I may have a fake CP

Qian Xu: "Why do you think so?"

Looking at this news, Qiao Ji has been thinking for a minute in embarrassment.

If you look up, you will find that there was another post before Qianxu: "A new song has been submitted, have you seen it?"

According to this reasoning process, Qiao Ji wanted to reply to Si Wan→a sudden call→Qianxu sent a chat message when Qiao Ji hid under the quilt→Qiao Ji poked it open, and sent it without seeing who it was. It's over... A glass heart attack and throwing negative energy on the head of the lord, Qiao Ji almost wanted to poke his eyes!

Zhiqiu: "... I say now that I sent it to the wrong person, is it too late to withdraw it?"

Qian Xu: "It's too late."

The other party's decisive and quick answer made Qiao Ji want to cry: "...can you pretend you didn't see it?"

Qian Xu: "I can't."

Seeing that Qiao Ji didn't reply for a long time, he knew he was embarrassed, Qian Xu went to Weibo and looked through the comments, thinking he understood: "Because of something on Weibo?"

After Qian Xu asked this question, Qiao Ji couldn't hide his ears anymore, and replied obediently: "Not all of them, did you see the address posted in the ranking in the comments? I finished reading it, and I feel a little bit shocked."

Qian Xu: "I didn't see it, I just deleted that comment."

Qiao Ji: "..." Do you want to move so neatly? Hey!

Qian Xu: "Do you have any savings? Send one and I'll have a look."

Although Qiao Ji didn't save the post, but the browsing history is still fresh, he dug it out and copied the address to Qian Xu.

The other side was silent for a while, Qiao Ji guessed that Qian Xu was looking at the post, and he was bored, so he clicked in and read it again.Although he felt that this was purely looking for abuse, he changed his mind and clicked in again, and found that although the host's mouth is bad, it is also humorous, with frequent golden sentences. As long as you don't read the part of commenting on himself, read other people's paragraphs He can laugh out loud.

After reading it, Qian Xu expressed his opinion: "This landlord is quite right."

Zhigaoka: "...I thought you would comfort me [squatting]"

Qian Xu: "That's right, if it was placed two months ago. Do you still remember what I said to you the first time?"

Zhiqiu: "Uh..."

Of course Qiao Ji remembered.

"The way you open your voice is wrong, don't open it so hard, it will do great damage to your voice."

It's hard for him not to remember being so disgusted the moment we meet! TAT

Qian Xu: "At that time, I didn't start teaching you again. Do you think that two months' steps were wasted?"

Qian Xu: "At least your current vocalization method has improved a lot compared to two months ago. The problem of the sound core also needs to be accumulated and practiced slowly."

Qiao Ji felt that he was encouraged, and said, "That's right! Brother, you have been teaching me all the time!"

Qian Xu: "So it's 07:30 now."

Zhiqiu: "..."

Qian Xu: "Who said that I don't need to worry about it, but go for a run on my own?"

Zhiqiu: "..."

The sky was getting brighter, and the early morning sunlight came in through the gaps in the untightened curtains. In addition, the heating had resumed operation, and the room gradually became warm and harmonious.

Qian Xu: "But he said I was wrong."

Qiao Ji finally found a chance to make up for his guilty conscience, and hurriedly followed him: "That's right! You are so handsome!"

Qian Xu: "Go to YY."

Zhiqiu: "I even said you are handsome..."

Qian Xu: "I don't want to scold you, come up."

Qiao Ji obediently turned on the computer and went online, but Qian Xu was still the only person hanging in Qian Xu's YY.It was another weekend in a blink of an eye, but Qiao Ji felt that he hadn't heard Qianxu's voice for a long time. When he saw the green light in front of the "Qianxu" vest turned on, his heart felt as if he was hit by a deer.

But as soon as Qiao Ji turned on the mic, Qian Xu gave him an accompaniment: "Try singing this after you turn on your voice."

——It turned out that it was not being scolded, but an exam!

When Qiao Ji sang, Qian Xu also turned on the mic, but he could hardly hear the movement on his side, and he had to prick his ears to hear the occasional beat.After Qiao Ji finished singing, Qian Xu heard a "click" and immediately played it back for him: "How do you feel?"

"Hmm... okay?" Qiao Ji himself didn't know very well.

"Although it is not obvious, but there is progress." Qian Xu said, "Improve your singing skills, it must not happen overnight. Many people with solid singing skills have received strict and systematic vocal training since childhood, and grew up slowly in this environment. Some people think that they can find a teacher to study for a few days, or search for a video on the Internet to watch, and their singing skills will skyrocket, which is basically impossible."

He smiled and continued: "So the landlord said that I was wrong. Why don't I become a professional singer? Of course, it's because I'm still a long way from home."

"You are so humble!" Qiao Ji said, "It makes me feel that I am even worse. Singing is really difficult."

"Well, it's quite difficult, but what I'm talking about is the difficulty of becoming a god." Qian Xu said with a smile, "If you want to sing like me, you just need to work hard."

Qiao Ji murmured, "How is it possible? You sing so well..."

"That's not necessarily the case. Do you know what is the thing that separates singers in the end if they put in the same effort?"

