After rebirth, he just wants to do business

At first glance, this Meng Yu... avoids him very much.

"Okay, let's not talk much, you can start the performance first." He Yan picked up the microphone and said first, the other tutors followed suit, and began to rummage through the notes to prepare for grading.

When the performance started, the staff hurriedly sent Lime to adjust the height.

The lights on the scene were dimmed, the cameras and radios were all aimed at Meng Yu, and all eyes were on him, wanting to see what this popular searcher who had been in public opinion turmoil could do in the end.

Although Chen Ye and the others got along well with Meng Yu, they didn't know much about his strength, so they were a little worried.And the other trainees are all waiting for this performance with the mentality of watching the excitement.

The spotlight shone on Meng Yu alone.

For the first stage performance, he wore a white shirt and black suit trousers. The white shirt was loose and trendy. The top neckline was open, revealing a piece of fair skin.

Black trousers wrapped her straight and slender legs, making her look quite tall.

Meng Yu supported the mic with one hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a few dynamic drumbeats, the soothing and beautiful prelude music poured in, accompanied by the soft humming of young people.

"Summer sunshine through the rainbow..."

The melodious singing sounds like a flowing brook, gurgling beautifully, and the playful rhythm seems to have a kind of magic power, making people unable to resist following behind rhythmically and swaying.

"Oh... oh... oh—"

Even at the interlude, the whole audience went "Oh" together.

Meng Yu chose a small and fresh song that is relatively small and popular, but because the short video has become popular recently, many people will hum the interlude of this background sound.

He Yan would also hum.

But not because of the short video platform.

This song was written by Meng Yu.

He Yan tensed his face so that he didn't let himself show a strange expression. He stared deeply at the young man in the center of the stage. The other party's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Meng Yu's, and he even chose a song written by Meng Yu.

Is it a mere coincidence or is it?

He Yan didn't dare to think about it.

"The starry sky fell into my arms..."

After the last line was sung, Meng Yu slowly opened his eyes as the accompaniment slowly ended.

He Yan, who was directly opposite, was staring at him closely, his eyes were full of coercion, as if he wanted to see something through him.

Not to be outdone, Meng Yu looked back, there was no sign of dodging, his eyes were firm.

He Yan, long time no see.

After silently saying this sentence in his heart, Meng Yu took a step back and bowed in the sudden bright light.

"Oh!"

"Alas--"

Meng Yu responded with warm applause and cheers from the audience.

Of course, except for Sheng Heng and others.

Sitting on the seat, Sheng Heng's face turned dark, especially after seeing so many people around started applauding and shouting for Meng Yu, he just felt that his mouth was stuck in his chest, and he was about to suffocate him to death.

"Very good, the skills and feelings are perfect..." The vocal instructor couldn't wait to raise the microphone to start commenting after Meng Yu finished, and he was not stingy with all kinds of compliments.

He Yan began to ask after several mentors commented: "Why did you choose this song?"

Why did you choose this song?Is it a coincidence?

He stared at Meng Yu, wanting to know an answer.

He Yan didn't dare to think about the plot of "Resurrecting from the Dead" that only appeared on TV. What he wanted to know was whether Meng Yu and Meng Yu were related.

"This..." Meng Yu hesitated.

Naturally, he chose this song because it was his first original song, which was very meaningful, but he didn't expect He Yan to be here, so he prepared the "I like the producer of this song very much" secret bragging. The reason is no longer available.

Meng Yu licked his lips and replied, "I overheard it and thought it sounded good and I liked it, so I chose this song."

"Okay." He Yan bent his lips, put down the microphone and didn't ask again, as if he accepted the statement.

Meng Yu quickly turned his attention to the others.After singing a song just now, the long-lost surge in his heart made him want to face and even provoke He Yan.

But the passion and blood of the performance had passed, and after Meng Yu calmed down, he still couldn't be tough with He Yan, so if he could avoid staring at him, he avoided looking at him as much as possible and didn't look at him.

"Then Meng Yu, your final rating result is—" It was the vocal instructor, a very gentle man, who announced the result.He looked at Meng Yu and smiled kindly, "Congratulations, it's A."

"Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, you are awesome!" Chen Ye behind couldn't help but roared loudly, and Meng Yu looked at the elated opponent, showing a rare smile.

Under the young man's fluffy hair are exquisite eyebrows and eyes, which are bent at this moment, as if thousands of stars are gathered in his eyes, dazzling and brilliant.

Chen Ye stared blankly, and shouted even more vigorously.

Meng Yu: "..."

"Shut up, you." He couldn't help but go back to Li Mai and say something, successfully silenced Chen Ye.

