Chapter 126: The Originator of the Draft (46) Explained

As the game progressed, Hu Xueyao's mentality changed unconsciously.

At first, she was a bit of an upstart mentality, she had been wronged, and once she was in power, she would be particularly sensitive and concerned about being neglected and light.

Even if she provoked first, and Bolan fought back reasonably, she still hated Bolan.

The peach hair incident has become a farce. exposed herself, but Bolan was unharmed.

Hu Xueyao was looking forward to seeing Bolan lan's languishing and embarrassed after being bullied by the Internet, but the matter was easily settled. Even He Xinlei specially told her not to move.

With nowhere to send out the nameless fire, she can only practice hard, who knows, practicing and practicing, looking at herself who has made great progress, a new sense of fulfillment and satisfaction arises spontaneously.

In the 20-in-10 competition, she directly advanced with her ability, and even Huang Hong did not hesitate to praise.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that those calculations and revenge were a bit childish.

After the revenge is over, what can be done except for a short period of degassing?

It's better to improve yourself. From another point of view, making yourself better and better is the biggest counterattack to those who despise you.

So after the game, Chen Ai wanted to trouble Bolan, but she stopped it in time.

Chen Ai is her little follower, and Chen Ai's provocation is easily taken as her instruction.

She just wants to improve herself now, but she has no interest in getting involved in right and wrong anymore.

It's strange to say that Bolan sang "Chinese Nunchuck" during the first rehearsal, Hu Xueyao only felt that Bolan was really crazy to choose this song.

When I listened to it for the second time during the formal rehearsal, I had a strange feeling that I couldn't tell the truth.

It wasn't until the official competition that she heard this song for the third time, and she actually had a very energetic feeling.

This song is quite demonic, and it seems that the more you listen to it, the better it is.

Hu Xueyao clicked on the replay of the game on the Internet and listened to it again. This time, she couldn't help but hum along.

Especially the rap that spoke very fast, although I couldn't hear the words clearly at first, I felt that it was so cool when I listened to the words again. She couldn't help but copy the lyrics and practiced that rap over and over again.

After practicing for half an hour, I could barely keep up with the rhythm.

Hu Xueyao, who had a dry mouth, poured herself a glass of water, and suddenly reacted: What am I doing?

Oh my God, that's amazing!

Chen Ai came back at this time, and every time the game was over, she had to go out and call home to report the good news.

Listening to "Huaxia Nunchuck", which was still playing on a loop, Chen Ai was dumbfounded: "Mei Yao, you, you, what are you doing?" ”

Hu Xueyao's heart moved, and she pulled her: "Come and listen to the song." ”

Chen Ai sat down as if he was tortured, and listened with a bitter expression.

Once, twice, three times......

On the fourth time, she finally looked surprised: "This song ...... Why does it seem to have gotten better? ”

In addition, I had heard it three times during rehearsals and competitions before, and it was not until the seventh time that Chen Ai felt the charm of "Chinese Nunchuck".

Hu Xueyao thought that she had a different feeling for the third time, and she was inexplicably proud. It seems that my musical comprehension is even better.

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On the plane, there was honey lemonade in front of Bolan, obviously Cen Xing felt that this drink was good for his throat.

The thinly sliced lemon floats in the pale yellow honey water, and Bolan takes a sip, sweet and sour, which is the taste she likes.

She didn't speak, and her eyes inadvertently fell on the wrist that was pulled by Cen Xing.

Isn't there anything to explain for this man?

Fortunately, Cen Xing was not so excessive, he quickly said that there would be a resurrection vote later, and Bolan would definitely be able to return to the stage.

Bolan said in her heart: "This is what you said 'guarantee that I will be fine'?" ”

Eliminate first, and then come back, with big ups and downs, this is called going to be fine?

Is this a race, or a roller coaster?

Cen Xing readily admitted: "Yes, I deliberately expressed it very vaguely, or rather, I deliberately let you misunderstand that you can advance directly." ”

Bolan blinked, so unashamed, it really made people not know how to answer his words.

Cen Xing continued: "Because only by misleading you can you have no distractions and perform the song well. In fact, you do interpret the song perfectly. ”

Bolan was speechless: "I also think it's perfect, but besides you and me, who else thinks it's good?" In this case, how are you going to resurrect me? It's not going to throw money at me back, is it? ”

"Of course not." Cen Xing shook his head, "Just because I didn't think it sounded good at first doesn't mean that I won't feel good all the time." Sometimes, rejection is just because of strangeness and ignorance, and it has never been touched, which will make people instinctively resist. But good things, which can stand up to scrutiny and testing, will eventually be recognized and loved by more and more people. ”

As soon as Cen Xing said this, Bolan suddenly recalled the changes after Qin Zhen listened to the song several times, and remembered that she called on everyone on stage to listen to it again, maybe it would change.

Is that really the case? The more you listen, the better it sounds?

Bolan couldn't help but be curious: "We'll see." ”

"Do you know why I sent you the song in advance?"

“…… Say. ”

"I first heard you humming at school and found out that your voice was exactly what I had dreamed of. In addition to being excited, I have been observing, but I found that you are a timid girl with low self-esteem......"

Bolan was not happy and interrupted on the spot: "Hey! Is it appropriate to judge me like that in front of me? Is it polite? ”

Cen Xing was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said: "I didn't like to interact with people since I was a child, and I don't have any friends, so I always say and do what I think, if I offend you like this, I'm sorry." This is about not understanding the world, right? But I'll change, for you. ”

...... "For my throat."

Bolan scolded and said, "Then forgive you, Go on." ”

"When song and people are one, they are the most moving and charming. At that time, I was thinking, what kind of song is suitable for a girl with such a personality? Especially during the audition, your singing voice was delicate and sensitive, which made it difficult for me for a while. It's not quite compatible with my personality, and I'm thinking about creating songs that are tailored to you, but inspiration is always hard to come by. ”

"And then?"

"Unexpectedly, when you officially entered the competition, this problem naturally fell apart. I found that you seem to be a different person, and your temperament has become free, free and easy, which fits well with many of the songs I have written. And such a brand new you, but still singing those delicate little love songs, indescribably awkward and inappropriate. I want you to sing a song that suits you, so I put the song in your hands in advance. ”

Cen Xing looked at Bolan, his eyes were full of starlight, and there was a faint gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "I know that "Huaxia Nunchuck" is very suitable for you, but I am still a little surprised that you sang it so well. So, I'm really glad to have met you, and I'm glad that I can always go with you for the rest of my life. ”