Qiao Ji subconsciously shook her head, only after she realized that Qian Xu couldn't see it: "...I don't know."

"There are two main points, one is the voice condition, and the other is the expression of emotion. In all fairness, your voice condition is better than mine. My range will be greatly restricted when singing some big songs, but you will not. You beep the station The submission with the best score is "Enough Love", right? Why is your "Enough Love" so popular? Because you just explained it with emotion, that kind of second-grade, enthusiastic, and desperate feeling can make the audience and You feel empathy, and when you have empathy, you will be moved, and because you are moved, you will repeat the cycle, and the number of views will naturally increase."

Qian Xu paused, and continued: "You sing a lot of ancient songs, and this is the reason why you have been lukewarm. Although your level is above the passing line for many singers, one is the problem of song selection, and the other is you. I basically sang without understanding the meaning of many words, and sometimes even mispronounced characters, and it is impossible to express emotions. As long as you can submerge yourself in honing your skills, relying on these two unique points, it is not easy to become an excellent singer. Difficult."

Qiao Ji almost wanted to cover his face, Qian Xu was simply flattering him mercilessly...!And he boasted so well that he didn't know where to start when he wanted to be humble: "Brother, your analysis is really good. I used to really care too much about outside opinions and data, so I would let people talk about it. The heart of the glass shattered... Mmm! From now on, I will continue to hone my skills steadily and try not to embarrass you!"

. . . and let our cooperation not always be considered unsuitable.

Qiao Ji did not dare to say the latter sentence, so Qian Xu only heard the first half of the sentence.He seemed to have thought about it seriously, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Actually, I think the atmosphere in the current circle is a bit impetuous, which is not very suitable for you... But since you are in this circle, you don't have to care so much. Many people Just listen and talk, you are just a passer-by in their lives, and you don't need to care about their quick talk."

Qiao Ji habitually nodded vigorously, but at this point, he more or less felt that the reason why Qian Xu was so indifferent was that he had already become a god, and no matter what the outside world talked about him, his status would not be affected.As for himself, he is still struggling on the road to becoming "famous", he can't help but look around every step he takes, he will rejoice at an affirmation, and it is too easy to be overwhelmed by a complaint.

It takes hundreds of smelts to make steel before it can be as solid as gold.

He was lost in thought, almost unaware that no one had spoken on the channel for a long time.

Suddenly, two light guitar plucking sounds brought him back to his thoughts.

A familiar voice sounded: "I also know that talking is worse than doing. You have to experience it yourself before you can see it slowly."

Qiao Ji didn't know why, but felt the atmosphere became tense, swallowed, and said, "You, you can play the guitar?"

"Yeah." Qian Xu smiled and said, "I'll listen to you."

The quiet and melodious prelude sounded like flowing water, a melody that Qiao Ji had never heard before.

"In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have thought that he would be the number one in the imperial list?"

The number one scholar in the middle school, wearing a red robe, and wearing a palace flower in a hat.

Ah so fresh”

At first glance, it sounds like an old-fashioned song. Although Qiao Ji didn't quite understand why Qian Xu sang this song to him, he pronounced the words in a faint Huangmei Opera accent. People followed and their hearts became quiet.

Qiao Ji quietly googled one of the lyrics he heard, and sure enough, he found the title of the song, which was called "Outside the Peony Pavilion".

Press the mute button on the webpage, and drag the progress bar until it is in sync with the melody that Qian Xu sang. With the slowly scrolling lyrics appearing, Qiao Ji suddenly understood the purpose of Qian Xu singing him this song.

The voice in the earphones and the lyrics scrolling on the screen overlapped one after the other like water waves:

"Yellow beams and a dream for 20 years

Still don't know love or love

songwriter prudish

People who listen to music are the most ruthless”

Qiao Ji glanced at the comments under the song, and they all talked about the depth and vicissitudes of the song, but Qian Xu's singing was different.He sang like a gust of wind in summer, or a drizzle of rain on a warm spring night, calm, but the grass and trees underneath are lush and everything grows.

The sound of guitar picking is still going on.

"...

You ask me what I'm afraid of

I'm afraid I can't go thousands of miles

did you walk past me

panic for a moment

Huang Liang Yi Meng 20 years

Still don't know love or love

Songwriters die

People who listen to music are the most ruthless”

……

Qiao Ji knew that his sniffing sound was a bit loud now, and he didn't know why he wanted to cry so much at this moment.

He didn't know why he just didn't want to turn off the mic.In addition to Qian Xu's singing voice in the channel, it was Qiao Ji's somewhat clumsy breathing.

He still didn't know how Qian Xu felt when he heard his useless reaction.But Qian Xu's choice after hearing it was that after he sang it once, he sang it from the beginning again.

The gentle and light voice slid past the ears over and over again until it penetrated into the bottom of my heart.

Qiao Ji looked at the word "Qianxu" on the top of his vest, it was obviously thin and flimsy, but it attracted him like a magical force:

He didn't know how much courage it took for a person who had been straight for more than twenty years to admit that he had a crush on the same sex—but if that was what he liked.

He thought, he absolutely did not like the wrong person.