Reborn ghost superstar

At that time, Jiang Feng had a very complicated feeling in his heart.

When people experience failure, they always hope to have someone by their side, even if they don’t say a word of comfort, the company of this person has a very important meaning in itself.However, when people experience failure, they always feel ashamed and ashamed, and they don't want their frustration to be seen by others.

The little boss is Jiang Feng's most sympathetic partner in music. He is always willing to be the first to share all his understanding of music, whether it is exciting or depressing.However, it is also because he is the most tacit partner in music, and the person who has always trusted and supported him the most, which makes the result of failure especially hard to say.

Of course, this was Jiang Feng's unilateral idea. He Jinglin still didn't know that he was the original Yufeng.All these emotions were intertwined into a mess, and Jiang Feng stood there for a long time without saying a word.

When He Jinglin saw Jiang Feng's appearance, he roughly guessed the result of the audition. After all, He Shengyu also mentioned to him before that Jiang Feng's singing skills were not good, and it was expected that he would fail.He stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can next to the gate, and walked up to Jiang Feng, "Why don't you tell me if you want to go to China Jusheng? Just say hello and you will go. I guarantee that the four instructors will turn around for you, and then You pick."

Jiang Feng has always regarded himself as a musician, and when he heard this, he suddenly became angry, "Mr. He, even your younger brother knows that you need to be reserved as a musician, and you are not good enough to release albums for others just because you have slept. Say something like that?"

Jiang Feng said the ground was extremely aggressive, but He Jinglin laughed heartily after hearing this.

"Xiao Feng, do you mean that you want to sleep with me in a hurry..." He Jinglin slowly leaned over to Jiang Feng's ear, the second half of the sentence was as light as a whisper, and he breathed ambiguously after finishing speaking. On Jiang Feng's ears, Jiang Feng's body froze suddenly, and his cheeks turned red to the base of his ears.

"... Get out!" Jiang Feng pushed him hard, slammed down the word, turned around and walked towards the gate of the academy.

After being made such a fuss by He Jinglin, he forgot all the frustration of failing the audition.

Jiang Feng walked furiously with his head buried in his feet, walking quickly, and within 2 minutes he reached the gate of Diyin, only to find that He Jinglin was already waiting for him outside the gate.

"Come from the back of the fourth floor to the main entrance, and you made a special detour." He Jinglin pointed in the direction of the small concert hall, which is actually only one building away from the main entrance, and his voice could not be restrained. Laughing and trembling a little.

Now Jiang Feng was even more embarrassed, and wanted to bypass He Jinglin and leave, but He Jinglin wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him into his arms.He struggled a few times, allowing He Jinglin to deftly dissipate his strength, and after a few back and forth rounds, the two got closer.

"Xiaofeng, I'm on vacation today to accompany you. What do you want to do tonight? There's a delicious Thai restaurant nearby, or do you want to go home and let's do some exercise and sweat?"

Jiang Feng had no way to get rid of him, so he simply stood still, remained silent for a while with a dark face, and said, "I'm going for a run, do you want to come together?"

He Jinglin blinked a few times inexplicably.

"……running?"

When Jiang Feng said running, he really meant running.

For singers, whether they can sing freely or not, the state of the voice is the surface, and the use of the breath is the foundation. The two complement each other and are indispensable.If the foundation of breath is solid and the voice is supported by breath, the pressure on the throat will be much less when singing.

Jiang Feng's current body is in a very weak state due to problems such as alcoholism, drug abuse and irregular life. His breath is short and weak, which fundamentally restricts Jiang Feng's singing.No matter how good his technique of using breath is, it would be difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice if she has no breath.The reason why the judges were able to hear that his singing was wronging his own voice and the lack of breath was a very important reason.

Therefore, in order to improve the level of singing and reduce the pressure on the vocal cords, you must first start with Qi training.The most effective and economical way to practice Qi is long-distance running.After the sound audition, he has made a plan for himself to adjust the sound state in the fastest time, the first of which is to insist on long-distance running every day.

Running alone is very easy to get tired, but running with two people will be much easier.Since He Jinglin said he wanted to do exercise, Jiang Feng followed suit and invited him to run together.

When He Jinglin said "exercise", he didn't mean running, it was better to say that he didn't mean doing this kind of outdoor sports at all.He was stunned for a while, then amused by Jiang Feng's completely out-of-the-ordinary invitation.

It seems that this baby is seriously planning to continue playing the trial marriage game.Considering the objective truth that the prey is too easy to eat and will not be delicious enough, Young Master He doesn't mind continuing to play with him.

