Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

Chapter 23

Thinking that he would not see Xiao Chi for a week, Ji Chenxuan was heartbroken, and suddenly turned around, hearing the voice of elation in an instant.

He suppressed the corners of his mouth that could not help but raise his lips, covered his lips and coughed lightly, and said reservedly: "If you want to conduct closed training, you can go by yourself. Could it be that you can't sleep without me?"

He has already started thinking about what to bring tomorrow, anyway, it's only a week, just bring some change of clothes and a computer, and if there is anything missing, Zhou Tong will send it.

Xiao Chi shook his head, and said very considerately: "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep if I'm not here."

Ji Chenxuan laughed angrily: "Why can't I fall asleep? How long have you been here? Didn't I sleep before?"

Xiao Chi sighed, and looked at him sympathetically: "According to the statistics in my database, you were the one who called me out the most times at midnight before."

Ji Chenxuan: "..."

"I want me to read poems to lull you to sleep."

Ji Chenxuan rested his forehead with one hand, and silently lowered his head.

"Sometimes I have to sing for you."

With a sullen face and straight back, Ji Chenxuan showed his majesty as the helm of Huanyi, tapped the edge of the table with his knuckles, emphatically: "That's my VIP privilege! What's the problem?"

Xiao Chi still retains the program priority thinking, after a second thought, he nodded and said: "No problem, you talk about the high reward."

Ji Chenxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked tentatively, "Then am I still a VIP now?"

"...Well." Xiao Chi nodded hesitantly, after all, providing accommodation, food and clothing, isn't it just another form of "reward"?

Ji Chenxuan's upper body leaned forward slightly, with one hand resting on his cheek, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, as if regaining control of the initiative in business negotiations: "So, I can still exercise my privilege?"

"...Huh?" Xiao Chi always felt that something was wrong.

"Then it's settled." Ji Chenxuan smiled lowly, accepted as soon as it was good, and continued to eat again.

"???" What's the deal?

Seeing him in a daze, Ji Chenxuan put a large piece of braised pork into the other's bowl, and said nonchalantly, "Hurry up and eat, you will be exhausted from tomorrow."

"Oh." Xiao Chi was easily diverted from the topic, Ji Chenxuan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as if he had succeeded, and then quickly flattened.

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The next day, the sky was clear.

Hailan Cube Hotel has the most well-equipped cultural and sports training incubation center in the whole of Beidu. It is far away from the busy city, quiet and quiet, and is the first choice for many artists' closed training.

Of course, the price is also the most expensive.However, Xiao Chi, who made a net profit of 100 million from "Farewell to the Past" in the second round of voting, finally did not seem too stretched.

As soon as he checked in, before his luggage could be stuffed into the closet, Xiao Chi was hurriedly carried by Liu Bing to the training hall.

As soon as he entered the door, three men and a woman sitting on the sectional sofa in the room immediately looked over, and looked Xiao Chi up and down with appreciative eyes.

Liu Bing introduced to both sides with a relaxed expression: "This is the newcomer I am leading now, Xiao Chen, how is it, isn't he a good foundation?"

He turned to Xiao Chi again, and introduced from left to right: "This is Professor Fang Ming, a national-level vocal music coach, Qi Ge, a well-known master of lyrics and music, Lan Xi, the arranger of the champion of the last Star Show, this Ms. Lian Xin used to be the exclusive choreographer teacher for several top singing and dancing stars, oh, and Ms. Zhang Mengmeng was the former leader of Xie Ting's service group, but I worked hard to find it."

They were all well-known bigwigs from all walks of life, and Xiao Chi didn't know any of them, but politely shook hands and greeted everyone one by one.

Perhaps it was because of the disparity in status, the expressions of several big bosses were indifferent, they were neither enthusiastic nor disgusted with Xiao Chi, obviously they only agreed to come to help out because of Liu Bing's face.

Skipping the pleasantries, Liu Bing quickly entered the state of preparation for battle. According to the plan, he skillfully assigned tasks to everyone: vocal training in the morning, discussion on the adaptation of lyrics and music at noon, performance and dance training in the afternoon, and costume testing in the evening.