It caused a burst of laughter at the scene, and He Yan couldn't help rubbing his brows in this relaxed atmosphere.

There was a faint thought in his mind, but he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

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Did I write a bit ugly... Favorites keep dropping, so heartbroken

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As soon as Meng Yu returned to his seat, Chen Ye immediately surrounded him and asked with a smile, "Xiaoyu, why didn't I know you sing so well?"

Meng Yu glanced at him when he heard the words: "You don't know much."

Chen Ye: "..."

The recording time for the first stage was very long, and it was already the early morning of the next day by the time everyone finished their work and dispersed.

The instructors left the venue first, and seeing He Yan's figure disappear before his eyes, Meng Yu was reluctantly heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, the trainees were also exhausted, one by one hooked their shoulders, supported each other and walked towards the dormitory building.

Meng Yu politely declined the warm invitation from Chen Ye and others, and walked in the end alone.

Although today's stage is small and there are few audiences, but after so many years, Meng Yu still has the opportunity to return to the stage. Meng Yu feels unreal.

It was like having a big, hearty dream, and he was very afraid that he would wake up from the dream when the passion faded away, and he was still the same Meng Yu who was waiting for the return of the congratulatory banquet in Xinyayuan every day.

The park was dark and quiet in the early morning, and the lights of the buildings were turned off one by one as if the shutdown button had been pressed, and the whole area fell into darkness again, leaving only a few dim lights on the side of the road.

Meng Yu hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the opposite direction of the dormitory building.

He couldn't hold back the agitation in his heart at the moment, but he couldn't find a place to talk about it, so he slowly swayed in the park against the slightly cooler breeze.

The cool wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and it also blew into the thin shirt. Meng Yu shuddered and subconsciously sneezed.

"Ah-chirp!" The surging blood was suddenly chilled by the wind.

Meng Yu turned around blankly, ready to go back to the dormitory.The full moon on the night shone on his returning figure, one step, two steps, three steps, until he reached the door of the building, he turned around and looked behind him.

The empty park is silently waiting for the dawn.

Meng Yu shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, and then entered the dormitory.

@孟玉: Start again. 【picture】

He Yan stood in the quiet night, after reading a post from the person he followed on his mobile phone, he turned his eyes to the trainee dormitory.

After a long time, he laughed at himself and canceled the latest attention on the trumpet.

He Yan, you are too ridiculous to have such an unrealistic delusion.

The program recording of "Genesis" is still going on. The daily routine of the trainees is training, training and training. Occasionally, the instructors will come to make routine inspections and teach some.

Dance, vocal music, and rap take turns, and when He Yan is free, he will bring delicious food in different ways, and sometimes he will bring gifts from his own endorsements to distribute to the trainees.

As we all know, He Yan's endorsements are all extravagant, even if they are only given to the best performing students at a time, it does not prevent other students from being full of expectations.

So the arrival of the congratulatory banquet became their only expectation in the boring and tense days.

Looking forward to cakes, crayfish, fried chicken...

"Will Mr. He come over this weekend?" Cheng Ning leaned against the wall and began to pray to the ceiling.

"You have a good idea." Cheng Jing snorted disdainfully, "I just heard from the selection officer yesterday that He Yan is promoting a new movie, so why come over here when you have time."

"what??"

Hearing the bad news, not only Cheng Ning started to howl, but other trainees in the practice room also started to yell.

"Mr. He isn't coming?! I'm still waiting for this week's crayfish!"

"Mr. Zhang said that my vocal performance was very good this time, and he told me to tell Mr. He for me!"

"My fried chicken fried chicken..."

Meng Yu sat in the corner and drank water with his head down, not joining in the wailing.

Contrary to the others, he didn't want He Yan to come over.

The existence of the other party will always affect him, and Meng Yu hates this kind of influence.

"I heard that someone is calling me?" A slightly joking male voice came from the door. Meng Yu shook his hand holding the mineral water bottle, and a few drops of water directly spilled on the center of his trousers, which looked a bit unattractive.

See, the effect is really nasty.

Meng Yu screwed on the bottle cap resentfully, then looked up, and saw He Yan in casual attire standing at the door, and was immediately surrounded by trainees swarming up.

"Teacher He! What's delicious today!"

"Teacher He, we miss you so much—"

The trainees chattered away, like children asking their teacher for candies.

A boy of seventeen or eighteen is indeed a child, especially in front of a mature and stable 32-year-old man——He Yan.

Meng Yu couldn't help curling his lips, He Yan was already 32, but he was only 23 now, and his ID card showed [-].The inexplicable age gap of more than ten years made Meng Yu feel a little happy.

He looked at He Yan in the crowd and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Ha, old man.