Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 11
Yuan Cheng’s talent and ability is obvious to all, yet Yuan Cheng’s mentor is not very enthusiastic about this student.
Because Yuan Cheng himself has a small problem, stage fright.
Yuan Cheng, in his private life, plays music with his classmates high to the sky, his level is first-class, and his mentor has also given him the opportunity to perform, but he comes with a natural wimpy temperament, every time he goes on stage, vibrato is often out of tune, even in the graduation solo concert held by every graduate, he is also a mediocre performance.
It is no wonder that the mentor did not take care of Yuan Cheng.
For a teacher, instead of watching a diamond doomed to dust and unable to shine, it is better to close your eyes and not look.
The good thing is that Yuan Cheng himself doesn’t really like to show his face, besides, his family background is there, if there was no Baihua Yang, he would have been able to hide behind the scenes and play music happily for the rest of his life.
If it was the real Yuan Cheng, he would have been so nervous that he couldn’t close his eyes half the night when he heard the audition.
Xiaochi Chi calmly made himself a vegetable salad and called Jian Cheng to tell him that he had received an audition notice.
061 asked him, “Not nervous?”
“I’m thick-skinned.” Xiaochi Chi said, “Also, I’m a model by trade. You know that, right?”
061: “Hmm.”
“It takes a lot of reactions to be in this business,” Xiaochi Chi says. Xiaochi Chi says, “When I was 17, I went on a runway show and the theme was fur, and I came out third in line. Some animal rights group somehow got in and stopped the protest. They jumped on the runway, pulled banners, blocked the models, shouted, and read poems and speeches, which was very lively. It was a very lively time, and I was just in time to go on stage. I had just taken a few steps on the runway when they all came up.”
061 asked, “And then what.”
“I could have turned around and rushed backstage, but if I did that, the rhythm of the subsequent show would have been all messed up and a show would have fallen apart all together.” Xiaochi Chi takes a fork and sticks up a small tomato, “These people have their own beliefs and ideas, and that’s fine. But I get paid by the organizers, so I have to help people get the show done. It’s professional ethics.”
Immediately after, he commented on tomorrow’s audition, “Small scene, no fudge.”
061 thought it sounded pretty exciting.
After he reads to Xiaochi Chi in the evening, he can go to 023 to find out if there is any live video of this segment.
This evening, 061 read to Xiaochi Chi from the book China Geography.
Xiaochi Chi fell asleep before 061 could finish the names of China’s places and rivers.
061 Smiley.
Xiaochi Chi’s report card shows that he was second to last in politics and first to last in geography.
This ranking proved to be very scientific, as Xiaochi Chi slept ten minutes faster than if he had said “matter determines consciousness”.
Xiaochi Chi still had a light sleep, but it was enough for him.
When he woke up, he felt so energized that he could even go help Yuan Cheng give a concert.
At 7:30, Xiaochi Chi cleaned himself up and went downstairs.
Jian Cheng picked him up to audition, leaned against the car waiting for him, saw him wearing a white washed denim jacket, revealing a clean slender hands and necks, eyebrows jumped.
Before he can say anything, Xiaochi Chi slips into the back seat, rubbing her palms together: “It’s cold, it’s cold.”
Jian Cheng spat and got into the driver’s seat: “Pretty good at picking a spot, this boss.”
Xiaochi Chi pushed the back of his chair, “Driver Cheng, drive.”
Jian Cheng took off his jacket and threw it into the back seat, covering Xiaochi Chi’s face: “Hold it for me.”
Xiaochi Chi put his jacket into a ball and used it to warm his hands with his body heat.
Jian Cheng glanced at the rear-view mirror: “You are not aware that this dress is expensive?”
Xiaochi Chi warmed his hands without moving and said brazenly, “Just use me as a coat hanger.”
Jian Cheng : “Pfft …… cough.”
He had rarely seen his brother so lively.
This is a good thing, but Jian Cheng feels like he’s swallowing a fly when he thinks that Baihua Yang brought about this change.
He doesn’t mind his brother’s sexuality, what he does mind is Baihua Yang as a person.
Yes, Baihua Yang is hard-working, capable of working hard, and gentle with his brother, but in his heart, his relatives all rank ahead of Yuan Cheng.
Jian Cheng admits that it was not easy for the Yang family to beg for food from the nooks and crannies of the mountains to provide for Baihua Yang.
However, because of this, the Yang family is Baihua Yang’s “own people”, and Yuan Cheng, who has a sincere heart, is still an “outsider” no matter how he is treated.
If there is no conflict, then it is strange that Baihua Yang can protect Yuan Cheng.
It’s just that the onlookers can’t lend their eyes to the authorities, Jian Cheng has a lot of reasoning, but no one listens to it, so it’s hard not to get angry.
