sinovels Chapter 11 Meow Meow Meow Meow
Chapter 11 Meow Meow Meow Meow
At the moment when he lowered his eyelids, many people present were keenly aware of something.
Fang Huai's aura was different.
Several judges put down their phones, sat up straight, and looked at him with interest.Ren Ping narrowed his eyes.
The change wasn't drastic, but it was definitely different.If it is said that being pregnant with this child from the front gives people the feeling of a clean, innocent and harmless youth, but only in such a short moment when the eyes are closed, something has changed.
There was a faint light on his eyelashes, and the whole person became quiet.
He didn't smile, his expression was very focused, but people couldn't look away at all, as if suddenly there was an inexplicable attraction, the entire empty gymnasium completely became his home field, and even the air flow rate suddenly slowed down, and there was a little bit of dust. Floating down in stacks.
Fang Huai closed his eyes.
Hearing is clearer when vision is completely dark.He heard the sound of dew falling from the grass, pedestrians talking and laughing, and a wild cat walking on small tiles, and soon all these sounds disappeared.
He seemed to be standing in a tunnel, and all the sounds about the city around him gradually faded away. The mountain wind from several years ago passed by the corners of his eyes and brows again, and he heard songs from many years ago.
Fang Huai likes to sing.
like very much.
Zai Zai song is just a song he made up at random, because he sings a lot, so he is proficient.But it wasn't the only one he made up.
Far more than this one.
Since he was very young, his inspirations have always come from various places, sometimes it is a piece of moss by the wall, sometimes it is the eaves where the rain falls, and sometimes it is the soft belly of small animals.
Many melodies flowed one by one, and in a quiet space, a special melody came to mind.
It was a very gentle song.
It is about the faint heartbeat and breath, the rain that comes late in early summer, and the life that is born in the tiny things and is unwilling to perish.
Many years ago, Fang Huai picked up a small animal in the rain in the early summer evening.The little animal was dirty, its heartbeat was so weak that it could hardly be heard, and it only looked at him unwillingly and stubbornly with a pair of moist and bright eyes, and its breathing weakened little by little.
That night, after the little animal fell asleep, Fang Huai sat next to it and waited for Fang Jianguo to go home. This melody suddenly appeared in his mind.The melody takes shape quickly, weaves itself, and becomes a song in a matter of moments.
That is this song.
The boy with his eyes closed opened his lips slightly, and sang the first sentence:
"When all the soft strands are woven into dreams—"
Just this sentence.
All the judges felt as if an electric current had flowed through their ears, and they felt numb all the way from their ears to their backs in an instant!
The sound is too clean and ear-catching, such a special and rare juvenile timbre, clear but not too thin, the tune is smudged by the special voice line to create an endless aftertaste, just one sentence brings people into a special magnetic field , followed by resonance.
It's like thousands of springs suddenly rushing to the sea, and it's like all the rainwater pouring down at once.
One of the judges almost lost his grip on his mobile phone, another judge got stuck in his throat with a sip of water, and the chief judge involuntarily opened his eyes slightly.
Almost everyone present had watched the popular video on the Internet and heard "Zai Zai Song". "Zai Zai Song" is already amazing enough, but the voice at that time was far from the shocking level it is now.
Fang Huaizai was growing at a speed that no one could have imagined.Or, is this his original strength?
Ren Ping also froze for a moment, and the next moment, his face turned livid.
If it was just Fang Huai in the state of "Zai Zai Song", he is confident that his performance can be beaten... But, what the hell is going on? !
Even the judges looked at Ren Ping with a lot of pity.
The song Fang Huai is singing is not ethnic or ancient, but more modern.But that is the same as the focus of Ren Ping's songs, clean and soft.
And Fang Huai's special sound quality completely surpassed Ren Ping in terms of cleanliness. Compared with Ren Ping's mixed mix of ancient styles, Fang Huai's song has a deeper meaning, and it is a tune that can resonate with people's souls.
To put it simply, Ren Ping was not only completely crushed by Fang Huai, but even his original strengths were completely turned into weaknesses under the background of Fang Huai's defiant voice!
