Brother Jian was discussing the production of Song Feiguang's album with Xiao He. They had already envisioned it selling well nationwide, the music market reviving, and the year-end awards. But then a call from Yu Yin left him stunned.
What has fallen?
Yu Yin on the other end of the phone was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
Having been a music producer for so many years, how could he have ever heard such an unpleasant singing voice?
I broke down on the spot.
"You've coached top singers before, but are the standards for singers so low now? Where's your bottom line?"
Brother Jian caught some clues from his words.
"Teacher Yu, have you arrived? I'll go out right now to pick you up and take you to see Song Feiguang."
"No need to come. I just went to the studio and heard Seinfeld's original version. I won't be producing this album. You should find someone else."
After saying that, he hung up the phone angrily.
Brother Jian was stunned on the spot.
In his opinion, with Song Feiguang's singing skills and talent, it should be a foregone conclusion that Yu Yin would recognize him. He didn't expect that there would be a problem?
He took the phone and told Xiao He about the situation in confusion.
When Xiao He heard this, he said, "Go to the recording studio and ask Song Feiguang and you'll find out."
The two quickly rushed to the recording studio, but did not see Song Feiguang there. Only the recording engineer was busy with a distressed look on his face.
After being questioned, he explained what had just happened, saying, "I don't know who put the song I sang in Song Feiguang's folder. Teacher Yu Yin left before she finished listening to it."
As he spoke, he pressed the play button, and a shrill sound immediately came out.
It is like hearing heavenly music and temporarily becoming deaf.
The three people present froze.
Brother Jian frowned. It was no wonder that Yu Yin left angrily after listening to such a song.
The song was still playing, and halfway through, a sharp cry came from the speaker, and then the sound stopped abruptly.
The system crashed.
The scene was dead silent.
This is the high-tech recording equipment that the company bought at a high price. How could it freeze while playing?
"Who sang this?" asked Brother Jian.
Xiao He's mood at this moment is hard to describe.
She recognized it the moment the voice came out.
Only one person could sing so tune-deafly.
"Xu Yizhou."
Brother Jian: “…”
Just when I was wondering why the song sung by Xu Yizhou appeared in Song Feiguang's folder, the door of the recording studio opened again and the two walked in together.
"Song Feiguang, where did you go just now?" Xiao He asked.
Xu Yizhou was embarrassed to say that the other party had a headache from practicing chorus with him, so he hurriedly explained, "He was not feeling well, so I took him to rest for a while. Why did you all come early? Where's Teacher Yu Yin?"
He looked around but didn't see the famous music producer that Song Feiguang had just mentioned.
Xiao He: "I was scared away by you."
Xu Yizhou was stunned and didn't understand what was going on. He saw that the sound engineer was repairing the equipment and the screen was still black.
"What happened to the recording equipment?"
Xiao He: "The song you sang made my computer freeze."
Xu Yizhou:......
Song Feiguang had just rested for a while and was now full of energy. He was waiting to perform well when meeting Teacher Yu Yin. He was a little confused when he heard this.
"Aren't you meeting with the producer today?"
Xiao He then explained what had just happened.
"Teacher Yu Yin mistook the song Xu Yizhou sang for yours and ran away in anger after hearing it."
Song Feiguang was speechless when he heard what happened, but as the person involved, he could understand Yu Yin's feelings very well. It was a sign of high quality that he didn't curse at her.
"What should I do now?"
Xiao He: "I'll go visit Teacher Yu Yin again and explain everything clearly. Maybe there will be a turnaround."
After saying that, he glanced at Xu Yizhou who was standing in the corner, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.
Xu Yizhou felt a little unwell.
He knew he was not a good singer, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.
"sorry……"
If Seinfeld's album fails because of this incident, he can only atone for it by dying.
Xiao He simply said, "I'll find you some music teachers someday so you can perform on Seinfeld's album."
Hearing this, Xu Yizhou was surprised and couldn't believe it.
"real?!"
Xiao He nodded.
Xu Yizhou is an actor after all, and joining the album production will increase his popularity.
As for singing badly, there is always a way to solve it.
