"Haha, I saw that your medical skills were so amazing, I really thought you were a god." Bei Jiajia responded half-jokingly, alleviating the embarrassment of-for-tat between the two.

"Comrade Pei Jiajia, don't make trouble here, go to rehearsal!" The third uncle was a little unhappy.

Bei Jia Canon brought the scene back, but it was surrounded by people from their art troupe, and everyone didn't say anything.

Gu Jia'an is not a person who is easy to fool, not to mention that Lu Xiaoxi is his future nephew and daughter-in-law, so he shouted at Lu Xiaoxi's iron lungs, out of love for talent, she also has to protect this girl.

After glancing at Lu Xiaoxi, Gu Jia'an still decided to beat Bei Jiajia two more sentences:

"Bei Jiajia, do you think Peng Yingying is gone, and you are the pillar of our group? It's not good for you.

I'll tell you straight, this little girl in front of you, the soprano of others sings higher and more steadily than you. ”

"I know it's wrong, so don't hurt me on purpose." Bei Jiajia didn't dare to quarrel with Head Gu, so she stuck out her tongue playfully.

Of course she didn't believe Gu Jia'an's words, there is only one pillar like Peng Yingying in the whole country, and she is a little worse than Peng Yingying, where are so many people stronger than her, and they just pick up a high school student and come?

"She and my sister are classmates, and my sister was chosen to lead the chorus in their class, she is also a candidate, and she has not received professional vocal training, how can she be higher than me."

"I see that you don't see the Yellow River and don't give up, I originally thought that I would wait until tonight, so as not to discourage your enthusiasm. Since you want to know, I'll hear it for you. ”

After speaking, Gu Jia'an took out a plate from his bag and put it into the CD player next to the TV.

Lu Xiaoxi didn't expect that the third uncle actually had a plate for their school's New Year's Day party.

Gu Jia'an transferred to the chorus of Lu Xiaoxi's class, and Lu Xiaoxi's clear and powerful lead voice is highly recognizable.

After listening, Bei Jiajia pursed her lips disdainfully.

She was obviously unconvinced, and muttered quietly in her mouth, but she was embarrassed to demolish the head of the regiment.

The third uncle smiled: "Comrade Pei Jiajia, pride makes people ugly, you were originally a very beautiful little girl, pride makes you ugly." ”

"I'm not proud, I'm just talking about things, this level of chorus is not up to the standard of our art troupe. I admit that her voice is very malleable, and you say that she has potential, and I agree, but you can't step on us old people just because of newcomers, right? Bei Jiajia said this, and she regretted it a little in her heart.

She only cared about listening to her sister's complaints, and forgot to find the truth of the matter. After listening to this chorus, she understood that Lu Xiaoxi was not a candidate in her sister's mouth, and people sang better, but her sister was jealous.

But who let that be her sister, this girl beat her sister, how could she not care. It's impossible to let this ordinary high school student step on her face, so how can she mix in the art troupe? She wants to follow Peng Yingying's path and become a singer in the future.

"Good. Then I won't save face for you, and I'll give you another paragraph. The third uncle glanced at Bei Jiajia and shook his head in disappointment.

Regardless of whether Lu Xiaoxi joins or not, Bei Jiajia is not suitable to be the pillar of their art troupe, and our art troupe is also an army establishment, and the first thing is character.

After listening to Lu Xiaoxi's Qingqing Plateau, Bei Jiajia's face changed, and she could sing that string of high notes, but it was definitely not as stable and lasting as Lu Xiaoxi. This level can only be achieved by Sister Yingying.