Has the scumbag actor confessed?

Chapter 61 I Like You, Then

In the early morning of the next day, Zhong Yi sat anxiously outside the karaoke hall, and vaguely heard roars coming from inside.

"Absolutely not!"

Zhang Keyi has been very angry these past few days, with several big bumps growing on his face, and it hurts whenever he makes an expression. Even so, it can't stop him from howling angrily.

"Ling Sheng was invited by the company after a lot of effort. The early publicity has been released, and there is also momentum on Weibo. Are you going to tell me to change people at the end?" Zhang Keyi said.

He slammed on the piano surface with the music score in his hand, wishing he could hit Shen Yu's head.

Seeing that Shen Yu was silent, Zhang Keyi spoke even more vigorously, "If it's some kind of commercial performance, you can fool around a bit and grab an amateur as a foil, it's still a novelty. What is it this time? It's a game you want to turn around! You just want to replace Ling Sheng by grabbing any classmate? Shen Yu, I think you have been living too freely recently, and your mind is wandering!"

Shen Xifeng didn't answer, just sat on the side quietly watching him lose his temper.

Zhong Yi couldn't hear the specific content clearly outside the door. Judging from the volume alone, Zhang Keyi should be very angry.

He himself was quite at a loss, he agreed to Shen Xifeng last night when his brain got hot, and when he woke up this morning, he wished he could go back on his word a hundred times!

But seeing Shen Xifeng's joy in humming a little tune, he swallowed the words again.

Apart from not wanting to disappoint Shen Xifeng, Zhong Yi also felt that he had been on two hot searches with him, and instead of secretly being suspected by others, it would be better to stand under the camera openly and let the rumors prove self-defeating.

However, as soon as he stepped into this studio this morning, looking at the professional recording equipment that he had never seen before, Zhong Yi didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

He is really unfamiliar with the entertainment industry. Can the rules of the game be so random in this ever-growing industry?

"Xiaoyi," Brother Cheng waved to him at the door of the lounge, "Come in for coffee."

What coffee do you drink in the morning?

Although Zhong Yi was surprised, he followed Brother Cheng into the lounge.

There are about 20 cups of coffee neatly placed on the tea table in the lounge, next to small cakes in cartons, and a huge fruit basket on the ground beside it, which reads "Nanjing Taro, I wish Xiaoyu the flag of victory".

"Fans give it away every day, and it doesn't work if you say it." Brother Cheng walked over, picked out a piece of blueberry cake and handed it to Zhong Yi: "Xiao Yu can't eat these high-calorie things, and the few of us can't finish them, so I gave them all to Zhong Yi." The cleaners of the building are here. If you come today, you can wipe out one more."

Zhong Yi smiled, "The fans really love him."

This cake comes from a chain coffee shop, it is the taste I like.

Zhong Yi's embarrassing mood was relieved.

He ate a few bites with a fork, and then he heard Brother Cheng looking at the coffee cups and muttering, "There's no latte you want, forget it, I'll pour you a glass of water."

latte?

Zhong Yi was startled, looked down at his own blueberry cake, then got up and looked at the ones on the table, vanilla, mousse, mille-feuille, all kinds.

So the one in my hand was picked out by Brother Cheng on purpose?

"Brother Cheng, do you know what I like to eat?" As soon as he asked this, Zhong Yi regretted it a bit, after all, the answer was self-evident.

Brother Cheng took a cup of warm water from a disposable paper cup and put it in Zhong Yi's hand, and smiled lightly: "As an artist's assistant, you have to keep everything in your mind. Anyway, you two don't have much to eat, so it doesn't take much trouble."

Zhong Yi has always had a good impression of this steady and quiet assistant.

Brother Cheng is less than 180 tall, but he is strong and strong, his arms are thicker than Zhong Yi's thighs, his facial features are plain, but he is majestic, and his words and actions are as stable as Mount Tai.

With him by his side, Zhong Yi's feeling of being out of place eased somewhat.

Zhong Yi thought for a while and said, "Shen Yu's proposal...I know it's ridiculous, but he probably really doesn't want to cooperate with Ling Sheng anymore."