After getting this answer, Xu Yizhou was immediately happy and was eager to start his studies.
The sound engineer finally fixed the equipment, and trembled when he saw his shining eyes.
"I don't have any other requests, I just hope that I can sing when you sing next time. The equipment in our recording studio is quite expensive. If it crashes again, I can fix it immediately."
After resolving the matter, Xiao He asked Song Feiguang to go home and rest first, and he went to find Teacher Yu Yin.
Just after leaving the recording studio, Xiao He said, "Brother Jian, please help me find a music teacher for Song Feiguang to help him with basic training."
Brother Jian’s eyes suddenly widened.
"Are you really looking for it?"
He thought Xiao He was just casually trying to please Xu Yizhou.
Judging from the musical sense of the person opposite him, Xu Yizhou's singing is probably hopeless.
Xiao He explained, "Xu Yizhou hasn't been in the crew for a long time. I've been busy with Song Feiguang's affairs recently and haven't had time to help him prepare for joining the crew. This is a good opportunity for him to appear in the album and maintain his acting skills."
Brother Jian was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you ever considered the music teacher's mental state?"
“…”
Xiao He: "You don't need to teach him too well, as long as he can speak."
This is the minimum requirement.
But after Xiao He left, Brother Jian still frowned.
Now that "Singer-Songwriter" has entered the most important finals stage, all the music teachers in the company are busy training the contestants and have no time to do anything else.
Furthermore, with the destructive power of Xu Yizhou's singing, he was very afraid that the few music teachers he had would be killed.
After much deliberation, Brother Jian finally decided on one person.
He called Jiang Ye directly.
"Xiao He is preparing a solo album for Song Feiguang recently. He wants to include Xu Yizhou in a collaboration song and wants to find someone to help teach him to sing. If you're not busy, would you like to give it a try?"
Although Jiang Ye is not a music teacher, he had excellent singing skills before he retired from the entertainment industry, so he is more than qualified to teach Xu Yizhou.
However, when Jiang Ye heard this, the first thing he remembered was everything that happened at the premiere.
"Why is he so obsessed with singing?"
"Because he's your fan."
“…”
Jiang Ye was silent for a moment before nodding solemnly.
"Okay, let him come to the editing room later and I'll teach him."
After Xiao He left Blue Star Entertainment, he went straight to find Yu Yin.
At this time, Yu Yin had returned home at the speed of light, like a frightened rabbit eager to hide back home, and secretly decided never to go out again.
The music scene has changed so much now, it’s scary.
Xiao He followed the address given by Brother Jian and arrived at Yu Yin's house.
But as soon as she revealed her identity, she was turned away.
Teacher Yu Yin's voice was filled with fatigue and fear.
"I have decided to quit this industry. You guys should find someone else."
Xiao He explained: "Teacher Yu Yin, the song you heard in the recording studio before was not sung by Song Feiguang."
Yu Yin is determined.
"Don't try to fool me. I heard it with my own ears."
Who would put other people's audio in their own recording files for no reason?
Xiao He was a little hesitant.
It was not difficult to make Yu Yin believe. He just kicked the door open and took him to the recording studio, regardless of whether he was willing or not, and asked Song Feiguang to sing it again.
Alternatively, calling Song Feiguang over and singing loudly to the doorbell are both good ideas.
Xiao He stood at the door, took two steps back, and was about to implement the first plan. When he was about to kick the door open, he suddenly heard a scream from behind.
"Xiao He!"
A girl with bangs got off the bus with a schoolbag on her back. She saw Xiao He from a distance and immediately ran over excitedly.
"It's really you!"
Her eyes lit up, and she danced with joy, saying repeatedly, "I like every artist you manage, and I like you too! I never thought I'd actually meet you!"
Although Xiao He doesn't have many opportunities to appear on screen as an agent, many people know her online.
However, this is the first time I have been recognized in real life.
"Hello."
She nodded slightly.
I was thinking that after the girls left, I would kick the door open and kidnap Teacher Yu Yin.
After waiting for a while, the other party did not leave.
Turning around, the girl was also looking at her with a puzzled look on her face.
