The reborn top idol

Chapter 466: Singing Bowl

What Jin Minghe gave to Chu Qianmian was a very unique musical instrument.

——Singing bowl.

Chu Qianmian looked at the dark golden "pot" with patterns carved on it placed on his desk, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This guy must have deliberately given me this weird thing!

"Tell me the truth, do you want me to accompany you while you meditate?"

He exposed Jin Minghe's plan with an expressionless face.

Jin Minghe laughed and lay down on the bed, "You are sensible."

The singing bowl, also known as the Himalayan bowl, is a sound therapy instrument. The sound it produces is magical, an energy vibration that can be heard, seen, and felt. It can make people feel calm and clear-headed and has a wonderful healing effect.

Having said that, Chu Qianmian still likes this gift very much.

The singing bowl is rough yet delicate, with an ancient charm.

It also comes with a handmade cotton pad with ethnic style and a wooden hammer with a felt head.

Jin Minghe's taste is guaranteed, and the color combination of this set of musical instruments is very elegant and distinguished.

Chu Qianmian admired it for a while, then picked up the wooden hammer beside him and tried to tap the singing bowl lightly.

The bowl emitted a long and lingering humming sound.

It seemed as if I could see the layers of sound spreading throughout the room.

The two looked at each other and neither wanted to speak, so as not to ruin the elegant mood.

The buzzing sound lasted for a long time before slowly dying down.

"How about it, this gift is great, right?" Jin Minghe said proudly.

Chu Qianmian gently stroked the patterns on the bowl with his fingers, "Tsk, it's so mysterious and golden, why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift?"

"To celebrate your excellent results in the art exam!" Jin Minghe answered as a matter of course.

Chu Qianmian was actually very happy in her heart, but her expression looked a little unnatural.

"I'm not like Qiqi, who got first place in the exam. There are many people who are better at music than me. What is there to celebrate?"

"Others are others, and you are you." Jin Minghe said seriously: "Anyway, I think you are the best!"

Chu Qianmian felt that his heart was like a drum, being knocked several times.

He didn't dare to look at Jin Minghe's smiling face, and just curled his lips, "That's because you know too few people."

"You're pretty good, too." Jin Minghe smiled and lay down on the bed, "Please accompany me while I take a nap."

“Tsk, I knew it!” Chu Qianmian rolled his eyes, “Jin Mingya, you brat!”

Jin Minghe didn't answer and closed his eyes.

Chu Qianmian looked over and saw only the boy's calm face.

His black hair was spread out, revealing his particularly full forehead.

This boy has delicate brow bones, a strong nose bridge, a straight nose bridge, and a particularly regular face shape.

In particular, the angle of his jawline is perfect, smooth and dignified.

He is the ceiling of the light-colored group. He is dignified, handsome and elegant.

Therefore, nobility has always been Jin Minghe's most obvious personal characteristic.

Chu Qianmian envied his generous and upright appearance the most.

He tapped the singing bowl gently, letting the melodious sound slowly fill the room.

Unconsciously, I was looking at the boy's calm face with his eyes closed, and I was a little dazed.

Jin Minghe suddenly opened his eyes and said softly, "Brother Mian, why are you looking at me?"

Chu Qianmian was just about to strike with the hammer when he was startled when he heard him speak.

He felt a little embarrassed for being caught, and quickly looked away, "I was just checking to see if you were asleep!"

"Not yet." Jin Minghe closed his eyes again, "Knock again."

"You...!" Chu Qianmian was furious. "I won't knock anymore! If you want to knock, do it yourself!"

"I didn't sleep well last night." Jin Minghe said pitifully, "I've been feeling dizzy this morning."

Chu Qianmian knew that he was pretending to be pitiful, but she really couldn't ignore him.

"...I really owe you!"

He grabbed the singing bowl hammer helplessly.

"Thank you, Brother Mian." Jin Minghe said softly.

This time he did slow his breathing and slowly fell asleep.

After Chu Qianmian was sure that he had fallen asleep, he stopped knocking the bowl.

When he was chatting with Jin Minghe, he told her that he liked all kinds of musical instruments and found the sounds they made very interesting.

After staring at the boy's sleeping face for a while, he tiptoed out of the room.

The singing bowl, a new thing, became popular among the members for a while.

That night, Su Yuan and Fang Yinghao came back from school. As soon as they walked into the living room, they saw the floor full of people lying in all directions.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle was Chu Qianmian, who wanted to cry but had no tears.

By the way, there is also a Jin Minghe lying on the sofa. He doesn’t like lying on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Su Yuan put down the bag in curiosity.

"Brother Yuan, please come and rescue me! They are exhausting me to death!" Chu Qianmian complained with tears in his eyes.

The other kids were lying there with smiles on their faces, and Xu Yanbo even reached out to pull Su Yuan's trouser legs.

"Brother Yuan, come and listen with me, this singing bowl sounds really nice."

Lin Qiaoxi also enthusiastically invited Fang Yinghao.

After listening to their conversation for a while, the eldest and second brothers finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that everyone gathered in the living room because they wanted to experience singing bowl therapy.

Su Yuan smiled and asked, "Qianmian, why did you think of buying a singing bowl?"

Chu Qianmian quickly said, "It wasn't me, Minghe bought it for fun."

"Oh." No one asked any further questions.

Jin Minghe wanted to say that he gave it to Chu Qianmian, but seeing that he looked uncomfortable, he did not say anything.

Su Yuan was also very interested in this thing. He washed his hands and came over, taking over Chu Qianmian with great interest.

"You go lie down, Yinghao also lies down, I will knock!"

Everyone moved to allow the two newcomers to join.

The whole living room is like a yoga studio, which is both funny and weird.

Su Yuan calmed down, feeling the ancient and pleasant buzzing sound, and felt that his soul was also purified.

Lin Qiaoxi was lying in the corner. He thought he would be very upset, but he unexpectedly found peace.

The members' enthusiasm for the singing bowls did not last for a few days because the promotion of the single album began.

This promotion will start at the end of April and end in mid-May.

The title song is "Imperfect Child".

The choreography of this song is very simple, and can actually be considered just movement with a few hand movements.

This is the first time that FancyMates uses a slow song as its main hit.

But the popularity is still very high, especially after fans knew that this song was Su Yuan's masterpiece, they all expressed their amazement.

The first stage for the performance was chosen to be "Inkigayo". Among the three hosts, two were members of FancyMates. The program crew was also very fond of them and gave them a few minutes longer interview time than usual.

MC Yan Siyu smiled and said, "Then, let's ask the lyricist and composer Su Yuan to introduce this song?"

Su Yuan calmed down.

"Okay. Actually, what this song wants to express is the word 'thank you'. Each of us is actually just an imperfect child who wants to meet everyone's expectations and wants to work hard to become the best and most outstanding. However, in fact, everyone will get tired, especially when they cannot achieve their goals. Therefore, encouragement and support are the most important gifts for us, which can protect us..."

Fang Yinghao looked at the team leader who was talking eloquently from behind, feeling extremely proud!

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I was quite nervous when writing these two chapters, so I guess there are some typos. I will proofread them tomorrow morning. I have a headache and I am going to sleep now. Good night, my dears~~

(Typical correction)