The Real Young Master is Picking Up Trash [Transmigration Book]

An obsession began to arise in Jiang Zheye's heart, resisting the itching in his throat, in short, he just couldn't cough!

Under no circumstances should the show be interrupted.

Except for the two people on the stage, everyone else would only think that the smoke and bubbles are beautiful and indescribable, paired with Shangjiang Zheye's clear voice, it is simply not a performance that can be seen for free.

And it has surpassed the standard of the students, and even performed better than the specialty students of several conservatories.

Breathing, the conversion of true and false sounds, and the processing of tail sounds are all low-key but not deliberate skills.

In the chorus, many emotional female listeners shed sincere tears.

In order to be able to see the people on the stage more clearly, Jiang Mingyun and Zhao Jiao took off the hats that blocked their sight, and the emotions in their eyes were more or less gratified.

The old grandma wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand. She doesn't know anything about love, and being lonely at this age has a lot to do with her thoughts of not marrying if she is not true love.

You must know that when she was young, she was also the factory flower that everyone loved in the factory. If she hadn't encountered an accident, she would not have gone to pick up waste...

So she was listening more to the feelings Jiang Zheye wanted to convey, rather than the story in the lyrics.

Zhao Jiao is different. After all, she once had a vigorous love with Gu Xingxue, and it is not easy to get a happy ending, so she not only shed tears of emotion.

The way she wipes her nose no longer looks like a noble lady, but a girl who is deeply involved in a love story.

Jiang Zheye couldn't open his eyes a little bit, they were so smoked by the smoke, but the camera had to be aimed at his face.Not only behind the big screen, but also the camera of the TV station.

His eyes were flushed, and after being suppressed by strong willpower, he couldn't hide his physical reaction. Crystal teardrops ran across his cheeks and dripped down from his delicate chin.

Even so, his voice was steady, making it hard to tell.

This painful accident turned into a beautiful MV-like scene, and it became one of the highlights of his life.

A song is not long, just over 4 minutes, but there was no applause at the end of the song.

The dry ice and foam also gradually disappeared, and the whole picture of the stage was revealed. The straight legs of the boy with red eyes emerged from the smoke.

Jiang Zheye, who was finally able to focus on watching the audience, became nervous again, and only dared to clenched his fists, covered his lips and coughed a few times when he put down the microphone, but he was worried about his performance in his heart.

I didn't expect that after singing for more than ten years, one day I would worry that I could sing poorly.

Fortunately, thunderous applause afterwards affirmed him.

Gu Mo walked up to him and held his wrist, leading him to bow together. Gu Mo was probably the most humble only on the stage.

Jiang Zheye followed the opponent's movements and bent slightly, without any resistance. Probably only the two of them would know about this stage accident.

And Gu Mo's sudden movement was meant to be comforting.

This is the end of the performance, and after that, it is waiting for the other contestants to finish the competition, and the results will be announced in the evening.

Students who have performed well before will have their own seats in the auditorium similar to the first row of VIP, so that they can watch the performance conveniently.

After stepping down, someone came to take them.

Before Jiang Zheye went to the seat, Jiang Mingyun looked at each other. He really wanted to go up and hug her, and asked her: Did I give you a face? Am I the prettiest girl in the audience? !

But from the other person's eyes, he could see the answer...he is!

The performances of other students were also very exciting. It could be seen that they had prepared a lot for this competition, and it was not boring. Jiang Zheye was very absorbed in watching.

I just feel that it hasn't been long before the last group of games is over.

The relaxed state of mind suddenly became tense, after all, it's time to accept the results!

The scoring results of all judges will be made public, starting from the last one and going forward.

The host is a college student majoring in broadcasting and hosting. He speaks with a straight voice and follows the rules when announcing the results.

But this did not affect the nervousness of the contestants, and there were not a few people like Jiang Zheye who were about to stare at two holes in their bodies.

It didn't take long for this process, and soon the number of people who ranked last was more than 50 to more than ten.

Jiang Zheye picked up the water at hand and drank his throat, only to find that Gu Mo didn't even look at the stands, but casually looked at the ground with his legs superimposed.

"Don't you care about the ranking?" Jiang Zheye asked.

Gu Mo glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and then said lightly, "No."

"But didn't we come here to win honor for the school?" Jiang Zheye really didn't understand what Gu Mo was thinking a lot of the time.

But this time Gu Mo was quite honest, and told him the answer directly, "My purpose is different from yours, I just hate others crying in front of me."

Isn't this the president of the singing club whose tears are like a faucet?Still hugging my thighs and crying...