"Sister Xiao He, what are you doing at my doorstep?" she asked curiously.
When Xiao He heard this, he looked at the girl in front of him in confusion.
I took a quick glance and noticed a blue fluorescent cane hanging from her schoolbag.
That's Seinfeld's cheering stick.
Xiao He narrowed his eyes slightly and gave the girl in front of him a smile as warm as the sun.
"Little sister, what's your name?"
The girl smiled and answered crisply: "Yu Lele."
Hearing this, Xiao He's smile became even brighter, and he took out an autograph book from his bag.
"Here I have the signatures of Huo An, Xu Yizhou, Song Feiguang...all my men. I'll give them to you. Can you do me a favor?"
As she spoke, she flipped open the autograph book and showed the signatures inside one at a time. There were even four of William's paw pad stamps on it!
Yu Lele's eyes lit up.
After discussing the countermeasures, Xiao He did not force himself to meet with Teacher Yu Yin. After watching Yu Lele go home, he turned around and got into the car with a relaxed smile.
"I didn't expect that Teacher Yu Yin's daughter is a fan of Seinfeld, and she agreed to my proposal very easily."
The staff who followed were trembling in the driver's seat.
"Are you sure you weren't scared?"
Xiao He:?
The staff member said nervously, "Sister Xiao He, the way you laughed just now really made you look like a villain who kidnaps innocent girls."
Three days later, the finals of "Singer-Songwriter" officially kicked off.
In order to accommodate more fans, the program team specially moved to a larger studio and started promoting it on major platforms a week ago.
The finals started at 7pm, but before it got dark, the TV station was already full of people who came for the game.
Many spectators held banners and cheering sticks in their hands and enthusiastically discussed the upcoming game.
Compared to the outside field, the backstage of the game was also extremely tense.
The contestants seized the last moment to rehearse and prepare, and all the staff members were on edge, repeatedly checking the work processes, striving to ensure that nothing goes wrong in today's live broadcast.
In addition to the regular staff, post-production staff and editors also arrived.
They need to work on-site, and while the contestant finishes singing, they need to edit his performance video and post it online for promotion.
In the crowd, Xiao He saw his little cabbage.
Jiang Ye, one of the best editors in the industry, was also borrowed by the program crew to do on-site editing work.
But today he was clearly not in shape.
He stood in the crowd with a haggard expression, looking very tired, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been ravaged by something hundreds or thousands of times. He looked like a cabbage that had been forgotten to be watered, wilted.
How come you have become like this after just a few days of not seeing each other?
Xiao He immediately walked over, wishing he could scoop two buckets of water from the space and pour it over him.
"Are you feeling unwell? Are you tired from editing?"
Apart from "Singer-Songwriter", the company doesn't seem to have any large-scale activities during this period, so the editor doesn't need to work. How could he be so tired?
Jiang Ye shook his head.
"If it was just video editing, it wouldn't be so tiring."
Hearing this, Xiao He became even more confused, and his tone was unusually gentle.
"Do you want to take a day off today?"
"No, I can still hold on."
After saying that, he waved to Xiao He and left with the editor.
He looked so exhausted that even his hair was hanging limply. I looked at him worriedly for a while and then went backstage to help.
I happened to see Brother Jian greeting people at work, so I walked over and asked, "Did you see Jiang Ye just now?"
"What's wrong?"
"He looked so haggard, as if he had suffered a great blow. It was the first time I saw him like this."
Hearing this, Brother Jian paused.
"To be honest, I am the same."
He actually discovered it earlier than Xiao He, and knew it yesterday.
Ever since he handed over Xu Yizhou's teaching task to Jiang Ye, he turned around and focused on his own work. When they met yesterday, he was immediately shocked.
Is that still his former top singer?
Even during his previous national tour, when the company arranged a death tour for him, he had never been so tired. It was as if everything had been wasted.
This made him deeply doubt whether Xu Yizhou was actually practicing singing?
Or is it the Lion's Roar?
It can torture a veteran singer like this.
Fortunately, according to Jiang Ye, there has been some breakthrough in practicing □□, which is a little comforting.
