At nine o'clock in the morning, the plane had already arrived at its destination.

Lin Zhenshen's legs and feet were weak, and with the support of the flight attendant, he walked off the plane tremblingly.

Behind, Song Xianxian, who was also supported by the flight attendant, laughed heartily and laughed so much that tears came out.

"You're afraid of being high, you said it earlier, let's just take a boat, you said you didn't say anything, it's a fool of you, you deserve it, hahahaha. ”

When Song Xianxian said this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

Lin Zhenshen's face was pale, and he forcibly suppressed the vomiting sensation of physiological reaction.

It's scary to fly!

He was obviously not afraid of heights, but he felt an extreme sense of panic on the plane.

Perhaps it was the martial artist who was born after his national art was successful.

In a plane crash, no matter how strong the national art is, if it doesn't fall into the sea, it will still be a dead end.

Flying is dangerous and both physically and mentally resistant.

When the plane just took off, he could still talk to Song Xianxian, but as the plane rose to a height of several thousand meters, he instantly panicked.

For more than half an hour, he never relaxed, tense all the way, nervous all the way.

What is the feeling of soft feet, Lin Zhenshen has already felt it in advance before he is serious.

If it weren't for the fact that he had gone to the toilet at the airport before departure, it would have been a leak.

That's really...... Shame on you.

(つд⊂)

Lin Zhenshen made up his mind that he must take a boat home next time.

"You still have the face to laugh at me, is it glorious to walk and twist your feet?" Lin Zhenshen turned his head and complained.

"Thanks, let me go, I'll be fine if I take my time. ”

After Lin Zhenshen finished speaking to the flight attendant, he stood in place for a while, and then finally came to his senses.

The two walked out of the airport, and the driver, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward to help the two carry their luggage into the car.

"Let's go back to the villa first. ”

In the car.

Song Xian said with a smile: "The two of us probably didn't find the right zodiac auspicious day to go out today, it's a little unlucky!"

"To be precise, the only unlucky person is you, I am a force majeure factor, and besides, I have recovered now. ”

Lin Zhenshen is very lazy now.

The speed at which the body functions of the warrior are adjusted very quickly is quite interesting.

At the very least, a few wolves a night is fine.

Song Xianxian moved his feet, but he still had a little pain, so he proposed: "After eating, if you are okay in the afternoon, you can rest first." ”

"I'll go shopping tomorrow and I'll buy you a few suitable clothes. By the way, I'll call in a couple of band members, get to know each other, and then it's time for us to start running-in. ”

"Okay. ”

More than an hour later, the car arrived at a delicate villa at the top of Victoria Peak.

Lin Zhenshen was still a little skeptical, because the area of this villa was not as good as Feitianlong's classmate's home, and it was not quite in line with Song Xianxian's trench style.

But on the other end of the cross-border video, the author's brother, who has experienced and received more Internet information explosion, said the value of this property.

The Peak.

The meaning of these four words.

This is the real trench inhumanity!

After eating an uncomfortable lunch in the villa at noon, the two began to chat.

Most of the things revolve around the show "The World's Strongest Band".

It happened suddenly, Lin Zhenshen didn't know anything, of course, it was best to understand the process of some shows first.

After learning that a team needs to go through nearly ten games from the preliminary round to the finals, and the whole process takes a total of three to six months, Lin Zhenshen was confused.

"Our contracts are based on the number of times, right?"

Song Xianxian: "Yes, if we can keep getting promoted, I can use next year's quota just right." ”

“...... Yes, count yourself ruthless!"

Lin Zhenshen didn't want to argue this issue anymore, anyway, the contract was there, no matter how much he argued, it was useless, he still had to follow the rules.

It's just that Song Xianxian's hand is really not authentic.

"I know what you're worried about, you're a junior in high school, and you think academics are very important, but I said it, which university you want to go to, just ask, I'll do it for you, the college entrance examination is just a process, and the result is the most important, isn't it?"

Song Xianxian's promise did not make Lin Zhen feel relieved in the slightest.

