Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

Lin Yao looked deeply at Zhuming, and really wanted to ask him, what kind of accompaniment is "to sleep with him".

But before he could speak, Zhu Ming tilted her head slightly, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Zhu Ming's slightly raised head was pressed against his chin, and the breath from his breath wandered in his throat, covering his neck with damp heat.

Lin Yao's body trembled slightly, surprised at his own changes, and the moment he wanted to get up, he was held in place by a force.

Zhu Ming's hand was still tightly holding the corner of his clothes.

He froze, sighed in his heart and lay back, letting him hold it, and slowly adjusted his posture to prevent himself from touching him.

The two lay sideways facing each other, the hair on the top of Zhuming's head swirled into his eyes, like a huge whirlpool, bewitching his heart and devouring his consciousness.

People online are speculating about their current relationship.After the hot search came out tonight, people who thought the relationship between the two rivals was still tense turned to the moderation faction one after another, and even CP fans who were usually bullied miserably also faintly felt proud.

It's not that Lin Yao doesn't know about it, he just doesn't care, or in other words, he doesn't know much about it.

He and Zhuming have hated each other for the past ten years and have not interfered with each other. Suddenly, one day they are involved in a strange incident and find that the grievances ten years ago are all misunderstandings.

Those things that were originally annoying were nothing but numb illusions under colored glasses. The resentment between the two began to collapse from the cornerstone, and all emotions could not find a foothold for a while.

The current situation made him a little confused.It should be the best ending for Mingming and Zhu Ming to settle their suspicions, but why is there a little bit of dissatisfaction in my heart?There is also something that makes him incomprehensible... the desire that was born out of thin air.

He endured it within a short distance, his heavy breathing fell on the tip of Zhu Ming's hair, and there was a premonition of turbulence in his eyes.

Lin Yao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind, wanting to crazily summon the delicate appearance of Little Ears' chattering in his mind.

But no matter how he thinks about it, every move of the person in front of him is in his mind——

Candle Tea lived here for more than a week, and she almost didn't see her when she looked up.

It was the first time that Lin Yao found out that this person could be so nerdy.The work schedule is very strange. He sleeps until the sun rises every day, and eats breakfast and lunch together.No wonder he lived here without any worries, not at all worried about being discovered by others.

Lin Yao, who couldn't stand it anymore, had no choice but to throw him into the small gym at home, and told him to pay attention to body shape management anyway.

It's good not to mention this matter, with this urging, Zhu Ming will not go out.Eat, sleep, write songs, exercise every day, and compare your abs with yourself when you have nothing to do.

Abs, speaking of abs...

Lin Yao opened his eyes unconsciously, wanting to take a look at his fitness results in the past few days.

What caught the eye was his translucent lips.

It almost took his breath away.

Lin Yao's eyes were red, he raised his hand, and bit the back of his hand.

The wind outside the window is whistling. It is said that there will be another cold wave after the year. The sound of the cold wind hitting the glass window makes one's teeth chatter just by listening to it.Lin Yao's eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the distance, hoping that the cold wind could blow away the heat in the room.

After a long time, Zhuming seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and the hand holding the corner of his clothes gradually lost strength, and his arm slipped down, gently resting on the bed.Lin Yao sighed softly, carefully pulled his body away, turned and went into the bathroom of the guest bedroom.

When he came out, the big brother on the bed was still in the same sleeping position, curled up sideways.

He couldn't help frowning.

This posture is not very good, not to mention that the long-term sleeping position on the left side will oppress the heart, such a baby-like movement itself is a manifestation of insecurity.Little Ear was like this for a while, probably during the time when his mother had just left. After falling asleep, he wanted to hug himself into a ball. Later, his mood gradually improved, and he returned to his unrestrained sleeping position.

How could he feel insecure?Lin Yao couldn't figure out why such a proud person, who has confidence, strength and capital, is still so restless, so that he seems to be a different person after drinking, completely clingy.