Facing Xiao He's doubts, Brother Jian said in a heavy tone, "When Song Feiguang's album is successfully released, you must thank Jiang Ye sincerely. Others are just a little tired, but he is suffering from both mental and physical torture."
Although Xiao He was puzzled, he nodded.
Brother Jian was sighing and asked, "How's the talk going with Teacher Yu Yin?"
"Although I haven't seen it yet, it should be soon."
At the same time, the audience waiting outside the TV station entered the venue one after another under the guidance of the staff.
At seven o'clock, the finals of "Singer-Songwriter" officially began.
After the drawing, Song Feiguang was arranged to appear third.
In today's competition, each contestant will sing two songs, one new song and the other a song selected by netizens' votes.
The second song that Song Feiguang was going to sing was "Abyss".
In addition, many interactive sessions with the audience were added to the competition to canvass for votes.
The contestants on the stage were performing hard, even walking up to the audience and shaking hands with them. Xiao He glanced at the schedule and saw that Song Feiguang would be the next performer.
She took out her phone and sent a message to the new kid she met:
[Lele, did your dad agree to come over today? ]
At this time, Yu Lele was sitting in the audience, eagerly waiting for Song Feiguang's appearance. Seeing the message from Xiao He, he immediately replied:
[I've already agreed with him, my dad will definitely come!]
Xiao He was relieved and turned to walk towards the lounge, intending to check on Song Feiguang's condition.
Today is not just the final of "Singer-Songwriter", it also determines whether Song Feiguang's first solo album can be successfully released.
Just as the competition was in full swing, Yu Yin also came to the TV station.
He didn't come to watch the game, but to pick up his daughter.
But from the moment he got off the car, his face looked very unhappy.
The song he heard at Blue Star Entertainment that day has been lingering in his mind for the past few days and he can't delete it. What shocked him even more was that when Yu Yin returned home, he found out that his daughter had recently fallen in love with a new singer.
What a coincidence, it was Song Feiguang.
As a former music producer, Yu Yin has experienced the glorious era of the music industry. With so many singers to choose from, why did his daughter fall in love with him?
He doesn't understand.
However, his daughter was very enthusiastic. She not only introduced Song Feiguang's life to him, but also warmly invited him to listen to his songs.
I was still listening to the song "Abyss".
You don’t know until you hear it. When Yu Yin heard it, he fell into deep thought on the spot.
Because that singing voice was completely different from what he had heard in the recording studio before. If the previous one sounded like the devil, then the latter one was a heavenly sound.
"Dad, what do you think?"
Yu Yin pondered for a long time and said, "I think this tuner can only get an annual salary of tens of millions."
What kind of superb skills are needed to turn the devil's voice into the sound of nature?
Isn't this against the will of heaven?
He didn't understand, but was deeply shocked. Faced with his daughter's obsession with Song Feiguang, he could only silently express his respect and blessings.
Today's "Singer-Songwriter" finals lasted from seven to ten o'clock. Yu Yin was worried, so as soon as she received her daughter's text message, she came to pick her up immediately.
When he arrived at the TV station, he greeted the staff based on his previous identity as a music producer and walked in with big strides.
There was constant cheering from the front of the crowd, and it could even be heard backstage.
Yu Yin looked at the busy staff around her, followed the direction to the waiting area, and opened her eyes wide to look for her daughter in the audience.
At this time, the previous contestant's performance had just ended and the host was announcing the show.
"Next up is the third contestant. He's experienced darkness, but his heart has always been toward the light. He's walked through thick and thin, yet he never gave up. I think there are many of his fans here today. Let's give a round of applause to Song Feiguang!"
When Yu Yin heard this voice, he thought to himself that something was wrong.
He had heard the Seinfeld soundtrack, which was like a lethal weapon.
The person in charge of "Singer-Songwriter" is Brother Jian. He said that there will be no tuning or lip-syncing during the competition. He can almost imagine what will happen later.
I covered my ears and was about to run when I suddenly saw a sea of blue light up in the audience.
Thanks to her daughter, even Yu Yin knew that blue was Song Feiguang's support color.
In many competitions, the program team will arrange different color support for each contestant, so when the contestant appears on the stage, you can tell at a glance how many fans he has.