Jian Cheng could only seize this brief opportunity to probe, “How are you and Baihua Yang doing? Has he told his parents about you?”
Xiaochi Chi shook his head, and his expression could not hide his despondency.
Jian Cheng exhaled a breath and held back the phrase “fuck me”.
He said, “He doesn’t want his parents to know you exist, and don’t tell me you don’t know what that means.”
Xiaochi Chi twitched his nose and did not answer.
Jian Cheng did not understand: “What’s so great about him?” Although they are more or less imprinted by their families of origin, they are at least like men who dare to act.
Xiaochi Chi would like to say that I don’t quite understand what’s so great about him, and the only thing that amazes me about what he did to Yuan Cheng is that a pile of garbage can be stacked as high as one meter eight.
However, Yuan Cheng was too much in love before, and Xiaochi Chi could not break his persona.
So he made a deep feeling and said, “There is a man who earns 10,000 yuan a month and is only willing to spend a thousand for you; another man who earns a thousand yuan a month but is willing to spend 999 yuan for you. Brother, if it’s you, which one do you choose?”
Xiaochi Chi felt that the halo of his saintly father was glowing on top of his head, and he could perform a show with love and power.
061, who was quietly listening, was smoked by this expired rancid chicken soup.
Jian Cheng tensed a face: “Well, he has a thousand dollars, to you to spend nine hundred and ninety-nine, leaving a dollar, you two open mouth to drink a month of northwest wind.”
Xiaochi Chi thought, “Comrade Kiang, although I agree with your theory, if I were Yuan Cheng, you would have killed the conversation by now.
Once the words were out of his mouth, Jian Cheng realized that his brother was not in the right mood and softened his tone: “…… did you have breakfast?”
If it weren’t for the fear of talking too much and affecting Yuan Cheng’s audition status today, Jian Cheng would probably not have let go of this opportunity to give his brother a lesson in brainwashing.
Xiaochi Chi’s spirit wilted all the way downstairs to Nebula Entertainment. From a distance, he saw two people standing in the cold wind to greet him, looking at their age and clothing, they were not assistants, but at least assistant directors.
Xiaochi Chi communicated with the system, “This is not the usual treatment for auditioning singers.”
061 said, “This is the treatment of the second young master of the Cheng family.”
Jian Cheng also opened his mouth at the right time, encouraging his brother, “Cheer up, don’t be nervous.”
Before Xiaochi Chi had a chance to thank Jian Cheng for his rare thoughtfulness, he continued, “I’ve already said hello to someone. You can just sing whatever you want.”
Jian Cheng is well aware of his brother’s wimpy virtue in such formal occasions, so he has greeted people well in advance.
This fixation is fed with high quality and quantity, and a little choking.
One can imagine how Yuan Cheng would feel if he were here.
Xiaochi Chi sighed, “Mr. Six, when can we offer a language arts study course for my brother?”
061: “……???” Who is the sixth teacher.
Xiaochi Chi said sadly, “He’s easy to beat when he talks like that.”
However, Xiaochi Chi’s entire being stabilized when he entered the audition room.
Like Huan Tang’s Cloud City Entertainment, Nebula Entertainment has a vast entertainment network with numerous subsidiaries involved in all aspects of the entertainment industry, including music, film and television, and Flying Fox Music is one of its main signatures, and Xiaochi Chi’s interview was conducted by two assistant directors of Flying Fox Music and a music producer. The interview was conducted by Xiaochi Chi with two assistant directors and a music producer of Flying Fox Music, which is a big deal.
They started by asking the usual professional questions about music.
These are questions that even a current music student in his sophomore year could answer with ridiculous simplicity.
Xiaochi Chi exclaimed to 061, “This is the first time I’ve experienced the subliminal-rules scene up close.”
061 Smiley.
The situation may seem simple, but in the end it was Xiaochi Chi who made it happen.
All the hosts he has taken are afraid that the world line will go wrong and honestly go through the plot, not even the opportunity to experience the subtle – rules.
Soon, it was time for the audition stage in the audition.
Jian Cheng, who was waiting outside, just one glass wall away from Xiaochi Chi, gestured to the two assistant directors.
They nodded knowingly, but the producer was clearly not too keen on the idea, staring at Xiaochi Chi with a cold face and arms folded since a while ago.
If he hadn’t heard the master tapes and was interested in Xiaochi Chi’s sound, Xiulun Su, the head producer of Flying Fox Music, wouldn’t have come here on purpose.
But the two assistant directors’ admonitions and the childish questions he had just asked had gradually made him lose interest in Xiaochi Chi.
The scene is the life of a singer.
There are too many studio singers to need one more Yuan Cheng.
Xiaochi Chi sat in front of the piano, lifted the lid, and placed his fingers on the black and white keys, his mind as still as water.
