Blind box talent show opens a white moonlight

Chapter 90 Mentor

"Bole is much harder to encounter than a thousand-mile horse."

After stepping out of the high-speed train carriage, Chu Yufan looked back subconsciously, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

This was his first trip in this world, but he just went to a nearby city and met friends who he hadn't seen for a while, but he seemed to be alive again.

This carriage seems to be a passage connecting memory and reality. If he takes another step forward, everything will return to the original point, and nothing has happened.

Looking down at the half bag of cold siomai in his hand, Chu Yufan suddenly laughed and did what he wanted to do, wouldn't it be fine.

On the train, Ren Yubo received a message from a classmate about an on-campus recruitment presentation, and disappeared as soon as the train stopped.

Zhou Siqi turned his head and found that he hadn't followed, so he quickly turned to look for him, and saw the little beauty at the door of the carriage smiling at the empty bag.

"Didn't you eat your stomach badly?!"

Zhou Siqi looked worried. He had never seen Chu Yufan eat so much spicy food. Thinking of his experience of getting gastroenteritis from Tang Xiaozhu's half-pack of expired spicy sticks, he was very worried about Chu Yufan's stomach motility.

And when I think of the garlic smell in my mouth when I kiss, I need to bear it.

Just as Chu Yufan was about to open his mouth, Zhou Siqi stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, and the faint scent of mint permeated his mouth.

"You pretend." Zhou Siqi put the small iron box in his hand, looked at his outfit and messy hair that he hadn't changed since yesterday, and wondered whether he should go home first.

No one expected that the high-speed rail would be delayed because someone was flying a kite nearby, the wind was too strong, the rope broke, and the kite was entangled in the catenary.

As a result, he was late for an entire hour. If he changed his clothes after returning home, Chu Yufan would probably be late for the song recording in the afternoon.

This time it was a job opportunity that fell from the sky. Chen Sheng, a former masturbation tutor and famous music producer, planned an album, and actually asked Weilan to buy the copyright of several original songs by Chu Yufan in the show. After the adaptation, he even invited Chu Yufan Participate in the recording.

There are a lot of masturbation groups on the Internet, fans of Typhoon Tian's group scolded Chen Sheng for being biased, and his own son ignored him, but they never forgot about the eliminated players, fearing that there was something shady!

But the actual situation was just the opposite. After the show ended, both of them received many invitations to be directors of similar talent shows. Huo Wenjun asked them for their opinions, and they basically declined.

The draft has never been a stage where pure talent can be applauded.

But Huo Wenjun also didn't want these two people to develop into pure singers, because this career was too unstable, so Huo Wenjun talked with him for half an hour in Chen Sheng's first invitation. Finally agreed to take the job.

Because Chen Sheng said something that Chu Yufan was the most talented musician he had ever seen. If he was buried, it would be a pity for music lovers.

With sugar under the tip of his tongue, Chu Yufan pursed his lips slightly, and said vaguely, "I'll go directly..."

"Brother?!" A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind, Chu Yufan was tongue-tied, and mints fell out of his mouth.

Zhou Siqi didn't expect that this irrelevant title had anything to do with him, so seeing Chu Yufan lower his eyes, he paused for a while, then turned to look at the girl who called him.

Following his gaze, the girl on the platform not far away looked like a middle school student, Zhou Siqi was shocked, the two were not the same at all, where did the younger sister come from?

"His sister." Feeling Zhou Siqi's surprise, Chu Yufan bit his lip.

oh.Zhou Siqi instantly understood who this "he" was.

The short, chubby girl hesitated, ran towards them with small steps, and stood three steps away from Chu Yufan, holding on to the belt of her schoolbag.

"Brother, it's really you." The girl's voice was pleasant, as soft as cotton candy.

Chu Yufan didn't know what to say, in fact he didn't have much impression of this younger sister.When he woke up three years ago, his younger sister was in a boarding junior high school and rarely went home, and the two of them hardly spoke.

Seeing his silence, the girl showed a disappointed expression, "Brother, then I'm leaving."