It's just that the five-figure clothes on Clingy Jing's body were all wrinkled and instantly attracted Lin Yao's attention. The housework obsessive-compulsive disorder man was suffocated for a while, and seemed to forget his situation just now, so he stepped up to help Mr. Clingy Jing change his pajamas.

……

Helping him fasten the last button, Lin Yao let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to get up to leave when he suddenly felt something soft and warm rubbing against his leg.

Looking over in surprise.

"...you little white-eyed wolf."

In the dark, Wulong climbed onto the bed, got into Zhuming's bed, lay between the two of them, and closed his eyes leisurely.

Lin Yao was speechless.

He has raised cubs for more than 20 years, and he has never seen Wulong be as enthusiastic about anyone as he is about Candle Tea.May I ask who is the master? ? ?

Zhu Ming was in a deep sleep, and couldn't be chased away by the oolong, so Lin Yao gave the dog who didn't know what to do, and left the guest bedroom.

The hallway was quiet except for the ticking of the clock downstairs.

After Lin Yao finished washing, he went downstairs with his pajamas half open to check the doors and windows, made a cup of sober tea, then went to check the ingredients in the refrigerator, and took the frozen meat into the freezer to thaw, so that he could cook it directly tomorrow.

I won't cook too meaty dishes tomorrow. If he is so drunk, he might lose his appetite tomorrow. Why don't he make some soup... He thought, and suddenly stood in the empty living room in a daze.

Apart from Lin You, Zhu Ming is the second person to stay at his house. He has lived here for such a long time, so long... He even thinks it is so natural for Zhu Ming to live here.

Today he used the excuse of driving and resisted in every possible way at the dinner, and finally he was able to replace the wine with tea and survive the drunkenness of those old foxes.

But he obviously didn't drink, why did he feel so drunk?Always think something you shouldn't think, do something you shouldn't do.

He just stood quietly in the living room for a long time, until he was completely sleepy, making him no longer able to think about things related to candle tea, and then he went back to the room.

I thought it was over like this, but at night I had a dream related to candle tea.

It's a dream, but it's more real than a dream.It didn't look like a dream, but rather... entered someone's memory.

The whole dream was shrouded in a layer of old colors. He was standing on a long and narrow road, with a vast expanse of whiteness and mist on both sides. When he reached out to touch it, he realized that it was not smoke, but a high wall.

After he touched the wall again, complex and chaotic patterns suddenly appeared.The pattern is quite familiar, and it is exactly the same as the one on Zhuming's arm, but it is magnified many times, making it look even weirder.

Is this dream also a masterpiece of the life extension system?Lin Yao suppressed the confusion in his heart and looked towards the distance of the road.

There is no end to the front of this road, and the rear...

There was a hundred-foot-high cliff behind him, and when he took a slight step back, bricks and stones fell down.

Lin Yao walked forward without thinking, until he saw an open door.

He stopped, looked in tentatively, and froze in place.

Standing inside the door... was himself, it was Lin Yao.

He saw his young self in front of Yang Fang, confidently expressing that he will lead the team members to perform the debut song very well.

He never forgot that day, his expression was so impeccable, and he was sure of winning that even Mr. Yang praised his calm and reliable temperament compared to his peers.

But only he knew that Lin Yao had no way out at that time.

My father mistakenly believed that a friend's investment failed and stayed at home. My mother left because of self-blame. My little ear was in a state of panic all day long. Apart from living with a radio station, I couldn't return to a normal life.He must win, he must stand out, he is carrying the burden of the whole family, supporting the future of Little Ears.

The youth in the eyes of others is all an illusion, but he has to wear that mask to win people's love, to win the favor of the market and capital, and to do his best to promise a future for himself and the one he loves.

His fans say that he is worthy of being a fan, that he has strong business ability, he works hard, he is upright, he never spreads gossip, and he wholeheartedly responds to fans' love.

