A day and a half later, An Ran woke up.

Then, An Ran posted a sentence on the QQ signature: I'm fine, I'm back.

One word to the world!

I came back safe and sound, and I came back alive with full blood!

As a result, most of the people who care about Enron have put their hearts down.

Naturally, Enron's friends and classmates also received the news.

On this sunny early winter morning, Wang Xiaofei took the initiative to call her newly recognized godmother Jia Nan ten minutes between classes, and told Jia Nan that An Ran was fine.

Jia Nan called Sun Xiaojun as soon as possible and told him that he woke up safely.

Then, Enron received a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello. Are you Enron? A slightly old voice rang out, An Ran was shocked, thinking that his "identity" was exposed, so he quickly hung up the phone.

"Toot ......" Sun Xiaojun only heard this voice in his ears.

"Huh? Why did this kid hang up on me? Sun Xiaojun was a little puzzled, so he dialed the phone number again.

"Toot ......" An Ran picked up the phone, and heard a name said there: "An Ran ......" hurriedly hung up the phone again, and memorized the number displayed on the phone twice, and swore in his heart that he would never answer this number again in the future.

As a result, before he could finish his oath, the phone rang again, still this number, still the trembling old voice: "Enron? ”

"It's me, what the hell do you want?" An Ran felt that he was on the verge of collapse, maybe the other party asked a few more words about his music, and he would go berserk or something.

There are also novels, if the other party knew that he was not only a singer but also a novel writer, An Ran decided to hire a killer to assassinate!

"Do you know how many places in a song you have unscientific pronunciation?" As soon as the other party opened his mouth, splitting his head and covering his face was a training!

An Ran was really blindsided by this person's training.

"Wait, old man, how do you know that I am safe? Also, how did you know our home phone number? An Ran pondered the taste, and dared to love that this old gentleman has a "relationship" with himself! Otherwise, ordinary fans won't have their own phone numbers.

"I am Sun Xiaojun, the judge of our Binhai City Singing Competition!" Sun Xiaojun slapped his head on the other end of the phone, daring to make a call for a long time, but he even forgot to say such an important thing as self-reporting.

"Oh, it turned out to be Judge Sun! Is there something you're looking for me? "Although I already have a rough guess in my heart, wouldn't it be better if the other party could say it himself?

"I've heard about your identity, and I'd like to talk to you about it because of some problems with your singing skills." Sun Xiaojun said.

"Oh, Mr. Sun, can you tell me the address of your home? I'd like to come and visit, and we'll talk face-to-face. An Ran vaguely felt in his heart that Sun Xiaojun might still be a famous artist in music, and he could listen to the shortcomings of his music level on the TT music platform, and Sun Lao's ability should not be underestimated!

"Okay, my family lives in ......" Sun Xiaojun reported an address, then said a few words to An Ran and hung up the phone.

Reaching out and wiping his face, Enran calmed himself down.

Thinking of what Sun Xiaojun said on the phone, An Ran laughed.

In his previous life, as a wandering singer, he may have learned a lot of things in terms of singing skills, but in the eyes of real musicians, his little toys are really not enough.

Enron was actually worried about this a lot in the days when he was engaged in music after his rebirth. He wanted to find a special music teacher to learn music systematically, and be more professional in vocal and practice.

And now, here's your chance! Judge Sun Xiaojun actually called him personally and provided him with this opportunity! This made An Ran surprised and moved at the same time.

After thinking about it, An Ran simply put on decent clothes and went out with some money.

Although his body was still a little weak, after three days of sleep, An Ran was finally able to move freely.

I bought some food on the street, and An Ran found it according to the address provided by Sun Xiaojun.

Sun Xiaojun's family lives in a very ordinary residential building community. When An Ran walked into the community with his things, there were still a bunch of old men playing chess around a tree at the entrance of the community.

"Looking for whom?" One of them saw An Ran standing at the gate looking around, obviously coming over for the first time, so he asked.

"Looking for Sun Xiaojun, he lives here, right?" An Ran smiled.

"Ah, old grandson! You go over there, Unit X, Unit X. ”

An Ran thanked him and left with his things.

"Hey, aren't you afraid that he is making trouble for Lao Sun?" Another old man who played chess asked for directions.

"The one carrying something." The pointer pointed this out very strictly.

"Alas, Lao Sun will definitely not accept anything from him." Another old man sighed.

"yes, I know." The old man who pointed the way nodded solemnly, looked at the back of An Ran, who knew nothing, and sighed.

……

After An Ran rang the doorbell, he looked curiously at the environment of Sun Xiaojun's house.

It's very old, like a building from ten years ago, the white walls are a little dirty green, there are some bonsai piled up at the door, and the steps are clean, you can see the temperament of the owner of this house.

Because it was close to noon, someone in the family was cooking, so An Ran was soon invited in.

"Elder Sun?" An Ran said hello to Sun Xiaojun.

"Sit down. Enron, right? I've listened to those songs on your TT music platform, and it's good. Sun Xiaojun smiled and nodded.

An Ran chuckled in his heart. Intuitively, he felt his identity exposed. But soon, the smile on Sun Xiaojun's face made his whole body relax.

Thinking about it again, when he sang at the Red Sun, he let out his words, and naturally he should have had the consciousness of revealing his identity a long time ago. Thinking about it this way, Enron is much calmer.

"Old Sun praised it." Enron is humble.

"Although the songs and tunes are excellent, you still have a lot of deficiencies in singing, just like this ......" Sun Xiaojun is a music idiot, although for some reason, he has not appeared in the music industry for many years, but his music skills are still there, and he is also clear when he chats with An Ran.

In just a few words, An Ran heard that Sun Lao's music skills were good, and immediately admired Sun Lao in his heart.

The rest of the time between the two of them became completely musical. An Ran asked, and Sun Lao answered. Sometimes Sun Lao would also ask a few questions about Enron's "creation", and Enron would also tell his experience one by one.

The two of them are old and young, and this conversation was actually talked about until the evening, and they even forgot to eat lunch!

PS: Thank you Yin Xin I, Zongman Saigao, Fragrance Rainforest, Oniy123 for your recommended votes. I was so sleepy last night, I got up early this morning and continued to write.