Chapter 40 Thunderstorm

At the end of June, as the final exam approaches, the entire grade has entered a state of concentration and preparation.

Kou Xiang and Shixu recorded the demo and sent it to the producers of the talent show. They received a response soon. The other party praised the boys for their good voice and the lyrics and music were not easy to write, and the rhythm was very good.

However, if you rap the whole process without a sing, it will probably be a little monotonous and will not be so easily accepted by the current audience. Therefore, the producer’s suggestion is to add a melodious pop singing method, because the band is the lead singer of the male voice, so if you can add a female voice, it is better.

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The tide waves on the banks of the river hit the embankment, and the bridge holes roared and the wind was howling because of the traffic passing by.

Shizuo leaned against the hollow stone pillar and shrugged, "Don't look at me, I don't have any popular singing styles. I can sing, but I may not sing well."

Shen Xingwei suggested: "Or what Caesar sings the popular part, I sing the rap part."

The entire band can support the pop music by just Kou Xiang’s voice.

But Kou Xiang vetoed: "I don't sing popular."

He never sings popular songs. The only time he heard him sing Jay Chou's "The Secret I Can't Tell" on KTV was to flirt with girls.

Since then, I have never heard him sing a melodious song.

"I found out that you are biased against pop songs?" Shen Xingwei poked Kou Xiang with his elbow: "Don't you sing anything other than rap?"

"Yes." Kou Xiang replied clearly: "I don't sing pop songs."

Sometimes he was really terrifyingly stubborn, just like his old father who was rushing forward with a stubborn head, but it was this stubborn momentum that allowed his father to defeat the entire business empire in the 1990s.

"Don't make things difficult for Caesar." Shiyu said: "He entered the circle just to make hip-hop. It's great that he can stick with it all the way."

Girls are always able to understand something better than boys. After so many years of cooperation, Shi Xu understands Kou Xiang and his feelings and dreams.

He wants the whole world to understand hip-hop and hip-hop.

She entered the circle a few years earlier than him. When he first came to the abandoned factory and fought with others, no one believed that this rich second-generation brat could do it. It took him only half a year to defeat all the pretentious rappers of the abandoned factory.

The bold words he had when he was a boy were never lost. He had been walking on this road and fulfilling his dreams.

Later, with Pei Qing and Shen Xingwei, he finally stopped fighting alone.

Dreams are like a warm stove with blazing flames on a winter night, which can always attract people who walk alone in the cold winter night. They are like-minded and gather together, without saying a word, but can rely on each other.

Regarding the competition, several people discussed it without any result. Shizuo wanted to withdraw from the competition. At the beginning, she started to do this and pulled the band in, but now she was in trouble, but now she wanted to retreat.

I feel very guilty and feel sorry for everyone.

Shen Xingwei patted Shizu's back: "It's okay, I'm going to be in my third year of high school anyway, so it doesn't matter if I don't go to the competition."

Pei Qing said: "Yes, my mother may not agree."

Kou Xiang's cigarette burned to the end, and was crushed by him on the stone pillar. He turned around and left with his guitar on his back.

"Caesar, where are you going?"

Kou Xiang didn't look back, but raised his hand and said lightly: "Let me think of a way."

**

In the room, Aunt Zhou gently walked into the room and placed the egg tart tray on the table, without disturbing the two children who were busy doing the exam.

She saw the changes of the young master every day.

I have to say that this young girl is really skilled and able to control the cynical young master.

Aunt Zhou watched Kou Xiang grow up since she was a child. When did she see him studying so patiently?

Aunt Zhou called Ms. Zhao every day to report Kou Xiang's changes. Ms. Zhao was happy and raised her salary for Yang Zhi.

When the egg tart entered the house, there was a sweet and greasy fragrance.

Kou Xiang reached out to touch while doing the test.

With a "bang", Aunt Zhou opened his hand: "Prepare for Miss Yang."

"eccentric."

"Don't you not eat sweets?" Aunt Zhou knew his temperament and never ate sweets, so she didn't prepare his dim sum.

"I want to eat it, can't it be?" Kou Xiangzhang's eyebrows.

Oh, it's really a big change.

Aunt Zhou was amazed. Not only did the eldest master change his taste, but his temperament changed a lot. When did he see him laugh happily?

When Kou Xiang was six years old, Aunt Zhou took him with him. Her wife and her husband had conflicts, and she saw it.