That's because they don't know, without these fanatical and heavy love and expectations, he wouldn't be able to get to where he is today.

Bustling and bustling, profits come and go.There is no natural love in this world. His so-called "worthy" is just trying to give back to those who have become his wings and given him strength.

He withdrew his gaze from the boy himself, and suddenly realized that this should be the starting point of Zhuming's resentment towards him.He should be behind this door, and what he heard was his arrogance after stealing the resources.

Lin Yao suddenly became anxious and looked around.Since this is the scene from that year, what about Candle Tea?

He looked behind him, and there was no Zhu Ming on the other side of the cliff.

Turning around, a figure suddenly flashed in front of the road.

His back was bleak and thin, and his steps stumbled, Lin Yao's eyes lit up, and he started to follow, trying to catch up with Zhuming, the Zhuming from back then.

People did not catch up, he stopped in front of another door.

The door was wide open, but he couldn't get in, he could only watch from the outside.

The 16-year-old Zhu Ming was sitting in front of the piano, her eyes were dark.Every time he plays a melody, he writes down a few strokes on paper.This is repeated until the chorus of a song is formed.

Lin Yao was a little obsessed with watching. He had never seen Candle Tea work at such a close distance since his debut. Although everyone was in the same company at that time, he had hardly met face to face. His understanding of Candle Tea was limited to media, video and small ears in the mouth.

He is too familiar with the melody of that chorus—"If and Only If"—and the Candle Tea debut song that they played in the dark.

At that time, Song Yihang, the lead singer of BM, speculated with Lin Daiqiao whether the company deliberately bought the production at a high price in order to create the personality of the creator, saying it was the original Candle Tea.Looking back now, I was really blindly confident and proud.

He watched Candle Tea's creation outside the door. After composing the song, he arranged the music, and after composing the song, he wrote the lyrics. After the song was recorded, he invited a choreographer through the company to study the choreography of the title song.

Lin Yao leaned against the door with folded arms, watching Zhu Ming call the company with great interest, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"I want to make an appointment in the practice room. I can do it at any time. Please tell me which days BM is making an appointment with." Zhu Ming said calmly like a little adult.

That's it, no wonder he felt that he was rarely seen in the company.

How can it be possible to meet people who deliberately avoid all training time of BM and almost avoid appearing at the same time at the company annual meeting?

This clear love and hate not only makes him a little sad, but also inexplicably cute.

While thinking about it, the juvenile candle tea suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes like a puff of smoke.

Lin Yao cursed inwardly, leaning on the wall and walking forward.Just two steps away, he saw another door.The door seemed familiar, like a fire door for emergency exits in a company building.

He was about to try to open the door when suddenly there was a puff of green smoke, and the vanished candle tea reappeared in front of his eyes.This phantom can't see him, and he can't touch this phantom. It seems that phantom is just completing what he has done in the past according to his memory.

Candle Tea in the phantom pushed open the door, and retracted the moment she stepped out.Lin Yao leaned over and looked along the crack of the door...he saw himself again.

If it wasn't for Zhu Ming's unintentional action, he really suspected that this person was his illegitimate fan, the kind who loves to peep outside the door!

He saw himself huddled in the stairwell, smoking a cigarette in a corner where the surveillance cameras couldn't see, sitting on the ground with his legs spread apart, his head raised decadently, and he didn't notice anyone passing by outside the door.

That was his most stressful period of time.

The treatment of the eyes with small ears was not going well, and the situation worsened in the follow-up visits. At first, there was still light perception, but later even the light perception disappeared.

The members of the group always had quarrels for some reason, and the people who were full of smiles in front of the camera pulled their faces down when they returned to the dormitory, exuding hostility all over their bodies.Lin Daiqiao is often distracted, and he doesn't care about the rumors about his love on the Internet. He can't make him confess with emotion and reason, so he can only hide here and sulk all by himself.

