Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

Shang Fei saw that everyone's eyes were all on Pan Bo. When he passed by Pan Bo, he wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but because of Pan Bo's posture of stepping forward, his left hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air .

He withdrew his hand, sincerely said to Pan Bo, "Don't worry too much, come on", and left the rehearsal room with others.

After everyone left, the spacious rehearsal room seemed even more empty. Liu Lu sat on the chair in the middle, and Pan Bo stood beside her. The two were speechless for a moment.

"What song do you want to change, let's sing." Liu Lu, who was writing and drawing on the notebook, finally finished her hand movements, took off the glasses on her nose and put them on the notebook, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

Pan Bo was a little surprised. He was ready to be scolded again by Liu Lu, but he didn't expect that Liu Lu didn't criticize him again.

He had an idea for the song he wanted to change the moment the APP urgently sent the reminder.

He cleared his throat and sang "whataman" he chose.

Liu Lu's back was originally leaning on the back of the chair. When Pan Bo opened his voice, he leaned forward slowly, and kept his eyes fixed on Pan Bo's face, as if he was confirming something.

Pan Bo's eyes also looked at Liu Lu's expression. Although he was confident due to the vocal training he received in his previous life, he was still a little timid when facing a professional vocal teacher.

And this was the first time he sang in his 22-year-old body. When the voice came out of his throat, it didn't show the effect he wanted.

Adapting to his original body while singing, Pan Bo finally sang the last note of this classic jazz song.

Liu Lu didn't look at him again, she lowered her head as if she was deep in thought.

Pan Bo was very disturbed. He felt that he hadn't performed well in the song just now, and his voice was not smooth in handling the transition, and his breath was unstable.The most important thing is that he clearly has an idea of ​​how to sing in his heart, but this body does not allow him to express the experience in his mind.

It turned out that returning with eight years of experience would not be smooth without obstacles.Pan Bo couldn't help being a little frustrated, and Liu Lu must have heard it too.

But what Liu Lu said was beyond his expectation: "Did someone already guide you?"

"Uh... no, I just practiced it myself." Pan Bo was a little at a loss, why did he involve someone else to guide him?

Liu Lu knows the children in these competitions clearly, and she knows the characteristics of each person's voice and the advantages and disadvantages of singing skills.

Every time she gives vocal guidance to them, not many people can understand the problems she pointed out thoroughly and make corrections.

Pan Bo's foundation is too poor, his basic skills are not solid, and he is still in a hazy state of controlling his own voice, but his understanding can be said to be the best among these players.

She was the first one to ask him to sing today, just to see how much he has improved after she taught him last week.

Just now, because she couldn't waste the time of other contestants, she didn't let Pan Bo speak.Now that Pan Bo finished singing, she was really surprised.

If you use speed to describe it, Pan Bo improved to 2 before, but this time Pan Bo is 20.

The obviously different singing style and the perfect handling of several key transitions made me surprised: what happened to Pan Bo this week to make such a big change?

She couldn't find any other reason except that someone gave him a small fire.

But Pan Bo said no. Could it be that he has changed from quantitative to qualitative, completely enlightened?

"Then you can sing this song, I will send your selection to the director later."

That means, can this song be changed?

Pan Bo quickly bowed again: "Thank you teacher!"

"Don't thank me in a hurry. Practice hard these two days." Liu Lu had already put on the glasses again at this time.

She was already looking forward to what kind of surprise Pan Bo would give her on Friday's rehearsal.

Liu Lu sat on the stool and waved her hand to signal that he could go: "Okay, go back quickly, the other players are probably waiting for you to go back to the hotel together. Go back and practice hard."

"Thank you teacher!" Pan Bo bowed again and walked towards the door.When he opened the door of the rehearsal room, Liu Lu stopped him from behind.

"Pan Bo, don't talk about it when you go back. I'll tell you after the rehearsal. This is not a good start. If everyone is like you in the end and says they want to change the song before the performance, how will the show be recorded?"

"Then the teacher...why did you agree to my change this time?" Pan Bo was surprised that the APP's guess was accurate, but he didn't understand Liu Lu's thoughts.

"This song is indeed better than the song "sayyouloveme" you picked before." Liu Lu said very cryptically.

"Sing well, seize every opportunity in your hands, and give your best effort."

Pan Bo looked back and felt the gentle smile on Liu Lu's face not far away.

With some emotion in his heart, he opened the door, and a gust of stuffy air rushed in.And when he saw Somfy standing at the door, the boredom in his heart surged up like the air outside.

Shang Fei asked him with a gentle smile, "How is it? Did Teacher Liu Lu agree?"

Pan Bo didn't look at him, and walked directly towards the stairs on the right.