"That person hurt Xiao Yu a lot." Brother Cheng glanced at Zhong Yi, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Yu is very smart, and it was not impulsive to let you take the stage."

"?" Zhong Yi didn't know what to do, and he was a little dazed.

Brother Cheng shook his head slightly, and said: "You will know later. Don't look at Brother Yi who is arguing now, he will be persuaded by Xiao Yu."

In the karaoke practice hall, Zhang Keyi ended his roar, angrily unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and drank more than half of it.

He took a breath and wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Shen Xifeng.

"Zhong Yi or Ling Sheng, who is more handsome?"

Shen Xifeng sat on the high stool, flicked on his mobile phone, and asked without raising his head.

Zhang Keyi was stunned for a moment, but his tone was still very bad: "This competition is about strength and has nothing to do with appearance. Your classmate doesn't even have the most basic stage experience. Is it embarrassing to be pulled up?"

"The stage they have been on is not something we can get on with money."

Shen Xifeng turned the phone screen to show Zhang Keyi: "During the last hot search on parkour, many of my fans knew Zhong Yi; Handsome and smart, he has a lot of fans.

"The mother was scolded so badly this time because she blackmailed me and Zhong Yi, and the fans became more angry. This shows that Zhong Yi is very popular with the audience, and everyone doesn't know him at all. Under such circumstances, it can attract so many people to complain for him."

With a sullen face, Zhang Keyi scrolled through the Weibo posts in the trending searches. Half of the ten posts mentioned the "little brother who can parkour".

The fans expressed that they absolutely do not believe that the little brother with such gentle eyes would do something rude to the children.

Seeing Zhang Keyi's expression loosen, Shen Xifeng continued: "I've heard Zhong Yi sing before, and it's very rare for an amateur to have his level. On the other hand, Ling Sheng released a few singles in the middle of last year. , is only popular in the fan circle; he has accepted too many variety show commercials, and his identity as a singer has begun to blur, can singing with such a person really help me advance?"

Zhang Keyi just wanted to refute, but was stopped by Shen Xifeng raising his hand: "I know you want to be popular, Zhong Yi is not an ordinary person, and you have your own popularity. Before the show is broadcast, I will do a Weibo live broadcast to introduce you Him, is that okay?"

Zhang Keyi and Shen Xifeng talked about doing live broadcasting for a long time, but he never agreed. He felt that this kind of behavior of talking to the camera by himself was like a fool.

——This time, for the sake of liking, it can be regarded as going all out.

Zhang Keyi didn't speak, and looked at Shen Xifeng carefully, weighing the pros and cons of the two candidates fiercely in his mind, and after a long time, he said: "Let Zhong Yi sing a song and we'll talk about it."

"Relax, it's very quiet there. In addition to the music, the earphones will also record your own voice, so you can adjust it at any time."

Shen Xifeng patted Zhong Yi on the shoulder, and explained to him the equipment in the recording studio through the glass wall.

"That microphone is a professional condenser microphone, which is very sensitive. Don't get too close. It's more appropriate to be half an arm away. There is a pop-proof cover in front of the microphone to prevent your breath from hitting the microphone directly, so that the effect will be better. ..."

"Understood." Zhong Yi interrupted Shen Xifeng irritably.

Now that he just entered a recording studio, he couldn't help being nervous. With such a psychological quality, can he really survive on a TV station?

Will he be so nervous that he can't sing a word, and instead drag Shen Xifeng back?

Shen Xifeng didn't understand what Zhong Yi was thinking, seeing him showing hesitation, he just thought he was impatient to do these things, and froze immediately.

"Have you found an accompaniment yet?"

Zhong saw that the sound engineer gave him a thumbs-up, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he took a few breaths, his heart sank, and he was about to go to the recording studio, but Shen Xifeng grabbed him.

"Forget it," Shen Xifeng smiled peacefully, "The stage you stand on shouldn't be a place where people point and point. It's because I didn't think it through, so it's hard for you."

After saying that, Shen Xifeng lowered his eyes and paused, then quickly raised his head and said, "I'll call Ling Sheng later and ask him to come over quickly..."

"What are you thinking about?" Zhong Yi pushed Shen Xifeng, and suddenly stiffened: "With enough strength, no one dares to point fingers? It's just a song, how difficult can it be?"