But this was the first time Yu Yin had seen an ocean like this.
Even some singers who have already debuted may not have such a strong appeal.
Just as I was thinking about it, a burst of music started.
It's "The Abyss".
The devilish sound I had heard before echoed in my ears again.
Yu Yin's escape paused for a moment, he was a little confused.
Haven’t these audiences ever heard Seinfeld sing live?
If you have heard of it, why do so many people like him?
Thinking of this, he hesitated.
After just a few seconds of hesitation, a clear and pleasant voice came from the stage, as if a ray of light fell directly from the top of the head, which made the whole person shudder and feel refreshed.
Yu Yin opened her eyes wide in disbelief and turned to look at the stage.
This voice was absolutely original, without any tuning or lip-syncing. He could even hear the subtle emotional changes in Seinfeld's voice.
It was completely different from what he had heard in the studio before, but the same as what his daughter had played to him before.
No.
To be exact, it sounds even better than that!
Song Feiguang is a typical live singer. The more audiences and the bigger the scene, the better he performs. His live performances are even better than the released audios. This is the legendary eating CD.
He himself is the CD.
Yu Yin was completely shocked.
How long has it been since Jiang Zaizhou retired from the entertainment industry since he last heard such singing?
He stood there, intoxicated by the song, no longer wanting to leave, his heart was filled with excitement.
Only such singers can be called the hope of the music world.
If we develop albums, it will definitely inject new vitality into the entire music market!
Thinking of this, Yu Yin became restless.
He wants to make a comeback.
If the singer you collaborate with is Seinfeld, it's all worth it.
After singing one song, Song Feiguang sang another new song, which was also composed by himself - "Dream Story".
It is a completely different style from "The Abyss".
In this song, he seemed to have completely unsealed himself, and his superb singing skills came into play, using his ethereal voice to construct a fairyland-like dream.
This is a song he wrote himself!
While everyone was immersed in the singing, Yu Yin was even more shocked.
The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details.
It's amazing that he can write songs of such high quality.
More importantly, Seinfeld is only eighteen years old!
There is a bright future ahead!
Moreover, during his participation in "Singer-Songwriter", he released different new songs in each competition. Each song was of extremely high quality and could be included in the album.
If that's the case, why haven't you released an album yet?!
What are you waiting for?
Yu Yin thought anxiously, then suddenly reacted.
Seinfeld hasn't released an album yet, apparently because he refused to collaborate...
Thinking of this, Yu Yin wanted to slap herself twice.
"Who sang that song I heard in the studio that day? I almost missed out on such a great singer! How despicable!"
He complained in dissatisfaction, simply moved a chair over and sat down next to him, and continued listening to the music.
After the last contestant finishes singing, voting begins.
Song Feiguang's votes were far ahead of others, and he became the champion of the first season of "Singer-Songwriter" as expected.
When she saw him walking up to the podium, Yu Yin smiled with satisfaction and couldn't help but cheer along with the other audience members.
It was not until the show was over and his daughter came to him that he came back to his senses from his happiness and happily took his child home.
As soon as I got home, I couldn't wait to call Brother Jian.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that Seinfeld sings so well?"
These days, every time Brother Jian received a call from Yu Yin, he would be blamed, and he felt particularly innocent.
"I told you, Song Feiguang has a great singing talent and strong creative ability. He is a rare genius. Don't you believe it?"
Hearing this, Yu Yin was silent for two seconds.
It seems so.
"Then who sang the song I heard in the studio?"
"The other artist Xiao He brought was an actor. He went to sing with Song Feiguang that day, so the files were saved together." Brother Jian explained.
Yu Yin's voice was very anxious.
"Why didn't you tell me about this misunderstanding earlier? If I didn't go to the competition today, I would have missed Song Feiguang!"
Brother Jian: "We did tell you, did you believe it?"
“…”
Don't believe it.
I don't believe a word of it.
How could he believe it under the circumstances at that time?
But he still felt very confident.
"You should have been more resolute. You could even have rushed to my house, kicked the door open, and tied me up in front of Song Feiguang. I wouldn't blame you."