That day was also the first time he tried smoking.He heard people say that it can relieve stress, but the taste is not pleasant, the mouth and nasal cavity are stimulated, and the smoky mature feeling in the movie lens makes him feel sick.When he returned home, he was scolded by Lin You, who had a keen sense of smell, which made him never want to touch this thing again in his life.

He got up silently, thinking that Zhu Ming had noticed his ugly appearance, but found that Zhu Ming was sitting by the wall, hugging his knees in silence.

From Lin Yao's point of view, the young him and the young Zhuming were back to back, and there was only a wall between them.

Close at hand, but so far away.

He must also want to find a place to vent, right?Lin Yao thought to himself, what was Zhuming going through at that time?

No one could give him an answer, because the next moment, the candle tea wrapped around his knees disappeared in front of him.

Lin Yao continued to move forward, the steps on his feet seemed to be heavier, the longer he stayed in this dream, the more lost he became, the more he wanted to know about Candle Tea, the more he wanted...to touch that phantom.

This road has no end. He walked forward by leaning on the pattern on the wall, and gradually realized that this was a road that lasted ten years.He couldn't see all the past ten years of candle tea, and the mist on the wall suddenly began to surge, enveloping him.

Lin Yao looked coldly at the white smoke surrounding him, and stood there calmly.

"Your system doesn't sleep well in the middle of the night, what else do you want to play?" He said to himself.

Unexpectedly, a voice answered him: "Let's watch something interesting at the end."

The voice was empty and distant, with a metallic texture, very much like an intelligent voice robot that has not been tuned.

Lin Yao was expressionless: "..."

Heart: Grass, can you really talk?

The thick fog dissipated, and in the vast expanse of whiteness, dazzling bright red suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

He walked over quickly, Zhu Ming was lying in a pool of blood, his fingertips twitched slightly, and his eyes struggled to open.

This scene is so familiar to him, every minute and every second of Christmas Eve is vivid in his memory!

According to memory, he will appear soon, to test his pulse, call an ambulance, and be dragged into the car by him unconsciously... But no, no one appeared in the smoke, only Zhuming was lying on the ground alone, his body gradually cold.

If he wanted to watch Zhu Ming die in front of his eyes like this, he couldn't do it!

As if a hand was pinching his neck, Lin Yao's face paled instantly. He reached out to lift Zhuming from the ground, but he could only penetrate through the shadow, and could not touch the entity at all.

Even though he knew that his eyes were not real, he was so nervous that his back was soaked in sweat.

The breathing of the people on the ground became weaker and weaker, and their mouths were still whispering.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Even Lin Yao didn't realize it, the anger in his voice reached the sky, and he yelled at the invisible and intangible system.

At a loss, he leaned down and struggled to hear the sound of candle tea.Just like in the ambulance that day, he heard Zhu Ming's lips twitch slightly, and said in a low voice: I can't die yet...

The moment he heard these words clearly, the sky and the earth spun, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that his perspective was a little weird.

He couldn't turn his head left and right, he could only look at the front...and this front was the sky!

He actually became Zhuming on the ground, and what he could see in his eyes was the fantasy that Zhuming saw that day when he was in a coma.

A figure emerged from the white smoke all around, and those figures surrounded him poking around, pulling his sleeves and trouser legs, and screaming piercingly, as if they wanted to swallow his soul.

Behind the figure is a bizarre world, and the sea of ​​doomsday clouds is churning in the distance.

In a trance, Lin Yao saw a tranquil smile flash by.

Before he had time to recognize that face, Zhu Ming's consciousness broke free from his body, struggling to break away from the layers of figures and rushing into the distance, and the smile disappeared after he took the first step.

"I can't die yet..." Zhu Ming's voice sounded again, and Lin Yao returned to the position of a bystander in the blink of an eye.

"He was going to die." The system's voice sounded in mid-air, "No one will find him before he loses too much blood, his blood will dry up, and he will end his ninth anniversary with reluctance career."

