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Absorbing the strengths of others to enrich oneself is the most important means for Hee Sung to learn things.

He returned "Like a Shot" to Bai Zhiying, mainly because this song was originally sung by Bai Zhiying in the memory of otaku, and it was sung extremely classic, but he also had the intention of stealing a teacher, and wanted to hear with his own ears how this "original singer" interpreted this song.

Bai Zhiying can't peek into Hee-sung's heart, even if she knows that Hee-sung wants to steal the teacher, she may not take it to heart.

S's piano room is very rich in content, although the area may be a little smaller, but there are all kinds of musical instruments, a variety of flowers are laid out in the room, Hee Cheng sat down in front of the piano and began to get used to the keys.

"How old are you?" Baek Ji-young sat in a high chair next to the piano, his gaze resting on Hee-sung's delicate and delicate face.

In her opinion, Hee Sung is actually not very handsome, his facial features are not masculine enough, and when he purses his mouth, he is not as cute as his age, and he is a little unkind.

But his temperament is very good, so good that when people look at him, they will be engraved in their hearts.

"Sixteen." Hee Sung's slender index finger dropped lightly on the keys, "If you can, let's get started." ”

He doesn't like to be talked about about himself, which makes him feel like he's being spied on.

For Baek Ji-young, the otaku likes her songs very much, but he doesn't have much interest in her, so the current Hee-sung is under the influence of the otaku, and he doesn't want to communicate with her outside of songs.

"Uh......" Bai Zhiying sighed a little stupidly, "Please wait a minute, give me two minutes." ”

I don't know if this child is cold by nature, or looks down on herself, she is slightly lost, but her good professionalism makes her quickly devote herself to the perception of the song.

At this time, the piano room remembered the sound of Hee-sung's piano.

Some people say that the most poignant music in the world is played by the erhu, but the erhu cannot express the wider range and richer harmony that the piano can express.

The piano is more humane and more able to tell a story, not just a tear-jerking art.

Bai Zhiying was very attentive, and she didn't even have the distraction to lament Hee-sung's skillful piano skills that were very inconsistent with her age, and when Hee-sung played it for the second time, she gently opened her lips.

Like a shot/listless/only smiling/just smiling/just smiling/just smiling/just smiling/just smiling/just asking this time/why did we break up......

Hee-sung listened carefully while playing the piano, and sometimes, if he felt it was necessary, he would gently echo and sing.

If anyone is here, they will definitely feel that Hee-sung's voice is interspersed with Baek Ji-young's singing, very much like a soul wandering in an empty room, occasionally coming out and echoing sadly, and there will be an illusion that they are talking with their souls.

Of course, they are not very skilled in the first attempt, so the cooperation is not so tacit, and there are even mistakes in some places.

But Baek Ji-young is an old singer after all, and when she is intoxicated by the atmosphere of singing, she still shows those shining places very keenly.

So when the song was finished, she immediately made an invitation, "Hee-sung, if it's convenient, when you record this song, can you help me sing the harmony?" ”

Hee Sung was still analyzing and reminiscing about her singing skills, and when he heard her say this, he nodded in confusion without even thinking about it.

How can I have that kung fu, when he reacts, he can't say anything about repentance, he is not a person who likes to repent.

At noon, Pan Guangxi hosted a banquet for Hee Cheng at the Chinese restaurant behind the Queen's Building, and from beginning to end, in addition to not persuading him to drink, whether it was chatting or talking, or talking and behaving, he did not treat him as a child at all.

This made Hee Sung have a good impression of him, and even shook hands with him to say goodbye when he left.

Of course, the 10 million song royalties plus the subsequent record sales share is another reason to promote his harmony.

Before the five million was spent, another 10 million came in, more than 10 million was enough for him to finish high school, and for the first time he felt that it was so simple to live on his own.

"Ah, I heard that you were a trainee, why didn't I see you, you kid won't dare not come on the first day." On the other end of the phone was Cui Siyuan, and his tone was quite angry.

"It's afternoon now, let's go again tomorrow." Xicheng said with some low interest.

He likes to wander the boulevards of the city, wandering aimlessly, watching pedestrians with different looks rush past him.

There are a lot of people, but because they are out of place, they feel lonely at this time, this loneliness may not make people feel pain, and Xicheng enjoys this loneliness very much, just like walking in an urban picture.

When he used to learn to draw, he would most often draw passers-by walking in a hurry and the various expressions on their faces.

Hee-cost plans to spend an afternoon like this, after all, today's sun is very good, shining warmly on his body, as for the company, he doesn't plan to work as hard as an ordinary trainee.

"I'm waiting for you at the door of the company, you must come, please eat in the evening." Cui Siyuan hung up the phone without saying anything, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Xicheng looked at the mobile phone that had been hung up, and sighed in his heart, how to say that he is also a friend he has known since childhood, and now he belongs to the same company, so it is not too much to meet him. He beckoned a taxi to the company on the side of the road, but when he arrived at the door of the company, he didn't see Cui Siyuan's shadow, only a large group of fans samp; m at the door, I don't know who is waiting.

He only realized when he got out of the taxi that he should go through the back door.

But now that the matter has come to this, he has no intention of running away.

Three-three-two-two-two stay in the samp; The boys and girls outside M are actually the most common scenery here, especially now that the winter vacation is over, and the students who have nothing to do have come over to fight.

If they're lucky, they'll be able to meet their idols, get autographs or shake hands, and even if they're unlucky, they'll be able to chat with their peers or exchange autographed posters from their collections.

"Wow, this is a samp; m new trainees, so beautiful......"

No matter where Xi Cheng went, he was the focus of people's attention, and it was even more obvious in this place where the star chasers gathered, and he became the object of discussion before he got out of the car and walked a few steps.

"I don't know, I saw her for the first time today, who has seen her before." Someone raised their voice and asked.

Come to samp; There are most star-chasing people at the door of company m, but there are also many people who pay attention to trainees, and there are even people who fan trainees, such as most of the members of sJ, who were concerned by many star-chasing families before their debut.

They just waited in the samp; At the door of M, when I saw a trainee who attracted attention, I took a picture with my mobile phone.

"So beautiful Ernie, it must be samp; M's trainees. "Even if no one has seen Hee-sung, it doesn't hinder their judgment.

The bored children all came to their senses, although they didn't come around, but their words could be clearly transmitted to Xicheng's ears.

Hee Sung looked at the little girls who were discussing him, stopped and walked over to enter the company.

"I'm a man, you see......" he tilted his head and touched his neck with his hand, "There's an Adam's apple, isn't it?" ”

Several little girls were stupid by his convulsions, and looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

"I'm a little taller than you, skin...... Your skin isn't as white as yours. "Actually, some of these girls' skin is really not as good as his, but this is one of the few places where he can prove that he is a boy, so he can only make do.

He can't hold someone's hand and let them touch his boobs to verify it for himself.

"Do you believe it?" Seeing that they were stupid and didn't speak, Xicheng couldn't help but ask, and when his meager patience ran out, his voice was a little cold.

Maybe there is such a thing as aura, and a few little girls nodded busily, "Letter...... Letter ......"

"Ugh." Xicheng rubbed his forehead, what he actually wanted to do most was to scold, "You poultry, you can't even tell the difference between male and female, you're stupid." ”

However, this sentence of poultry finally did not come out. When he was young, a girl gave up the piano lesson crying because of his abuse, and since then, he has never scolded anyone even if he is angry again.

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