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Chapter 24 Count the wrinkles on your mother's face

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for winning the first round of performance championship, and getting three bronze treasure chests as rewards."

Early the next morning, Qi Ji was woken up by the system in a daze.

"I took No.1 last night, and you only realized it this morning!" Qi Ji complained mercilessly about the system.

There are three more bronze treasure chests.

But considering that I got the piano piece before... and I'm still good at it.

Qi Ji felt that he was definitely not Ouhuang, so the three treasure chests were not opened for the time being.

So he got up straight away and brushed his teeth with a glass of water.

At this time, many trainees woke up.

We have lived happily together for so long, and we are basically familiar with each other.

Wan Bin happened to be there too.

His electric toothbrush sizzles.

Qi Ji squeezed out the toothpaste to cover the entire surface of the toothbrush.

"Although you won the first place, you can't go far behind. This is an idol's stage. You can't dance, and you can't do it all the time." Wan Bin turned off the microphone hanging on his body, and then said.

Qi Ji took a look at him and thought there was something wrong with this guy, right?
After all, this product is a double-cooked meat, right?

Don't understand the truth of talking too much?

Didn't know there were cameras everywhere on the show?
"You don't need to look at me like that, I just look down on you who go through the back door like this. We practiced so hard for so many years, and finally got a chance, but you came to pick it up for nothing?"

Wan Bin continued to provoke Qi Ji.

What he wanted was a picture of Qi Ji losing control at the scene.

As long as Qi Ji loses his mind, he has many ways to put the video on the Internet.

But Qi Ji ignored him at all.

Qi Ji gulped and rinsed his mouth, and a trainee also came in at this time.

Wan Bin silently turned on his microphone again: "Brother, although I lost to you, my second husband will not admit defeat!"

A smile appeared on the kid's face immediately.

Damn, there are two faces.

Qi Ji glared at him, then smiled: "You're quite naive."

Then Qi Ji held up his cup, hummed a song, went out, took some steamed stuffed buns and soy milk from the restaurant's food for S-level players, and ate with relish.

It was already past nine o'clock, and it was time for the trainees to communicate with their families.

Qi Ji took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's video.

The video rang for less than three seconds before being picked up by the opposite party.

Seven or eight familiar faces are on the opposite side of the camera.

They are all relatives of Lao Qi's family.

"I'm coming!!"

"Connected, connected!!"

"Haha! Qi Ji, you've become a big star!!"

"Qi Ji, you kid must behave well! Don't embarrass the old Qi family!"

Seven aunts and eight aunts have already begun to get excited opposite the camera.

Qi Ji was a little speechless.

Obviously, at this moment, the program team has already informed the parents.

You can tell when you see that your parents are very formally dressed.

"Mom and Dad, Third Aunt, Aunt... Brother..."

Qi Ji called out one by one.

The people in the opposite circle smiled.

In the end, Dad Qi, whose big face occupied almost half of the screen, looked at the screen and said very seriously: "We have no objection to your participation in this program. The first episode of "Youth Hua Guo Shuo" was also very good. In my class, I have recommended it to the students. Remember, your path must not be crooked..."

Dad Qi started his long speech.

He is a Chinese teacher in high school and has a natural interest in teaching and educating people.

Originally, Qi Ji participated in the so-called "Natural Idol" with him, but it was really not on the stage.

But after being dragged by Qi Ma and watching the first episode of Qi Ji's performance, Qi Dad changed his temper. He liked "Youth Hua Guo Shuo" very much.

Especially the lyrics.

In the past week, he has talked about this lyrics more than once in class.

But he didn't say that Qi Ji was his son.

Just to say that the lyrics of this song are great.

This operation won the unanimous favor of his students.

The students never imagined that Lao Qi, an old man, would still watch the draft?

This shortened the distance between Teacher Qi and the students a lot.

The entire video call lasted for half an hour. In the end, Qi Ji, with the blessings of Lao Qi's family members, promised that he would make it to the finals!
After hanging up the phone, Qi Ji realized that beside him, all the trainees were talking to their parents.

Several of them cried.

They are all young men around 20 years old, and they don't know how true or false the crying scene is at the moment.

Anyway, just crying.

While nibbling on corn cobs, Li Shaocheng was laughing and joking with his girlfriend opposite the camera.

This scene really surprised Qi Ji.

You're here to participate in an idol development program, and you actually have a girlfriend?

And still so aboveboard?

No wonder you can't get out!
At this time.

Qi Ji's gaze fell to the corner, where Chang Jie was eating his breakfast in silence.

He was the only one in the whole place, and he didn't talk to his family members.

Qi Ji walked over and brought him a bottle of milk: "I feel sick to my stomach after eating steamed buns, drink some milk."

Chang Jie glanced at Qi Ji, took the milk, and finished it in one gulp.

"Why don't you talk to your family? The program team needs to record material!" Qi Ji asked.

In the background, Wang Zhe, who was staring at the monitor, wanted to applaud Qi Ji right now.

He had already seen that Chang Jie's condition was not right.

And judging from the information he received, Chang Jie is a single-parent family with only one mother.

But he has a bad relationship with his mother.

So today Chang Jie looks like he doesn't intend to contact his mother anymore.

So Wang Zhe couldn't wait to go up and have a chat with Chang Jie.

Dig a little deeper, this is the story!

But it's not easy for him to go directly.

So Qi Ji went up, and the moment he opened his mouth, he poked at the vitals.

This is what Wang Zhe likes most as a director.

Hearing Qi Ji's question, Chang Jie shook his head and said, "It's not interesting, just smirk at the camera and look like a harmonious family?"

Qi Ji wondered if the kid was stupid playing the piano when he was a child, but he couldn't say anything more, so he patted Chang Jie on the back.

Chang Jie pursed his lips, his eyes swept over everyone one by one.

Everyone is chatting with their parents and relatives.

Qi Ji took out his mobile phone, took out his family portrait inside, and pointed to his parents: "My parents are both teachers, and they seldom cared about me when I was young, but today I looked at them, and suddenly realized... It seems that I haven't looked at them carefully for a long time, I think you should count how many wrinkles are on your mother's face."

Chang Jie glared at Qi Ji, was silent for a moment, then took out his mobile phone, and sneaked into a corner, a place out of reach of the camera.

Qi Ji put away his fatherly gaze in relief.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps going.

Young people today don't understand this truth at all.

When I should spend more time with my parents, I missed too much.

At this time.

Qi Ji's cell phone received a message.

It was sent by Zhao Qingke.

(End of this chapter)