Rebirth of the Aspirations of Choucheng

Ling Xi also accompanied Mr. Wu to meet Feng An and his staff before, but he didn't have a chance to talk. It is estimated that Feng An would never remember his existence.At first, Feng An left Ling Xi with a very elegant and serious impression. He has a clean face and well-dressed clothes. He speaks slowly and always spends a lot of time thinking. Compared with an artist, his temperament is more like an ivory tower. scholars within.

But in fact the meeting was not as formal as Ling Xi imagined, the whole atmosphere was more like everyone sitting together and chatting happily.Ling Xi gave Feng An a demo with a temporary copy, but Feng An still hoped that he could perform live.Singing is the least burdensome thing for Ling Xi. No matter what mood he is in, as long as he sings, he can always relax quickly, forget everything around him, and immerse himself in the world of music.

When Ling Xi lowered his head and concentrated on singing, Feng An kept looking at him with a smile on his face, as if he was standing in an art gallery and admiring a handicraft with great interest, while the assistant who took charge of the daily work with a hand-held camera kept walking around Go, and record Ling Xi's every move through the viewfinder.

After the whole song was sung, Feng An didn't express his opinion immediately, but called Ling Xi to sit in the rest area and have a cup of tea by the way.Ling Xi couldn't judge Feng An's evaluation of him from his expression, and he felt somewhat uneasy. After entering, he hesitated a little, and chose to sit on the sofa farthest from Feng An.

Feng An looked at Ling Xi silently, and could see that he was very reserved, sitting there with his back straight, and his hands resting on his knees, a little stiff.But the way he looks at people is very sincere and firm, without the slightest wavering or flickering.It wasn't until he had seen enough that Feng An said softly, "Your name is Ling Xi, right? It sounds nice."

Ling Xi smiled shortly: "Thank you."

Ling Xi couldn't continue the topic, so Feng An had to talk about it alone: ​​"I thought you were Wu's assistant, but I didn't expect you to be a good singer. Just looking at the lyrics and composition, I never thought you would be so young. Said Come to think of it, I worked with Ah Wu more than [-] years ago when I first debuted, so I'm an old acquaintance, he has always had a good eye, and he is especially good at finding potential newcomers."

Ling Xi didn't know how to answer, so she just pursed her lips shyly and said nothing.

Feng An didn't care about his taciturnity: "I feel that you are very different from the version sung by the boy before. How should I put it...he is more emotional, while you are relatively reserved. Several of my colleagues who have heard him sing are full of enthusiasm. Expressed an urge to cry, but I see their reactions today are very calm."

Ling Xi turned her head to think about it, and frowned suspiciously: "Why do you want to make people cry?"

Faced with his sudden question, Feng An was taken aback for a moment, and his smile became more playful: "Just like exclaiming in pain, isn't 'crying' the most intuitive and convenient way to express sadness and frustration? "

Ling Xi raised her eyebrows disapprovingly: "I read the script of the movie from my teacher, and I also watched a few rough cuts. I don't think the protagonist is a sad person, he is just lonely..."

Feng An didn't intervene, but only signaled him to continue with encouraging eyes, so Ling Xi continued: "Think about it, living alone on a desolate island, separated by oceans from his wife and daughter, and the companions around him can't do anything about it." Communication, even the only family letter that is the only spiritual sustenance, there is no way to send it... He has no one to confide in. Year after year, he helps himself when he encounters difficulties, comforts himself when he feels sad, and comforts himself when he is sick or injured. Take care of yourself, and even talk mostly to yourself... When a person talks to himself, how can he carry so many complicated emotions?"

Feng An nodded approvingly: "You have analyzed it very deeply. You have experienced a lot of suffering, but you look down on it, especially when you are bound by fate and can't see hope."

Seeing that Feng An understood her thoughts, Ling Xi was very happy: "If you don't take it lightly, he might not be able to survive at all."

While talking, the staff brought over the freshly brewed hot tea. Feng An graciously invited Ling Xi to taste some of the good tea he had privately kept, and after a few words about his experience in the tea ceremony, he re-cut to the point: " Maybe it's because of my career, I've always been interested in the lives of young people, Ling Xi, tell me, why do you like singing?"

After the previous exchanges, Ling Xi no longer has any scruples in front of Feng An. He replied very straightforwardly: "The reason is very simple. I want to be famous, I want to win awards, and I want to stand on the stage and watch thousands of people applaud me at the same time." Hurray, trying to get back to the guys who said I couldn't make it."

Feng An wasn't surprised at his answer: "What about the ones that remove the benefit level?"

