After the agreement to live together, I was praised by the president

Tinghu Garden was less than 15 minutes away from the hospital, and the car was already parked in the underground garage before Zhong Wen finished his speech.

When he came to Yuancheng, he still had a bag of luggage, but now he only has his clothes and a mobile phone left.

When the elevator was going up, Jiang Ting stared at him for a while and asked, "What size are you wearing?"

"Ah?" Zhong Wen came back to his senses and said, "XL or XXL."

Jiang Ting let out a "huh" and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. Zhong Wen felt a little strange. He just wanted to ask, but Jiang Ting lowered his head and said, "I bought some clothes for you. Don't rush to thank me. Here are some In the bookkeeping, when you have money, pay it back together."

Zhong Wen opened his mouth, staring at the constantly rising numbers on the floor display, after a while he said "thank you" in a mosquito-like voice.

Jiang Ting was still playing with his mobile phone, as if he didn't hear it, but the corners of his mouth raised upwards.

Suddenly, with a "ding", the elevator stopped.

Jiang Ting has been living alone since he started working. This house is neither big nor small. The house of less than 200 square meters is decorated simply and grandly. The whole house is gray, white and black, which fits Zhong Wen's mind very well. image of doctor.

"The innermost room is here for you," Jiang Ting poured a glass of water in the open kitchen, and said with a smile while drinking, "Everything is ready-made, in the cabinet, you can lay it out yourself."

"Oh." Zhong Wen shrank his neck and walked in.

A simple guest room with a bed, a table and chairs, and a cabinet. The space is not big, but it is enough for a person like him who has nothing.

Zhong Wen tidied up the room briefly and planned to go out to find a glass of water to drink. When he opened the door, he saw several bags at the door. After flipping through them, they found that they were full of clean clothes, even underwear and socks.

"Good night." Jiang Ting appeared at the door of the opposite room.

Zhong Wen raised his head and met his curved peach eyes.

"Good night, thank you."

Jiang Ting waved, went back to the room and closed the door.

When Zhong Wen took a bath and lay comfortably on the bed, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.Although it was already late at night, he had no sleep at all.

Zhong Wen thought: "We still have to find a job as soon as possible, and pay back Jiang Ting's favor before moving out."

Just do it!

He got up from the bed in a hurry, fiddled with the card to the Android market that made people doubt his life, and finally downloaded a reliable software, but he couldn't open it anyway.If it wasn't for this little wealth left, Zhong Wen really wanted to throw this broken mobile phone from the window on the twelfth floor!

"Duk! Duk!" After poking his finger so red that he didn't see any response, Zhong Wen greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of this broken mobile phone in a low voice, and suddenly a white screen was displayed, loading.

"Damn!" Zhong Wen's face was livid, and just when he was ready to jump out of the eighteenth ban screen, a very serious advertisement came into view.

"Let the world hear your voice"

"Singing contest?" Zhong Wen was startled, staring at the rules of the event, "We are looking for the above-mentioned adult voices, as long as you love music, come and challenge boldly...The top ten in the finals can sign with the 'Xing Qi' agency...Activity time , from July 7th to July 10th..."

"July 7? Isn't it the day after tomorrow?" Zhong Wen clutched his phone tightly as if he had caught a treasure, turning it over and over to look at it, his heart was beating non-stop, as if he was about to burst out of his mouth in the next second. pop out!

I rely on that to be Xingqi!The popular singers and actors in the past two years were all promoted by Xingqi. If they really succeed, they will be a living salted fish!

Zhong Wen fantasizes about singing on a gorgeous stage, and hears the sound of fans calling his name wildly cheering for him... Who will refuse when the dream is approaching?

He raised his fist and thumped the bed: Go!must go!

Immediately tapped the phone screen twice, this time the iron shell was very face-saving, and the screenshot was saved smoothly.

Zhong Wen rolled into bed excitedly, stretched out one long leg and hooked the switch by the bedside with his toes, and turned off the light with a "snap".

Early the next morning, the genius Zhongming left Jiang Ting's house after hearing about it.

On the way to sign up for the audition, I made a phone call to my uncle's house. It took a lot of effort and a three-inch tongue to get the living expenses that should belong to him-the pair don't want him. My parents gave it regularly every month, but my uncle never gave it to him completely on time.

After receiving 3000 yuan transferred from Alipay, Zhong Wen felt a little better when he saw the registration site.

He appeared at the entrance of the hotel under Xing Qi's name wearing the white T and black pants that Jiang Ting bought for him. He looked very clean and fresh in a simple attire among the colorfully dressed team.

"What's your name?" The staff member sat at a brown desk like a machine without looking up, with a fountain pen in his hand writing almost to the bottom.

"Zhong Wen."

"Age, height, weight."

"22 years old, height 183, weight 68 kg."

