As Cheng Zhi was walking back to the classroom with the cup of water, he always felt that the man just now was a little strange.
Would normal staff wrap themselves up so tightly?
After returning to the training place and sitting down, Cheng Zhi took a sip of water, but the heavy stone in his heart was still there.
He poked Chen You, “Chen You, are there many girls among the staff arranged by our program team?”
Shen You, who was training seriously, was suddenly interrupted and groaned.
"It seems like there are quite a lot of them. Some staff members are fans of the contestants or mentors. It's normal to have girls there."
Chen You turned her attention away from the lyrics and looked at Cheng Zhi, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Did I run into your spring when I went out to fetch water just now?"
"No." Cheng Zhi shook his head, thinking that he was overthinking, and the big stone in his heart slowly let go, "Continue training."
"Okay, this is the part I don't understand, can you teach me?" Chen You pointed to the red part of the lyrics and signaled Cheng Zhi.
"OK."
Cheng Zhi put the cup away and took the lyrics paper handed over by Chen You.
Chen You said that the part she didn't understand was the conversion between true and false voice in the chorus, which tests the singer's comprehensive ability and application of skills, and is considered to be a more difficult part.
Cheng Zhi sang the song to Chen You according to the score, but was not satisfied with it no matter how he sang it.
By the end, Cheng Zhi's voice was a little hoarse.
Seeing that Cheng Zhi was not in good condition, Shen You scratched his hair and said, "Why don't I study it myself and not trouble you."
Cheng Zhi pursed his lips and refused: "Goodbye, let's go find Teacher Song together. It happens that I am not very good at this."
He was very clear about his problem. The reason why he couldn't sing well was not because his voice was in bad condition, but because he was not proficient in the use of techniques.
It’s okay to admit your shortcomings generously.
"Ah, if I go to see Teacher Song, will I disturb him?" Chen You shuddered. Even though she admired Song Baiyi very much, she was still a little afraid of him in her heart.
"Will it?"
Cheng Zhi glanced at Song Baiyi who was sitting on a chair reading the lyrics.
Obviously, after hearing Teacher Song’s comments just now, no one dared to ask him questions.
“Such a good resource is sitting right in front of you, and it would be a waste if you don’t use it.”
After that, Cheng Zhi walked in front of Song Baiyi, holding his lyrics paper in one hand and holding Chen You in the other.
Sensing someone approaching, Song Baiyi looked up.
When he saw who was coming, Song Baiyi's eyes moved, "Is there anything you don't understand?"
"Yeah." Cheng Zhi nodded and pointed to the red mark on the lyrics paper. "There's a problem here. It won't sound right no matter how you sing it."
Song Baiyi lowered his head and glanced at the lyrics, "This is indeed difficult to sing."
"Well, I think it's a little easy to make mistakes when switching between real and false voices."
Song Baiyi nodded, "That's true, but when you sang it to me, wasn't it quite smooth?"
"That was a coincidence."
Cheng Zhi said seriously: "When Chen You asked me just now, I found that I didn't master it well enough, so I came to ask you."
"Okay, then sing it again and I'll listen to the questions." Song Baiyi smiled and felt that the child's seriousness seemed to have exceeded his expectations.
Focusing on the areas where he was not proficient, the problems were exposed immediately. Cheng Zhigang had just sung two sentences when Song Baiyi shouted to stop.
"You don't use your breath well. You need to use your waist and abdomen to press the rhythm of the accent and then sing your true voice."
After discovering the problem, the solution came out quickly. Song Baiyi led Cheng Zhi to sing a few sentences and soon helped Cheng Zhi find the correct way to sing.
"Well, you have a strong learning ability." Song Baiyi nodded and affirmed Cheng Zhi's performance.
Cheng Zhi smiled and pushed out Shen You, who had been hiding behind him.
"He doesn't know this part either, please teach him, Mr. Song."
Next, it was the process of Song Baiyi teaching Chen You.
Chen You’s learning ability was not as strong as Cheng Zhi’s, and he was not very proficient in various singing techniques. In addition, he was nervous, so Song Baiyi taught him for a long time.