"It's only 7 days to the finals, no, it's 6 days and 14 hours, not a single minute is wasted!"

Liu Bing rolled up the timetable in his hand and slapped it on the palm of his hand, with a stern look on his brows: "Not only you are training here, as far as I know, there are also several opponents in this hotel Here, the No.1 one is called House Chang, he is also an all-around player, and he poses a great threat to you."

"You absolutely can't just rely on your talent to slack off. If I find you slacking off this week, hum!" Liu Bing narrowed her eyes, smiled coldly, and made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Xiao Chi looked solemn, and nodded seriously: "I see."

Devil closed training, officially launched!

Originally, Fang Ming didn't pay too much attention to the competition of a mere talent show. It was purely out of favor, so he came to help Liu Bing. By the way, he just wanted to take a long vacation for himself and relax in the hotel.

He had just finished his breakfast in the dining room, walked around the garden to digest his food, and then came to the vocal music training room. When he entered the door, he did not expect Xiao Chi to be waiting inside.

Fang Ming pushed his black-rimmed glasses and nodded calmly at him: "Morning, young man. Liu Bing told me about your situation in advance, saying that you can maintain high-quality high-pitched output of 50 while singing and dancing." Seconds? Well, he is like this, he likes to exaggerate, anyway, let's start with breath training."

After that, he took a uniquely shaped candle holder from the drawer, a thin piece of paper, lit the candle and placed it on the drawer. He pressed the paper against the wall with one hand and waved to him: "That Xiao, what's the matter? Come here, let's try first."

"Xiao Chen." Xiao Chi silently reminded.

"Hey, have you seen these two things? I'll let go later, and you blow on the paper on the wall, be careful to keep the breath output absolutely stable and continuous, neither light nor heavy, and the paper can't fall, if it falls You have to start again, the candle cannot be extinguished, and you have to start again after it is extinguished, understand?"

"I understand." Xiao Chi had never tried this kind of training method before, and his face was full of novelty, showing eagerness to try.

Fang Ming said: "Then I'll let go. I'll keep track of the time, and the minimum duration of each session should not be less than 20 seconds, otherwise..."

Xiao Chi answered casually: "Otherwise, do it all over again, I understand."

The moment Fang Ming let go, Xiao Chi left and blew on the white paper on the wall, who knew that his breath was too strong, and within a short while, the candle was extinguished.

Looking at the doubt and annoyance on the other party's face, Fang Ming seemed to have expected it, and smiled secretly: "Young man, don't be impatient, it's normal that you can't control your strength for the first time, just try a few more times and you'll—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Chi quickly relighted the candle and blew again.

The long and light breath continuously washes over the thin paper, like an invisible net, tightly sticking it to the wall.

The bright yellow candlelight was flickering under the lips. At a distance not too close or far away, the airflow played with the candlelight mischievously, but no matter how it was shaken, it just refused to go out.

Ten seconds... 20 seconds...

Professor Fang Ming counted silently to the stopwatch. When he counted to 30 seconds, he looked up at Xiao Chi in surprise. When he counted to 40 seconds, his expression changed from surprise to appreciation.

The second hand keeps ticking, 45 seconds... 50 seconds!The white paper still hasn't fallen off, and the candle is burning brightly!

Xiao Chi maintains an upright posture with his stomach retracted, as standard as a perfect sculpture.

The expression on Professor Fang Ming's face gradually froze, his copper-bell-sized eyes widened... Are this guy's lungs bellows? !

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Xiao Chi didn't know what he didn't do well, and when the training in the morning ended, he was immediately kicked out by the professor, expressing that he wanted to be alone.

He scratched his head inexplicably, and took a break after lunch. The big songwriter said he didn't want to be disturbed when he was composing, so he turned him away. Xiao Chi had no choice but to come to the dance room according to the schedule and start the afternoon training.

Besides him, there were several backup dancers in the dance room, all of whom were carefully selected by Liu Bing. All of them had soft waists and good skills. One, let him choose.

