Chapter 12: Qingbao's First Show
Now that it was late at night, and there were no staff members or photography studios nearby, Huo Li had a keen sense of hearing and avoided the patrolling security guards and carried Chu Qing to the pavilion in the small park.
There were only cicadas chirping around, and the night air was fresh.
Anyway, it's better than being in a room with someone else.
Huo Li and Chu Qing sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, Chu Qing always resigned and let Huo Li take him out and put him on the chair.
Chu Qing was still holding the Rubik's Cube in his hand.
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I can't sleep either." Huo Li put his coat over Chu Qing and held Chu Qing's rough hand that was blown by the evening wind and was not covered by gloves.
Chu Qing couldn't sleep either.
Huo Li asked, "Would you like to play games with me?"
Chu Qing shook his head slightly, not interested.
"Then accompany me to read the official document?"
Chu Qing continued to shake his head. He didn't have the spirit and didn't want to drag Huo Li's work down.
Chu Qing didn't look at it, so Huo Li looked at it himself.
As soon as he said it, he took a document out of his briefcase on the spot.
Seeing Huo Li like this, Chu Qing was relieved, and without the psychological burden, he sat and twisted the Rubik's cube.
Huo Li looked sideways, and saw Chu Qing lowered his head, huddled into a ball and played that simple and repetitive game, with a stubborn and serious expression.
This picture is a bit weird, Huo Li warmly asked: "Where did this Rubik's cube come from?"
Chu Qing did not answer.
Huo Li reached out and rubbed the back of Chu Qing's head.
Chu Qing just sat like this, looking at the spacious night sky and the woods beside him, surrounded by Huo Li's voice as he turned pages, neither light nor heavy.
...
It wasn't until a long time later that Chu Qing put down the Rubik's cube and said, "Mr. Huo..."
"Well." Huo Li closed the document and looked at Chu Qing and said, "What's wrong?"
"I want to retire."
Huo Li said calmly . Said: "Yes, but what do you want to do after you retire?"
"...I don't know." Chu Qing said, "I'm sorry."
"Try first." Huo Li held Chu Qing's hand and forced Chu Qing to join him Fingers clasped together: "You will see if you can do it tomorrow, if not, we will go home."
Chu Qing said nothing.
Huo Li could feel the strength of Chu Qing's fingers involuntarily tightening up, but he didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and said, "I'll accompany you in whatever you want. After all, I'm what you paid for, right?"
Chu Qing He bowed his head and said, "I want to go home and be alone.
"Then you should work hard for me? Huo Li said: "What if you don't work and we starve to death?" "
Chu Qing did not speak.
"Qingbao?" "
Chu Qing took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you. "
"What's so disappointing?" Huo Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The only thing I might be disappointed about is that you went outside to find other wild men, which caused me to lose my job for nothing." "
Chu Qing pouted.
This Huo Li likes to be a hooligan...
"You go to bed now, and then go to the game the next day, it's as simple as that. Don't be afraid, the sky is falling and I'm still here. Huo Li pulled the man up.
Chu Qing tried hard to regain strength in his limbs and followed Huo Li back to the room.
- Of course, he entered through the window.
Huo Li carried Chu Qing in and watched him lie down and slowly I left after falling asleep. It was already past four o'clock when I left, and it was almost dawn.
So, the next day, Chu Qing slept until the afternoon and woke up in the afternoon. Others dared not call, but Huo Li was reluctant.
The game is at night, and during the day, the players will be recorded as they prepare.
The show is broadcast by paid live broadcast. People who have paid can watch it again. They don't have to watch it. But at the moment, there are naturally a lot of people in the live broadcast room, including Jiao Changxu, Li Tian and Chu Qing. Even at the beginning of the broadcast, the server almost couldn't stand it.
At this moment, seeing that all the players were practicing in front of the piano, or they were raising their voices, and only Chu Qing was still in the bed, everyone immediately had a reason to scold.
XXX: I didn't say, can you be more serious about participating in the competition? How many people squeezed their heads and wanted to be on the show, and Chu Qing treated it perfunctorily just because he had a father? Alas, this world is so unfair.
XXX: Everyone else is practicing, but you are sleeping. You really have a style. You are indeed a talented musician. Just waiting to see him embarrassed at night.
XXX: Sister upstairs, even if he comes on stage and shows a piece of shit, it will still come to the end, okay? We were just forced to eat shit the whole time.
XXX: Hmm... This is Chu Qinglu fans, maybe they are really tired? I sometimes sleep late when I'm tired. You're not someone else's mother, so don't worry about it, right?
XXX: The road fan above, please clear your mind! Chu Qing is not called tired, is it called? You don't know him. After the broadcast of "Juggernaut", he treated almost every one of them perfunctorily. I tell you, it's like everyone owes him.
The program team was very satisfied, and used Chu Qing to create topics, intentionally or unintentionally.