"That's good, but I can't run when I'm dressed like this." He Jinglin spread his hands, looking at his usual suit and leather shoes, "There is a big shopping mall just past the ring road here, and it only takes 15 minutes to walk. It’s a good U-turn, but it will take about an hour to go back and forth. First accompany me to buy a set of clothes, and then we go for a run?”

Jiang Feng frowned and glanced at him, thinking that there were so many things to do, and felt that he was willing to run with him, so he seemed to be accommodating, so he finally nodded.

The evening sun is very pleasant, and it should be quite pleasant to take a walk at this time.But Jiang Feng had something in his heart and kept silent.He Jinglin didn't mind either, and walked side by side for a while, then raised his hand to wrap around Jiang Feng's shoulder, and gave him a firm shake on his shoulder twice.

As comfort and encouragement, this simple action seems to be worth a thousand words.Some sad things may not be felt if no one cares about them, but it will be especially wronged when someone comforts them.Jiang Feng lowered his head, only then did he feel the loss and frustration of failing the audition surge up, making his eyes sore.

Just like that, being held by He Jinglin's shoulders, he walked all the way in silence.

The destination is a big shopping mall.There is nothing special about sports clothes, as long as they are comfortable.He Jinglin randomly picked out a set of white sportswear and a pair of running shoes. When he came out of the fitting room, Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

When I saw He Jinglin before, he always wore a meticulous dark suit, which was deep and cold, and there was no flaw in any detail of his body, giving people a sense of perfection and unapproachable.Now that I have put on loose sportswear, the lines of the whole person have softened a lot, and the unattainable sense of alienation has faded away. Looking at the tall and strong figure at this time, it looks particularly sunny and healthy, with a lot of affinity .

Why didn't I find out before that this guy is really handsome... Jiang Feng was inexplicably upset.

The two also bought towels and water, and then returned to Diyin.At the end of the main road in front of the teaching building is the playground. As the evening approaches, many students are exercising on the playground.

Jiang Feng did two calisthenics in a decent manner, and moved the joints of his whole body.He Jinglin asked, "How far?"

"5000 meters." He replied while doing the waist circle, his tone was extremely firm, and he had the momentum to not stop until he ran to 5000 meters.

"Cough..." He Jinglin was quite surprised, and looked Jiang Feng up and down with sideways eyes, "Xiao Feng, it's not that I can't trust you. I can tell from your body that you have never exercised. You can run 5000 meters in no time. Tomorrow you I can't get out of bed anymore. And you didn't just have stomach bleeding the day before yesterday..."

Although He Jinglin didn't mind at all that Jiang Feng couldn't get out of bed because of another kind of exercise with him, but it was too uneconomical to be unable to get out of bed because of running.

The hot-blooded young man glared at He Jinglin angrily, and said with his eyes: What, do you look down on me?

Jiang Feng insisted on running 5000 meters, but He Jinglin said that if you run 1000, it would be enough. After arguing for a long time, the two finally decided to give in half a step: each of the eight tracks on the 400-meter playground ran one lap, 3200 meters.

Make up your mind to start right away.Because it was an endurance run for physical exercise, the speed was not fast, so He Jinglin deliberately slowed down the speed to avoid Jiang Feng's discomfort.He has always paid attention to physical exercise. Since graduating from college, he has maintained the habit of going to the gym three times a week. Ten kilometers of jogging is a basic training program for him.

But Jiang Feng was completely different.In his previous life, he had no problem running 5000 meters, but now his body has been lacking in exercise for a long time, and his cardiopulmonary function and muscle strength are far behind.

"Don't stop, you'll be more tired if you stop, let's slow down." He Jinglin said to Jiang Feng with full speed again.It was expected that Jiang Feng would not be able to run. He was very surprised to be able to persist for four and a half laps. Not considered.

It's not that Jiang Feng doesn't understand the rhythm of long-distance running, and he really doesn't want to give up halfway.But theory is one thing, and putting it into practice is another.He only felt that his throat was hot and uncomfortable, his temples were swollen and his ears were ringing constantly, and his calves were so sore that he couldn't lift them up.He Jinglin encouraged him over and over again several times, but the verbal encouragement had little effect. Later, he even felt that the ringing in his ears was so severe that he couldn't even hear what He Jinglin said.

He Jinglin couldn't think of a better way, so he took Jiang Feng's hand and led him to run.Surprisingly, doing this seemed to really give Jiang Feng some strength.In the end, it was He Jinglin who took Jiang Feng's hand and ran slowly.

As soon as he reached the finish line, Jiang Feng lay down on the ground, panting heavily.He Jinglin adjusted his breathing, and couldn't help laughing when he saw his appearance.

"Just lying down after running, the lactic acid can't be broken down, do you really want to be bedridden tomorrow?"