Shen Xian squatted down and asked softly, "Do you want to sing?"
The little girl was a little nervous.
She was dressed very simply, not in school uniform, but just an ordinary floral cotton jacket that was obviously one size too big.
The shoes were cotton shoes, but they didn't fit my feet well.
Looking at her hands again, they are full of wrinkles and cracks.
Compared with children of the same age, she looks very ordinary and her appearance is not outstanding.
But a pair of eyes sparkling.
The head teacher came over and said, "If you want to join the choir, you can't do it without the guardian's authorization. However, both her parents are gone. They died in a car accident a few years ago. She is left alone."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xian frowned and asked the little girl, "Come in with me, can you sing a song for me?"
The little girl nodded immediately after hearing this: "Okay."
"What's your name?" Shen Xian asked.
"Han Ran."
Walking into the multimedia function room, Shen Xian said, "Sing with me."
Shen Xian then sang a song.
Han Ran has a very good sense of pitch. Chen Xian only sang it once, but Han Ran remembered it completely and then sang it out.
When she sang the high notes, Shen Xian was immediately astonished.
This kid's vocal range is so high, and his control over the high notes and transitions is as good as that of professional singers.
Shen Xian then communicated with Han Ran's head teacher and teaching teacher and asked about her grades.
My grades are very average, and I will probably only be able to get into an ordinary high school because my foundation is a bit weak.
"Han Ran, how old are you this year?" Shen Xian asked.
All children will have a voice changing period, and Chen Xian was worried that if Han Ran became a singer, her voice would change after the voice changing period, which would have a certain impact on her future.
"I started school relatively late. When my parents had a car accident, I dropped out of school for more than a year. I'm seventeen years old this year." Han Ran said, "I'm in the ninth grade."
At the age of seventeen, the voice change period has basically passed, so it’s not a big problem.
“Well, Han Ran, you should participate in the training during this period of time.” Shen Xian said.
Logically speaking, students in the third year of junior high and the third year of high school will not participate in this ceremony training.
But Chen Xian planned to let Han Ran become an art student, or a professional singer. It would be better than letting her venture out alone without any goals.
After the ceremony, if Han Ran is willing to pursue a career as a singer, Chen Xian will generously provide her with resources.
Everything depends on Han Ran himself.
After finishing the visit to the Affiliated High School, Shen Xian then went to several other schools, and was somewhat surprised.
The potential of these "poor students" is far greater than he imagined.
On the way back, Ning Yuan asked, "Brother Xian, do you feel confident?"
Shen Xian nodded: "Yes."
Ning Yuan immediately turned sideways excitedly: "How much?"
Chen Xian said: "Before I came here, I was probably only 50% of my ability, but now..."
"Ninety percent?" Ning Yuan couldn't wait to ask.
Shen Xian glanced at him calmly: "Ninety percent? Doesn't that mean they are evenly matched?"
"Now, what I want is an absolute crushing victory!"
So domineering.
Why can't I be so domineering?
No wonder they all call me a wimp. When will I be able to be so tough?
Ning Yuan looked at Chen Xian with envy.
Yangzhou has arranged a temporary house for Ningyuan. It is a three-bedroom, one-living room house with a relatively simple decoration. However, the environment is elegant and quiet, and there is basically no one to disturb him on weekdays.
Shen Xian called Yao Feiyu, a mobile phone manufacturer in Nanzhou.
"What are you busy with recently?" Shen Xian asked.
Yao Feiyu said: "Some problems at the chip level are almost solved. Why did you think of calling me?"
"I'd like to ask for your help with something." Chen Xian then talked about the ceremony arrangements at the Jiangnan Research Institute.
Upon hearing this, Yao Feiyu's voice became even louder with excitement: "Fuck, this is a great opportunity for publicity. Tell me what you want me to do, and I will definitely cooperate with you to the fullest!"
"Please bring a technical team over here. I just happen to have some ideas to share with you." Shen Xian said.
"Arrange it immediately!"
Around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Yao Feiyu brought six or seven people to Yangzhou and met up with Shen Xian.
Shen Xian handed some drawings and ideas that he had prepared long ago to Yao Feiyu: "Can you do it?"
Yao Feiyu was originally a science student, and his family had a related laboratory. He was also a talent who came out of the laboratory, so he could naturally understand it.
After seeing Shen Xian's drawings with several technicians, they were immediately shocked by some of Shen Xian's ideas.
"Fuck, aren't you a liberal arts student? Isn't your major music? How do you know these things?" Yao Feiyu was shocked.
"I just gave some ideas, but I don't know how to do it specifically. I still need to rely on you." Shen Xian said.
Yao Feiyu looked at the drawings carefully. Even if they were just some ideas and frameworks, they were advanced enough. At least they had never appeared in this world before.
Several technicians were also shocked: "What a great idea! I have never seen this framework before, and you can actually design molds!"
The production of some parts requires mold design and mold opening.
A qualified mold must be constantly modified in various sizes before it can be put on the production line.
But Chen Xian simply marked all the dimensions and could start the mold directly.
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