Tracing the sound

"Hahaha, that old man is naturally stubborn, so it's hard for you." Han Boyun smiled heartily.

Bi Shengxin said that Director Liang might be even more difficult, and it was rare that he felt a little guilty.

"Not too busy recently, right? I'll pass by your place in a couple of days, so I'll just go over and have a look." Han Boyun finally revealed his purpose.

Bi Sheng stopped in his tracks and confirmed, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just came to see you, what's the matter? Why don't you show me your little friend?" Han Boyun joked.

"When did you gossip like this?" Bi Sheng's mind flashed a circle of people, and then contacted the master's abnormal behavior, and had a not-so-good guess.

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, it was entrusted by others." Han Boyun knew that his apprentice was extremely intelligent, so he didn't argue with him at all.

The guess was [-]% verified, but Bi Sheng did not refuse, and hung up the phone after confirming the time with Han Boyun.

Just cut off Zhou Kang's line and plugged in. As soon as he was connected, he hurriedly reported: "Mr. Bi, the fan of Yu Miao has found out a clue, but the data shows that he is in South Africa. I'm afraid the specific identity can be confirmed." a bit difficult......"

"You don't need to look it up, I know who it is." With the information given by Zhou Kang, Bi Sheng became more certain about his guess.

"Ah? Then this..." Zhou Kang was a little confused, but he seemed to know Bi Sheng's meaning, and he hesitated for a while whether to continue to intervene.

"You don't have to worry about the rest." Bi Sheng gave Zhou Kang a relief.

Turning a corner at the intersection, Bi Sheng didn't go to the practice room, but turned back to his villa.

After opening the door and loosening his tie, Bi Sheng confirmed the time, took out his mobile phone and dialed another set of numbers.

"Did you burn it because you had too much money?" The moment he opened his mouth, he was not very angry.

"Son, don't say that. You haven't contacted me for such a long time, and you don't ask me if your mother and I are okay. Dad almost misses you." A middle-aged male voice full of magnetism came through the microphone. Bi Sheng's father, Bi Xiong.

"I love my people, what are you doing blindly?" Bi Sheng rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Oh, you found such a beautiful daughter-in-law for me, Dad, why don't I give her a little gift?" Bi Xiong expressed his attitude attentively.

"That's fine, I'll leave it to you later." Bi Sheng thought about it quickly, and felt that if he didn't find something for his father to do, he might come up with bigger tricks, so it's better to maintain the status quo, since After confirming that it was his family, he was also happy to save money and effort.

"Don't worry, baby, dad promises to complete the task, and no one can compete with our family, Yu Miao, for the first place!" Bi Xiong was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by his son, and he swore a promise.

Bi Shengxin said that you just don't do anything now, and he, No.1, didn't run away either, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Is my mother here?"

After a while, a gentle female voice came from over there: "You've grown up, it's rare to see you spending money like water."

Bi Sheng recalled the foolish fight with his father before, blushing a little: "Uncle told you?"

"Your father has a lot of eyeliner, and there is no shortage of your uncle." Ms. Ye Qinglan said lightly: "When will you bring him back?".

"That's right, that's right, Dad just dug up a top-quality piece of light blue tone two days ago. I think the color is similar to that of "African Star". It's just reserved for your marriage proposal." Bi Xiong shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone.

"You take care." Bi Sheng sighed helplessly.

"That's fine, let him go." Ye Qinglan continued, "If you don't bring it, your dad might kill him."

"Then run away, I can't leave anyway." Bi Sheng said calmly, even if he wanted to take Yu Miao on vacation, South Africa was not a good place, and he was not at all interested in trekking across mountains and rivers to visit relatives.

"Okay, then let your father go back alone." Ms. Ye Qinglan accepted and fully respected her son's decision.

"Hey, won't you go back with me? We haven't seen our son for a long time, and we still have so many good friends in China, so why don't we just go back and relax?" When Bi Xiong heard that his wife was going to abandon him, gossip immediately Half off.

"Hang up, please take care of the aftermath." Hearing his father's wailing, Bi Sheng cut off the phone impatiently.

In the evening, Yu Miao came back from work very early for an unprecedented time. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Bi Sheng got up and went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of milk.

"What? Something on your mind?" Bi Sheng rubbed his head and asked.

"No, I just want to stay with you for a while." Yu Miao forced a smile, and reached out to hug Bi Sheng's waist affectionately.

Bi Sheng bowed his head and kissed him tenderly, and the two of them spent a long time together. According to Bi Sheng's recent performance, they might go off in the future.

So Yu Miao hurriedly sat up straight. He was a little depressed at the moment, and he really wanted Bi Sheng to accompany him. Compared with the things he loved to do, a simple hug could make him feel safer.

Bi Sheng chuckled lightly and pecked his forehead again, wrapping him into his arms.

Blame him for being stimulated by the old father, he was a bit intemperate during this time, it is not good to cast a shadow on the child, so he just hugged him lazily, and did not show any further actions.