When she was very young, she liked to be taken out to play by her beautiful brother. Everyone would praise her for being cute when they saw them. When she grew up, she realized that she was not cute. What adults praised was her brother. , but, anyway, it is my brother, and I am as happy to praise him as I am to praise myself.

Until she was ten years old, one day her mother finished scolding her brother, then turned to her and said, "Wild children just don't know how to raise them."

From that day on, her mother prevented her from getting close to her brother, and she slowly learned from others that her brother was not her own.

And my mother was not very kind to my brother, because at the beginning I suspected that Chu Yufan was a child that his father secretly gave birth to outside, until Chu Yufan's facial features became more and more beautiful, and finally let go of the hanging heart, toad|虎(ha)|toad It is true that white swans cannot be born.

The two stalemate for a while, the girl draws circles on the ground with her toes, the car will soon enter the station, and she has to get on the opposite platform.

Chu Yufan "uh" for a while, thinking of the intimate scene of Tang Xiaozhu fighting with his sister, did he pick up too indifferent towards his sister?

"That..." Chu Yufan lowered his head, looked at the small whirlpool above his sister's head, and said with difficulty, "You, do you have enough money?"

"Brother," the girl raised her eyes and met his gaze, with a cute and serious expression, "You really don't need to pay me for tuition, you really don't owe our family, I will lend you the money, and when I can I will pay you back when I earn money."

Although Mom didn't say anything, she knew that the tuition fees for a large private high school that appeared out of thin air were not something their family could afford.

She took another step forward, and Chu Yufan stiffened his back, resisting the urge to step back.

"Brother, I watched your show, you sing really well, I will always support you!"

After saying this, the girl's face turned red, she clenched her fists and made a gesture of cheering. After she finished, she hurriedly stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran back to the platform where she was standing just now.

Chu Yufan stayed there for a long time, and heard Zhou Siqi laughing beside him, "Your sister is quite cute." He froze for a moment, realizing that it was a compliment.

Then Zhou Siqi dragged him out of the station, and Zhou Siqi stuffed him into a queued taxi.

Chu Yufan was a little dazed, he had read "his" diary, and the happy episodes recorded in it were all related to this sister, but compared to the painful part, it still didn't ignite "his" courage to live.

He remembered his younger sister's round face, and something soft was sprouting in his heart.

"Money..." Chu Yufan wasn't sure if Zhou Siqi had heard his sister talk about tuition fees.

After the show ended, he transferred most of the balance in his bank account to his adoptive father, and it may be for this reason that the family has never seen him again.Although he thought it was good, Zhou Siqi was paying for the household in most cases.

Zhou Siqi reached into the car window and scratched his nose. A cold feeling spread from the tip of his nose, "You can do whatever you want, say what you want to say, don't worry too much about it."

"Master, please turn up the air conditioner." Zhou Siqi gave the driver an address, and after the car drove out, he turned around and walked in the other direction. Zhou Siyi said he had something to ask and arranged for the driver to pick him up at the station.

To be on the safe side, he still couldn't let his brother have any chance to get close to Chu Yufan.

When he arrived at the recording studio, Chu Yufan bowed his head and apologized to the staff waiting for him at the door, who wrinkled his nose imperceptibly, and led him in.

Chu Yufan walked behind, took out the small iron box from his pocket, poured half a box of mints into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged.

Looking not far ahead from the corner of the eye, Chen Sheng had a stinky face, as if he was arguing with someone inside.

Chu Yufan was a little nervous, thinking it was because he was late, swallowed with a gulp, his Adam's apple flipped up and down, a few mints slipped into his esophagus, the cold feeling slipped from his throat all the way to his chest, and his neck swelled, Almost threw up.

As soon as Chen Sheng raised his head, he saw Chu Yufan's eyes were reddish, with tears in the corners of his eyes, the pear blossoms were raining, his heart was pulled hard, and a mouthful of hot tea was sprayed on the face of the person opposite him.

The man screamed, "Damn dwarf, I just made Remaji, it's very expensive."

The voice was very familiar, Chu Yufan raised his eyes, it was indeed Han Yu, the former masturbation mentor.

Han Yu looked at him with a half-smile, "Long time no see." He calmly grabbed Chen Sheng's sleeve and wiped his face, Chen Sheng looked indifferent.