Lin Yao lowered his eyes, and fell on the blood that he couldn't change, spread and flowed bigger and bigger on the ground, without saying a word.

If he hadn't gone out that day, he wouldn't have seen Candle Tea flipping through the window, and the drunken people in the house would have only regarded the loud noise as a staff error, and no one would have seen the dying man in front of the bushes in the backyard man.

If he finds out that it's not me, but someone who doesn't like Zhu Ming's arrogance, I don't know if he will let him here cruelly.

"Only the strong desire to survive can be heard by us." The system's cold voice continued, "We gave him a chance so that he can live."

Lin Yao nodded, he knew what the system was talking about, and he himself was the vitality of Candle Tea.

"So the pain he has experienced from that day to the present should not be regarded as pain. All of this is just a price. It is our kindness to trade the pain for a new life."

Lin Yao moved the corner of his mouth, he wanted to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say.

A life tortured by illness, and giving up life in despair, although it is cruel, but if he chooses to be placed in front of Candle Tea, he will probably choose the former.

Faced with being robbed of resources at such a young age, he did not shed a tear without grievance, sitting in front of the piano and outputting one song after another, his full of resentment and resentment turned into the motivation to move forward.

All that fails to destroy him will become what he steps on; all that fails to kill him will endow him with nirvana and new life.

This... should be the candle tea he knew!

"Hahaha..." The system suddenly laughed like a barbell hitting the ground, "Okay, it's time for you to cook for our candle baby, and we will see you again."

"..."

The corner of Lin Yao's mouth twitched, your candle baby?Who do you want to disgust?

He opened his eyes, feeling so lucid and tired for the first time in a dream.

He looked at his watch, turned over and got out of bed.

Passing by the guest bedroom before going downstairs, I couldn't help but push the door open and take a look.

Oolong opened his eyes vigilantly and sat up. Seeing him, he immediately jumped out of bed and walked to his feet.Lin Yao approached, sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to touch Zhu Ming's shameless white face.

It was bloody and warm, and it was completely different from the tragic scene in the dream. He had never felt so relieved by a person's deep and steady breathing like now.

Oolong lowered his head and bit his slippers, he let out a "hush", Oolong's murmuring voice weakened, and he raised Zhuming's hand, and gently tapped it on the wrist that already showed 48% HP. kiss.

Anyway, thank you for keeping him alive.

Zhu Ming rubbed her hangover head and sat at the dining table, wondering while drinking the soup made by Lin Yao.

Why does Lin Yao look at him so strangely today?

He looked down at Oolong who brought the dog food bowl to his feet by himself, and said to himself: "What's wrong with your old father? Did he take the wrong medicine? That look really made me feel that I was sorry for him , I just... can't describe it, it's that kind of... besides being meaningful, there are also meaningful eyes!"

The oolong groaned and ate more happily.

"Me too...I haven't sobered up after drinking too much, what's the use of telling you?"

He couldn't hide his thoughts or his words, when he saw Lin Yao coming out of the house with a vacuum cleaner, put down the bowl and raised his head: "Honest Teacher Lin, take a break, the cleaning is not bad, let's chat?"

Your uncle is virtuous.Lin Yao endured this mouth that was always swearing, and almost threw the expensive vacuum cleaner on Zhu Ming's face, put the cleaning tools back in place, and walked downstairs slowly with his sleeves rolled up.

"I didn't do anything bad last night, did I?" Zhu Ming straightened up and asked worriedly, "I'm quite confident in my wine quality, but I always offend people when I drink too much and talk, I didn't say anything big Really?"

"I think your perception of yourself is not quite accurate..." Lin Yao approached, leaned on the table, folded his arms and looked down at him, mercilessly exposing yesterday's clingy person, "Send you back You grabbed me behind the room and wouldn't let me go."

"Damn it." Zhu Ming was unbelievably rude.

