sinovels Chapter 20 Meow Meow Meow Meow
Chapter 20 Meow Meow Meow Meow
Until the photo was taken, Fang Huai didn't know where his candy came from - he almost fell asleep just now, and when he woke up, there was no one around him, and there was a candy in his mouth.
Seeing that the photographer didn't object, he didn't want to waste it, so he ate up the candy seriously.
Still delicious.
After the poster and VCR filming, it was another talent show within two days.
The time for the talent show and the primary election was very tight, and the program team did not plan to give the contestants a lot of time to prepare.To be precise, it cannot be regarded as a round of selection... It is more appropriate to say that it is a small episode to adjust the atmosphere. Of course, its score is also very important.
On Lu Yu's side, it is already inevitable to win the talent link.Of course, their family did have the capital to show off.
Speaking of talent, besides singing, isn't it just playing the piano, flute, dancing and so on?Playing and singing in a well-regulated way, or blowing a hole flute in a more refined way, the preparation time is not too much, if you don't have accumulation in normal times, it will be very difficult to shine.
Lu Yu is different.
Lu Yu himself didn't say anything, the fans and the marketing account first blew the words out triumphantly.
"Your efforts, we have all seen. The trough will only be temporary, not forever, and the brightest laurels will eventually belong to you. Good night Lu Yu, sweet dreams tonight. [picture]"
This is almost an obvious irony that Fang Huai didn't work hard enough, and the crowd and judges voted without thinking, which buried the pearl of Lu Yu.
"Shocked! He made his debut at the age of 12, and his piano performance in the Spring Festival Gala at the age of 14 caused a sensation all over the country. It was him?"
This is the actual achievement of blowing deer feather talent.
"..."
Of course, Fang Huai's fans are not to be outdone, but Fang Huai's past is a blank for them, and they don't know where to start.
What scares them the most is that Fang Huai and his team are as quiet as chickens.Lu Yu's draft from next door was blown to their door, and they didn't express it at all. This silent attitude made them feel unsure, and their confidence in speaking was not so strong, and they were even a little worried that Fang Huai, a talent to show No.
[@鹿羽粉, still remember how you were slapped in the face last time?I heard exactly the same thing back in the primaries, Koko. 】
[I made a fortune for my little brother yesterday, he will get high marks for talent. 】
[My cub is talented, just wait. 】
Until the day before Caiyi, at eleven o'clock in the evening, Lu Yu posted on Weibo.
"Lu Yu V: I know that hard work may not be useful, but I still want to give it a try, and I want to go forward no matter how hard it is. Good night, have a good dream. [Picture]" The picture is the training room at midnight, wearing exercises Lu Yu in uniform gave a 'V' to the camera.
Lu Yu's fans immediately felt distressed. While telling Lu Yu to go to bed early and stop practicing, they shouted about the shady results of the primary election - in their eyes, Lu Yu's performance was the best, so how could it be possible for someone who didn't know? Fang Huai who came out of nowhere took No.1?
[Lu Lu Chong Duck! !We all know that there is a shady scene in the primary election, and we feel sorry for you. 】
[It's okay, everyone has seen your hard work, and you will definitely succeed tomorrow! 】
【…】
Half an hour later, Fang Huai posted a low-key Weibo.
Very straightforward.
"Fang Huai V: I have talent, don't worry, good night."
【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha so sincere and cute】
[I am relieved to hear that I have talent!Cub come on, good night! ! 】
[It's too simple, Zai Zai, don't you have a team to write manuscripts or something? ! 】
Fans have lower requirements for Fang Huai, as long as they don't open the skylight and make no mistakes.
But Fang Huai can always surprise them.
Hope it's the same this time...but even if there are no surprises, that's okay.
They knew that there were probably no surprises. Fang Huai was a human being but not a god. It was too difficult.But the diehard fans liked Fang Huai more, and it had nothing to do with whether he was good or not.
... To put it simply, follow the stars with the mentality of a kind old mother.
And the other side.
After Fang Huai posted on Weibo, he exited the page unskillfully and turned off his phone.
He is learning to use a mobile phone recently, but he hasn't learned much yet.Or, basically nothing.
But he knows that some people like him, some people are worried about him...he can't let them worry, so he tried his best to learn 'posting Weibo' from Shi Feiran.
Fang Huai is indeed talented - he practiced desperately for this before, and he thought it was okay, so there shouldn't be any mistakes, right?
However, he doesn't know if this stream is popular now.When Shi Feiran first heard that he was going to perform this, he was quite surprised.
Fang Huai pulled up the quilt, took a nap, and got up early tomorrow.
The talent show is different from the primaries, the form is relatively free, and not all contestants must be concentrated. "Stellar Light" has sufficient funds. After all, some players even want to show figure skating... Therefore, the venue is optional, and each player is divided into a small group of follow-up teams, and they will broadcast live one by one at the specified time.
This time, there were no live audiences, only live broadcast on the Internet.
The time allocated by Fang Huai was eleven o'clock in the noon, and he arrived at the venue he had chosen by seven o'clock.
It is an abandoned theater in Nanshi.
The filming team hadn't arrived yet, and Fang Huai didn't inform Shi Feiran, so he went to the location first to get acquainted.
