Spear Teacher

Fang Xubai came with a mission.

As for who issued the mission, he promised Brother Qi that he would never tell anyone.

He narrowed his round deer eyes and looked at He Chuyang, the scheming contestant on the stage, who was smiling calmly and looking straight at Sister Qiyu.

Fang Xubai's approachable and gentle attitude suddenly became nervous.

Like a little hedgehog with spikes all over his body.

On the stage, He Chuyang looked at the person he had just met at Grandpa Qiao's house in City A last night, with a gentle curve at the corner of his lips and a prominent dimple on his cheek.

He brought the microphone close to his lips and said with a smile:

"Hello, mentors, I am contestant No. 520, He Chuyang."

Before the other three people in the mentor seat had time to speak, Fang Xubai, who had heard of him a little, took the initiative to speak.

His tone was very enthusiastic:

"So you are He Chuyang."

On hearing this, He Chuyang turned his eyes from Jiang Qiyu to the person next to him.

A trace of darkness flashed across his eyes, but the smile on his face became more perfect:

"You are Mr. Fang Xubai, a friend of Qiyu and sister."

This sentence sounds nothing at first, but it is a big problem when you think about it.

With Fang Xubai's fame, his identity suffix can't be as simple as Jiang Qiyu's friend.

He Chuyang is using this method to hint that his relationship with Jiang Qiyu is more than just a mentor and a contestant.

But with his harmless face, it seems that he is just expressing his admiration and appreciation for the two mentors.

No matter what Fang Xubai's purpose is here, this sentence is tantamount to a provocation to him.

But He Chuyang calculated it over and over again, but he miscalculated one point.

That is, there is a reason why Fang Xubai can play with Jiang Qiyu.

He didn't understand.

Not only did he not understand the provocation in that person's words, he also nodded with great pleasure:

"Yes! Sister Qi Yu and I are indeed good friends."

After saying that, he remembered Brother Qi's words, his eyes changed and he added:

"And Brother Qi, the three of us have a very good relationship."

Jiang Qi Yu, who was standing aside, was absent-minded. When he heard Fang Xubai cue Qi Yu at this time, he suddenly looked up at him and nodded in confusion.

Just hearing this sentence, He Chuyang was sure of the reason why Fang Xubai came here.

He curled his lips slightly, his eyes were bright, and his tone was full of envy:

"Sister Qi Yu is indeed a very easy-to-get-along-with person, and I am also a fan of Sister Qi Yu!"

Hearing this, Fang Xubai wanted to pull a face immediately, but the expression management as an idol saved him.

With a smile on his lips, he half-jokingly said to the "scheming green tea man who wants to use Sister Qiyu to get promoted":

"Sister Qiyu is a very nice person, but she is not so easy to talk to as a mentor. I wonder what talent He Chuyang will bring today?"

He Chuyang glanced at Jiang Qiyu, who was a little absent-minded, and confidently reported the title of the song:

"This is my first original song, dedicated to someone who deserves it."

"......"

Accompanied by a melodious rhythm, the clear and ethereal voice of the boy slowly opened.

This is a very subtle love song from lyrics to music. The lyrics are about a young boy cautiously approaching the person he has a crush on.

The sour and ambiguous secret love lyrics, coupled with the gentle and light tune, the boy's emotional singing, and the thousands of twists and turns in his eyes...

For a while, the entire recording site couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

Accompanied by the boy's clear voice, he recalled his own happy or sad youthful secret love.

"......"

The song ended.

The boy, who was so moved at the end of the song, slowly opened his eyes, and looked straight at the instructor's seat with his eyes shining with moving tears.

But he saw that the man didn't even look at him, and was whispering something with the friend next to him.

"Sister Qi Yu, what do you think of his singing?"

"It's OK."

Fang Xubai pouted slightly, with a look of disapproval:

"I think there is a problem with his voice, and the resonance of his sphenoid sinus is not enough."

Jiang Qi Yu, a layman who sings like a funeral, of course does not understand the professional terms of vocal techniques. Upon hearing this, she immediately frowned:

"What resonance?"

"Sphenoid sinus resonance."

"......"

She was stunned for a moment, and finally shook her head and said:

"It's hard to judge, after all, different trades are like different mountains."

The two of them were discussing in a low voice, and Zhen Haoting on the side spoke at the right time, with a tone full of appreciation:

"Good! Great! At this age, he can independently complete such a complete work. He is a rare good seedling."

Wu Daojia also clapped his hands:

"Can you tell me about the inspiration for your song? Or the story behind it."

Hearing this, He Chuyang justHe lowered his head slightly, his eyes were calm, but his expression was shy and bashful:

"This song... was actually written for someone, and I chose to sing it today because I wanted to give it to her."

Hearing him say this, there was a burst of uproar, but more of it was the wailing of female fans.

Such a rising star, writing such a beautiful love song, said on such an important stage that he wanted to give this song to someone.

The meaning is self-evident.

At this time, Fang Xubai's alarm bells rang.

Just as he was about to comment on his vocal skills and change the subject, he heard the female mentor next to him say with a smile:

"Is that person here today?"

He Chuyang looked at Fang Xubai provocatively, and the dimples on his cheeks became more obvious:

"Yes!"

"Wow——"

Seeing that the atmosphere was so heated, the director team had no intention of calling a halt.

After all, this kind of emergency situation can cause a lot of discussion with just a little guidance.

Zhen Haoting, as a veteran in the talent show industry, naturally understood this principle very well. He immediately glanced at the audience below with a cheerful look:

"Why don't you invite her up and let her comment on your song?"

"Okay."

He Chuyang nodded without hesitation, put the microphone to his lips, and looked meaningfully at Jiang Qiyu in front of him:

"Sister, this is a song I wrote specifically for you."

"..."

Ignoring everyone's stiffness, he looked firmly at the slightly frowning person, his tone sincere and earnest:

"You accompanied me from the audition all the way to the finals, gave me a lot of encouragement, and gave me the courage to work hard. This song is what I want to say to you, as a..."

He paused, and smiled even more:

"As a thank you."

As soon as these words came out, a cold mechanical voice suddenly rang in He Chuyang's ears:

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Only he could hear the voice falling, and before He Chuyang could frown.

A clear female voice came from the instructor's seat:

"Thank you? You are clearly slandering me."