Zhang Yanfang said the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, "Your little junior sister is the first to be eliminated, her character is indeed not suitable for being a singer, indecisive, and the stable life of a university teacher is a better choice for her." You are the most mature one of the three people, you know how to forbear, know how to seize opportunities, and know how to put in all the efforts, these are the essential qualities of becoming a singer. It's just a pity that your talent limits your future development. You can be a singer and have the conditions to make your debut, but it will be difficult to be among the first-line ranks in the future. ”

"What about Kerr?" The long-haired girl seemed to accept the master's judgment, and she realized that she might not be able to become the master's successor.

"Kerr's heart is far inferior to yours, maybe her life experience is not enough, no matter how good her talent is, she can't become a qualified singer. That's why I asked her to practice for a year, hoping that this year's training would make her mentally grow, and Ke'er must understand that no one can succeed casually, not even me. ”

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In the afternoon, Feng Keer returned to the vegetable market, and the stall owner found that she had not seen her for a long time, and the young girl seemed to be a different person. Although I can usually see the girl's smiling face, there is always an indescribable helplessness and frustration behind that smile, but today is different, this girl has a positive and cheerful attitude that matches her age.

"Have you seen your master?" asked the stall owner curiously as he sprinkled water on the green vegetable leaves. She had persuaded Kerr many times to talk to her master Zhang Yanfang, but the girl never took that step.

The stall owner shook his head unexpectedly when he saw the girl, "I haven't met the master, but I'm sure I'll stay here for a full year," Feng Ke'er replied with a smile, the smile on his face brighter than the flowers in spring.

Indeed, Feng Ke'er didn't see her master, she just heard her master's voice again through the door. But those few words swept away all the gloom in Feng Ke'er's heart, and she finally knew the master's good intentions, and also knew the meaning of her cultivation in this vegetable market.

Feng Ke'er began to deliberately exercise her mind, and she found that the vegetable market turned out to be the most suitable place for her own cultivation, because there were many fish and dragons here, and all kinds of people could appear in the vegetable market. Ordinary office workers, outsiders who come out to work, hard-working housewives, and invisible rich people who live frugally are like an abbreviated version of society, and they have to experience it in such an environment.

If you want to be a singer, what you will have to face in the future is such a public, looking at the crowd of people coming and going in front of the vegetable stall, Feng Keer's heart has a little understanding. She silently observed the words and deeds of these people, and gradually, Feng Keer found that everyone has their own special preferences, there are so many vegetable stalls in the vegetable market, and the choices made by each guest seem to be irregular, but in fact, there are some factors that affect their decisions.

In addition, Feng Keer also began to notice the sound of the vegetable market, which was similar to the singing, that is, the shouting of each vendor in order to sell his goods.

Vegetables and meat in the wet market are not like ordinary commodities, there is not much difference in nature, and even many stall owners get their goods from the same supplier. So in order to attract more customers, proper shouting has become a very important method. Some stall owners shout long and long, others short and bright, and some stall owners shout loud and low voices, and some stall owners shout a special rhythm that sounds like a folk song in an alley.

Once she began to listen attentively, another door opened to Feng Ke'er, and she found that the priority of some shouts, as well as the way the words were pronounced and the length of the breath sounds, could indeed elicit different reactions from the general public. Among all the stall owners, the one with the most special shouting and the most able to attract the attention of customers through rhythm and tail notes always has the highest popularity in the whole vegetable market, and his vegetable stall is often surrounded by people on the inside and outside of the three floors, while in contrast, the two stall owners next to him can only look at the eyes.

The contrasting picture appeared in front of Feng Ke'er's eyes, and at a certain moment, Feng Ke'er suddenly opened his mouth, doesn't this coincide with the master's teaching? When he sang "Qingping Tune" over and over again, the master always grabbed a few of his own bites and tail notes, and at that time he thought that the master was simply picking a bone in the egg, but now it seems that just the length of a tail note may be able to influence the emotions of the public.

Thinking of this, Feng Keer was overjoyed, she even ran to the most popular stall owner, and said solemnly, "Thank you!" Before the other party could react, Feng Keer floated away like a butterfly, making the stall owner completely confused.

In different states of mind, time passed in the blink of an eye, and a few months later, Feng Ke'er had completed a whole year of cultivation in the vegetable market. On the last day, the housekeeper actually appeared very punctually, as if he had a countdown timer in his hand, as soon as the time came, he would send Feng Ke'er to where he should go.

The housekeeper gave Feng Ke'er time to say goodbye, she insisted on peeling the last small pile of edamame, and when she put the last green bean away, Feng Ke'er looked up and found that the middle-aged stall owner had red eyes in front of her for the first time.

After a year of getting along, the stall owner fell in love with the girl completely, and even ignored her appearance that made all women jealous. Feng Ke'er was the first young man to complete his cultivation here, and the stall owner knew very well how difficult it had been for Ke'er in the past year. She used to think that today's young people like to give up halfway, and they all like to have the dream of becoming a star, because that kind of work is glamorous and can live a life without touching the spring water.

The stall owner once thought that Feng Keer was also one of these people, and it was impossible for a beautiful girl like her to stay in the vegetable market and endure hardship, let alone last for a year. But the facts have changed the stall owner's opinion, and she also understands that although becoming a singer is glamorous on the surface, it also requires a lot of sweat behind it.

"Go ahead, Ke'er, you'll be able to become popular in the future," the stall owner said from the bottom of his heart, letting go of his embrace.

"Hmm," Feng Ke'er nodded and replied heavily.

The housekeeper took her into the car and left the vegetable market, and the destination of the car was Zhang Yanfang's villa...