Ren Ping's complexion was faintly blue, as if he had been slapped loudly on the face, his face was slightly distorted with jealousy.
Fang Huai sang like this, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that the other party was lip-syncing.How else is this possible?A migrant worker without any systematic study and training... It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius.Such a small probability event, why should it be Fang Huai? !
But Ren Ping quickly forced himself to calm down, thinking, so what if he sings well?Fang Huai has no talent and is poor.In this era where capital is paramount, a poor migrant worker is not worthy of giving Mr. Ye shoes...
Fang Huai's singing continued.
The judges were completely attracted, and they didn't even have time to give Ren Ping a look.
At the third line, Fang Huai finally opened his eyes.He stood in the empty and quiet gymnasium, his voice echoed layer by layer, like the repeated heartbeat and breathing.The light amber eyes are as clean as after washing, and when the eyelids are lifted a little bit, they are radiant.
This is a song written for the little animal he raised.
It's called "Heartbeat".
The judges listened quietly, some beat the beat of the singing, some closed their eyes and savored.The chief judge listened to it for a while, and suddenly felt blessed, thinking of a melody he heard abroad two years ago.
The dust drifted down slowly.
While Fang Huai was singing, time seemed to be infinitely lengthened and slowed down. Almost everyone was brought into a special magnetic field and rhythm by him. For a moment, he heard the sound of rain patting on the eaves in the distance. I heard the faint heartbeat and breathing.
But the melody is not dull and boring, it is slowly filled with emotions, from the softness at the beginning, it gradually burns like dry and warm firewood, and gradually becomes hotter, until it reaches a climax——
Just one second before the chorus came, Ren Ping suddenly coughed heavily.
"Time," he pointed at his watch with an ugly face, "2 minutes, it's up."
Judge: "..."
Fang Huai: "..."
The singing stopped abruptly.
The gymnasium, which was surrounded by the sound of rain and moisture just now, suddenly returned to its boring and mediocre appearance after the singing disappeared, and it was eerily quiet.
One of the judges was furious, and he slapped the table and stood up: "You fucking—"
"OK OK."
Immediately stopped by other judges.
Although what Ren Ping did was somewhat presumptuous, it was indeed beyond reproach.Originally, the time limit is 2 minutes, and any player is 2 minutes. It is unfair to delay anyone.
But Fang Huai's song completely slowed down the rhythm of time. Just a few words brought people into his home court. The floor of the gymnasium turned into bluestone slabs. When you close your eyes, you can still smell the mountain rain and the evening wind. The moisture is like an incomparably beautiful and eye-catching sunset after the rain.
And just when the chorus was about to come, it was interrupted.
... To put it bluntly, it feels like it's not going up or down, and it makes people feel suffocated, like impotence.
It's no wonder that the judge was angry. Many judges around looked unhappy, but they had no reason to curse.
not far away.
While Fang Huai was singing.
A Maybach stopped quietly outside the stadium, the door opened, and one person got out of the car in silence.
The surrounding area is an exclusive passage, and the scene is cleared, so there are no idlers waiting to watch.
The boy's unique voice poured out from the crack of the small door not far away, with the moisture of the early summer mountain rain and a gust of clean evening wind, it sounded unbelievably good.
Ye Yuyuan stood without saying a word.
He lowered his eyes, and a thin mist filled the dark eyes.At this time, it was the season of magnolia blooming in Nanshi, and a few petals fell on his shoulders, but Ye Yuyuan didn't notice it.
He listened to the singing silently and seriously.
Secretary Wang Qiang stood aside, not daring to say a word.He could feel that Mr. Ye seemed to be in a very complicated mood.
They were going to a certain dinner party, but they stopped the car halfway.When he first heard the singing, Wang Qiang could feel that Mr. Ye should be in a good mood.But after he got out of the car and listened carefully, he became a little depressed again.
However, the singing was really nice.Wang Qiang couldn't help being fascinated when he listened to it himself.
