idol stepfather

Bai Yang wore headphones, immersed in the sound sources of the few songs he had only recently acquired, unable to extricate himself.I got these songs from an art director two weeks ago, and he loops them whenever he has time, and they have become his favorite songs this year.

He likes these songs. Apart from the fact that the arrangement of the songs is really novel, advanced and yet popular, another important point is that he really likes the timbre of this unknown singer. It is somewhat similar to the other party.

He tried to record the same song with an ordinary microphone, and it sounds more like it. If it was recorded in a professional recording studio, he is confident that he can cover [-]% to [-]%.It's a pity that when he was buying discs on the underground sidewalk, he asked the peddler who sold them, and the other party couldn't tell where the discs came from in the first place.

Bai Yang really wanted to get to know this person, because he found that even if he could cover [-]% to [-]% of the cover, he still lacked a lot compared to the other party.

Ordinary people's ears don't seem to feel it, but his ears seem to be particularly sensitive and can sense the difference between the two.

If he had to describe this difference in words, there was only one word in Bai Yang's mind at the moment—power.Not just that kind of invisible spiritual power, but real power, and a subtle air flow can be emitted from his voice, just like a real kung fu master.

In addition, this power can be transformed into that kind of spiritual power, which will make people unable to help but be affected by the emotions expressed by the singer.

It's a novel experience.Bai Yang wasn't sure if other people felt the same way as him, he just wanted to find this singer, and it would be nice if he could ask him for advice.

"Here we are!" Guo Hao turned around from the front row and patted him on the shoulder, "Speak a few words to Mr. Wang later. I have met him a few times, although we are not very familiar, but he and Mr. Miss Guan is familiar, I called Miss Guan two days ago, and she asked me to tell you that everything is at ease."

Bai Yang obediently responded.

Guo Hao shook his finger in front of him, "Your mind has been seriously distracted recently. Keep your spirits up, now is a very important time, take advantage of being hacked these few times and attract more fans back, otherwise it will not be good Good deal."

Bai Yang rubbed his face, "I'm listening to the music, I'm the only one who will listen to those few songs for you..."

"It's nice to hear. But I'm not as open-minded as you are, and I still need to find someone. What do I do to find out? Just relying on his similar voice to yours, that's to find an opponent for yourself." The main point of the manager's view of the problem is In terms of interests and competition, Guo Hao is very competent and protects his shortcomings.

Bai Yang laughed.

He came today to record the variety show that Han Bing was on the star before. After comprehensive consideration, the MC teachers of that show chose him as the new replacement. In addition to seeing that he is currently on the rise, he is valuable. This point, and another point is to wash away the negative impact of the ice on their entire program.

Guo Hao led him to greet the director team first, got the general flow structure of the show, and was taken by the assistant director to formally introduce it to the other five MCs.

Bai Yang met Feng Shen after a long time, and he was the most enthusiastic about him. The others who were not familiar with him were more polite, but everyone got used to it soon.

It was the first time that Bai Yang recorded such a program, and his reaction was very fresh. Soon he became the object of collective concern of the other senior brothers in the team because of his image of being young, sensible, quick at work, and polite. Everyone took care of him as much as possible, and taught him how to catch up with him. The first day of recording went smoothly.

In the evening, work was over, and the program crew invited him to dinner. Bai Yang was dragged over by several seniors with their arms around their shoulders.

He was generous at the dinner table, and from time to time he humbly asked some questions from his seniors. After the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, the two seniors who had resources at hand chatted meaningfully with him.

"You are still young, this is capital, and it is not a bad thing to experience more when you are young. But don't be too rigid in the future, you are a good boy, we all know this now."

Bai Yang half-understood, the words didn't make any sense at first, but after careful reading, he found some meaning.

The next day, the location recording was in a private museum in D City. It was a private collection of a cultural celebrity who had passed away for many years, and now it was handed over to his descendants to take care of it.

"Some of the collections here are comparable to those in national museums, such as those exhibited in the main exhibition hall." Mr. Guo, the current curator, led them and the film crew to appreciate and introduce.

Bai Yang walked in the middle of the crowd, watching some good things that he hadn't had the chance to see along the way.

"Then what are the main exhibits in the sub-exhibition hall over there?" Feng Shen asked curiously.

"Oh! Those in the second exhibition hall are basically some curious things collected by my ancestors when they traveled around. Many of them don't know what they are, but they are true for a long time. They can only be regarded as personal preferences and have no specific value." Guo Guan Chang explained indifferently.

"Director Wang is also interested in these novelty-hunting gadgets, can I go and have a look?" asked the staff of the filming crew.Their job is to collect a variety of materials as much as possible. There are not many things in this main exhibition hall, but the sub-exhibition hall next to it is not small at first glance, and more materials can be collected.

Director Guo didn't say anything, and led them into the second exhibition hall.

When Bai Yang followed them and stepped into the place, the entire body from the back of the neck to the tailbone seemed to be filled with electric current, his body trembled several times, his pupils also expanded at this moment, and the original thoughts in his mind The misty and fuzzy shadow suddenly became a little clearer.

He saw the shadows of many people, and everyone took turns in circles in front of him, greeting him one by one.

