesn't want to.
When Chen Xiao was young, he listened to Qi Yubai's songs a lot. There was no reason. He was an mortal enemy and would never spend money to listen to his album. So he had no memory of this song at all.
Chen Xiao stared at the score and fell into deep thought: "It doesn't have to be deleted. We can add a few notes in the middle to make it more harmonious."
Qi Yubai placed his right hand on the piano and played a short piece of music for him to listen to: "I tried, but I'm not very satisfied."
Chen Xiao was reborn, and his musical knowledge was many times richer than Qi Yubai's. After thinking for a moment, he played a few notes tentatively: "How about this?"
It sounds much more harmonious than before.
Qi Yubai subconsciously sat up straight, his eyes brightened: "Is it a bit short?"
Chen Xiao smiled and tried to add a few more notes. He played the prelude again and then continued with the chorus of section B. This time, the gap disappeared without a trace.
"That's fine, right?"
Chen Xiao stopped playing after playing, perfectly hiding his achievements and fame. Qi Yubai didn't say anything, staring at Chen Xiao subtly, wondering how this person in front of him could do everything, and a popular Internet phrase suddenly popped up in his mind -
Treasure boy
Qi Yubai didn't realize that his eyes were shining when he looked at Chen Xiao: "How did you learn so many things?"
Chen Xiao thought to himself, this is nonsense. In five years, I can learn whatever I want. He patted the dust off his hands and avoided answering, as if deliberately teasing Qi Yubai: "Where is the bathroom? I'll go wash my hands."
This piano room probably hasn't been cleaned for some time, so there's a layer of dust on it.
"I want to go too, let's go together."
Qi Yubai put away the music score, took Chen Xiao out of the piano room, and went to the toilet. Because there were many artists coming and going in the recording studio, in order to avoid being secretly photographed, no filming equipment was allowed near the toilet, and the camera could only wait at a distance.
The piano room is on the second floor. Usually, no one comes here. Even the bathroom is empty. Chen Xiao washed his hands in front of the mirror. When he looked up, he saw Qi Yubai standing behind him. He was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you going to wash?"
Qi Yubai came back to his senses after hearing this, and hummed in an ambiguous way before going forward to wash his hands. The place where he scraped his skin yesterday still looked a little scary, and it would probably take a few days for the scab to form.
Seeing this, Chen Xiao pulled his hand and said, "Don't you know that the wound should not be exposed to water? Do you have any common sense?"
Qi Yubai really didn't have much common sense. His adoptive parents never cared about him except for money. He lowered his eyes to look at his wound, flicking his fingertips gently: "It's just a little scratch."
Chen Xiao happened to have some tissues, so he lowered his head and used the water near Qi Yubai's wound to wipe it clean, muttering, "Broken skin can get infected too."
Chen Xiao's family is very happy. His parents may not be rich, but they are very optimistic. Now they are at home raising flowers and farming, and their lives are very comfortable. Influenced by them, Chen Xiao is also a very optimistic person, and people can't help but want to get close to him.
The toilet was empty.
Qi Yubai stared at Chen Xiao's drooping eyebrows, took a step forward silently, and asked half a beat later: "... Chen Xiao, is my singing bad?"
You can say that Qi Yubai has a bad temper, or that he has a bad personality. But if you say that he sings badly, that would be like poking at his sore spot.
Chen Xiao didn't tease him this time. He thought about it and shook his head: "Well... you sang well."
Qi Yubai has already surpassed his peers by a lot at this age. He is sober and determined, stubborn and focused. Jiang Long is still immersed in the empty glory and can't get out of it, but Qi Yubai can already put in many times more effort than ordinary people.
It's no exaggeration to say that Chen Xiao hasn't seen anyone as dedicated and passionate about singing as Qi Yubai in many years. The previous generation was very good, and this generation is even better.
As Chen Xiao's elder generation was fading away, his passion for love was barely able to match that of the high-spirited Qi Yubai.
Qi Yubai finally smiled upon hearing this, like a piece of ice that finally showed signs of melting. He took another step forward, almost touching Chen Xiao's nose this time, and asked in a low voice, "Did you dream about me yesterday?"
Chen Xiao's hands trembled, not knowing how to answer.
Qi Yubai saw his reaction, half curious, half bewitched, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "What did you dream about, tell me?"
When there is no one around, false thoughts burst out and become extremely restless.
Chen Xiao couldn't control his breathing and it was disordered for a moment. He stared at Qi Yubai's smooth and delicate skin, his eyes fell on the other's eyebrows, and then slowly slid down along the high nose bridge to the light red lips. Suddenly, he wanted to know if the taste was as wonderful as in the dream.
Chen Xiao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't ask."
Qi Yubai raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, with the tail raised slightly, and said in a seductive way: "What if I insist on asking?"
He almost squeezed into Chen Xiao's arms, making the latter's heart beat like a drum.
Chen Xiao finally lost control and without warning, he grabbed Qi Yubai's waist and silently tightened his embrace amidst the other's muffled groans. He frowned and stared at Qi Yubai: "So, do you still want to continue asking?"
Chen Xiao didn't want to say it, it was too embarrassing, and he didn't want to be called a hooligan by Qi Yubai.
Qi Yubai was now frightened by his own hooligan behavior, his face was red, he stepped on himself hard, and ran out angrily. He was not here to dwell on the beautiful dream of yesterday.
But Chen Xiao was wrong. Qi Yubai didn't dodge or evade, and even moved closer to him, breathing in and out beside his ear, just like the teasing last night: "I want to know."
Chen Xiao's embrace tightened a little. This time, his right hand clasped Qi Yubai's flexible waist, and his left hand fell on his hips, slowly tightening his grip: "What do you want to know?"
Qi Yubai paused when he saw this, and then a light red spread across his face like rouge in water. He realized something belatedly and even his ears began to feel hot.
Chen Xiao should let go, but he hesitated. Unlike the confused and empty body in the dream, the body in front of him was obviously more alive and warmer. The young man who had just begun to fall in love tasted the sweetness last night and was reluctant to let go.
No, it's like being poisoned...
Qi Yubai only felt a dull pain in his waist, and it hurt a little. Because he was too close, he could clearly feel some changes in Chen Xiao's body. There was embarrassment, shame, but more of it was joy and a kind of inexplicable feeling.
Look, he's not the only one who's interested...
"Chen Xiao,"
Qi Yubai curled his lips slightly, and suddenly raised his head to kiss Chen Xiao. He put his hands around Chen Xiao's neck, forcing him to lower his head, and gave him a clumsy but seductive kiss, saying in a domineering tone: "Date a love affair with me."
Qi Yubai kissed Chen Xiao's mouth again and repeated in a low voice: "Chen Xiao, let's fall in love."
That’s it…
Chen Xiao felt the warmth on his lips, and his mind went blank. There were only these two bright words in his mind. He seemed to...
The bend.