Lin Yao: "You still acted like a baby and asked me to sleep with you."

Candle Tea: "...You heard me wrong, I won't act like a baby."

Lin Yao: "You dragged me onto the bed and then crawled into my arms."

Candle Tea: "Wairi, I... Mr. Lin, are you so good at telling jokes? It looks like it's real."

Lin Yao: "I changed your pajamas for you."

Candle Tea looked down at the brand new pajamas: "..."

He picked up the unfinished bowl of soup, raised his head and gulped it down, suppressed his shock, put down the bowl, and said majesticly: "Don't lie! I don't believe it!"

"There is surveillance at home, do you want to take a look?" Lin Yao sneered, and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "When Wulong is alone at home, he is afraid that something will happen to him and run around, every house has it."

"???"

Unwilling to give up and refuse to believe, Zhu Ming finally watched the entire monitoring of last night with Lin Yao with a dark face in order to prove her wine quality.

His face was dark, he gritted his teeth, and looked at his immature self in the video with fierce eyes, wanting very much to travel back in time and strangle this inappropriate guy to death.

Lin Yao was not as ashamed and indignant as he was, he just felt... watching the almost ambiguous replay of last night with the client, he always felt that something was weird.

He paused the monitoring at the scene after he left the guest bedroom, turned off the computer, and looked at him leisurely: "Now believe it?"

"You can shut up, give me a crack and I can get in right away." Zhu Ming said angrily, "But why did you stay in the bathroom for so long among you? Did you eat too much at night?"

"..." Lin Yao refused to answer.

Candle Tea didn't care about his answer, and tried to divert her attention, got up and pointed to the little ear in the family photo on the desk and asked: "Can she only stay at home? I think she can walk from home to your home alone, Kind of powerful."

Lin Yao knew that he was diverting his attention, so he smiled and said, "Except for not being able to see, she always wanted to be like a normal person."

You can also take a walk, read a book, communicate, and feel the world.

"Can it be done?" Zhu Ming asked thoroughly.He knew that if he wanted to write songs for Little Ears, he had to understand her world first.

"It can improve her quality of life." Lin Yao said, "She will wear sonar glasses outside, and a laser cane equipped with an obstacle sensor. As long as it can help her live, I will buy her."

"The development of technology has been bridging the gap between ordinary people and disabled people, but...the gap between human consciousness cannot be balanced."

Candle Tea: "You mean...discrimination?"

Lin Yao nodded, then shook his head: "Sometimes, it's not just discrimination. Caring doesn't mean pity, and sometimes the mentality of pity can also hurt them. Because they just want to be treated as ordinary people and be treated equally. You Don't look at her bluffing all day, she is now an intern at the Blind Rehabilitation Center, specializing in helping others with psychological counseling."

Zhu Ming was stunned: "Why do I feel that the content of her psychological counseling is to let others listen to my songs?"

Lin Yao: "..."

To be reasonable, with the virtue of small ears, it is not impossible.

Right now, the two of them are talking about the fact that the little ears are not so embarrassing.But after talking about Little Ears, besides embarrassment, it was still embarrassment.

Zhu Ming smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry last night."

Lin Yao's eyes were calm, and he shook his head to analyze: "Last night, your arm has been flashing. I think it may not be just your problem, it may be... a disease."

"What disease can make me lose my mind and look like a fool?" Zhu Ming said disdainfully.

Lin Yao turned on the computer, quickly entered the search term, and hit enter: "Alzheimer."

Commonly known as senile dementia.

"……excuse me."

It's better to be crazy about drinking.

Zhu Ming felt that what Lin Yao said was just to let him relax and not to be too obsessed with his drunken state after drinking, but he still couldn't help caring, frantically searching for related diseases on his mobile phone, and even sent a message to Dr. Gu consult.

Gu Ran returned to him: Am I your personal doctor?Welcome to our psychiatric clinic.

Put the wax on yourself: Do young people get this disease?