Chu Qing didn't wake up until after 2:00 in the afternoon, which is really exaggerated, and at 4:00 in the show, the contestants started to prepare for makeup and dressing up. After Chu Qing washed up, there was only less than an hour of preparation time.
But Chu Qing slept and was in much better condition now.
Chu Qing replied to Huo Li's WeChat, and then practiced playing the tune a little, familiar with the feeling.
"You... OK?" An Yize, who was passing by, saw that Chu Qing was still leisurely, more like a pastime than practice, and frowned, "Would you like me to talk to the staff? Anyway, you were the last one to appear, and you stayed in the dormitory to practice while the other players were performing?"
"...Why?" Chu Qing was a little puzzled, can't he go with the others?
"No... I'm just worried that you need to practice."
"I don't need it." Chu Qing thought, didn't you decide what to perform at home before coming here?
"...Oh." An Yize doubted his life again, and felt like he was thinking too much.
Talented people are nice.
It is also An Yize who has a big heart and is entrusted to take care of him, otherwise people would be angry with Chu Qing after getting along like this.
Afterwards, the contestants went to the TV station to record together. Some contestants even listened to the headphones to review in the car, hummed softly and made the final preparations. The barrage couldn't help but praise again.
Everything went according to the process, and the recording went very smoothly. One by one, the contestants came on stage to perform, and finally the judges and the audience voted to decide the outcome.
Chu Qing watched with other players in the background, and did not comment, bluff or make any comments like others to attract the camera. He almost made himself invisible, and the audience almost forgot that he participated in the competition.
However, Chu Qing has always respected the other players and watched the whole process with utmost concentration.
One night just went by.
"Om."
When he was about to reach Chu Qing, Chu Qing felt his phone vibrate gently.
It's Huo Li's WeChat.
Huo Li: Did you forget something?
Chu Qing: ?
Chu Qing wondered, did he forget something?
Huo Li: WeChat.
Chu Qing was stunned for a while before he understood what Huo Li said.
Chu Qing slightly curled her lips.
Chu Qing: Mr. Huo, I have participated in the competition. It is a singing competition program. I got the last one and I'm about to play.
Just like Chu Qing did in the past, telling Huo Li everything, a sense of ritual like punching cards.
Huo Li also replied as usual.
Huo Li: Okay, come on.
I don't know why, but after saying that, Chu Qing felt settled down. Although he was not very nervous before, but now his mood is slightly different.
I can't tell the difference, but there seems to be a sense of ritual blessing.
"The competition is coming to an end, let's invite our last contestant - Chu Qing!" The
host began to introduce Chu Qing's previous record and talent in music.
The style of the barrage has changed.
XXX: Come on, hehe, let's see what tricks he can come up with.
XXX: It's so annoying, why hasn't he disappeared.
XXX: Wait... The host said just now that he sang "Wish"?
"Wish", a song that contracted countless people's memories.
At this moment, Chu Qing has already stood on the stage.
Chu Qing was wearing a white suit today, with a soft aqua blue undershirt. The white coat tailors the figure very well, and the gestures are calm and calm. Some people may say that this is not the heart, but it can also be said that they are confident on the stage and are not nervous.
It looked like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world by accident, without any vulgar fireworks.
Then, Chu Qing sat down and gently put his fingers on the keys.
When other players put their fingers on the instrument, then everyone thinks, oh, he's about to start playing, or it can be seen that this person has practiced for a long time, is skilled, or is not skilled enough.
But Chu Qing is different from other players. When he touches an instrument, his movements are as natural as breathing; when he plays, he has no skills, no highs and lows, only music.
Very, very pure music.
It's like someone who grew up immersed in music, it's like being one with music, there's nothing else at all. XXX
: Tsk tsk, although he has a hot personality, he has to deny that his musical talent is rio high
.
:you? ? No matter how good the work is, don't forget the character of others!
XXX: But aren't artists and works of art originally separate... and not many of the famous artists in the past have perfect personalities.
The barrage is already noisy.
It's true that the song "Wish" was so popular at the time that it contracted a lot of people's love memories, and it can be regarded as a feeling. Now that Chu Qing sings it again, it can naturally dilute the maliciousness that was originally directed at him.
Then Chu Qing finally started to sing.
May you be safe and prosperous, without disaster.
May you be brighter than the sun and taller than the moon...
May time bring you the gift of happiness
May time also wash away all your wounds...
The lyrics are plain and simple, but the melody is very sincere. This song is using a very gentle tone to give blessings to the people he loves, maybe after parting, maybe in love. Maybe it's a relative, maybe a lover, but there is no doubt that the singing, the melody and the lyrics, when put together, only hope that the other party is sincere.
Chu Qing once said that he wanted to give this song to a person, but it was not a lover, although it was defined as love.
Huo Li stood in the background and looked at Chu Qing, saw that he could still find the keys of the piano with his eyes closed, and listened to his Qingyue singing.
Huo Li slightly bent his fingers and clenched them into a fist.