It took Chen You half an hour to finally sing the two lines of lyrics.
However, Song Baiyi didn't say anything and continued to teach him patiently. When Chen You made progress, he even praised him a little.
"Thank you, Teacher Song. I will continue practicing when I go back!" Chen You blushed as she thanked Song Baiyi because of nervousness.
Song Baiyi nodded, "Well, let's go back."
After a while, it was time for lunch. After training for a whole morning, everyone was very hungry. When the clock struck, everyone ran out in a hurry.
Cheng Zhi was dragged by Chen You to run for a while. Just when they arrived at the cafeteria, Cheng Zhi suddenly remembered that he still had his lyrics from Song Baiyi.
He slowly slowed down his pace. Shen You in front of him realized something was wrong and turned to look at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I haven't got my lyrics from Teacher Song yet."
Shen You frowned, “Do you want to go back now?”
Cheng Zhi nodded, "Well, I don't know if he is still in Class F this afternoon. I'll go back and get it first."
"Okay, I'll get you some food, so go early and come back early."
Cheng thanked him and turned to run to the practice room.
The cafeteria was neither far nor close to the practice room, but it was difficult to run back and forth in a short time. Cheng Zhi panted slightly and ran all the way to the practice room.
Everyone ran very fast just now. When Cheng Zhi opened the door of the practice room, it was empty and there was nothing left on the chair where Song Baiyi was originally sitting.
"Ah...are you gone?" Cheng Zhi sighed and was about to close the door, regretting that he wouldn't be able to see the lyrics for a while, when out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a figure walking around the corner.
As soon as Cheng Zhi saw the tall figure, he knew that person was Song Baiyi.
Cheng Zhi quickly ran over and tried to catch up with him.
While running, he shouted: "Teacher Song, please wait a moment..."
Song Baiyi turned around and saw Cheng Zhi running out of breath.
"What's wrong?"
"My lyrics are still with you." Cheng Zhi held on to the wall to steady himself.
"What are you talking about?" Song Baiyi raised his hand and pulled out a piece of paper from the folder, on which were printed the lyrics of the theme song.
Cheng Zhi nodded, "I just left it at your place after practice and forgot to take it."
"Okay, remember to keep it next time." Song Baiyi handed the lyrics to Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi took the lyrics, folded it neatly and stuffed it into his pocket, while politely saying, "Isn't Teacher Song going to dinner?"
"I'll go back to the dormitory to get the information first. I have a meeting to attend. After that, we'll go eat."
Cheng Zhi frowned, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Song."
"It's not hard. The instructor is here to serve you."
Cheng Zhi hummed, feeling that there was nothing more to say, and wanted to leave after saying a few more polite words.
"Teacher Song, please take some rest. I'm going to eat first."
Song Baiyi nodded and said, "Keep it up. I'm looking forward to your performance in the future."
Cheng Zhi raised his lips, "Then I will try my best not to let you down, Teacher Song."
"OK."
Cheng Zhi turned around and was about to leave when Song Baiyi called him back.
"By the way, the incidence of colds has been high recently, and several contestants from other classes also have sore throats. I asked the cafeteria to prepare a bucket of cold medicine for the contestants. Remember to drink it after dinner."
The sudden concern made Cheng Zhi dazed for a moment. When he reacted, Song Baiyi had already walked away.
Song Baiyi walked a few meters, stopped at the door of a tutor's dormitory, and pushed the door open.
The overhead light in the corridor shone on Song Baiyi, making his facial features appear deep and mysterious. Cheng Zhi suddenly felt that Song Baiyi's profile was particularly good-looking.
As if possessed by a ghost, Cheng Zhi suddenly remembered what Chen You had said to him this morning.
"Our teacher Song is not only good-looking, but also a very nice person."
The canteen is now the busiest time of the day.
Cheng Zhi was squeezed by a crowd of people and barely found the seat that Chen You had reserved for him.
"You're so fast. I thought it would take you a long time." Chen You looked up at Cheng Zhi who had just come over.