Chu Yufan was dumbfounded, oh my god, these two people are like fighting cocks on the show, but the relationship between the two is not so good right now.

Are the fictitious friends and imaginary enemies in the entertainment circle all staged?

"Okay, don't be afraid of him, he's just here to help." Chen Sheng could tell at a glance that Chu Yufan was a little wary of Han Yu, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who told Han Yu's mentor script to "deliberately make things difficult for the contestants", The script of "Bang Jing" was written by Chen Sheng.

Han Yu sniffled, "Have you eaten a peerless duck neck?"

Chu Yufan held his forehead, did he get rhinitis from Zhou Siqi, why couldn't he smell it?

Han Yu: "It's too boring, and I won't bring some to the instructor."

Chu Yufan trembled, took out an unopened paper bag from his backpack, put it in front of Han Yu, and pushed it towards him with his fingers.

I thought that Tang Xiaozhu really hit the spot, "Bring more, in case someone else likes it."

Han Yu's eyes were fierce, and he was about to open the paper bag.

Chen Sheng, who was adjusting the equipment over there, swept over with murderous eyes, "Is it a bit self-conscious of a singer, okay?!" Flying forward, he confiscated the bag of duck necks.

As soon as he turned around, he felt heartbroken towards Chu Yufan, "Don't imitate him, don't protect your voice, eat snacks indiscriminately, you can't sing even if you want to sing in the end."

Chu Yufan's face was stiff, he wanted to bow his head but felt it was impolite, so he stood there dryly.

Han Yu said sarcastic words beside him, "This kid is so good-looking, why does he have to be a singer, just shoot a movie..."

Chen Sheng slapped him. Han Yu was quite tall, but he was beaten to the ground by the thin Chen Sheng, but he didn't fight back.

"Chu Yufan, let me tell you, your voice and your absolute pitch are unique, so don't waste them."

Chen Sheng said a lot.

From his words, Chu Yufan heard something that he had never heard before.

Pity?Or is it expected?

Han Yu sighed, picked up the thermos cup Chen Sheng put on the table, took a sip, thoughtful.

There were only two songs in total, and Chu Yufan recorded them for almost nine hours. Chen Sheng repeatedly deliberated on every section, every transition, including the articulation, and Han Yu turned his singing skills upside down.

Chu Yufan suddenly had a new idea in the middle, and Chen Sheng started to change it immediately after hearing it, and Han Yu also helped him with the harmony.

Chen Sheng found all the musical instruments he thought of, and gave up the synthesizer.

Three hungry people squatted at the door of the recording studio to eat lunch, and the staff inside were still busy.

In the end, Chu Yufan found out that Han Yu was really here to help.

Chu Yufan suddenly felt very happy, and the corners of his mouth widened.Seeing that Han Yu stole the duck neck hidden by Chen Sheng at some point, he chewed it with gusto.

Chu Yufan turned his head quickly, oh, Chen Sheng ran into the recording studio again.

"He put the treasure on you." Han Yu wiped his shiny mouth.

Chu Yufan put down his lunch box and looked up at him.

Han Yu sighed. He and Chen Sheng were born at the same time. They both wanted to be professional musicians, and they wanted to rewrite the history of music.

"In the end, we were the ones who were changed, but he never gave up."

As veterans in the industry, they put down their bodies to participate in the talent show because of selfishness, and wanted to see if there were any seedlings among the newcomers who could be helped.

I have gone through the rain of swords, guns and swords, isn't it just to help the young people to become what they really want to be.

However, although Chen Sheng had a deep impression of Chu Yufan at the time, he didn't know why he let it go, but recently he talked to Han Yu about asking Chu Yufan to record songs and asked him to help guide newcomers.

"That's because you didn't hear their band perform!"

Thunder exploded above his head, Chu Yufan gasped, and the lunch box fell from his hand.

"Last time at school, the Blind Box band, I read it right, it was you guys."

Chen Sheng leaned against the wall, keeping his expression on his face, the faint arrogance and pride in his brows and eyes was the same as decades ago.

"Ouch."

In the next second, half of the ceiling above his head fell and hit him on the head.