Ling Xi turned his eyes to the corner, and thought for a long time, so long that people almost mistakenly thought he was asleep, and then slowly said: "Maybe I am not very good at expressing, I always feel that language is easy to be misunderstood. , the same words and the same tone, some people hear one meaning, others hear another meaning, a few more words, a few less words, even if it is only a modal particle, the connotation conveyed is completely different. You want to hear To understand a person's speech, you must not only read the content of the speech, but also pay attention to the tone, demeanor, and background when he speaks... But the music is different. Even if you sing in a language you don't understand at all, you can instantly comprehend the song The emotions expressed, some songs will make people smile, some songs will make people cry, when I sing little stars, I feel like a child, twinkling and twinkling, the sky is full of little stars..."

As he spoke, he hummed subconsciously, shaking his head from side to side to beat the time, his lips curled up, and a big dimple protruded from the corner of his mouth, his smile was so pure and clean that even Feng An was infected, and followed along There was a hearty laugh.

Out of selfishness, Feng An intentionally mentioned a not-so-famous old song, and asked Ling Xi if she would sing it. Ling Xi nodded confidently, and immediately started singing while holding the guitar.His voice is clear and magnetic, with natural and smooth transitions, especially when he sings some old songs with a sense of age, he has a kind of calmness, which makes Feng An's heart fluctuate with emotion, and he seems to have returned to the In my youthful and beautiful student days, I vaguely remember that it was Kong Fanzhen's favorite song...

After chatting about singing, Feng An casually asked Ling Xi: "I see that you have a good image, have you considered working hard as an actor in the past?"

Ling Xi immediately shook her head: "No."

"Why?" Feng An always asks why, "Nowadays, many artists choose to develop in multiple habitats, so they should try more while they are young."

Ling Xi curled her lips: "You can't be too greedy, you have to recognize what you want to do and what you can do."

"It's not wrong to keep this kind of thinking." Feng An nodded noncommittally, "If one day you start to become interested in this aspect, you can contact me. Maybe we have a chance to cooperate. In addition, I will The movie is related to the singer, and will use a lot of original music, and if there is no accident, it will cooperate with Ah Wu at that time, young people, work hard!"

After that, Ling Xi asked Feng An for some opinions on the details of the song, and then left.Feng An personally sent him to the door, then turned around and called the assistant in charge of the documentary over. The two directly touched their heads and watched the replay in the camera.Ling Xi's face has no edges and corners, but it is very photogenic. Eyelashes, nose tip, lips, and chin are all slightly upturned. His gestures are full of vigor and stubbornness unique to young people. .

The assistant sighed sincerely: "He really fits Lyle's image, but he's a little young, and I don't know how his acting skills are."

Feng An shrugged: "He is not Lyle, so he needs to act. If he is Lyle, he doesn't need acting skills at all. But it is useless to say more, he is not interested in acting, so let's continue to find suitable candidates for Lyle. The island is so big, if you don’t believe it, you can’t find it…”

On the way home, Ling Xi was full of joy. He liked the feeling of being recognized, especially by someone he admired and admired.He really wanted someone to share this feeling with him, and then Lu Xiaoyan's face popped up in his mind... Lu Xiaoyan was the first person to write the four words "Happy Birthday" to him with his own hand, and he wrote it clearly It's nice - at least he thinks so.

Ling Xi excitedly took out his phone, then put it down again, after thinking about it carefully, he actually had nothing to say, and he was afraid of delaying Lu Xiaoyan's work, afraid that Lu Xiaoyan would find him annoying.If Lu Xiaoyan gets annoyed, it is very likely that no one will remember his birthday next year.

On the sidewalk, the yellow floor tiles are mixed with the gray floor tiles to form different patterns. Ling Xi stepped on the yellow floor tiles childishly, taking two steps with the left foot and three steps with the right foot, and then circled into a big L shape... Insert|enter in the middle He even deliberately jumped over a few red floor tiles.

Passing by the musical instrument shop, Ling Xi glanced at the window intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to visit her "old friend" by the way, but found that the place where the guitar was originally placed was empty.Although he had expected such a day, he couldn't help but panic a little.The glass was a bit reflective. He took a few steps closer and looked in through the window, but he searched every shelf carefully, but finally found nothing.

The shop owner recognized him, and walked to the door enthusiastically to say hello: "Young man, are you here to go shopping? Your guitar is sold, there is nothing wrong with it, don't worry."

Ling Xi gave a hasty "hmm", turned around and walked towards the station across the street.