Gu Ran: The group of early-onset Alzheimer's disease is getting bigger and bigger, but the people who develop it are all around 50-[-] years old.

Lighting up the wax for yourself: It shouldn't be my turn, huh?

Gu Ran: Now you look very much like my nephew who borrowed all my clinical textbooks for eight years in order to find an excuse to take sick leave.

Get yourself some wax:  …

He doesn't need to borrow books now, and Zhu Ming complained wildly in his heart. He felt that he could go through all the diseases written in the textbook before his health was full.

He walked to the door, glanced at Lin Yao who was helping Oolong on the chain in the living room and was about to go for a walk with the dog, and smiled faintly.

No matter what, let's hug this brother's thigh tightly first.

Lin Yao is out of work to walk his dog. He has already returned to the studio and is ready to start work.

The girls have all returned, and the official training of the NeverLand girl group will begin immediately.

Qin Huai talked about making jokes in the group every day, but he finished the training every day and punched in once. After just one Spring Festival, he made a lot of progress in the weak dance.Even Shi Yue, who had no training plan, was not idle. He practiced at home according to Qin Huai's standards. Teacher Cheng Yizhou even proudly recorded small videos and sent them to him every day to show off, as if he was not the one who kept the girl from debuting. of.

The women's group took shape, and Candle Tea chose a few classic combinations as a training program before participating in the competition.The orderliness of the knife group dance, the physical endurance to support singing and dancing, and the coordination of the team's voice must be continuously improved through practice.

For a whole afternoon, he practiced with the girls, and gradually recovered the feeling he had before the injury.

Hearty, full of fun but never satisfied.

After the end, the sweaty girls sat on the floor, and he received a call from the producer Cui Siwen.

The program group has selected six groups of participating guests, except for one group that eventually gave up due to schedule reasons. He and the girls obtained the formal qualifications for the competition and became one of the five groups of participating guests.

This result was as early as he expected, but the notification came earlier than he had imagined.

It is not difficult to imagine that under the premise that Lin Yao is determined to participate in the show, and now that the topic between him and Lin Yao is raging, no producer will easily give up on him and Lin Yao being on the same stage. Opportunity.

It's just that the program team has other requirements for him.

He hung up the phone and said to the girls: "The program has been confirmed to be available. On February 2th, the program team will come to the studio to record the preliminary self-introduction and issue task requirements, and the recording will officially start on the 14th."

"Valentine's Day program...the program group is not full of singles, right?" Qin Huaile said.

Candle Tea chuckled: "I don't know if it's a single dog, but it's definitely a vicious dog. Remember to listen to the rules carefully during the recording on the 14th, and then tell me. I heard that the chief director made every competition fair and transparent. All performances will be broadcast live.”

"Aren't you here for the pre-recording?" Yin Ning couldn't help asking after hearing what he said.

"No, the program team wants to have surprises and mysterious guests, so I will only appear in the first live competition." Zhu Ming shrugged, "But I really have something to do, and the production of the album's included songs happens to be scheduled for those few days."

The show crew let him appear late because they wanted to create an absolute hit.Indeed, there is nothing more shocking and exciting than the sudden appearance of Candle Tea during the live broadcast.

But this will be detrimental to the girls. Without the support of the senior group, it is very likely that the momentum will be lower than others.

He suppressed these worries in his heart, and showed his absolutely conceited side to the girls: "Don't worry, I never doubt my vision."

Everyone's eyes were full of anticipation, only Qin Huai rolled his eyes: "Your vision didn't make you realize Lin Yao's goodness."

Candle Tea: "..."

He endured it, after all, this girl's spiritual complaints can be regarded as the strongest variety show in the group.

Haiyin's show this time is a mystery, and the specific mode of the competition was only known when it was recorded for the first time.Everyone is guessing what kind of theme and method will be used, only Zhuming has locked on the final debut stage at a glance.

