Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Thousand Miles to Meet
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"Why are you here?!" The two spoke almost simultaneously.
This face-wrenching person is none other than Yu Xian's roommate Li Dafen.
"Yo, it's okay, salted fish, and even played live broadcast." Li Dafen glanced at Yu Xian's mobile phone screen propped aside with a pole, and then a wicked smile appeared on his face, "Aren't you afraid that you will fall asleep in the middle of eating and become a live broadcast sleep?" ”
"How can I be, am I that kind of salted fish?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Dafen didn't respond, but the salted fish brother talk room reacted first.
"Yes."
"Of course."
"You're the salted fish! The first live broadcast was halfway through the singing and said that I was sleepy. ”
"They all call themselves 'Salted Fish Brother', and you still don't admit that you are Salted Fish?"
……
"Hey, salted fish, can you close the live broadcast first, let's recognize each other in this live broadcast?"
"Who is recognizing your live broadcast with you!" Yu Xian scolded with a smile and pulled the phone screen forward, "I'm sorry, that's all for today's live broadcast, we'll see you next time." ”
"Don't, let's broadcast it for a while......"
"Let me see if you recognize ♂ your relatives."
"The one above, your symbol is kind of interesting."
"I want to see Brother Salted Fish being done (blocked)!"
……
Salted Fish has withdrawn from the live broadcast room.
Just when Brother Salted Fish's talk room was bustling, Yu Xian closed the live broadcast.
"Li Da Troll, do you remember that your hometown is not the magic capital, why did you come here?" Yu Xian asked first.
"Hey, I don't want to, oh, that's my mother, she forced me to come to the magic capital. Hey, what's the matter with you? Still with your sister, traveling? ”
"There are plans for a tour, but it's ......"
In the middle of Yu Xian's words, Li Dafen's mother walked over, with a touch of red on her cheeks, and she looked a little swaying when she walked.
"Dafen, a friend you know?" There was a drunken look in her tone.
"Oh, I'll introduce you." Li Dafen patted Yu Xian's shoulder with his hand, "This is my brother and my current roommate, Yu Xian." That was his sister, Yu Jiajia. ”
"Hello Auntie." Yu Xian and Yu Jiajia responded in unison.
"Tsk, don't call me Auntie, it sounds too old-fashioned! My name is Li Ling, just call me Sister Ling. Li Ling drunkenly opened her eyes, squatted down, and then leaned closer to her head to take a closer look at Yu Xian's face, "Yo, do you have any interest in filming with your sister Ling?" ”
Li Ling stretched out her left hand, pinched Yu Xian's chin with her thumb and forefinger, and then licked her lips.
"Mom, hey, Mom?" Li Dafen reminded him softly, and seeing that Li Ling didn't react, he simply squatted down and helped Li Ling up.
Sure enough, as Li Dafen expected, Li Ling stood up, her head tilted directly, and she fell into a deep sleep.
"I'm sorry, but that's what happened after my mom drank. That's it, salted fish, if there's anything going on, call me, I can help, I'm sorry, I have to take my mother back first. ”
"It's okay, I'll look for you if there's something." Yu Xian waved goodbye.
This is the first time Yu Xian has seen Li Dafen so embarrassed, and of course, it is also the first time to see Li Dafen's mother.
Before that, he only knew that Li Dafen lived in a single-parent family.
Yu Xian looked at Li Dafen's back supporting Li Ling as he gradually moved away, and felt that Li Dafen's impression in his heart was plump and three-dimensional.
"Brother, my belly has been made big by you, and it's almost time to go back to the hotel to rest." Yu Jiajia's immature and sweet female voice pulled Yu Xian back from the depths of her mind.
"What's that...... Sister, I'll discuss something with you, don't always say something that is easy to be ambiguous, your brother and I have a bad heart......"
"Huh? That's because my brother always likes to think crookedly, right? ”
……
Next.
On the car that drove to the recording venue of the "Voice of China" audition.
Fanyu turned his head from the co-pilot's seat: "Yu Xian, what song are you going to sing?" ”
"Me? Get ready to sing an original song. ”
Hearing this, Fan Yu looked like "hating iron does not become steel", and shook his head slightly: "Then let me change the question, which mentor do you want to choose?" ”
"It depends on the mood, I can't tell."
“……”
Fan Yu choked up when he heard the reply, he sorted out the thoughts in his mind a little, and slowly spoke: "Although it is a audition, this "The Voice of China" is not so easy to mix. You're the thirty-first to play, so it's too late to change the song temporarily. These four mentors will definitely choose according to their own style, because only if they have their own style, or close to their own style, they will be sure how to teach you after they have chosen you. It's not that your original songs are bad, after all, if you choose songs according to the taste of a mentor, the pass rate will be greater. ”
What Fanyu said, Yu Xian had already considered. A? No, no, Yu Xian's goal is to get all four mentors to turn around.
"I'm fine, if you want to worry, worry about Su Li."
"It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers! Alas, why does Su Li need me to worry, you should worry about yourself first! ”
Almost an hour later.
Yu Xian and his entourage came to the recording site of the "Voice of China" audition.
To be precise, the car they were in drove to the door.
The first to get off was Fanyu, followed by Su Li.
As soon as Su Li got out of the car, a reporter ran over with his photographer.
"Hello, I'm Xunyin, a reporter from Fengge.com, are you participating in "The Voice of China"? Can you borrow two minutes of your time for an interview? ”
"Yes, you can." Zuli's arrogant face opened her mouth and smiled rarely.
"Are you a contracted singer? Or are you playing alone? ”
"I'm a contracted singer under Cool Cat Music."
"Well, just introduce yourself, or sing a couple of sentences."
"My name is Su Li and I'm from Cool Cat Music. You don't have to sing, you'll hear it on TV. Well, bye-bye. Su Li stretched out his hand and walked sideways past the reporter.
The reporter watched Su Li leave, so he had to shrug helplessly.
Immediately after, he captured Yu Xian, who had just gotten out of the car.
"Hello, I'm Xunyin, a reporter from Fengge.com, are you participating in "The Voice of China"? Can you borrow two minutes of your time for an interview? ”
"Yes." Yu Xian forced a smile on his face.
It's not that Yu Xian doesn't give face, it's that he doesn't have a good impression of entertainment reporters.
Interviews or something, it's okay to broadcast it, but I'm afraid that others will add oil and vinegar to it in the later stage, and explain it, and the bland interview will be changed into black history.
"Do you have any expectations for this audition?" The reporter apparently learned the lesson of the interview with Su Li and stopped asking about things that involved privacy and confidentiality.
"Expectation...... It's good not to fall asleep while singing. ”
"Huh?" The reporter didn't react for a while, and Yu Xian had already walked forward.