What did Jiang Zheye suddenly think of? Gu Mo hates others crying?The original owner in the book is the one who cries the most. After all, he grew up in such an environment, and he has low self-esteem and cowardice in his bones.

The kind that breaks down when yelled at.

Jiang Zheye, who didn't want to pay too much attention to other things, stopped looking at Gu Mo and continued to pay attention to the results on stage.

As the host continued to read one by one, the names of their schools were still not revealed, which meant that their rankings were improving.

It's good to be in the top three, at least take a brand back, this is the high hope Li Yang gave them, I only hope to get rid of the title of death singer, and fight for the South China Sea! !

When No.3 was read, Jiang Zheye knew that they did not disappoint Li Yang.Even the sound of breathing is deliberately lowered. If possible, can you be more bold, and Xiao thinks about number one?

"No.3, Mihuan Conservatory of Music..."

Jiang Zheye's nails got stuck in his palm.

"No.2, Red Bear Normal University..."

Jiang Zheye's mind started to feel dizzy, and he felt a little bit flustered, could it be...

"No.1, Nanhai University, singing The Lie That Will Last forever, singer Jiang Zheye, piano accompaniment Gu Mo. Let us welcome Jiang Zheye, who won the award today, as a representative to receive the medal and award certificate on stage, please name Wu The teacher came to the stage to present awards to the champions!"

Jiang Zheye, who had never known the sense of honor before, was excited for the first time because he represented the entire campus behind him. He was not happy for himself, but for the whole team.

At least he has done what he promised, and he has lived up to anyone's expectations.

Jiang Zheye looked at Gu Mo, and saw his own reflection in the other's obsidian pupils, so clear.

Then there was a voice—"Good singing, worth it."

This is also a way of congratulations, Jiang Zheye smiled back, and then walked back to the stage.

After he stood still, he first went to see his family members off the stage, and he settled down after he found them.

Holding the Limic microphone in both hands, he began to give a simple thank you speech.

He had already memorized the short passage by heart, so he spoke it fluently.

The simple speech made everyone remember his name, not only the audience here, but also the audience of the TV show.

When you hold the medals and certificates in your hands, it will be a good harvest this time.

Jiang Zheye couldn't put it down for his achievements, and looked at the certificate over and over again, word by word, especially the name.

Later, I looked at the gold medal and wanted to bite it to see if it was pure gold or gold-plated.As a result, when he was still hesitating, the teacher had already taken the medal.

"You keep the certificate, and leave the medal to me. It will be framed in the principal's office. The principal has been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Jiang Zheye: "..." He is reluctant, but what can he do, win honor for the school.

"Gold-plated, it's mainly commemorative, don't make that expression."

Only then did Jiang Zheye's expression soften a little.

Jiang Mingyun and Zhao Jiao, who also came to the backstage, were all smiles and were very infected by the winning atmosphere.Zhao Jiao even asked Jiang Zheye and the others, "Mom will buy you whatever you want."

"I don't want anything." Gu Mo said.

Jiang Zheye was not polite, "I don't know now, let's pay on credit first, and talk about it later."

"It's fine, it's fine." Zhao Jiao nodded, "But how are you going to go back later? The driver drove me and Aunt Jiang over here, why don't you go with us too?"

The fact is that a car must be more comfortable than a car, but Jiang Zheye still refused, "I'd better go with the teacher, otherwise he will be lonely, you go back first."

"Me too." Gu Mo just said that, which meant that he also wanted to take a car.

These two people made Zhao Jiao a little confused. They held Aunt Jiang's arm and said, "Is it because the car is very comfortable? Why don't you want to go with us?"

Jiang Mingyun saw that Jiang Zheye still wanted to go with him, so he tried to pull his arm out and said, "I'll go with them, I'm used to cars."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiao refused firmly, "No, you come with me, I don't want to squeeze with a car of people, leaving me alone will not work."

Just like that, Jiang Mingyun was dragged away.

Watching Jiang Mingyun go away, Jiang Zheye waved his hands, and finally followed the teacher's pace and re-boarded the car when he came.

It's not too late to go back now.

When he was in the car, Jiang Zheye felt some bumps. This kind of bumps, which were not uncomfortable, would make people sleepy instead. Not surprisingly, he fell asleep again.

What made him strange was that when he woke up halfway, he was sleeping on Gu Mo's shoulder. He raised his head in surprise, only to find that Gu Mo was also sleeping.It didn't look like it was found.

The other party's sleeping face looked non-aggressive, but there was something gentle about it.

Jiang Zheye thought it would be good if he didn't find out, this time he deliberately moved away, leaning against the back of the chair at the other end to sleep again.