He thought, “Yuan Cheng, I’ve done it for you, and now it’s your turn.
In a flash of insight, countless emotions flooded Xiaochi Chi’s mind.
And before being completely taken over by this emotion, Xiaochi Chi opened his mouth and said, “061, use the ‘Single Skill Enhancement’ card.”
061 slightly surprised: “There is no need ……”
Xiaochi Chi put his hands on the piano: “Xiulun Su is in.”
“Who?”
“Yuan Cheng, the gold producer of Flying Fox Music, needs such a person now. So Yuan Cheng must do his best.”
This is a sensible and cold statement, but 061 notes that Xiaochi Chi said “Yuan Cheng”, not “I”.
…… is what Yuan Cheng needs, not what he, Xiaochi Chi, needs.
He knows very well that this talent, this honor, does not belong to him, Xiaochi Chi.
Xiaochi Chi said, “I want Yuan Cheng to see how good his life can be if he uses the cards in his hand well.”
061 had a slight movement in his heart: “Understood.”
He opens his inventory, selects the skill card Xiaochi Chi wants to use, and clicks Use.
Name: Single skill enhancement (experience version)
Duration: 10 minutes
Number of pieces: 1
Quality: Excellent
Type: Single-use items
Exchange points required: 0 (free issue)
Introduction: doubling the original owner’s original advantage play level, like adding tender tofu to the fish head, a thousand rolls, complement each other to get fresh taste.
Xiaochi Chi : “……” This copy makes him suddenly want to eat fish head.
Xiaochi Chi played the first chord after he had collected his mind.
The song he sang was “Language Between Hearts”. Yuan Cheng’s favorite song and the one whose name was copied on the cover of Huan Tang’s CD.
“I would like to be a pillow book, to be read by you carefully ……”
As soon as Yuan Cheng spoke, Xiulun Su sat up straight.
The two assistant directors’ expressions also gradually changed.
One of them listened for a while and looked in amazement at Jian Cheng outside the glass wall, only to find that he was as jaw-dropping as he was.
Yuan Cheng has excellent control over his voice, and his vocal cords are like miraculously enriched, so he doesn’t have to spend time on pitch and tone control to express the emotions he wants to express.
Not to mention that his voice is a fine instrument in its own right.
Xiaochi Chi leaves the performance in Yuan Cheng’s capable hands, while he expresses all the external emotions.
As for the latter, it is Xiaochi Chi’s specialty.
Without any rehearsal, Yuan Cheng improvised the three songs together, making impromptu adjustments to many of the melodies. Yuan Cheng’s “Heartfelt Words” is lilting, “Love You” is lively, and “Autumn Thoughts” is mournful. The three styles of music are progressively blended into one, telling the tragic story of a teenager obsessed with love and lust.
At the end of the song, Xiaochi Chi closed the piano lid, looked up at the glass wall and gave Jian Cheng a light smile with tears.
Jian Cheng doesn’t know music, but this bitter smile of his brother made his heart ache inexplicably.
Xiaochi Chi came out of the scene quickly, but in a few blinks he got his emotions under control and stood up from the piano, “Thank you, teachers.”
When Xiaochi Chi came out of the music room, Jian Cheng embraced him without saying a word and gave him a firm hug.
He also did not know why he did it, only that he felt as if he owed him such a hug, as if …… if not done before it was too late, there was a chance that he could not hug for the rest of his life.
This intimate action was quite normal for the brothers, but 061 noticed that after being embraced, Xiaochi Chi’s muscles instantly stiffened, his body temperature rose abruptly, and his breathing seemed slightly rapid, as if he resisted the contact badly.
The good news is that Jian Cheng only gave him a hug, and Xiaochi Chi was released and quickly returned to normal.
Xiulun Su was so excited that she couldn’t sit still and dragged Xiaochi Chi to discuss his profession with him, while the two directors, knowing they had found a great treasure, almost smiled like a flower and said to Jian Cheng, “Mr. Cheng, you are too modest.”
Jian Cheng struggles to keep the corners of his mouth down.
…… is happy, but has to pretend not to care.
He said with reserved modesty, “Yuan Cheng played okay this time.”
During the conversation, Yuan Cheng’s cell phone, which he had placed in Jian Cheng’s pocket before he went in, buzzed.
He took out his phone, the word “Lao Yang” in capital letters jumped out in front of the screen.
Jian Cheng looked up at his brother, who was having a nice conversation with Xiulun Su.
Jian Cheng hung up the phone with a snap.
For Yuan Cheng’s sake, this is not a good time to take Baihua Yang’s call.
On the other hand, Baihua Yang was holding her busy phone, her face was extremely ugly.
He sent off his parents, third sister and nephew and called Yuan Cheng to ask when he would move back.
…… But how dare he hang up his phone?
