Son of the Bone

When Qi Lin heard other people talking about this matter, it was almost the second half of the song.

Taking advantage of the intermission, he and Xiao Qi quietly approached the backstage. Although there was no way to sneak into the door, he could still hear the faint singing.

Is Jiang Jue really in there?

Jiang Jue is singing?

Qi Lin almost wanted to rush in and listen like a cat scratching the door. It was really uncomfortable to hear any sound from such a distance.

On the stage, Jiang Jue had already started singing "Aheartoflove" with the other two heroines.

The tender and lingering baritone and female voices are intertwined, just like two birds entangled and flying through the birch forest. Interspersed with each other, at the moment when the lovers confess their hearts to each other, they express their sadness in a detached way.

Marius only sings up to the alto A, and when the breath is well controlled, he should highlight the depth and gentleness of men.

The last time Jiang Jue sang this passage was when he was performing in a musical in high school.

He was originally assigned to the crew of "Cats", but when he heard that playing the rock cat would have ears and a tail, he immediately changed roles with his deskmate.

Now he is standing in front of the microphone, concentrating on controlling the pitch, even when singing in groups, he advances and retreats appropriately, and the entry point of each opening is just right.

The audience on the second floor had already recognized him with binoculars, and they were speechless in amazement.

When the performance was over, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the moment when the symphony pool finished playing the last note, almost everyone stood up——

"Bravoooo—!!"

The actors on the stage joined hands and began to bow continuously.

Qi Lin turned No.20 times outside the backstage door, vaguely heard that the performance was over, and scratched the door unwillingly.

Juejue secretly went to the concert!

He took out his mobile phone and started searching for related keywords.

In the real-time column, the words "Sou Jiangjue" are almost all kinds of stills.

Jiang Jue, as an old-fashioned beauty (?), has already been CPed by various editing masters in a fancy way, and almost all kinds of cruel stalks have been cut.

Unwillingly, Qi Lin changed a few keywords, and conveniently clicked on several sunspots for rumors and personal attacks, and suddenly found a short video with a very blurry picture quality.

Stealing filming is generally not allowed in major theaters-whether it is a movie, stage play or opera, stealing filming is immoral and illegal.

But even so, there are clips from the second floor and the first floor that are extremely far away. Although the figures are so blurred that it is impossible to see who is who when a row of people stand together, the singing is surprisingly clear.

@咔哒哒爱小吼: Is this pony Jiang Jue! !Oh my god, I didn't wear glasses today, but when I came out, many girls said it was him! !

@吱吱与蛇: Today Jiang Jue actually came to sing about his great sorrow! !I didn't hear it in the first half of my day, but his level is really great!But Jiang is definitely not a movie actor? Why does he sing Dabei!

When Qi Lin got the relevant information, he immediately became energetic. He originally wanted to send a private message to ask her about the specific situation, but when he refreshed it, he saw a fan tweeting, and Aite's other friends came to judge whether it was Jiang Jue or not.

As soon as Chaohua appeared in the square, all kinds of people gathered together.

The topic of #江别突拍# appeared on Weibo, starting from the top [-] and slowly rising.

Some people identified it through clearer side shots, while others adjusted and sharpened the blurry frontal photos, and saw Jiang Jue in French aristocratic clothes directly.

Then various discussions on the topic square immediately boiled over!

"My male god actually sang Dabei at the Grand Theater when he returned!!!"

"Wait, what is the Great Compassion you are all talking about..."

"I'm not interested in musicals, so it's a pity that I can't lick the screen."

"Why are you singing in English? I can't understand a single word."

Many people heard about the word "sneak shooting", but after watching the short video, they were both disappointed and confused.

Disappointed, this sneak shot is just his performance, and there is no personal information to play with.

At a loss, isn't Jiang definitely a very expensive movie actor?Why is he going to sing an opera?

In the plaza, a wave of girls from the technical team started to make clearer audio, and passers-by tried to explain that musicals are not operas.

In this process, the audio processed by the software is released.

With the noise removed, only the trio of Jiang Jue and two other actresses remained.

The gentle and tender narration was also translated, and the playback volume of the audio exceeded [-] immediately after.

Qi Lin was actually a little unconvinced. He obviously ate the first-hand melon on the spot, but as a star, he couldn't go off and eat with them in person. If he wanted to participate in the discussion, he had to use a trumpet.

A few big Vs noticed this audio, and began to discuss Jiang Jue's vocal range by turning fans from passers-by.

Sometimes high school classmates from Du No. [-] Middle School showed up and said that he almost went to sing rock jazz wearing a cat tail, which is really a pity.

@一个米圆9527: What! !Jiang Jue, I will not allow you to sing such affectionate songs with other women! !I actually have so many more rivals in love! !

@今天复习考研吗_ No: I never listened to musicals, but because of the wall, I have been looping all afternoon. I must be FONG.