"Well, Teacher Song didn't go far, and we found him quickly." Cheng Zhi was afraid that the lyrics would get wrinkled after he sat down, so he carefully took them out and placed them on the table before sitting down.
Chen You watched Cheng Zhi's series of actions and couldn't help but ask, "Are these lyrics so precious?"
Cheng Zhi smiled and said, "I took a lot of notes. It would be difficult to deal with it if I lost them."
Taking notes on the lyrics is a habit that Cheng Zhi has developed over the years since his debut. He marks various details such as when to take a breath. Although he has sung the lyrics many times and has memorized them by heart, Cheng Zhi still feels at ease with them.
When Chen You heard Cheng Zhi say this, she didn't ask any more unnecessary questions, "Okay, let's eat quickly and take a rest. We still have to go to training in the afternoon."
"good."
Cheng Zhi responded, then lowered his head and started eating.
Cheng Zhi ate very quickly, and soon he looked up and stared at Chen You's half-eaten meal in a daze.
Chen You was embarrassed to keep him waiting, "Why don't you go back first?"
Cheng Zhi felt that Chen You had just helped him get food, and now it was unethical for him to finish eating and leave first.
He shook his head, "It's okay, I'll look at the lyrics again and wait for you."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi picked up the lyrics and began to study them.
Chen You hummed and slowly increased the speed at which she ate.
The peaceful relationship between the two people was broken by a voice.
"Wow, Cheng Zhi, you work so hard that you even use your meal time to memorize lyrics."
Cheng Zhi looked up and saw Fang Qiao's annoying face.
Fang Qiao smiled, "After I injured my foot yesterday, Brother Jia Huai took me home to rest. I just came back now. I won't delay a lot of progress, right?"
Cheng Zhi's eyelids twitched. He didn't look at Fang Qiao, but tapped the table lightly to signal Chen You to eat quickly.
"Brother Cheng Zhi, please don't ignore me. Can I still ask you if I have any questions during the afternoon training?"
Cheng Zhi subconsciously glanced at Fang Qiao's ankle. It was white and clean, with no sign of injury at all. In contrast, his own wound was still aching.
Cheng Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Are you done yet?"
"Brother Cheng Zhi, what are you talking about? I'm just saying hello to you out of kindness. Is it necessary to distance yourself from me like this?"
Fang Qiao was unyielding. "I heard from other contestants that you had a cold, so I went to get you a cup of cold medicine."
Only then did Cheng Zhi notice that Fang Qiao was holding a glass with some brown liquid in it, which was smoking hot.
He frowned, "What on earth are you going to do?"
Fang Qiao lowered his head, "Is it not possible for me to care about you..."
Cheng Zhi ignored him and was about to get up and leave with Chen You.
"Don't go, Brother Cheng Zhi."
Fang Qiao quickly took a step forward, trying to reach out and grab the corner of Cheng Zhi's clothes.
Cheng Zhi reacted quickly and dodged Fang Qiao's hand by leaning sideways. Fang Qiao failed to grab the corner of Cheng Zhi's clothes.
Fang Qiao lost his balance and fell onto the table. The powder in his hand spilled all over the table, wetting the lyrics that Cheng Zhi had just placed on the table.
A smile of triumph flashed across Fang Qiao's eyes for a moment, but it quickly disappeared into panic.
"I'm sorry, Brother Cheng Zhi, I didn't mean it..."
After saying that, Fang Qiao took the tissue on the table and helped Cheng Zhi wipe the lyrics.
Perhaps he was trying to make trouble on purpose, Fang Qiao wiped it very hard. The soaked paper had become wrinkled under his hands, and the notes on it were completely unreadable.
Fang Qiao apologized to Cheng Zhi while wiping it, "I'm sorry, Brother Cheng Zhi, I really slipped."
Cheng Zhi suppressed his anger and pulled Chen You aside.
He took the boiled water on the table and poured it on Fang Qiao without saying a word.
"Plop...Plop..." water drops dripped down Fang Qiao's clothes to the ground.
Cheng Zhi raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of anger in his eyes. He casually put the cup on the table and took a tissue from the table to wipe his hands.
He looked up at Fang Qiao who was standing frozen in place, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
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