Chapter 22: A Hasty Name!

Noon the next day.

Lin Zhenshen rarely overslept.

This guy won the first lottery ticket in his life, his worth skyrocketed, swelled, he tossed and turned all night, and he didn't know what time he went to sleep, and when he got up, he found that it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

Lin Dingdang didn't know what he had in mind, so he didn't knock on the door and call him up, and what he never expected was that Lin Dingdang also cooked for him.

There is nothing unusual about cooking, but what is strange is that it is not instant noodles?

Braised pork ribs, steamed sea bass, grilled fat beef, and the most time-consuming Cantonese soup.

According to Lin Dingdong's cooking skills, this table of dishes will take at least a few hours, which is completely contrary to her fast-food style!

There will be no pie in the sky, and there will be a reason and a death.

Lin Zhen remembered the abalone peel cutting incident the night before, and he didn't dare to put down the chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat, eat, I got up early in the morning and prepared until now. โ€

Lin Dingdang walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of lotus seed lily white fungus syrup, and as soon as he sat down, a smile on the corner of his mouth lifted up, and he looked at him stupidly.

Lin Zhenshen put down his chopsticks and couldn't help asking, "...... What have you been inspired by?"

Lin Dingdang rarely did not change his face, but said gently: "You are going to sing in front of more than 10,000 people tonight, I am afraid that you will be nervous, make something delicious to strengthen your courage." โ€

"Ten thousand!?"

Lin Zhenshen was stunned: "Are there so many people?"

"Of course, this year happens to be the thirtieth anniversary of Shenyi, (the overhead world, some things are too lazy to check the information, please understand) Some of the previous graduating seniors will also return to the school to participate, so it is normal for so many people to have them. โ€

All right.

When Lin Dingdong said this, Lin Zhenshen did feel a little pressured.

He is not born stupid and bold, and it will be a huge challenge to perform this kind of thing in front of tens of thousands of people for the first time.

Lin Zhenshen suddenly regretted it a little.

Although he is the protagonist, the past eighteen years of life have been ordinary, and it doesn't seem to be ordinary...... When he was a bad student, he often read the review book in front of the whole school, and there were thousands of people each time, which was quite a lot.

[However, it is different after all.

It doesn't take any technology to read the review, it doesn't matter if you don't look up during the whole process, it doesn't matter if you read it wrong, and it doesn't matter if you're shy and talk like a mosquito. ใ€‘

[But singing in front of more than 10,000 people is a technical job that needs to shine, and there is no room for error, and there is no click, "This student asks you to read this kind of thing again", and if you sing it, you will lose face. ใ€‘

Thinking about it this way, what kind of courageous meal is Lin Dingdang cooking, this is clearly a severed head meal, urging him to eat well and hurry on the road!

[I hope that the rich experience accumulated from many school-wide reviews can be more or less useful.] ใ€‘

Lin Zhenshen opened and ate it, and the braised pork ribs were sandwiched first...... In one bite, the taste is ...... It's hard to put into words, let's eat a fish......

After Lin Zhenshen tasted all the dishes separately, he was silent for a while, raised his head, and said seriously in Lin Dingdang's expectant gaze: "Sister, I miss the instant noodles you made." โ€

Lin Dingdang: (โ•ฏโ€ตโ–กโ€ฒ)โ•ฏ(โ”ดโ”€โ”ด

In the end, Lin Zhenshen still didn't use Lin Dingdang's own love decapitation rice, because after Lin Dingdang tried it himself, he honestly went to boil water to make noodles.

"Hey. โ€

Lin Zhenshen looked at her busy back and sighed.

[It seems that the burden of cooking cannot be relieved for the time being. ใ€‘

......

After the two of them were full, they came to Shenyi again.

In the afternoon, there is no rehearsal, but you need to put on makeup, change into a riotous costume, and communicate with the lighting engineer about the position, and it is best to be able to determine the cooperation of the temporary band.

