Taoist Quick Wear

Si Qingyan originally thought that he could navigate every world with ease, but found that he had overestimated himself.

A world is not a single-player game that can be completed in one go. In fact, he will face crucial choices every step he takes. Even if he chooses the optimal solution, he will still have more troubles. He prefers a simpler environment. Even if there are human contacts, there is a touch of alienation and they will not interfere too much with each other.

After filming the variety show, it’s time to calm down and study hard.

"Brother Si, are you busy?" Duanmu Lin also knocked on the door outside. He was severely frightened, and he had lost his composure before. Now he realized what he was doing and wanted to apologize. He felt that the reason was not sufficient, but it was too boring to be bored in the room over and over again.

"not busy."

Si Qingyan is writing the test papers issued by the teacher, which are all basic and comprehensive questions.

"Then can I come in?" When Duanmu Linye spoke, Si Qingyan had already opened the door.

When he looked up, he found that his temporary roommate had a look of fear and confusion on his face, as if he couldn't find his way in the fog.

"Thank you, Brother Si. I'm very confused right now. I just had a quarrel with my family."

"I want to concentrate on studying music, but they don't support me." Duanmu Linye held half a bottle of mineral water in his hand and took a sip from time to time. When I was a child, my immunity was weak and I was prone to colds and fevers. I would cough for several months, leaving some problems in my throat. If I sang for a long time, I would become inflamed and hoarse.

This makes his voice not as clean and translucent as ordinary teenage singers. It has a slightly smoky voice, but it does not have the magnetism of being mature, stable and experienced through vicissitudes of life. It is neither up nor down, but unique.

There is a young man's sarcasm, Mi Yan, every word seems to come from the heart, with full of affection. Even though countless people prefer his timbre, the flaws in his voice still limit the type of singing he can do.

The treble cannot be raised, and the pitch cannot be changed.

Someone on the talent show commented that he could only sing a few nonsense songs with his guitar in his arms throughout his life. Because of his outstanding face and good popularity, the judge was reviled by countless people and quit the show.

"I don't have a very high talent, I don't compose music that amazes the world, and I don't have a voice that can shake the hearts of the audience... I know that although the judge teacher spoke excessively, he was very objective. In the final competition, everyone was showing off their skills. , only I have been singing songs that are neither high nor low, and plain and unremarkable. He doesn’t want to make the atmosphere in this circle bad, and he likes capable singers.”

Duanmu Linye drank water while talking. Over the years, he had developed the habit of drinking water when he was emotional.

"I'm very anxious to go to a better music school and get more recognition."

Duanmu Lin is now in an extremely anxious state.

People who knew him did not agree that he turned his hobby into a lifelong career, not to mention that he did not show any amazing talent. Those with outstanding talents can often recite a piece of music they have heard only once, exactly as early as eight or nine years old. In comparison, Duanmu Lin, who became a monk halfway through, also seems particularly mediocre.

"I first took the art exam because my cultural studies were so bad. I wanted to get into a good university so as not to lose face to my parents. Then I studied music and jumped in."

"I like it very much... I don't know how to describe it, but when I sing and compose, I feel very happy, better than anything else."

"It's like a little bear who has been holding back all winter and suddenly smells the aroma of honey..."

Duanmu Lin also thought for a few seconds and used this metaphor. Maybe there's something endearing about people who are paranoid about music.

"Then what do you want to do most?" Si Qingyan listened and answered the questions.

"I want to go to the top conservatory of music." Duanmu Linye said his biggest ambition as soon as his mind became hot.

"To study abroad, you need to take TOEFL and IELTS. Your grades must be excellent. Are you sure you want to go?" Si Qingyan has also considered studying abroad, but he wants to study in China for a few years before going out.

He no longer sees the world from the perspective of God, but as an ordinary high school student, worrying about the future study problems of his companions.

"Sure, I'm sure." Duanmu Lin also decided to give it a try. The reward he received from the crew this time was the material basis for him to realize his dream.