The lights at the intersection were beeping, and Ling Xi was submerged in the dark crowd. Cars were coming and going on the street, and the walls of the buildings on both sides were covered with colorful advertising signs.Looking up, the sky is very blue, there is a group of clouds floating over from one corner of the sky, the shape looks like a galloping pony, the wind blows, the pony flutters and runs to the other corner, and slowly dissipates into pieces of shapeless cotton wool.

The warning sound stopped, and the red light turned into a green light. Ling Xi puffed out his mouth and took a big breath. When he reached the limit, he spit it out with a "poof", and then strode towards the zebra crossing, as if nothing had happened.

Relatives will grow old and die, friends will leave and be separated, and if they are gone, they will be gone, and we cannot force them.Instead of crying and complaining about yourself, it's better to keep going. There are countless intersections in life, and you will meet countless people. Even if you leave nothing behind in the end, you have to keep going...

For a long time after that, Ling Xi was busy with the competition and had no chance to meet Lu Xiaoyan at all.

In order to build momentum for the competition, the organizers of Bright Star arranged variety shows for the contestants to perform.Ling Xi happened to be in a group with the boy named Cheng Che, one was in charge of playing the piano and singing, and the other was in charge of dancing and rapping. The two were completely different in temperament, style and music route. They looked completely incompatible, but they were full of novelty when paired together. , surprisingly sparkling.

Cheng Che is an enthusiastic ADHD patient, no matter standing, sitting or walking, he can't keep quiet, and his hands and feet will definitely bring out all kinds of dazzling dance moves.He loves to help people, and he also loves to liven up the atmosphere, but because he grew up abroad, his Chinese is not very good, and he often makes jokes because of using wrong idioms.For example, once, in order to express his familiarity with the road conditions in Lidao, he described himself as an "old horse who knows the way", and stubbornly emphasized that although his surname is not Ma, his mother's mother's surname is Ma, so he can barely be regarded as a " old horse".

Aside from talent, their appearance alone is the most outstanding pair in the whole show, so the director specially arranged them in a prominent position in the front. Unfortunately, they are very reticent and can't express their meaning. The recording was almost halfway through. There was almost no time to speak, and the propagandists had to gesture and hold up signs below, encouraging them to speak more and try to get involved among other people.

Because the contestants are all boys and girls in their early 20s, the show specially arranged a pet session. The guests brought kittens and puppies to the scene, performed some cute skills, had some interesting questions and answers, and then interacted with the contestants , anyway, the picture is absolutely seductive.The cats and dogs of the guests are all rare breeds, both beautiful and smart. As soon as they came on stage, the contestants came to tease them one after another. Only Ling Xi immediately ran away from the camera and silently huddled in a corner outside the camera.

Seeing this, Cheng Che kindly came over and pulled his arm: "Ling Xi, you look frightened, are you afraid of dogs?"

Ling Xi glanced back at Cheng Che: "Thrilling is not for that."

Cheng Che humbly asked for advice: "Isn't that earth-shattering?"

Ling Xi shook her head helplessly: "It's not right either."

The publicity staff found that the two had left the team, and ran over and asked in a low voice, "You two, what are you standing there muttering about? Why don't you go over and record the show quickly."

Seeing Ling Xi dawdling and refusing to move, Cheng Che explained for him: "Ling Xi is afraid of those animals."

Ling Xi frowned, still struggling: "I'm not afraid, I just... don't like it."

The propagandist was very anxious for him: "Whether you like it or not, why don't you say it when you have a question about the script? Then if the host asks you, remember to explain it and say that you are allergic to animal fur. You know, you don't like it. Small animals are likely to be turned into ungrateful people, this is for your own good."

But Lingxi insisted on herself: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. I'd rather they hate me because I don't love, than they hate me because I lie."

Good intentions were treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and the propagandists showed displeasure on their faces: "Hey, you kid is really..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Cheng Che hurriedly acted as a peacemaker: "Don't be like this, everyone should be amiable, please be amiable..."

After such a fuss, the propagandist lost his temper, and it happened that the director called all the contestants to take a panoramic shot, and Cheng Che took the opportunity to drag Ling Xi and ran over.First, the camera was scanned collectively, and everyone was asked to make love gestures at the same time. Ling Xi didn't react, and poked his head out to learn from the left and right sides. Unfortunately, after a long time of clumsy gestures, there was no comparison. It was Cheng Che who took the initiative to help him set it up The scene of the two big boys fiddling with their fingers together is silly but cute. Although it took a lot of time, the camera was always aimed at the two of them.