Qi Lin ate melons all night, and went back to his side to continue rehearsing obsessively.

At nine o'clock in the evening, when he finally got off work, he was already returning home.

He trotted all the way to take a taxi, and then went back to school while flipping through Weibo.

The paparazzi on the side of the road had given up on following him, and when they saw him, they only smoked a cigarette with a vicissitudes on their faces.

These two have gone from roommates to colleagues.

I can’t take pictures if my colleagues don’t get a free ride, and I don’t sit in the same subway car.

When Jiang Jue was sipping Xiao Diaoli Tang, Qi Lin just opened the door and called him: "Je! Jue!"

Someone raised his head and looked at him with a guilty conscience.

Has my daily tailgating been spotted.

"Why didn't you call me when you sang Dabei in the Grand Theater today..." Qi Lin originally wanted to question him aggressively, but when it came to an end, he backed down and said softly, "I want to listen to it next time too."

Jiang Jue blinked while holding a bowl of pear soup, then reached out and handed it over: "Will you have a bite?"

Qi Lin looked at him with a puffy face for a few seconds, but still went over to finish the drink in a futile manner.

After Jiang Yanzhi's condition improved, Bai Ping took him back to Shidu and recuperated in the second hospital.

She still can't even try to stand up and is completely wheelchair-bound.

Bai Ping put down most of the work at hand, massaged her sore muscles, and read her bedtime stories.

When Jiang Jue and Qi Lin went to visit again, she was much more energetic.

As soon as Jiang Jue stood in front of his mother, he felt speechless.

When he thinks of his mother's illness and the pain and discomfort he has to endure every day, he feels guilty and owed.

"I can eat and sleep every day, please don't show such a sad expression..." Jiang Yanzhi tried to ease the atmosphere, and directly CUE Qi Lin: "Xiao Lin! Come and perform a show to have some fun!"

Qi Lin was suddenly smarted by CUE, as if he was attending a relative gathering during the Chinese New Year.

Bai Ping explained very thoughtfully, saying that he can sing whatever he wants, and don't be too nervous.

"How about... let me tell you about a cross talk." Qi Lin suddenly looked at Jiang Jue, and said in a strange tone: "Let's talk about Duan opening a porridge factory?"

Jiang Jue thought he heard it wrong: "You know this?"

Qi Lin chuckled, apparently secretly practicing: "Let's go."

During the time when he had a crush on Jiang Jue, he quietly learned a lot.

"What are you willing to give up for the August Festival?" Jiang Jue's tone changed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Two reunion cakes of five catties each." Qi Lin answered neatly.

"Hey, pretty thoughtful."

"One share of Baisu Tablet."

"Oh!"

"A big double pack."

"good."

Qi Lin breathed a sigh of relief, just like the first time he saw Jiang Jue talking about Guankou, he spoke out a long list neatly: "Thirty natural red, fifty natural white, a pair of cockscombs, One edamame branch, one white flower lotus root, five peaches, apples, pomegranates, persimmons, pines, white pears, and tiger carts—"

"One carp, one red rooster, fifty catties of pork, sixty catties of mutton, twenty catties of beef, four pork knuckles, two large intestines, five catties of lard, a whole portion of offal, and three catties of lamb tripe!"

This pile of dish names and meat names is spoken lightly and quickly, every word is clearly and cleanly spoken, and even with luck, there is no big gasp, and there is no trace of breathing.

Jiang Yanzhi was quite surprised when he heard it, and Jiang Jue's expression next to him was obviously hearing this for the first time.

He never knew that Qi Lin could do these things, and he could speak so proficiently.

Qi Lin practiced secretly for so long, just to show off in front of his wife one day. After a long list of words was finished, his face was slightly red due to lack of oxygen.

The moment he stopped abruptly, Lao Bai's family applauded in unison, indicating that there would be another one.

"One more...it really won't happen." Qi Lin showed an embarrassed smile.

Seeing his children playing so well with him, Bai Ping felt relieved, saying that you two can study at ease and don't have to come to the hospital to see us all the time.

Although Jiang Jue was a little bit reluctant, he stayed with him for a while and then left with Qi Lin.

As soon as Jiang Jue left, Jiang Yanzhi tried to move his sitting position, but suddenly remembered something.

"Do you still remember the cake I bought from that store for this kid's birthday?"

Bai Ping paused, and stepped forward to help her tuck the quilt: "What's wrong?"

If it wasn't for this, she wouldn't have turned back to the suburbs, except for the car accident.

"Before I got in the car, I secretly tasted a little bit, and it's really not as delicious as your cooking." Jiang Yanzhi whispered: "Your cooking is the best."

Bai Ping lowered his head and sighed, rubbing her head.

"Do you know that your son is 20 years old, Jiang is three years old."