Yu Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his head on Bi Sheng's chest affectionately.He thought of many past events. Ever since he was with Bi Sheng, he had been protecting him wholeheartedly. It had been a long time since he had this feeling of being helpless and powerless.

In the practice room in the afternoon, listening to everyone chatting and laughing, he once again felt lonely in his bones, and the feeling of helplessness that followed him once again enveloped him, although he knew that everything was different now. With Bi Sheng, but the pain that has accompanied him for many years, occasionally being turned over, will always bring out the lingering pain.

Seeing that he was obediently closing his eyes and leaning against him, Bi Sheng gently rubbed his dark circles with his hands, adjusted a comfortable posture for him, and played with his hands in a tight fit.

The air was full of silent warmth, and with Bi Sheng's purposeless teasing, the haze in Yu Miao's heart dissipated little by little.

The last tutoring session before the role is decided.

According to Bi Sheng's habit, he still wouldn't waste too much tongue.At the final stage, in addition to skills and expressiveness, more is also considering the dancer's thoughts.

The most powerful contenders for the sub-lead dance roles without exception spent more time on understanding the emotions and relationships of the characters in the play. depth.

The instructor doesn't talk much, and the students have their own questions, so this class turned into a question-and-answer class. From time to time, someone would ask Bi Sheng for advice, about choreography, and about his own bottlenecks. Although Bi Sheng came No rejection, but basically concise and to the point.

This is the last opportunity for everyone to get close to the core members of the jury, so everyone cherishes it very much. Basically, everyone has consulted Bi Sheng more or less, except Yu Miao, who practiced alone from the beginning to the end. Occasionally, when he glanced at Bi Sheng, he would give him a subtle smile.

Bi Sheng was not conceited enough to think that Yu Miao must accept his guidance. He was very confident in Yu Miao's tension on stage. The only thing that worried him was that he was too young, and he might not be very good at interpreting the vicissitudes of life. Feelings that can only be understood after precipitation.

But in this paragraph, the most difficult thing to grasp is the emotional scale.

"Is it all right?" Bi Sheng couldn't hold back before leaving, walked up to Yu Miao and patted him on the shoulder and asked.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, and it was true that people would die more than others, and goods would be thrown away.They all licked their faces and asked for advice from Teacher Bi, all of whom refused to answer, but in a blink of an eye, they were so gentle and considerate to ask Yu Miao if he had any questions. Could this differential treatment be any more obvious?

Yu Miao shook his head, everyone said that a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry, even if Teacher Bi is delivered to his door, he still doesn't seize the opportunity, Hong Guoguo is a waste of things!

"The speed of this relationship must be well grasped. You have to be tolerant, but you must not be too reserved. You are much less restrained than the protagonist, so you don't have to completely close it like him, but the shadow and the protagonist are one after all. All the struggles Neither the shadow nor the contradiction can be separated from this premise, so after being hit, the shadow's experience is similar to but different from the protagonist's, its emotion is very strong, but the emotion is very muddy." Bi Sheng patiently explained the key points to him.

"I understand." Yu Miao nodded slightly.

Bi Sheng was stunned, he could see some rejection in Yu Miao's simple reply, did he think he was being long-winded?Obviously, you are always hungry and thirsty when you study, why do you look less interested today?

Once people's prejudices are formed, they will largely fall into the stereotype of thinking and cannot be reversed. Bi Sheng secretly reflected, maybe he is really conceited, and age is not necessarily a hindrance, at least not for Yu Miao.

So he smiled relievedly: "That's good."

Those who are interested have silently recorded the short conversation between the two, and careful comprehension really helps to understand this dance.

Unlike the previous two times, wishing to ask humbly for advice on every movement, Yu Miao never danced this dance in front of Bi Sheng until the final assessment began.

Children always have to be independent when they grow up. After Yu Miao recovered from his injury, Bi Sheng was also busy with mundane affairs, so he didn't find it strange.

"Director Liang probably already has a few candidates in his mind?" Zhao Jingyue inquired after the guests were seated.

Liang Haisheng readily pushed the list in his hand to him: "No accident, it's among these few."

Cheng Jie probed over and saw three names printed on the paper, and the last handwritten one was Yu Miao.

The two looked at each other tacitly. It seemed that Director Liang reluctantly added this option in order to save Bi Sheng's face.

Zhu Xinming smiled and pointed at the list and joked with Liang Haisheng: "Not bad, Lao Liang, I didn't give me a bye!" It turns out that including Yu Miao, three of the four people on the list were from the team led by Bi Sheng, and the rest One of them is Zhu Xinming's strongest team, but Cheng Jie's and Zhao Jingyue's teams are out of turn.

The author has something to say:

Hahaha, Dad Bi is coming to the newspaper office, did you guess it?

Caught off guard, it seems that if it is not counted as a side story, it will be over tomorrow~~~~