An Yi was really hurt this time. Lin Nian could tell. He had been depressed all night, and his fingers were pressing out-of-tune notes on the piano keys.
He couldn't take it anymore: "I said... you got frustrated again?"
An Yi thought for a moment and nodded: "Mm."
"What did Xiaohe do to you this time?"
“He doesn’t like me at all,” An Yi said. “I thought he had no choice but to leave me, but now I’m not so sure. What if he really hates me?”
"Are we saying that this relationship is absolutely necessary?"
"What do you know?"
An Yi's disdainful look deeply stung Lin Nian, and he decided never to answer this brat's questions about relationships again; whatever distress he felt was his own business.
The next morning, Jin He was pleasantly surprised to find that the morning exercise program had changed. It was no longer running and frog jumps. Lin Nian, dressed in a white tracksuit, stood at the front of the line and said energetically, "Kids, we're doing Tai Chi today!"
Tai Chi?!
Jin He finally didn't have to slack off today. He mingled in the group and slowly practiced Tai Chi, his face serious and focused. This kind of non-strenuous exercise couldn't be more suitable for a heart patient.
But he didn't see An Yi today. Usually, Teacher An would personally attend to everything, even supervising morning exercises. But he wasn't here today. As Jin He exercised, he wondered: Could it be that he hurt An Yi badly last night?
If they know what pain is, they'll probably stay away from it.
Jin He sighed, finished stretching, and then followed the team back to the practice room.
"It's a song from the novel 'That's Spring Mountain'." Wen Lian sat on the practice room floor, holding the lyric book with a serious expression. "I haven't read the original book. Has any of you read it?"
Everyone is usually busy training, so they don't have time to read novels. As everyone looked at each other in confusion, Jin He slowly raised his hand and said, "I... I've read them."
When he was recovering from heart surgery, Jin Miao was worried that he would feel uncomfortable if he saw negative news about himself on his phone or TV, so she specially searched for a bunch of novels online for him to pass the time.
Then this book successfully tormented him to the point of having a heart attack.
"Could you tell me what it was about?"
"Actually, the original work mainly tells the story of an emperor's growth, but the song 'That is Spring Mountain' is not about the main character. It tells the story of the male protagonist's younger brother. The male protagonist's younger brother, Qi Yunjin, was injured in an assassination attempt and lost his sight. He wandered to the suburbs and was rescued by a herbalist. He lived on the mountain for half a year."
"During those six months, the prince, unable to see, waited every day for the man who saved him to come home. He spent his days with the big yellow dog. Occasionally, the man would return from the city and bring the prince a bag of freshly baked mung bean cakes, which was the prince's most anticipated thing during that time."
Listening to this, Song Bai suddenly reached out and asked his question: "Didn't the prince ever think about going back?"
"Being a prince is not as free and wonderful as one imagines. It can only be said that the prince has wanted to leave the palace for a long time. Once, the two talked late into the night by candlelight. The teacher asked the prince what he wanted to do in the future. The prince replied that he wanted to see all the high mountains in the world."
"And then what?"
"Later, the prince accidentally discovered the treasure trove left behind by the previous dynasty, located on a cliff. Inside, it was filled with the wealth plundered from the people by the previous dynasty, and it was magnificent and glittering. At that time, the imperial treasury was empty, there was a war on the border, and there was a flood in Jiangnan. The prince knew that this money would give the court a breather, so he told the teacher that he would be back soon and asked the teacher to wait for him at home. Before leaving, he asked the teacher what place this was, and the teacher smiled and replied: This is Chunshan."
"But he never returned after that. As a prince born of the principal wife, he could not leave the palace rashly. If he returned, he would be imprisoned by the emperor. He also sent his men to inquire whether there was a mountain called Chunshan near the capital, and whether there was a tall herb gatherer on the mountain. However, they found nothing. Until a month later, the Dali Temple brought back a remnant of the previous dynasty, a blood relative of the previous emperor. He had already been imprisoned and severely tortured by the Dali Temple."
"At that time, the prince's eyes had healed, but he was depressed all day long because he was trapped in the palace. When the prisoner saw him like this, he would comfort him with his hoarse voice. However, the prisoner was too badly injured and committed suicide on the first day of the new year. Before he died, he told the prince: You don't have to be attached to that mountain. Every mountain you pass by in the future will be the spring mountain in your heart."
Song Bai covered his mouth, saying in disbelief, "Could it be..."
Jin He looked at him and nodded. "What that person meant was that if you travel the world in the future and come across a mountain that makes you feel warm and comfortable, and if when you arrive there a gentle breeze brushes against your cheek, then you have arrived home."
"What is this?! A huge BE!" Song Bai exclaimed, "Oh my god, it's so heartbreaking!"
"That's why I've never forgotten it all these years." Jin He felt sad whenever she thought about it.
"Was this song written from the prince's perspective?"
Jin He nodded: "Yes."
"Let's divide it into parts, since this song is purely a ballad, adding dance moves would be superfluous, don't you think?"
Jin He nodded in agreement.
“Then we’ll probably need very eye-catching makeup and stage design to really make a splash,” Song Bai said, hugging his knees. “But will our traditional Chinese costumes look good?”
That's not necessarily true...
A traditional Chinese style look requires careful attention to facial proportions; otherwise, the face may appear uneven or give off an aunt-like appearance.
"We can put makeup and styling aside for now, let's focus on singing well first," Jin He said. "Don't worry, none of you are unattractive, we can talk about makeup and styling during the makeup test."
Wen Lian: "Then let's divide the parts first. Brother Xiao He, do you still want to sing the intro?"
"Huh? Why is it always him who sings the intro?" A trainee next to him seemed dissatisfied. "He did the intro in the previous group, and he got the lowest number of votes, so there's no good point in having him sing the intro."
Song Bai cautiously observed Jin He's expression, then slapped the person next to him: "Qi Yunran, can't you speak properly? Why are you being so aggressive?"
Wen Lian glanced at him coldly and said, "We are just discussing the division of parts. In a team, the division of labor is always based on who is most suitable. The person who sings the intro either has a good voice or looks good. Jin He is the most suitable person here."
"Can you guys stop ganging up? It was Jin He who caused their group to get second place last time, and now he's singing the intro here? Does he have some kind of background?"
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