After all, this band has only been formed for a day, and it has only been run-in for a day, if you want to say that there is a tacit understanding, it is purely open.

The two sisters and brothers came to the music room, and at this time, Dai Zongxing was the only one in the room who was debugging the keyboard, and that serious appearance couldn't help but remind Lin Zhenshen of many iceberg glasses male anime characters.

It's really quite like that!

Lin Zhenshen: "Morning, why are you alone?"

"It's not early, there are only nine hours and seven minutes left until the show. Dai Zongxing replied without raising his head.

"What about the others?"

"The Jin sisters and Emily just went out, saying that they disliked the clothes prepared by the school were too ugly, and they had to prepare their own clothes, Yuan Heng was practicing with the string orchestra early in the morning, and he went out to eat until he practiced just now, Lei Wanjun... It hasn't come yet. โ€

When Dai Zongxing said this, he finally raised his head and looked at the two sisters and brothers, and said in a stern tone: "You guys are too leisurely, although you say that the accompaniment is done, you can't be so lazy." โ€

"Lin Dingdang, especially you, if you are not talented enough, then use hard work to make up, although Professor Huang said that you may become a first-class pianist in China, but if you don't have the right attitude, it may only be possible. โ€

Lin Dingdang was also embarrassed to be said like this, so he directly admitted his mistake.

Dai Zongxing held his glasses and said indifferently: "You don't have to apologize to me, we are not friends anyway." โ€

Lin Jingdong: "......"

Lin Zhenshen: "......"

This guy is really a straight man of steel!!

Turned his head to look at Lin Zhenshen and said, "Lin Zhenshen, are you sure you don't want to go through it with everyone before the official performance?" I have only heard your singing, and they only know your writing ability, but they don't know your singing skills, is this really okay?"

"Of course you can, what I lack is not tacit understanding with you, what I lack is on-the-spot experience. โ€

Yesterday, in order to take care of Lin Dingdang, he saved his strength to release water.

If you really want to let go of singing, with his current world-class high-level singing skills, with a thin piano accompaniment, he will definitely not be able to hold it.

And world-class singing skills are not his hole cards, the real insoluble skill is that emotional drive. As long as it is used, unless it is the kind of person with strong psychological quality and extraordinary skills, everyone will be completely dominated by him like Lin Dingdong.

Yesterday, after using emotion to drive, he even had an in-depth discussion with the author, and the two agreed that this skill seems to be weak, but in fact it has infinite potential.

If this skill is promoted to the top, and combined with the top-level perfect voice, I am afraid that a few words will be able to fool people and not find the north.

It can be called, a big killer for flirting girls!

Dai Zongxing nodded, since Lin Zhenshen himself has self-confidence, so be it.

At this time, the Jin sisters and Emily happened to come back with several bags.

Lin Zhenshen saw the labels printed on the outside of those packaging bags, and roughly calculated, the things in the hands of the three of them had to break 10,000 yuan, and he suddenly gasped in his heart, how rich are the three girls of Made!?

Emily walked up to Lin Zhenshen, handed one of the bags to him, and said, "I also bought one for you, can you try it?"

"Huh?"

Why did you buy it for me? Could it be that you found that buying music didn't work, so you changed your methods?

Lin Zhen pondered for a moment, but still refused: "Thank you, I don't need it." โ€

"We went to see the clothes prepared by the school first, and to be honest, it is estimated that the person who purchased it is a teacher of a certain age, and his taste is really not ordinary and old-fashioned. โ€

The one who spoke was Jin Shanshan, she was the older sister of the twins, and her personality was more cheerful and heroic.

Jin Guangguang is a younger sister, her temperament is completely different from Jin Shanshan, she is a soft girl who speaks softly and glutinously, and she also echoed softly: "It's really not good-looking." โ€

โ€œwhy๏ผŸโ€

"I didn't buy the tune again, why did I refuse this time?"