"How is your English?" Si Qingyan took out a stack of test papers from the table.

"...Average." Duanmu Linye didn't stand out in any of his cultural classes. There was a word that suited him very well in its literal meaning - average difference.

"Try a few sets of test papers."

"Oh." Duanmu Lin also began to tremble unconsciously when he took the test paper. What is more terrifying than quarreling with parents is facing an almost unfamiliar test paper alone.

He knew the letters of each word separately, but he didn't know them when they were put together.

This is too scary.

But Si Qingyan was sitting next to him writing the topic.

Duanmu Lin also looked at Si Qingyan's handwriting and was fascinated unconsciously.

He writes very fast, and the handwriting is a bit sloppy, but it can be read clearly. If he is willing to slow down, he must have very beautiful handwriting.

I always feel that Brother Si is not a particularly patient person.

But he had to get things done. Whenever something happens, you rush into action and want to do your best right away.

"Duanmu Linye, you didn't move a word." Si Qingyan suddenly spoke.

Duanmu Lin also shuddered.

Too bad...

He looked at the test paper, gritted his teeth, and began to make up random answers.

He wrote randomly on the English multiple-choice questions, and he could get 10 or 20 points out of the total score of 150 each time. He copied a few paragraphs of the reading passages in the following composition, and filled up the test paper.

Duanmu Linye suddenly felt that this test paper was very unfamiliar.

"Your foundation is too poor."

Si Qingyan picked up a red pen and began to mark Duanmu Linye's test paper, crossing out all the wrong ones.

Not long after, there were many red crosses on the test paper.

Duanmu Linye became embarrassed, thinking that those red crosses were on his face.

"Why did you write out the answers to the listening test?"

Si Qingyan looked up at Duanmu Linye. He was obviously sitting and Duanmu Linye was standing, but he felt like he was looking down on her.

This was more frustrating than being criticized by the teacher.

Duanmu Linye began to think about his original intention, which was to let Si Qingyan teach him how to fuck up his character, but why did it become like this now?

"If you want to do something, you must prepare in advance. No one has ever looked up at the sky and recited a few words to get what they want."

Si Qingyan's tone was very flat, but there was a hint of blame. Whether it was Huo Xuan or Qin Siyu, or the Qin Dynasty, they were much better than Duanmu Linye now.

"What about you?" Although Duanmu Linye had watched "Beauty Allures the World", he did not have a deep understanding of the word acting. Different trades are like different mountains. He felt that Si Qingyan was outstanding because she took advantage of that good face... There were some other aspects, but Si Qingyan was really lucky, which made his eyes green.

"The time and energy I put in are equal to the benefits."

Si Qingyan's luck was not very good. Maybe he had a good background, but after a long period of picking up rags, he had long been accustomed to paying an equal or even heavier price for what he wanted. Everyone in the world knows this truth, but they really want to do it but delay it for various reasons.

"Duanmu Linye, you still have time to work hard."

Si Qingyan suddenly thought of Luo Junchen's passionate middle school look. Although he was working in the wrong direction, at least he was struggling.

"I'm sorry." Duanmu Linye felt ashamed. In front of this peer, his courage to stick to his dream was a little childish and ridiculous.

"You're not sorry for me. Study hard. It's not too late. I will take the entrance exam for Yanbei University and plan to study abroad in the future. This is a list of books. You can study slowly and try to get into the top colleges in the country. You have too many subjects to make up now. Prepare for the college entrance examination first, and then go to university to make up the basics. It may take a long time and be very tiring... but the future is promising."

Si Qingyan took out a piece of white paper and made a list of books, and handed it to Duanmu Linye.

"Okay." Duanmu Linye took the list of books and left Si Qingyan's room with a complicated look. After leaving, he realized that he had forgotten to thank him.

When he lowered his head to look at the list of books, the first line read "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation".

I always feel that... if I miss this opportunity, if I continue to go with the flow, he will become a joke in everyone's eyes and become the kind of person he dislikes the most.

