Chapter 111: Did you give cp powder any sugar today? (3-4)

"Well…"

The little guy slowly opened his wet eyes, and subconsciously glanced out of the car window.

The car had already parked downstairs at Hongyu Music.

She came here to participate in a somewhat special selection.

The reason is that Si Fan wants to participate in a cross-generational chorus-type music competition variety show-"Song Touching Heart", and he needs a chorus partner to participate in the show with him.

Who is Si Fan?

The owner of Hongyu Music, a national-level talented singer-songwriter in today's music world, and a music king who has won the Golden Melody Award for ten years since his debut.

At the same time, he is also the blessing ambassador of this life.

For this selection, Si Fan set a lot of realistic conditions:

1. There is no restriction on men and women, but you must be a singer with a certain degree of singing skills.

Second, not to be too famous, this is the requirement of the program group.

Third, the background should also be relatively innocent, so as to avoid the media picking up a lot of things that can be written during the broadcast of the program, which is troublesome.

And as long as the above conditions are met and become Si Fan’s partner, Hongyu Music will also provide partners with a packaging plan for at least one year, regardless of whether they win the championship or not.

And to ensure that after the contract is over, the partner can have a place in the music scene.

Such a big piece of tempting pie was smashed down, and every entertainment company with trainees was just around the corner.

Naturally, it also includes Sanzijing entertainment.

Therefore, in the previous life, the original owner was also packaged and sent over to participate in the selection.

But the original owner didn't play well that day and missed this opportunity.

Even because of this, the company was taught a lesson.

…

Soon, Xiang Xing followed the staff to the waiting room dedicated to selection.

When she opened the door, she felt a few subtle gazes and cast them at herself.

Some people looked carefully and inquired, some laughed contemptuously after looking at her for a while, and a few others recognized her directly and couldn't help whispering and talking.

"..."

The little guy pursed his pink lips speechlessly.

After thinking about it, I can only ignore these little artists who seem to be a little bit ill-intentioned as Chinese cabbage.

Go to the rest, sit down in the corner.

Leaning against the wall, continue to close your eyes and rest your mind.

Seeing that she didn't seem to have any fighting spirit, everyone around was relieved in unison.

Oh, definitely not his opponent.

…

After about half an hour, the first batch of selection candidates arrived one after another.

The door of the waiting room was opened again, and everyone saw a young and delicate-looking hairy guy who walked in with a sunny and vigorous smile on his face.

"Brother Fan has already arrived in the recording studio. We will call the name in a while, and we will come directly when we call it."

Immediately afterwards, someone was called out one after another.

It's just that they all go out expectantly, and come back disappointedly.

Seeing all the players around is weirdly nervous.

It wasn't until the middle and back section that Xiang Xing's name was called from the speakers in the waiting room.

The little guy squinted his soft eyes and took a deep breath.

The little hand in his pocket squeezed the USB flash drive containing the accompaniment of the competition, got up, and walked out of the lounge calmly.

Under the guidance of the Maotou boy, came to the recording studio.

There were several people sitting in the recording studio.

Except for a few music producer teachers, the handsome man with slender legs overlapping and nesting in the single sofa, it was Si Fan who did not run away.

Taking advantage of the gap between entering the door, Xiang Xing quietly glanced at him.

I saw the man wearing a professional-grade monitor headset, holding his chest with both hands leisurely.

The bridge of the nose is tall and straight, and it is almost perfect in combination with the delicately carved contour of the side face.

His lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes closed slightly, as if he was rejuvenating and thinking about something.

"Hey, little girl!"

Xiang Xing paused until someone patted her shoulder lightly, and only then recovered from the beauty that stunned her.

I saw the producers and teachers on the other side staring at her silently.

"Where is your accompaniment?"

One of the teachers asked faintly.

"...Hug, sorry."

The little guy reacted swiftly, and hurriedly offered the USB flash drive in his pocket.

"Um... OK, let's go in first."

The teacher entered the accompaniment into the device and gave an "OK" gesture, and said, "Go ahead and get used to it. Once you get used to it, give me this gesture, and we will officially start."

"Okay, teacher."

Xiang Xing bowed obediently, took a deep breath again, and opened the door of the recording studio.

The moment she turned around and brought the door gently, she suddenly felt a somewhat unspeakable look outside the door.

The little guy couldn't help but stunned, and subconsciously glanced out from the glass wall.

It happened to face a pair of eyes that were as thick as ink.

However, it only met for a moment, and the corners of his eyes dropped quickly and quickly, and he continued to close his eyes and calm his mind.

"..."

Xiang Xing tilted his head slightly and blinked softly.

Finally turned around and walked towards the microphone in the middle of the studio with a little nervousness.

Strangely speaking, she had just stood in front of the microphone, and the tension in her whole body was gone.

This not-so-large recording studio, at this moment, seemed to have become a stage tailored specifically for her. An inexplicable sense of immersion and enjoyment spontaneously made her feel relaxed.

The little guy is amazing and curious about such a wonderful change in his body.

Sure enough, some people are born with this material.

After a little emotion, Xiang Xing put on the headphones and gestured to the producer teacher opposite the glass wall with an OK gesture.

After a while, a lively and lively melody rose.

——

I am in the garden with you丨you are smiling

The pink butterfly on your fingertips and I both want to kiss your face

The ice cream on the corner of the lips is sweeter than strawberries

I really want time to freeze in this moment丨Fix in the pure white amusement park

——

I am in the garden with you丨you are smiling

The pink butterfly on your fingertips and I both want to kiss your face

The ice cream on the corner of the lips is sweeter than strawberries

I really want time to freeze in this moment丨Fix in the pure white amusement park

——

The girl's voice is particularly sweet, like a sweet sugar, adding a bit of sweetness to this little love song that is soft and sweet.

Emotional manipulation and breath control are above the standard.

Either he was born in a high-level academic class, or he was a man of choice who relied on his voice to eat.

But the producers and teachers did not seem to be convinced by this.

On the contrary, he frowned complicatedly.

How to say.

This little guy is very suitable to be their boss's show partner, whether it is singing skills or image.

Unfortunately, she chose a song that shouldn't be chosen.

This song is called "Pure White Amusement Park".

Twenty-eight years ago, the music queen of the last century, Si Fan’s mother, personally wrote lyrics and music.

At the same time, it is also the love song of the Si family's parents and the divine song of the town house of their Si family.

Everyone in the music world knows this.

So, the little girl came to sing this song in front of their boss, obviously she was playing tricks.

This is a taboo of their boss.

After thinking about it, the teachers sighed secretly.

He took off his earphones and looked back at the man who was silent all the time.

But to his surprise, their boss... doesn't seem to be angry.

Instead, he stood up subconsciously, staring at the girl who was still singing in the recording studio with an incredible expression.

At the bottom of the Mo's eyes, there was an amazing light gradually shining.