He calculated the schedule, raised his eyelids and looked at Shi Yue: "Your self-composed song can be performed on the debut stage. After calculating the time, you can start preparing now."

Shi Yue was flattered, but Ye Xintao gasped: "Directly point to the final stage? What if there is an elimination stage in the middle?"

"What can I do, besides desperately not to be eliminated, what else can I do?" Zhu Ming said.

That's why he told them to start preparing now.

When you have worked hard for it, you can't compromise with anything that wants to stop you from stopping.

"But my...that self-composed song is very rough." Shi Yue lowered her head a little embarrassedly, except for the main theme of the song, it was almost just playing and singing with different chords, without any arrangement in it.

"Arranging music is simple. If you want to try it, you can do it now." Zhu Ming got up, "The studio has equipment, do you want to come?"

The girls all stared at him with wide eyes, and followed Zhu Ming into his exclusive workshop in the studio.

Yu Kei walked last, and smiled helplessly: "Just this kind of energy, it really hasn't changed in ten years."

Five heads gathered in front of Candle Tea's computer, watched Candle Tea almost listened to it once, and picked up the score of the main melody. The pitch and length were exactly the same as Shi Yue's demo.

Then, for the first time in my life, I witnessed the uncanny workmanship of an arranger.

"I'll follow the style I'm familiar with." This was the first sentence Candle Tea said.

"Faster speed will burn more."

"Write drum beats."

"Plus the guitar."

"Come to bass, let the whole piece be fuller."

"The intro uses a piano, with some decorative notes in the middle."

"Extend the chord minor."

"Add some electronic sound."

"..."

In about half an hour, a simple arrangement from the prelude to the first chorus has been formed.

Except for Yu Kei who had seen Candle Tea's ability before, everyone else was dumbfounded.Candle Tea's arrangement completely turned the song into his style, from the rhythm, to the retake, and even the moment the prelude started, it made people feel that it was Candle Tea's own song.

Such a strong personal style has been thriving in the entire music scene for ten years.

"Why do I think...it's so simple?" Qin Huai bumped Shi Yue with his arm.

Ye Xintao and Yin Ning both complained about her: "You do what you want."

Shi Yue wanted to cry without tears: "I think it's so easy for my dad to write songs at home. However, if you can do what Teacher Zhu does, you can play the piano, the guitar, the bass, and the drums... that's fine." In 19, apart from playing the guitar well, I can't do anything else!

"??? Just, that's enough? Sister, don't you think the word 'just' is used too hastily!"

He was tired of listening to ten years of fancy rainbow fart tea, he turned his neck and sent all the girls back to think about what kind of debut song he wanted to make, and went out to find Jiang Xingpan who had been depressed all day.

Since he was injured, this gentleman began to feel that his status was not guaranteed. When he came to the studio today, he yelled at him that he seemed to be out of favor.Zhu Ming squeezed her eyebrows, thinking about her words.

Jiang Xingpan watched Zhuming standing motionless in front of him, sighed and said magnanimously: "Mr. Zhu, if you can't hold back your coaxing words, you don't have to think hard."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhu Ming smiling all over her face: "That's great, I can't say it anyway, let's go, drive to Xingchen."

"??? Did you really just go down the stairs? After that, you really don't love your dear assistant anymore!" Jiang Xingpan was crying, and before he finished lamenting, he suddenly recalled, "Why did you go to Xingchen?"

"Look for Mr. Yang and talk about the past."

The corner of Zhu Ming's mouth raised a sarcastic smile.

He didn't want to worry about the matter of his debut song, but now that Xingchen revealed it by himself, Lin Yao didn't dare to tear his face, so he could only investigate quietly. It seemed that he was the only victim who dared to stand in front of Yang and question him. the ones.

In the building of Morning Star Entertainment, a man wearing sunglasses, a windbreaker, and Martin boots walked quickly through the lobby and disappeared into the elevator. The surrounding employees were all stunned.