Hearing this, Brother Jian was silent for a while and said, "How do you know? We haven't thought about it this way?"
This method coincides exactly with what Xiao He said before.
However, I later accidentally met Teacher Yu Yin's daughter, and finally had to give up.
"So, you agreed to cooperate with Song Feiguang and produce a personal album for him?" Brother Jian asked.
"Promise, promise! I will definitely agree."
Yu Yin nodded quickly, patting his chest and saying, "In the entire music industry right now, apart from me, no one else can produce his album. I can guarantee that once it's released, it will definitely shock the entire music industry!"
He spoke with confidence.
Hearing this, Brother Jian finally felt relieved.
"Okay, then I'll go tell Xiao He the good news."
In fact, he didn't need to say it at all. As soon as the competition ended, Xiao He called Yu Lele to ask about Teacher Yu Yin's situation.
Yu Lele only said one sentence: "When my dad picked me up, he bought a full set of Song Feiguang's support items, including posters, light sticks and cards. It's almost more complete than what I have. He was so happy that on the way home, the car kept playing Song Feiguang's songs."
After hearing these words, Xiao He knew that the album was done!
Everything is ready, the east wind is coming.
On the second day after the "Singer-Songwriter" competition ended, Yu Yin couldn't wait to come to Blue Star Entertainment and listen to Song Feiguang's live performance in the recording studio.
After listening, several people came to the conference room, and Yu Yin directly handed the album plan she had prepared to Xiao He.
"This is the plan I made yesterday. It's all based on Song Feiguang's style. Take a look and see if it suits you."
"yesterday?!"
Xiao He was very surprised when he looked at the thick plan in his hand.
Yesterday's "Singer-Songwriter" competition lasted until ten o'clock, and Yu Yin wrote the plan early this morning.
Was it written overnight?
At this time, Brother Jian whispered, "I haven't seen Teacher Yu Yin this excited in many years. She's even more anxious than us."
It is very difficult for a music producer like Yu Yin to complete an album that satisfies him.
Good singers are hard to come by, and once you have a good singer, you have to find good songs.
Looking back on Yu Yin's entire career, there are only two albums that he can be proud of.
Now that he is older, he also wants to put a perfect end to his career through Seinfeld's album.
"The plan is almost ready, and other things are not unsatisfactory. The only difficulty is the songs included in the album," said Yu Yin.
According to his understanding, Song Feiguang has participated in five rounds of the "Singer-Songwriter" competition and sang a total of five new songs. All five songs are of extremely high quality and can be included in the album.
But an album needs ten songs, and there are still five left unfinished.
He urged, "We have to hurry and collect songs. The music market is in a downturn right now, and there are fewer and fewer people writing songs. It's hard to find good songs."
Xiao He smiled.
"Don't worry about that."
As he spoke, he took out a song that Song Feiguang had written before and handed it over.
"These are songs composed by Seinfeld himself. There are thirteen of them. Teacher, can you see if there are any that are suitable?"
When Yu Yin heard this, her eyes widened.
"How many?!"
He took it anxiously and looked through it carefully.
In addition to the five songs that Seinfeld sang on the show, the remaining eight songs were also exceptionally good.
Yu Yin's hands holding the music sheet trembled slightly.
"He wrote all of this?!"
Xiao He nodded.
Yu Yin couldn't help but gasp and sighed, "He's only eighteen years old!"
With such talent at the age of eighteen, his future is limitless!
He thought excitedly, turned around and looked, only to find that Song Feiguang was not in the meeting room and did not come with them.
"Where's Seinfeld? I want to take another good look at him."
Xiao He said, "After the competition, fans sent some letters and gifts, and he and the staff came down to move the things."
Hearing this, Yu Yin suddenly opened her eyes wide.
"You actually asked the future hope of the music industry to move things?! What a waste!"
After saying that, he hurriedly got up and wanted to find someone.
Before he even left the meeting room, he was stopped by Xiao He.
"He wanted to go himself. Those were the letters sent by fans, and he read them all."
Yu Yin finally relaxed, nodded, and said, "Okay, then let's continue discussing the album production. This is a big job!"