Suddenly, Ye Yuyuan, who had been silent all this time, said in a low voice:
"The song is called 'Heartbeat'."
Good to hear.
But not for him.
Thinking of this, the man's dark eyes darkened, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.
"Oh." The secretary didn't know why, and looked at the boss's expression carefully.
"..."
Mr. Ye's eyes, why... a little wronged?
After the audition, Fang Huai and Ren Ping walked out of the gymnasium.
When walking out, Ren Ping stared at Fang Huai with a livid face, while hypnotizing himself repeatedly in his heart. He and himself were not of the same class at all. Wouldn't it be a loss to use a migrant worker as an opponent?
Fang Huai: "...?"
"Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Fang Huai thought for a while and reminded kindly, "It's a little red."
It is really a little red, full of blood, and it hurts to look at it.
Ren Ping: "...!"
Is this calling him pink eye disease in disguise? !
He trembled even more.
The contestants outside were ignorant of what happened inside, and they felt a little strange when they saw that their expressions were not right when they came out.
Sensing the sight of others, Ren Ping quickly calmed down.
He stroked the watch on his wrist with his thumb—it was the Ptah limited edition smart watch that he got by chance, and his mood finally calmed down.His expression gradually recovered his pride and arrogance, and he straightened his collar.
"Ren Ping," another contestant came up to talk and winked at him, "How is it? Did that migrant worker behave in a mess?"
Ren Ping's smile stiffened, and he said, "Yeah, it's a mess."
...Okay mess!
But this can't be said, where would he put his face? !
"Don't talk about that," Ren Ping waved his hand, and the lie came out, "Brother Ye invites my dad to dinner tonight, and I will go back later and make preparations."
"Amazing." The contestant was a little envious.
After Ren Ping finished speaking, he casually looked at Fang Huai, hoping that the other party would also show some envy.
There was no one in this corner, except for Ren Ping and Fang Huai, there were only a few scattered players.After the audition, Fang Huai sat down on one side of the seat, silent and did not speak.
Ren Ping became more and more proud, thinking that Fang Huai was envious and speechless, and then waited for him to take a closer look——
Fang Huai's eyes were closed, breathing evenly, his eyelashes drooped to cover his light-colored pupils, and the corners of his lips naturally rose.
... In just 2 minutes, he fell asleep.
Is what he's talking about so boring? !
Ren Ping: "I %￥%#*..."
Forget it, he thought.
Anyway, Fang Huai, a low-level ant, would never come into contact with someone like Ye Yuyuan in his life—maybe he was embarrassed and pretended to be asleep to avoid embarrassment?
Thinking of this, Ren Ping felt more and more at ease, and even the depression that was suppressed by Fang Huai during the audition just dissipated.The contestants next to him were still curiously asking Mr. Ye:
"Really eat? Is your family really cooperating with Ptah?"
"There should be some in the future," Ren Ping said deliberately reserved, "Not yet, but Brother Ye...maybe he appreciates me more, and often asks my dad out for dinner."
"I rely on."
The contestant stared, with a surprised expression, as if shocked, envious and unbelievable.
Ren Ping was taken aback.
Just saying that he was admired by Ye Yuyuan, wouldn't it be so surprising?However, other people's flattery and envy would bring him endless pleasure, so he became more and more ecstatic, and his tone was intentionally normal: "It's nothing, in fact, Brother Ye not only appreciates me, but also—"
"Ye..." the contestant murmured.
"Ye?!" Ren Ping frowned.
He suddenly realized something and froze all over.
behind him.
A silent and handsome man in a suit and leather shoes was standing, and the boy whom Ren Ping had just ridiculed as a 'garbage' and a 'bottom ant' was being carefully embraced in his arms, sleeping soundly.
The man's movements were incredibly light and gentle, as if he was treating the most precious thing.In contrast, are those eyes.
His dark eyes were like frost and snow, and he looked at Ren Ping indifferently.After a long while, he opened his thin lips lightly, a hint of irony flashed in his eyes, and asked quietly:
"admire you?"
"……Who are you?"
As for Ren Ping, he had completely froze into a stone statue.
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