The propagandists were still angry, and went to the outfield and fanned their cheeks with their hands. It happened that a choreographer who knew her was standing next to her, pointing at Ling Xi on the monitor and gossiping: "This Ling is quite strange Let’s say he’s suitable for the entertainment industry, he’s too stubborn and won’t budge, say he’s not suitable for the entertainment industry, and he can always steal the camera without knowing it.”

The propagandist agrees with this point: "Don't look at him for being quiet, we have investigated, and he is quite topical. No matter how he performs, the program team will definitely keep him running for a while."

After hearing this, the editor and director mysteriously approached the propaganda ear and asked in a low voice: "The ranking has been decided? Who is the champion? Come and hear about it."

Anyway, they are old friends, and they are trustworthy. Cheng Che raised his chin in the publicity court and said, "Who are you talking about? The one over there was brought by Sheng Kuang himself, and the one from Teng Hua's family didn't come today, until the end It's up to each other according to their abilities..."

Sure enough, as the propagandist asserted, after the program was broadcast, there were two extremes in the evaluation of Ling Xi in the forum. Some people criticized him for being cold, arrogant and unloving, while others appreciated his frankness and honesty. Some people even cursed.

In addition, some people are very optimistic about the combination of Ling Xi and Cheng Che, because Ling Xi's signature is "Ling C", and Cheng Che likes to follow the customs and abbreviate his name to "CC", so netizens call them 3C on their own initiative Combination, the more talented ones specially PS produced various group photos and promotional atlases for the two of them.

As the competition progressed, the contestants gradually began to gain popularity. From time to time, fans would send flowers and food to the backstage of the program group to comfort their idols.During the rehearsal a few days before the competition, two girls managed to sneak in under the leadership of the staff, and they also stated that they were here to see Ling Xi.As soon as they saw Ling Xi, they shouted excitedly: "Ling Xi Lingxi, do you still recognize us?"

Ling Xi was originally sitting in front of the mirror in the dressing room, listening to music while dazed, when he saw two girls suddenly appear in the mirror, he hesitated, took off the earphones and turned his upper body: "Sorry, you are..."

The two girls reminded me with each word: "We took a photo with you when you sang in the bar before, remember? You always wore a baseball cap at that time, and we asked you to take it off Take a photo."

One of the girls shyly praised Ling Xi: "At that time, I told her that you are very famous, and that you will become famous sooner or later. We all like you very much, and we are optimistic that you will win the championship!"

Another girl took out a photo with Ling Xi from her backpack, and then took out a signature pen and handed it to Ling Xi: "Can you sign it for us first? When you become popular in the future, we will show it off." show off."

Ling Xi obediently took the photo and the pen, and got ready to write, but stopped when the tip of the pen dropped, and returned both the photo and the pen: "Forget it, my handwriting is too ugly, wait I'll go back and practice for a while before signing for you."

The two girls looked at each other puzzledly, and then laughed again: "We don't mind, we like your person anyway, it doesn't matter if the writing is ugly, as long as the person is good-looking."

Ling Xi shook her head resolutely: "No. I don't want others to see it in the future, saying why the person you like is so bad that you can't even write well."

Just as he was talking, the supervisor called for people to go out for rehearsal, Ling Xi waved his hands and trotted over.During the break, he went back to the backstage to drink water, and seeing that the two girls hadn't left, he raised the arm wearing the watch, and tapped the dial twice with his fingertips: "What time is it, don't leave yet! "

The two girls pointed to the fans of other people around them: "The rehearsal is not over yet, you can see that they haven't left yet."

Ling Xi gave an impatient "tsk": "What are they doing, it's not safe for the girls to go back too late." As he spoke, he couldn't help pushing the two girls away, "Come on, I'll take you out and call a taxi .”

As the two girls walked out, they murmured in a low voice: "I'm obviously a child, but I'm still talking like an adult..."

He quickly stopped a taxi and saw that everyone was seated, Ling Xi turned around and walked back.Not long after the car drove, two girls poked their heads out and shouted at him: "Ling Xi, come on! Win the championship!"

Ling Xi didn't look back, and didn't stop walking. He just raised his hands high and made a standard "V" backwards...

The next day, the program team arranged for dance practice, and Ling Xi dragged everyone back without incident. After several times, the choreographer had to let the others go, leaving Ling Xi alone to make up for it.Cheng Che happened to be free, so he took the initiative to stay, saying that he could "add fuel to the fire" on him.

At noon, the teachers and staff all went to eat. Ling Xi returned to the lounge early, nestled on the sofa, took out a small notebook, and practiced signing seriously.As I was writing, a strong aroma filled my surroundings. It turned out that Cheng Che came over with two steaming cups of coffee. He handed one cup to Ling Xi, and then glanced at the notebook: "What are you doing?"