"Bring me a copy of your ID card," the staff pointed to the Alipay account next to it. "The registration fee is [-]. After paying, go to the fifth meeting room inside to participate in the first round of auditions."

Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, with cold sweat forming on his palms: "I just lost my ID card a few days ago, but I remember the number, can I get it back later?"

The staff looked up at him impatiently, thinking that even if he was allowed to go in, he might not be selected. The registration fee of 500 yuan would defraud one person after another, so he said, "Pay the fee and go in!"

"Thank you, thank you." Zhong Wen lowered his head and smiled, quickly took out his mobile phone and transferred [-], took his number plate and walked quickly to the meeting room No. [-].

"Boom, boom, boom." Zhong Wenqu knocked on the door with his fingers, his heart already in his throat.

He walked in respectfully and carefully, in front of him was a microphone, and in front of him was a table covered with red velvet cloth, and four metal plates stood there, with two big characters of "Judges" written in glittering gold.

He glanced nervously at the four people in front of him, before he had time to see what they looked like, he immediately bowed his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a young man, somewhat similar to the outline of the "President" on the electronic screen yesterday.

But he didn't notice that when he bowed his head, the man frowned slightly.

"Hello, judges. My name is Zhong Wen. I'm 22 years old and I'm from Chuanhai. The song I'm singing today is "Original"."

Zhong Wen glanced at the guitar in the corner and asked cautiously, "Can I use it?"

A woman with big golden curls grinned at him and said with a smile, "Please."

The man felt that he didn't recognize him and let out a sigh of relief.He stared closely at Zhong Wen and picked up the guitar, then walked to the microphone and sat down, with his face slightly sideways, his slender and fair hands plucking the strings.

The bangs are slightly longer and slightly cover the lightly closed eyes, casting a blue-gray shadow on the high bridge of the nose.

This was the first time a man looked at him carefully, and his outline was much softer than that night, and with this white T, he looked like a fluffy little white rabbit.

Zhong Wen adjusted his breathing, and sang softly with the piano sound slowly flowing out from his fingertips:

"①Two people who love each other can't get together

so easy

It's like I let him go and he didn't swim to the end

drama is always so thorough

whether you can or not

Laughing at foolish people always spares no effort

......"

His voice is clean but very contagious, and every sound that flows out of his voice seems to have life, as if endowed with some kind of gravity, making people involuntarily brought into a sentimental situation by him.

The judges listened quietly for a while, no one wanted to interrupt him, and they whispered to each other until the end.

"Mr. Chi, do you think he looks like Shen Yu?"

The man didn't seem to hear anyone calling him, his eyes, ears...all his attention was only on Zhong Wen.

The end of the song.

Zhong Wen slowly opened his eyes, jumped out of the context of the song, put the guitar back to its original position, and bowed again to the judges.

"Zhong Wen, right?" A man with glasses on his pot head asked with a smile, "How many years have you been studying music?"

Zhong Wen said: "It's been more than ten years, but I used to think about it on my own. I only studied with professional teachers for a few years after I went to high school."

"Quite talented," Golden Wave said, "Why did you choose this song?"

Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about this question, he didn't even know that he would participate in the audition immediately after signing up, and this song popped into his mind when he got the guitar.

"It must have something to do with my recent mood." Zhong Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said truthfully, "Naturally I thought of this song."

"Your voice is very special, we all like it... How about this, you take this first, go to the waiting room next door and wait for our research notice." A short-haired woman held up a folded card.

Zhong Wen quickly went up to take it with both hands. He could feel a pair of eyes staring at him beside the short-haired woman, and he knew that this man was the only one among the four judges who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end.

Inexplicably, Zhong Wen was a little flustered, but it wasn't because he felt that the man was harsh.He didn't even dare to look up and meet the man's eyes, and hurried out after receiving the card and saying "thank you" twice.

He let out a long breath when he arrived in the waiting room. There was only one staff member sitting on a chair, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Let's make a decision," said the staff member.

"Ah?" Zhong Wen was a little confused, "Isn't it up to the judges whether I can advance? What decision do I need to make?"

The staff looked him up and down like a monkey in a zoo: "Is it really pure or just pretending? Look at the things in your hands."

Zhong Wen lowered his head and opened the card in a low voice, only to see a line of bold characters written on it:

"Congratulations, you have been favored by the judges. If you want to participate in the TV recording to get professional comments from the instructor and have the opportunity to show it in front of the national audience, please pay the promotion fee within 10 minutes—"

Zhong Wen paused and was taken aback: "30?!"

The staff member nodded: "Don't you think it's worth it? You will have the opportunity to show your face on TV. Even if you don't go on and you can't sign a contract with Xingqi, there will be other companies who want you."

Zhong Wen thought about it, the reason is such a reason, but God damn it is 30 yuan, and it's not 30 yuan!

Although it is not impossible to take it out, but...

He gritted his teeth and pinched the phone in his pocket, he really didn't want to touch the dirty 50 yuan!