After saying this, he glanced at Shen Xifeng, and resolutely opened the glass door.

Shen Xifeng stood where he was. For a moment, he felt that this person had changed into high-end equipment, and was about to start a dungeon to fight monsters.

The sound engineer immediately puts on the earphones, turns on the control button, and gets ready to be in position.

There are also a few publicity and purchasers in the studio. I heard that Shen Yu brought his classmates to record, and they all came to watch the excitement.

In the recording studio, Zhong Yi stood in front of the microphone, observed it for a few seconds, reached out his hand curiously, and backed away in shock from the reverberation.

This scene fell into the eyes of several women, and immediately made them smile: "This little brother is a little cute!"

Zhang Keyi stood aside, frowned, looked at Zhong Yi expressionlessly, and then patted the sound engineer on the shoulder: "Let him start."

"Wait." Shen Xifeng stopped him, reached out his hand and turned off a few headlights in the recording studio, and said, "It's done."

The airtight and empty room didn't even have a stool. Zhong Yi was standing in the bright light, feeling a bit at a loss when suddenly the light dimmed.

He looked up and saw Shen Xifeng smiling and giving him thumbs up. He relieved his tension a little, took a deep breath, put on his earphones, and nodded to the sound engineer.

As soon as the prelude with electronic sounds came out, Shen Xifeng was stunned. What's the matter with such a strong trend of the last century?

The older staff next to him said "Hey" a few times, whispering "This kid can sing this song?", "Classic, can the post-00s sing Cantonese well?"

After more than ten seconds of prelude, Shen Xifeng didn't know what song it was, until Zhong Yi, who was reading the lyrics on his mobile phone, sang the first line.

The drizzle and the wind drenched the streets at dusk,

Wipe away the rain and look up innocently.

"Wow--"

"If it wasn't for the different voice lines, I would have thought it was the original singer!"

"His Cantonese sounds good! Of course I can't understand it, but I think it sounds good!"

There were a few young girls at the front desk and the purchaser, staring at Zhong Yi with nympho, and someone even pulled Shen Xifeng and asked, "Xiao Yu, is this the newcomer you introduced?"

Shen Xifeng smiled and didn't answer. He walked through the crowd to look at Zhang Keyi, seeing him staring intently at the recording studio, secretly pleased.

As soon as the lyrics came out, Shen Xifeng naturally knew about it. How could anyone who is into music not know about the band beyond.

Zhongyi's playlist is really...very retro!

He is obviously a mixed race with a foreign style, but why does he always have the style of an old cadre?

Shen Xifeng was amused by this thought, and turned his head to look at Zhong Yi with a smile.

It just happened that Zhong Yi sang "It's my heartfelt voice—" and he probably entered the chorus soon. He didn't need to read the lyrics anymore. When he looked up and saw Shen Xifeng's smile, he couldn't help but hooked his lips, and continued:

"I like you, those eyes are lovely,

Laughter is more charming,

May it be again, caress you,

that cute face

......"

The girl next to him suddenly said: "Super flirtatious! He looks good when he smiles!"

"Wow, is he singing to me, my God, my face is going to blush!"

"No, he was looking at me and smiling!"

Shen Xifeng was caught by Zhong Yi's smile so that his heart skipped a beat, he collected himself, and then swept across the girls around him without a trace, a voice in his heart shouted: He is smiling at me, that is my family's. meaning!

After the song was sung, there were sporadic applause in the mixing room, and several girls laughed happily: "What's the name of this little brother, when will he debut? I want to call him!"

Zhong Yi came out of the recording studio with a bit of discomfort on his face.

It was the first time he heard his own singing through the earphones, and he always felt a little awkward. Isn't this level too rookie?

Before Shen Xifeng could make a move, Zhang Keyi walked up to Zhong Yi in a few steps, and looked him up and down with a serious face.

Zhong Yi felt hairy when he saw him, cleared his throat, and said hesitantly: "I, I ate a piece of cake just now, and my throat is a bit tired, or else, in the afternoon..."

"I like you, right?" Zhang Keyi interrupted him, his face full of excitement: "I remember asking you before, let's make a price, why would you consider debuting?"