He was angry at the unmistakable feeling of being arranged.

There is an offense to!

"Do you want me to be the lead singer?" Lin Zhenshen suddenly asked.

"Yes, your singing skills and voice are the strongest weapons for us to advance, even if the song is average, but once it is sung through your mouth, it is very amazing. Song Xianxian said very enviously.

"Do you want to sing?"

Song Xianxian: ???

"What do you mean? Do you want to trick me, I tell you, if you plan to be passive and sabotage, I will never let you go. ”

Song Xianxian's expression was cold and he threatened.

Lin Zhenshen: "I'm not as bad as you think, I still have the professional ethics of taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others." ”

"Aren't you going to be a superstar in the world? There are not enough songwriters and not enough instrumentalists to be superstars? ”

"These characters are just foils on the stage, just green leaves, and only the person standing in the middle of the stage is the sun of all eyes. ”

"You're going to write me a song that will make me lead vocal?"

"Of course. ”

Lin Zhenshen smiled and said: "The boss is not stingy, I can also get a place for this service." ”

"However, I need to know what level of your singing and what conditions your voice is, so that I can tailor it for you. ”

Song Xianxian was silent for a moment, and then said, "There is a recording studio in the villa, let me sing it to you." ”

The two went to the recording studio.

Lin Zhenshen was shocked by Song Xianxian's family situation again.

He was not a novice musician, but he knew many musical instrument brands.

And Song Xianxian has none of the musical instrument brands here, none of which he knows.

Fingertips run over the keys of an electronic keyboard, and the sound of the piano is comfortable and full of luxury.

The ghost knows how this sense of luxury came about, probably because of the accumulation of money.

Lin Zhenshen instantly thought of a word - [customization].

Song Xianxian chose a popular song from the previous two years, Lin Yilian's "At Least There's You".

As soon as the accompaniment sounded, Song Xianxian opened his mouth, and his rare superb singing skills were undoubtedly revealed.

It's just that this voice condition is really average.

Lin Zhen frowned deeply.

Song Xianxian obviously speaks with a very clear voice, but when he sings, his voice is not pure enough, very average and mediocre.

After Song Xianxian finished singing, Lin Zhenshen politely applauded.

At least the singing skills are very good, which is very worthy of recognition.

Song Xian looked at him with envy in his eyes and asked, "How am I singing?"

Lin Zhen nodded his head and stretched out his appreciative thumbs: "At your level, you can go to the bar to be a resident singer." ”

"Fake, the ghost is willing to be a resident singer. Song Xianxian threw out a roll of his eyes.

She can't be a superstar in this life, and she can't be a bar singer.

It's good enough to be able to sing?

Hehe.

Her dreams weren't that cheap!

Lin Zhen said with a deep smile: "Don't underestimate the resident singer, the resident singing industry is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, how many talented people rely on resident singing to make a living before becoming famous, and at the same time accumulate singing skills and performance experience." ”

"Who do you think is like you, you can spend money to find the best music theory teacher anytime and anywhere, and teach you how to sing!?"

Song Xianxian's expression was calm and unmoved.

She knows that there is a huge wealth gap between herself and ordinary people, but this kind of thing is innate, there is no way, she can't say anything about it, and she can't take the initiative to abandon the excellent conditions and choose to accumulate experience in the way of ordinary people.

"You should have a stave at home, right? Please get me one and give me a pen. ”

Lin Zhenshen said: "Listening to you sing just now, I have an idea to create, and I think it is probably quite suitable for you." I write it out, you sing it out. ”

"If you like it, I'll sing it to you, and if you don't like it, forget it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Xianxian was instantly stunned.

[I listened to the song just now, and a creative idea came out of my head, and this can be written?]

[This...... It's too fast!]

[In such a few minutes, an idea can really be quickly transformed into a song?]

[Probably, it's just a few simple melodies, right?]

[However, if it's just a few simple melodies, why is this guy confident that after he finishes singing, let him make a decision about whether to sing or not.] 】