"Pan Bo, what's the matter? Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?" Shang Fei frowned slightly, chasing after his footsteps, "I think, since this morning, you have treated me very badly. cold."

"Sometimes I'm a person who doesn't think too much about what I say, so don't take it to heart. If there is anything wrong with me, as long as you tell me, I will change it."

"After all, I really treat you as a friend."

Shang Fei's voice wafted in the corridor, Pan Bo thought that if he didn't make a sound, he should shut up knowingly.Unexpectedly, what Shang Feiyue said became more and more like that, and finally "revealed his true feelings" with him.

friend?He was really embarrassed to say these two words.

Provoked by his last sentence, Pan Bo opened his lips slightly and wanted to blurt out the depression in his heart, but the figure of a man at the corner of the stairs made him swallow the words in his mouth.

Xu Yi was leaning against the wall, with a cigarette between the index and middle fingers of his left hand. The red color on the cigarette was still flickering, and he exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth.

Shang Fei, who was catching up with Pan Bo, obviously didn't expect Xu Yi to hide here and smoke.

Xu Yi glanced at the two of them indifferently, and threw the half-burned slender cigarette on the trash can beside him.

Xu Yi was in the front, Pan Bo was in the middle, and Shang Fei was in the back. The three of them walked in a tacitly straight line from the stairs to the hall, and then returned to the car.

Everyone waited in the car for a long time, and some people were already hungry near the meal time, and the sharp-eyed people saw the three people walking towards the bus through the car window, and said happily to the driver: "Master, they are back! "

The uncle driver, who was carefully wiping the steering wheel and the row of buttons on the front table with a rag, heard it, opened the automatic door and shouted to the outside: "Hurry up, you three! The whole car is waiting for you hungry!"

Hearing the driver's Sinicization, Pan Bo speeded up and got into the car first.

He saw the two vacant seats behind the driver at a glance, said sorry to everyone, and when he looked towards the back seat, he saw only one vacant seat next to the skinny monkey fat man.

As soon as he sat down at the seat where he came, Xu Yi and Shang Fei also got into the car one after the other.

Xu Yi still looked expressionless, obviously he also noticed the scarcity of seats, stretched his long legs, and sat beside Pan Bo.

The two people who wanted to have a conversation sat together, Chen Chen and Zhao Wenxiao greeted him in the back row, Shang Fei had no choice but to go to the back row.

When the driver drove back to the hotel along the way he had come, the players who had already been dizzy and hungry got out of the car in a swarm.

Pan Bo was also hungry. The so-called "buffet" he ate in the hotel restaurant in the morning was very simple. For his own skin and figure, he ignored fried noodles, fried dough sticks and sweet porridge, and only ate milk, bread, eggs and some vegetables.

The light diet has no oil or water, and the body of the 17-year-old quickly digests them all in the stomach.Listening to the conversation around him discussing where to open a small stove to improve the food, Pan Bo walked towards the hotel lobby alone.

He also wants to eat something delicious and nutritious, but the money in his bank account will not allow it.

Thinking about the balance of less than 2000 yuan in the account, as well as the tuition and living expenses for the next semester, Pan Bo felt powerless.

But Pan Bo felt very lucky when he thought that if he hadn't gritted his teeth and insisted on being admitted to Beijing Foreign Studies University and came to Beijing, he would have stayed at his rural home in Jiangsu.

No need to face the pair of parents who treat him as nothing and the elder brother who doesn't regard him as a younger brother at all, even if it is hard for a person to earn money to support his studies, he will be happy.

It's just that the matter of making money is imminent.

After finishing the box lunch prepared by the program team for the contestants in the hotel restaurant, Pan Bo returned to the dormitory and started looking for the contact information of the publishing house on the Internet.

Now that he has shown his face on TV, it is not appropriate to be an English tutor for students. He can only find a translation job for a publishing house like he did in his previous life.

Fortunately, his professional English and Japanese as a second foreign language have never fallen behind.During the few years when he didn't have the chance to appear in public, he used it all to study, learning language, learning vocal music, learning acting, and learning boxing.

Pan Bo turned on his second-hand laptop, waited for 2 minutes and finally turned it on, and waited another minute before opening the browser.

The fast-running fan whined, and just as Pan Bo typed in "publisher contact information" in Baidu's search box, the screen suddenly went black and the fan stopped running.

He closed the screen, and patted the intersection of the screen and the keyboard skillfully, trying to restore the poorly connected cable to normal.But the familiar "maintenance method" didn't work this time. After pressing the power button more than a dozen times, the computer still didn't respond at all.

The author has something to say: Thank you sohu, Lei Lei for the boy Menghua vote~