Ling Xi picked up the notebook and shook it: "Practice calligraphy."

Cheng Che excitedly raised his index finger and shook it: "I know, I know, isn't this called dancing with words?"

Ling Xi blinked and looked at him, then turned around and stopped talking.Sitting with his back facing Cheng Che for a while, Ling Xi suddenly bent down to put his hand on his calf, and at the same time frowned and let out an "ah".

Cheng Che swallowed a mouthful of coffee hastily, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Ling Xi kept changing the position of her legs: "I'm cramping."

"Straighten your legs, hook your toes, and use your strength." Cheng Che calmly guided Ling Xi in his substandard Chinese. Seeing that Ling Xi couldn't use his strength, he squatted down to help press his knees and soles of his feet , "Temporarily increasing the amount of exercise is like this. The muscles haven't adapted yet, so it will be fine slowly..."

The two were busy with their work when someone suddenly spoke at the door: "Huh, Ling Xi? Why are you here?"

Looking up, it was Lin Guangle. Ling Xi's troubled face suddenly burst into a clear smile. He left Cheng Che behind and limped up to meet him: "I'm here to practice dancing. How about you, Brother Le?" Asked Lin Guangle, but couldn't stop looking behind Lin Guangle, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the figure he was looking forward to.

"I'm here on a date with my friends." Lin Guangle looked at Ling Xi, and then at Cheng Che who was drinking a cup of coffee and dancing the robot dance in the lounge, and laughed: "This is what the Lidao Dance King wants to do." Are you showing off your power? There is also an exclusive training partner, hahaha... how are you doing? Are your legs okay?"

"Hmm..." Ling Xi answered absent-mindedly, and then asked Lin Guangle nonchalantly, "Brother Xiaoyan... have you been busy recently?"

Lin Guangle hugged Ling Xi's shoulders and walked out slowly: "Ask Xiaoyan, he is really busy recently, trying to raise money for business."

"Is he short of money?" Ling Xi was a little surprised, "How much? Is 20 enough?"

Lin Guangle likes to make fun of Ling Xi very much: "Why, you have 20?"

Ling Xi thought for a while: "Not yet, but if you win the championship in the competition, you will be rewarded with a car, which can probably sell for 10,000+."

Having said that, Lin Guangle couldn't bear to make fun of him anymore: "The money I finally earned, why is it cheap for Lu Xiaoyan?"

Ling Xi had a look of reason: "Aren't you a friend?" He lowered his head and thought for a while, then he asked Lin Guangle again, "Brother Le, to be honest, did Brother Xiaoyan get kicked out by his family?"

"Ah?" Lin Guangle was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced around, feeling that no one would hear him, so he asked with a suppressed smile, "Why do you think so?"

Ling Xi carefully analyzed with reason: "Seeing that his house is so big, he drives a brand-name car, and has an old servant to take care of him, his family must be in good condition. If that's the case, why should he go to work in the Cowherd's shop? It must be temporary. I have difficulties and want to make quick money. I heard that his mother passed away very early, his father didn't pay attention to him, and his brothers were at odds. He must have been kicked out. Not only did he have to support himself, but he also had to support that sick aunt... ..."

Hearing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Lin Guangle made a pause gesture: "Stop, stop, stop, Ling Xi, you are so talented to learn to sing, you should learn to write, and become a TV screenwriter, right?"

Ling Xi was very modest: "I can't do it, brother Le, when I was studying, my composition was terrible..."

When he went to the nightclub to meet Lu Xiaoyan at night, Lin Guangle taught Lu Xiaoyan the conversation he had with Ling Xi during the day as a joke.After hearing this, Lu Xiaoyan picked up the billiard cue and poked Lin Guangle's ass: "You owe me a beating! Why mention that to him! He was only thinking about getting involved in some bad game, working hard to win a championship, now I can't hold back anymore."

Lin Guangle was so prodded that he jumped up and down, clutching his buttocks and circling in circles in the private room: "Go, I will go. Participating in the competition is to gain experience, and you won't lose a piece of meat. But today I saw your little friend Ling Xi and a muscular and handsome boy Together, it looks so ambiguous, Xiaoyan, don't be too sad!"

Lu Xiaoyan completely ignored his provocation, and pointed at him with a billiard cue: "Go, go, go and find out who the owner of that 'Tenghua' is!"

Lin Guangle kept a safe distance away from being beaten, and kept hopping like Bruce Lee: "What does that one do?"

Lu Xiaoyan slapped the billiard case domineeringly: "Buy it! Seal it!"

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