There is a reason to choose here.
In the abandoned Grand Theater, a hole was opened in the sky, and the sky slowly shone down.Because the stage was cleaned up in advance, it was still clean.Weeds, vines and unknown wildflowers were overgrown all around. The rows of seats were already damaged, and several wild cats were lying on the seats to bask in the sun.
Fang Huai came here when he was a child, and he remembers it clearly.At that time, the place was not so dilapidated. When I closed my eyes, I could still hear the voices of people talking and laughing...
He even remembered that he and Fang Jianguo were sitting in the first row, looking up at the performance on stage.
This has special meaning to him, and it is one of the few pictures he remembers about his childhood.
Memories always come to an abrupt end at some point.
Fang Huai opened his eyes, smiled, turned around and went backstage to get ready.
There is a hundred-year-old tree next to the Grand Theater. For some reason, it is regarded as a wishing tree. Many Nanshi citizens believe that the branches of the tree are covered with large and small wooden signs and papers.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a small wooden sign was blown to Fang Huai's feet.
He froze for a moment, leaned over to pick it up, and inadvertently glanced at the words on it.The font is strong and powerful, and it is very beautiful. What is written is:
"I want to see him."
Fang Huai was taken aback.
After thinking about it, he decided to hang the wooden sign back to its original place, so he walked under the tree.Several wooden plaques were worn on that red rope, seven in total, all written by the same person.
Fang Huai hung up the wooden sign in his hand, and inevitably saw the content of the rest of the wooden sign.
This person seems to make a wish once a year, and the first six pieces are all written with 'I want to see him', while the handwriting on the seventh piece is very new, as if it was just written.It says……
"I want him to belong only to me."
The inscription is a simple 'leaf' character.
A breeze blows.
"Is this wish... accurate?" Fang Huai was suddenly curious.
"allow."
Suddenly, a deep and mellow voice came from beside him.
The voice was extremely pleasant. In Fang Huai's words, it was like an unknown flower suddenly blooming in the frozen soil during the winter solstice.
"Really?" Fang Huai looked over and smiled.
A serious and handsome man in a suit and leather shoes stood two steps away, his thin lips flattened, and he looked at him silently.
"Ye Yuyuan? Hello," Fang Huai remembered his name, his light amber eyes curled up, and said, "If belief in this tree is useful, I may make a wish."
Just wish for a while talent show success.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yuyuan was silent for a moment, pursed his thin lips slightly, and suddenly said lightly:
"It's not what I believe in."
Fang Huai: "...?"
Then why did he just say that this is accurate?
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and some petals fell to the top of Fang Huai's hair.The boy's light-colored eyes were shining brightly in the light, and the tips of his hair were slightly raised to catch a few strands of light.
Ye Yuyuan was silent for a moment, then stepped in front of him and bent slightly.
His dark eyes suddenly softened, blurred by the gentle light, and he looked at Fang Huai seriously.
He put one hand on Fang Huai's shoulder, and the other hand helped him to hold the petals that fell to the top of his hair - this posture looked like a hug at first glance, wrapping the young man in his arms.
The silent man said word by word, in a low voice:
"……It's you."
The ending of this sound is almost a sigh.
What he believed in was never a tree.
It was the young man standing in front of him at this very moment.
—He is his god.
After several hours.
Eleven in the morning.
Li Su is a performing artist of Kunqu Opera and an associate professor at Nanshi Academy of Traditional Chinese Opera. He is 40 years old this year.He studied under Dong Rulan. Professor Dong is a well-known figure in the domestic opera circle and has appeared in the Spring Festival Gala three times.
It's a pity that the fate is ill-fated. In the prime of life, the best friends are scattered, and the only old friend is far away from home.
It was the weekend, Li Su's youngest daughter, Li Yun, got up together, and opened a certain live broadcast room with a tablet in her hand, watching with gusto.
Li Su has always been very dismissive of these things, and casually glanced at the screen while making tea:
"You little girls watch 'variety shows' and 'idols' every day, it's all a waste of time, when we—"
Li Yun couldn't find the earphones, but turned on the speakers.
She thought her father was noisy, so she said a little unhappy, "Dad, this is really not a waste of time. I just like Fang Huai...he sings very well."
Li Su let out an indifferent 'huh'.
nice?They young people know what sounds good, they listen to those mouth-watering songs and words every day, but they can't understand them, and they mix and match various styles.
He himself is in this line of work, and many people have the guts to call himself a 'singer' if they don't pass the basic skills.
Until 10 minutes later.
"Ah, it's Zai Zai's turn," Li Yun murmured, holding her face in her hands, "Come on Huaihuai!"
The studio was silent for a moment.
The next second, when Fang Huai's talent show started, Li Yun couldn't help opening her eyes wide: "My God! It turned out to be..."
Li Su felt disdainful, and was about to say something when she suddenly heard a voice from the loudspeaker.
"..."
He almost broke the tea bowl, stood up in disbelief, looked at the screen in his daughter's hand, and asked in a voice:
"Yunyun, what's this young man's name?!"
There's no reason why he hasn't heard of such an authentic singing voice!