However, their conflicts are not as good as ordinary couples. The wife is proud and the husband is irritable. But they never quarrel. When they are together, they chat about the weather, talk about stocks, and talk about the grass in the garden.

Aunt Zhou is old and has experienced many things. You can see at a glance that there are definitely deep cracks between her wife and Mr. Kou, which cannot be compensated or repaired.

Their relationship is not like a couple. Without the tenderness and affection of a couple, they are more like strangers who are familiar with each other. In the early years, they were separated and lying in separate rooms, and now they are homes.

The husband had another property in the west of the city and lived alone; while the wife simply went to Scotland to live with her elderly parents, manage the family's overseas assets, and rarely returned to China.

The empty villa was left with Kou Xiang alone.

When Aunt Zhou first met Kou Xiang, the child was only over six years old. His dark eyes were not as clear as the child next to him. He had a gloomy temperament on his body, just like this old-fashioned foreign building, exuding the depressing atmosphere when the plum rain came.

He is taciturn, never laughs, but he doesn't cry.

Sometimes Aunt Zhou even feels like a ghost living in this dark house.

Not like a living person.

Aunt Zhou is kind-hearted and loves this child from the bottom of her heart.

This child looks rebellious and is actually quite honest. Who treats him well and who treats him badly is clear. Sometimes he is willing to talk to Aunt Zhou or help him with some housework.

Aunt Zhou didn't understand the music that the young master played, but she was willing to be his audience, wearing reading glasses, and watching him perform with his teeth and claws. Although these heavy metals always hurt her forehead.

Aunt Zhou felt that the songs he sang were not singing, they were just julibao. It was so ugly. If he could be a big star, then there would be no stars in the world.

Of course, she also said this truthfully, mainly to advise the young master not to do these things and delay serious matters. She knew that the young master would become a member of the great family business in the future.

However, the young master said that he was separated from her by a generation gap of 108 years and could not explain clearly.

Aunt Zhou put down the egg tart and told Yang Zhi to eat while it was hot, so she left the room.

Yang Zhi was absent-minded and kept something in his heart and wanted to tell Kou Xiang, but he didn't know what to say.

After this summer vacation, she is in her third year of high school. She doesn't plan to continue to make up for Kou Xiang, but she also has to focus all her thoughts on her own studies.

She has a goal and is the best university in the country, so she must get into the exam.

As for her residence, the salary she has saved and the bonus given by the generous Ms. Zhao is enough for her to rent a good community house to live in.

Of course, moving out of Kou Xiang’s house and stop tutoring is not just because of the senior year, but because of the senior year of high school,

Kou Xiang's clear thoughts about her.

She can't take the salary given by her mother while still beating her son. This is too immoral.

Well, although she didn't take the initiative to fuck him, the two of them lived under the same roof for a long time. Kou Xiang was affectionate and righteous to her. Although she believed that she could control her,

Anyway, it is not appropriate to stay together again. Yang Zhi will leave no matter what. Kou Xiang has improved a lot during this period, so she can be considered successful and retired. She will not be able to control what he does in the future.

But how can I say this?

Ms. Zhao's side is definitely easy to deal with, but with his personality, can Kou Xiang let her leave like this?

Yang Zhi was stunned and frightened. He held a pencil to calculate formulas on draft paper. His fair fingers had long joints.

Some men's hands are thick, short and black, which is ugly, while others are as innocent as the moon. Even though their joints are not as smooth as women, they have a different taste.

This is Kou Xiang's hand.

"When do you want to see me?" he asked casually.

Yang Zhi was startled and quickly looked away, thinking that he wasn't concentrating on the test, how could he know that she was peeking at him?

"If you want to hug me, don't say hello in advance, come over at any time."

He said as he landed his left hand under him, his thighs spread out, as if he was ready to welcome her into his arms at any time.

Yang Zhi:

Why can’t I avoid this? Who wants to hug him?

She threw the eraser on his head: "Do your questions."

After Kou Xiang finished the test paper, he handed it to Yang Zhi for examination. After Yang Zhi glanced at it, he was a little surprised that the quality of the homework today was very high, and he actually had no problem.

"Where did you memorize the answer?"

Kou Xiang frowned: "Don't believe me?"

Yang Zhi was really a little unbelievable, but she was supervising him to finish the test paper.

"You really did it on your own?"

"Without basic trust, how can we go hand in hand for a lifetime?"

Yang Zhi: ""
To be continued...