For the next few days, Xiao He held meetings with other musicians invited by Teacher Yu Yin to discuss how to produce Song Feiguang's album.
Seinfeld stayed in the company, reading the letters from fans one by one and then replying to them.
There was an endless stream of letters from fans, and every time the company's mailbox was filled up. When his seniors passed by, they would help him pick up the letters.
Soon, half the room was filled.
Wen Keke waved her hand and easily helped him stack the boxes together, making a high pile.
Even Xia Zhibei and Xia Zhinan could help if they came.
It was only later that Song Feiguang discovered that all the artists under Xiao He were strong and powerful, but he was the only one who could not lift anything with his shoulders or hands, and was weak and out of place, and became their key protected person.
Seeing the petite Wen Keke grab the box that he had been trying to move for a long time without success, and then put it on the cabinet easily, Song Feiguang was full of envy.
"I wish I could train with you guys."
Because of the sequelae of his burns, he cannot do strenuous exercise. Every time when everyone trains in a team, he walks beside others while they run cross-country.
While the others were swimming, he packed up and prepared to go home at Xiao He's request.
Although Xiao He's physical condition has improved a lot through diet therapy, Song Feiguang still feels hurt because he can't run or exercise.
Hearing this, Wen Keke turned around in disbelief.
"You're the only one among all of us who begged the captain to train."
Song Feiguang looked full of longing.
"Training can strengthen your body, isn't that good?"
Wen Keke shook her head repeatedly.
"Imagine if a giant hamster followed you, slapping its tail on the ground to urge you to run faster, and then suddenly dropped from the sky to scare you when you couldn't run any faster. Would you still like it?"
It's the hamster again.
Song Feiguang was a little confused.
He seemed to often hear his seniors discussing hamsters, and every time they talked about it, they looked terrified and kept it a secret.
But he had already signed a contract with Xiao He for a month, and he had never seen a hamster, let alone hamster hair.
"It's just a hamster. How big can it be?" Song Feiguang said indifferently.
Wen Keke's expression was serious and solemn.
"It's bigger than you think!"
Song Feiguang couldn't imagine it.
But soon, he no longer had the mind to think about the hamster problem because he encountered an even more puzzling thing.
Recently, Xiao He has been preparing for album production with Teacher Yu Yin. He goes out early and comes back late every day, and is often not seen when he is so busy.
But the strange thing was that there were several times when Xiao He was busy with work and had no time to go home. Song Feiguang was ready to take on the task of taking care of the twins and planned to cook for them. As a result, every time he returned home, there was steaming hot food on the table.
It's okay once or twice, but it happens every time.
Even the food on the table tastes better than what Xiao He cooks!
Not only is there someone cooking, but every time after dinner, the dishes are washed in the blink of an eye.
Looking back, the two brothers Xia Zhibei and Xia Zhinan were concentrating on their homework, and it didn't look like they did it.
Could it be that Xiao He hired a nanny?
But why is this nanny so elusive?
In the middle of the night, I still wash clothes at home!
Song Feiguang was full of doubts. A few days later, when he left the company and returned home again, he just opened the door and was caught off guard by the huge monster who was busy in the kitchen.
Hamster?!
He stood there in shock, eyes wide open, looking at the hamster, taller than a man, standing in the kitchen.
The chubby animal is wearing an apron that doesn't quite fit its body shape, and is cooking with a spatula in its little paws.
There were already two dishes on the table, still steaming.
Seeing such a weird and terrifying scene, Song Feiguang was so scared that he almost screamed, but Xia Zhibei and Xia Zhinan didn't seem surprised at all. They were standing at the kitchen door and ordering food coquettishly.
"Little sweet brother, you are the cutest hamster in the world. Can you make me sweet and sour pork ribs?"
The hamster obviously enjoyed it very much, and its tail was wagging happily and hitting the floor.
Song Feiguang's mind was buzzing.
Suddenly I remembered what Wen Keke said before.
Imagine a giant hamster following you, its tail slapping the ground, urging you to run faster.
I took a deep breath.
He seemed to know what his senior brothers and sisters were afraid of...
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