Choreographer Lian Xin has already come up with a set of preliminary dance moves, waiting for them to practice and try, and then slowly revise according to the visual effect.

The projection screen was playing dance music and lead dancers, Lian Xin glanced at Xiao Chi lightly, and emphasized emphatically: "Everyone, remember that in a team, we are a whole, and as long as one person in a group dance is uncoordinated, the audience will notice it very clearly." , Therefore, the training of our dance group adopts the continuous sitting system. If one person can't dance well, everyone will accompany and continue to practice until all pass!"

The backup dancers looked at each other, with worries and dissatisfaction in each other's eyes. As professional backup dancers, the most common thing they encountered was that the artistes did not cooperate, either complaining or calling for a break.

——It's over now, I don't know how much time I will spend here with this newcomer!

Seeing that Xiao Chi didn't raise any objections, Lian Xin clapped his hands together: "Let's start! For the next afternoon, we can't stop for a minute, and no one is allowed to be lazy!"

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An hour later, Xiao Chi's efficient learning ability has allowed him to control the whole set of movements freely.

Lian Xin patted him on the shoulder in relief: "You have a good talent, please persevere."

Another hour passed, a thin layer of sweat oozes from Xiao Chi's forehead, his movements are still standard and smooth, but a few backup dancers started to stop, wanting to rest.

Another hour, Xiao Chi was still practicing, like a tireless perpetual motion machine, while the other backup dancers - all were so tired that they lay down!

Lian Xin wiped the sweat from her brow: "Student Xiao, then, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

Xiao Chi pulled up the sides of the overly wide T-shirt, tied it around his waist with a knot, shook his head lightly to shake off the sweat, but his face was smiling brightly: "I'm not tired, I'm okay! "

"..." You are not tired, we are tired!

Xiao Chi looked around everyone's faces suspiciously, and tilted his head: "Didn't you say that you can practice all afternoon? Are you all dead?"

His innocent eyes were like a small leather whip, lashing at everyone's hearts, as if he was condemning their consciences, Lianxin wanted to cry without tears—God, those words were just words!

Fortunately, Lianxin found Liu Bing, who saved everyone in dire straits.

Looking at the dancers lying on the ground limp into a puddle of mud, and the choreographer with a tired face, the corners of Liu Bing's mouth twitched: "I really admire you."

After the strenuous exercise, Xiao Chi's face was flushed, he blinked his slender eyelashes, and smiled shyly: "Actually, I can still..."

"No, you shut up. Please be human!"

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After a whole day of training, Xiao Chi went back to his room to take a shower, and came out wrapped in a bathrobe, feeling refreshed.

I originally booked a business room, but after checking in, I found out that it was inexplicably changed into a suite.

And the man who was supposed to live next door was sitting on the sofa in the living room at the moment, with a stack of documents spread out in his hands. When he heard Xiao Chi's footsteps, without raising his eyes, he took a sip of coffee and said calmly : "How did you practice today?"

"Very good, but why do you have the key card of my room?" Xiao Chi sat down on the single sofa opposite.

I didn't notice it when I was walking before, but now when the leg muscles relax, I feel a tingling feeling, which spreads up the calf muscles.

Xiao Chi frowned and squeezed his legs silently.

"Because I booked this suite, and I've never been used to living in a business room." Ji Chenxuan replied calmly. He kept paying attention to the other party from the corner of his eyes. Seeing his movements, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"

"It's okay, I'm a little sour, maybe it's because I danced for too long in the afternoon." Xiao Chi yawned lazily, "The dance teacher said that you are not allowed to stop in the afternoon, but for some reason, everyone stopped, and It's weird to look at me."

"Why are you so honest!" Ji Chenxuan frowned, and gave him a reproachful look, like a worried old father.

"Come here." He threw the unfinished documents aside, patted his thigh, and was about to say I'll rub it for you——

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chi followed his instructions, sat down on his lap, and looked at him strangely: "You don't have much meat on your legs, it's a bit tight."

The good sofa does not allow people to sit on it, so you have to sit here, really!

"..."