Even if he could attract more people to his work at the beginning, it would be useless if the work was not good enough. Without sufficient background and experience, he could not produce good works. And he disdained to use the creative achievements of others, and it seemed that there was no other way to go.

That afternoon, Duanmu Lin went to find Si Qingyan with a pile of books, and then quietly squatted near Si Qingyan to scratch his ears and cheeks to think about difficult problems. Occasionally, his eyes were too sad, and Si Qingyan couldn't stand it, so he would take the time to explain the problem-solving skills to him.

The huge pressure from his peers made Duanmu Lin frantically flutter, as if he wanted to pick up all the knowledge he had missed before. For a while, he burst out with a strong desire, and even put books under his pillow when he slept.

"Water flows to the lower place, and I think knowledge is the same."

Duanmu Lin pointed to his wrinkled pages and explained.

"Heh." Si Qingyan smiled.

"I... I have a headache. I heard that this is a good way to learn." Duanmu Lin instantly shrank back and huddled together.

"Five sets of test papers every day, check them for me after you finish them. Do them, don't fill them in randomly."

"Okay." Duanmu Linye felt that these five sets were not many, and he couldn't help showing a little joy.

"You are laughing so happily? Add two sets." Si Qingyan patted Duanmu Linye's shoulder, picked up the newly ordered spicy hot pot, and started eating.

"I..."

"Do you want to add a few more sets?" Si Qingyan was a little confused.

"No, I don't want to." Duanmu Linye shook his head, hugged his exercises that were marked wrong again, and slipped away.

Brother Si is much more terrible than a tutor.

In front of him, it feels like the blood vessels and bones under the skin have been exposed. Si Qingyan sneered, and Duanmu Lin wanted to hit the wall, feeling that he had a pig head on his shoulders, and there was no need to exist.

"I have to go back to the location to shoot tomorrow. There are only two days left, and I can go home after the shooting."

Duanmu Linye's eyes were red from staying up, and he finally corrected the wrong questions.

"Have a good rest tonight, and finish what you haven't finished later."

"Okay." Duanmu Lin also pays attention to maintaining his face. He brought a bunch of bottles and jars. Now he puts on a mask and eye patch. After a while, he changes to another application method. He is very particular.

No matter when Si Qingyan is on camera, he is the most eye-catching one among the crowd. Maybe it is because of his good bone structure that people can recognize him at a glance. Usually, he doesn't do this kind of thing unless someone urges him. He is unexpectedly lazy. But he always likes to bring a few steam eye masks, close his eyes after brushing questions, and take a nap. It's very comfortable.

Duanmu Lin also saw that he was enjoying himself like a big boss, and felt that the distance between the two of them was much closer. At least he is also a living person who needs to eat, sleep and rest.

The next morning, the eight people met again, and they were already divided into four factions.

Si Qingyan and Duanmu Linye, Wei Jie and Lin Susu, Liang Qin and Xu Shiqi, Tang Ni and Ji Feng.

Originally, the program team wanted to divide them into the red team and the blue team, but considering the many conflicts between Liang Qin and Xu Shiqi, they gave up the original plan and let them form teams freely, and tried to reduce friction in the activities.

"Today there are four tasks in total. The first is to herd cattle, the second is to feed pigs, the third is to move bricks, and the fourth is to catch fish."

The director took out four pieces of paper with task cards written on them.

"Rock, scissors, paper, the winner chooses first."

"The captain of each team steps out."

So one person from each of the four teams walked out.

They were Si Qingyan, Wei Jie, Tang Ni, and Xu Shiqi.

Duanmu Linye glanced at Si Qingyan, come on, brother, you must win, I don't want to feed pigs...

"Rock, scissors, paper!"

In the first round, there were all kinds of things, but in the second round, Si Qingyan played the hammer, and everyone else played scissors.

Duanmu Lin also breathed a sigh of relief and began to feel proud of Si Qingyan's luck.

"Student Si, which task do you choose?" the host asked enthusiastically.