"What's wrong?" Feng Shen patted him.

When Bai Yang came back to his senses, the vague shadow in his mind disappeared.He let out a sigh of relief, raised his eyes to look at this sub-exhibition hall, said that it is a sub-exhibition hall, the area of ​​the entire hall is more than double that of the main hall next to it, and the ventilation conditions and lighting equipment here are also better than that of the main hall next to it. The ones in the main hall should be more particular.

"I think this should be the main hall." Director Wang looked around and sighed.

"This place used to be the main building...because there are many things that can't be said to be interesting, it attracted some curious people to come here. Later, in order to maintain the operation of the whole restaurant, we had to change it, but this restaurant is still open no matter what. It can’t be withdrawn, my ancestor’s will stipulated that other collections can be moved, but the ones here can’t be moved, and they must be kept here until…”

"Until what?" Director Wang was curious.

"Until our Guo family is all dead." Curator Guo replied with a smile.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, feeling that the words did not sound like a joke, so they hurriedly changed the topic to appreciate the collection here.

Bai Yang obediently followed behind the crowd, first took a general look at the collections near the door.It's mostly weird stuff: there's stone, wood, fossils, grass, and things that don't look like they're anything at all.

"Your ancestors really liked to hunt for novelties! Didn't these explain what they were?" After reading some of them, everyone else lacked interest, and only Director Wang was a little bit interested.

"Isn't there a sign here, and when and where did I find it." Guo Guanzi pointed to the brief introduction below, "These words were written by my ancestors stroke by stroke. But baby, I often don’t go out for several days after I do my own research.”

"Is there something that came out of the research?" Director Wang leaned over to look at the fine and small characters that were still drawn with a brush.

"There should still be some." Curator Guo narrowed his eyes suddenly.

When the others accompanied Director Wang to watch, a voice popped out of Bai Yang's mind inexplicably: "Here!!"

Bo Yang unconsciously followed the voice and walked towards a place.

It was an inconspicuous small glass cover hidden in the innermost part of the exhibition hall. Bai Yang approached it little by little, and gradually saw clearly what was covered in the cover.

An iron-blue thing that looks like broken porcelain, palm-sized, featureless, the kind that passers-by would kick away as a stone if thrown on the side of the road.

"coming???"

The voice in his head became louder and clearer in an instant, Bai Yang's whole body trembled, and his trembling fingers couldn't help poking towards that thing.

"This is a bone." Curator Guo's voice sounded behind him unexpectedly.

Bai Yang's eyes that had lost focus immediately returned to normal.He turned to look at Director Guo behind him, "Bones?"

"Actually, I don't believe it is a bone." Curator Guo laughed and cried, "But what is written here is a bone." He pointed to the small characters below and said.

Bai Yang took a closer look, and saw what was written on the card: On March 3, XX, it was bought at the northwest exchange market. The seller said it was a piece of broken porcelain, and I personally thought it was their bones.

"They?" Bai Yang repeated these two words.

"It may be some kind of extinct animal." Director Guo said, "If you are interested, you can open it and have a look. There are patterns engraved on the back of it."

Bai Yang wanted to refuse, but the special feeling just now made him unable to refuse, "I don't understand this, how about you take

let me see? "

Curator Guo is bold, it seems that these worthless and unprovable things are not particularly important to him.He put on his gloves and opened the glass cover, took out the piece, and handed it to Bai Yang.

Bai Yang put on his gloves himself, and took it carefully.

The moment he got the thing in his hand, Bai Yang was agitated again, and he swung his body back and forth twice uncontrollably, scaring Director Guo.

At this moment, more blurred images filled my mind.

"Warning? Warning-warning???"

"It's them!!!!!"

Bai Yang shook his head vigorously, why is there always a voice echoing in his head?

"Mr. Guo, did you hear anything?" Bai Yang looked up at Director Guo blankly.

Curator Guo tilted his head in surprise, "What?"

"Someone is talking..."

Curator Guo frowned slightly, and grabbed Bai Yang's hand, "What did you say? Did you hear a sound? What sound?"

Probably this person's mood suddenly became agitated, which attracted the attention of others, and everyone leaned over one after another.

Curator Guo let go of Bai Yang's hand, "Sorry!"

Bai Yang looked down at the thing carefully, and after turning it over, he did see a small grain on the lower left corner of the thing that didn't look like calligraphy or painting.

"From Bai Yang's mouth suddenly slipped out such a sentence that no one could understand.

"What?" Curator Guo looked at him strangely, "You know him?"

Bai Yang came back to his senses, "Ah?" Did he say something just now?

"Do you know this word?" Director Guo was excited again.

Bai Yang quickly shook his head, "I don't know him!" It just looked familiar.

"Then what did you just say?"

"The kid is muttering nonsense, that's not a language we know at all." Director Wang smoothed things over, took the thing in Bai Yang's hand, and looked it over, "I think it's broken porcelain! It’s still something that’s not in good condition and can’t identify the age.” It was of no value, so Director Wang handed the item to Director Guo.

Curator Guo stared at Bai Yang thoughtfully for a while, then put the things back into the cover.