Lin Zhenshen said bluntly: "It's good for me to wear the clothes prepared by the school, as for the usual, I am still used to wearing it like now, short-sleeved shorts and sneakers, I can't get used to wearing too formal clothes." โ€

You can wear it for a formal occasion later. โ€

Lin Zhenshen shook his head and said, "I'm a junior in high school now, where can I participate in so many formal occasions." โ€

Emily saw that Lin Zhenshen was unmoved, and she no longer insisted on it, no matter what year it was, it would not be her turn to be a licking dog for others.

Then came the bass player Grenade Wanjun, this guy was more silent than Jin Guangguang, almost no sense of existence, a little sorry for the yellow hair on his head.

Throughout the afternoon, except for Lin Zhenshen and Yuan Heng, everyone else was discussing and debugging the instruments, and Professor Huang also joined in at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Zhenshen nested on the sofa to make up for sleep, does he know musical instruments, or is he national.

But, if you don't pretend you don't understand, you can be lazy, why not pretend if you can, besides, no one has asked him for his opinion.

This sleep, I lay down until dinner time.

"Yo, the food is good. โ€

Yuan Heng pinched the door where he entered, and he couldn't be on time, and he stayed in the string orchestra all afternoon, and when the time came, he could officially sing, and he could pull at least seven string accompaniments.

Lin Zhenshen looked at a table of rich dishes, with mountain delicacies and seafood, and knew that they were packed in a big restaurant.

Professor Huang reminded Lin Zhen before moving his chopsticks: "You eat less, although it is just a song, but some people can't control their hiccups when they are nervous, and eating a half-full can just inhibit the physiological phenomenon of nervous hiccups." โ€

Lin Zhenshen: "......"

Question, when a person who only eats one instant noodle meal at noon, how can he face the big meal in front of him and not be able to eat a full meal?

He remembered the precautions for supplementing nutrition as much as possible during the three days when the primary perfect body took effect, and it had been two days, not to mention any nutrition, he hadn't even eaten enough.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong, but the feeling of being hungry was too bad.

It's so hard for me!

Jin Shanshan was taken aback, and after burping Lin Zhenshen with envy, he opened his mouth and asked Professor Huang: "Eh, Professor Huang, I heard that the school and the TV station have negotiated, and the TV station will broadcast our Shenyi party, is it really fake?"

Professor Huang nodded and said, "It's true, but it's not the so-called golden time, it may not be broadcast until ten o'clock." โ€

"It doesn't matter if it's ten o'clock, it's on TV. โ€

Jin Shanshan's face flashed with anticipation, glanced at Lin Zhenshen, and snorted: "It's really cheap for you, like this performance, generally only the lead singer has a camera." โ€

Yuan Heng half jokingly and half teasingly: "That's not for sure, you four beauties are on stage together, maybe who will become a supporting role." โ€

The object of ridicule is the Jin family sisters, Lin Dingdong, Emily, and the object of ridicule is, of course, Lin Zhenshen.

Emily looked at the boy's little talent for music, which made him a little jealous.

"By the way, Xiaolin, what's the name of our band?" asked Yuan Heng.

Lin Zhenshen: "Temporary band, take one at random?"

Dai Zongxing said: "How about the pompous band? Your song is called pompous. โ€

"Okay. โ€

Jin Shanshan: "How can you use the name of the song as the name of the band, it's too narrow, just call it the Golden Light Explosion Band!?"

Lin Zhenshen smiled and nodded: "It's okay, it's okay." โ€

Emily: "I think it's still called the Tian Yuan Band, and in Go it means the center and the beginning. โ€

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. โ€

Yuan Heng was speechless: "I said, as the lead singer, can you be a little assertive? This or that is okay, you are too slippery!"

Lin Zhen thought for a while and said, "Then it's called a snack band, a homophonic snack." โ€

A group of sloppy people hastily decided on the name of this improvised band.