Xue Liang stood upright at the door of the practice room, repeatedly recalling many details in his mind when Jiang Yi sang "The sky is bright and the sea is bright."
After he went back, he sang it over and over again, and finally realized that the song was good, but he couldn't reach Jiang Yi's level at all!
When he went back to practice, he always felt that something was not right. Jiang Yi's singing voice kept lingering in his ears. The more he sang, the more upset he became. The more he sang, the more he felt that what he sang was rubbish. So on the day of the audition, he got the Why compare with him?
Distraught, he opened the door and walked to the door of Jiang Yi's practice room.
I happened to hear the last two times Jiang Yi sang, and there were not too many small details in those two times!
Xue Liang, who had previously felt that he could not sing well, suddenly had an idea and was inspired!
There was an eerie light in his eyes in the darkness.
...
Jiang Yi was walking home, but he didn't know that his inspiration and hard work had been taken care of by a dung beetle.
Even if you know it, so what?
He was thinking whether it was time for him to change his house.
Although the house provided by the General Secretary is acceptable, it only meets the basic requirements of life. It is a small room that cannot be stretched out except for sleeping.
He has never been a person who is cautious and economical.
If you have the strength to give yourself a better life, why not?
He did what he said, lay back on the bed and opened the rental software.
In a big city like City A, there are still a lot of houses on the rental software, so there is no need to spend a lot of time running around the city to look at houses.
He still has more than 200,000 yuan in his card, so he doesn't even have to think about buying a house, but it's still easy to rent a better house.
After picking and choosing, I finally chose one, with excellent greenery and plenty of sunshine...
In short, it is a very suitable community for retirement.
Two bedrooms and one living room are enough for Jiang Yi, with one bedroom and one used as a study room. The house is well-decorated and has all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances. Jiang Yi can move in directly with his bags. Jiang Yi is quite satisfied.
And if nothing else, he should be able to live in this place for a long time before he can afford to buy a house.
Compared with the crowded, decayed and opaque room now, it's not even the slightest bit better!
Even though I have money on hand, I still can't help but click my tongue when I see the rent.
At this price...it takes a year to make a down payment in a second-tier city.
It seems that there is still a long way to go to buy a house in City A.
I thought this in my heart, but when I paid, I didn't hesitate at all. I signed the electronic contract and paid the rent.
The house he was looking at had a three-to-two mortgage, which meant he had to pay five months' rent at a time.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of his remaining 200,000 yuan was gone.
Looking at the few tens of thousands of dollars left, Jiang Yi felt as if a hole had been hollowed out in his heart, and cold wind was pouring into it.
He bared his teeth and gasped.
He quickly threw away his phone, blocked out distracting thoughts, and began to study the music score carefully.
The CCTV audition is scheduled for next Thursday, and there are only five days left to complete the plan. What's more, he is preparing to move tomorrow and hand over to the agency, so there is even less time left.
Everyone wants to keep climbing up. If you stay in one position for a long time, you will inevitably regress.
What's more, Jiang Yi has always been a person who never gives up to achieve his goals.
Forget it if he didn't have a chance before, but now the olive branch has been extended, and there is a huge benefit of the system. If he doesn't catch it properly, then he really deserves to die!
In order not to waste time, I contacted the agent directly before moving and placed an order for pre-move cleaning.
As for the so-called moving later...
The Prime Minister's house is just a place to stay for him.
There wasn't much stuff, except for some books about music and common daily necessities, I didn't bring anything.
After moving to his new home, Jiang Yi began to retreat and began to carefully polish the song Tian Qing Hai Kuo.
Zhang Meigui found that her wife often sat on the balcony in the past two days, often sitting there all afternoon, not knowing what she was doing.
Suspicious, she walked to the balcony carrying the fruit, talking as she walked.
"Why haven't I seen you thinking about your piece of music in the past two days?"
Halfway through Zhang Meigui's words, Teacher Liu He raised his bright eyes and nervously raised his hand to interrupt!
Zhang Meigui was startled by that urgent look.
He stood there in panic, not daring to move.
The balcony became quiet again, and soon Teacher Zhang heard a melodious singing coming from downstairs.
Bel Canto's singing style is grand and vast, and if you listen carefully, you can also hear a bit of emptiness and loneliness.
Looking at the intoxicated and obsessed expression on my wife's face, I understood and relaxed.
He stepped forward and put the orange he was holding on the coffee table.
Then I sat next to him and listened quietly to the singing coming from downstairs.
Even though Zhang Meigui studied dance when she was young, she could tell that the singer downstairs had profound skills. As the singing poured out, the vast and lonely scene stood before her eyes.
When the song ended, Zhang Meigui felt a little dazed listening to it.
After waiting for a long time, the singer seemed to have no intention of continuing to sing, so Teacher Liu He let out a long breath.
"Phew!" The excitement on his face could not be concealed.
"You sing really well." The little old man happily took a sip of tea.
When he put down the teacup, he glanced at the old wife who was still in a daze state and laughed loudly.
“Isn’t this song nice?”
Only then did Zhang Meigui come to her senses and heard it again.
"Do you know who composed the tune he sang?" The old man over fifty said confidently while basking in the sun.
The corner of Zhang Meigui's mouth twitched, and her face, which had been baptized by the years but still full of charm, rolled her eyes inappropriately.
"I'm not blind."
"Everyone can see your sultry expression, right?"
Liu He suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahaha."
"How's it going? Is the music well written?"
Ru Xianle suddenly understood that the music he composed could be interpreted and sung so well. The little old man happily drank several cups of tea.
The feeling is no different from that of Bo Ya who is good at playing the harp, and Zhong Ziqi who is good at listening. Mountains and rivers flow, and they have found a close friend.
The old naughty boy didn't look as serious as he did during the general administration.
Zhang Meigui was noncommittal.
"But hasn't your previous song been released yet?"
"Why did the one downstairs start singing first?" she asked doubtfully.
Liu He smacked his lips when he heard this: "Tsk, it's not like the previously chosen candidate ran away. I was so angry that I had blisters on my mouth for several days."
"Now the station is ready to re-select people."
"Hey! Fortunately, here comes a better one!"
"Otherwise, there will be a bunch of people who can't make it to the table, and I'll be really angry."
When Teacher Zhang heard this, he thought of the old man's gloomy look two days ago.
"That's quite a coincidence. We live downstairs."
Liu He nodded: "No one seems to have been downstairs before, what a fate!"
He leaned back on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, his hands resting on the armrests, and his fingers tapping the melody of the sky and the sea.
He changed his usual irritability and looked satisfied.
Zhang Meigui laughed in her heart as she looked at it, said nothing more, turned around and went back to the house.
So, without Jiang Yi knowing.
He would practice his voice and music on the balcony every time.
Someone would move a small bench or drag a rocking chair and rock it upstairs to listen to it without missing a beat. It was so comfortable.
Thursday arrived in a blink of an eye.
Jiang Yi packed up early in the morning, got up early, and took a taxi to the CCTV Building.
Looking at the magnificent building that belongs to the central platform, Jiang Yi felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
After so many hours of repeated practice, the song Tian Qing Hai Kuo has already been engraved in his mind. The closer the selection is, the calmer he becomes and his lack of panic.
He strode into the lobby, but unexpectedly he met a familiar person at the elevator entrance.
