Chapter 24: Count the Wrinkles on Your Mother's Face
Chapter 24 Count the wrinkles on your mother’s face
"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for winning the first round of performances and receiving three bronze treasure chests as a reward."
Early the next morning, Qi Ji was in a daze and was woken up by the system.
"I won first place last night, and you only realized it this morning!" Qi Ji complained about the system mercilessly.
There are three more bronze treasure chests.
But considering that I drew piano music before...and I am good at it.
Qi Ji felt that he was definitely not the European Emperor, so the three treasure chests were not opened for the time being.
So he got up straight away and went to brush his teeth with a glass of water.
At this time many trainees were awake.
We have lived together for so long and are basically familiar with each other.
Wan Bin happened to be there too.
His electric toothbrush sizzles.
Qi Ji squeezed out the toothpaste and covered the entire toothbrush surface.
"Although Yi Gong, you won the first place, you won't be able to go far in the future. This is an idol's stage. If you can't dance, you will never be good." Wan Bin turned off the microphone hanging on his body, and then spoke.
Qi Ji glanced at him and thought there was something wrong with this guy, right?
Is this product a twice-cooked pork after all?
Don’t you understand that talking too much will lead to mistakes?
Didn’t you know there were cameras everywhere in the show?
"Don't look at me like that. I just look down on you who use the back door. We have worked hard for so many years and finally got a chance, but in the end you came here and got it for nothing?"
Wan Bin continued to stimulate Qi Ji.
What he wanted was the scene of Qi Ji losing control at the scene.
As long as Qi Ji loses his mind, he has many ways to put the video online.
But Qi Ji ignored him at all.
Qi Ji was gargling his mouth, and then a trainee came in.
Wan Bin silently turned on his microphone again: "Brother, although my first son lost to you, my second son will not admit defeat!"
A smile immediately appeared on this kid's face.
Damn, there are two faces.
Qi Ji glared at him and smiled: "You are quite childish."
Then Qi Ji held up the cup, hummed a song, walked out, took some steamed buns and soy milk from the food belonging to S-level players in the restaurant, and ate it with gusto.
It was already past nine o'clock, and it was time for trainees to communicate with their families.
Qi Ji took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's video call.
The video rang for less than three seconds before it was picked up by the other party.
Seven or eight familiar faces are on the opposite side of the camera.
They are all relatives of Lao Qi's family.
"I'm coming!!"
"Connected, connected!!"
"Haha! Qi Ji, you have become a big star!!"
"Qi Ji, you must behave well! You can't embarrass the Qi family!"
The seventh and eighth aunts have already begun to get excited on the other side of the camera.
Qi Ji was a little speechless.
Obviously, at this stage, the program team has already informed the parents.
You can tell when you see your parents dressed very formally.
"Mom, dad, third aunt, aunt...brother..."
Qi Ji called out one by one.
The people in the circle opposite were all smiling.
Finally, Dad Qi, whose big face took up almost half of the screen, looked at the screen and said seriously: "We have no objection to your participation in this show. The "Youth of China" performed in the first episode was also very good. I am in
In my class, I have recommended this to my students. Remember, your path must not go astray..."
Dad Qi started his long speech.
He is a high school Chinese teacher and has a natural interest in teaching and educating people.
Originally, the so-called "Born Idol" that Qi Ji participated in was actually quite unattractive.
But after being pulled by Qi's mother and watching Qi Ji's performance in the first episode, Qi's father changed his temper. He really liked "The Story of Young China".
Especially the lyrics.
In the past week, he talked about this lyrics in class more than once.
But he did not say that Qi Ji was his son.
Let me just say that the lyrics of this song are great.
This operation actually won the unanimous favor of his students.
The students never thought that Lao Qi, an old antique, would actually watch the draft?
This has brought a lot of distance between Teacher Qi and the students.
The entire video call lasted for half an hour. In the end, Qi Ji, with the blessings of the entire Lao Qi family, promised that he would reach the finals!
After hanging up the phone, Qi Ji realized that all the trainees around him were talking to their parents.
Several of them cried.
They are all young men in their 20s, and I don’t know how much of the crying scene at this moment is real or fake.
Anyway, I just cried.
Li Shaocheng was chewing corn cobs while laughing and joking with his girlfriend opposite the camera.
This scene really surprised Qi Ji.
You came to participate in an idol development program, and you actually have a girlfriend?
And he’s so aboveboard?
No wonder you can’t become a Taoist priest!
At this time.
Qi Ji's eyes fell on the corner, where Chang Jie was holding breakfast and eating it silently.
He was the only one in the entire place and did not talk to his family on the phone.
Qi Ji walked over and brought him a bottle of milk: "My stomach feels bad after eating steamed buns. Please drink some milk."
Chang Jie glanced at Qi Ji, took the milk, and drank it in one gulp.
"Why don't you talk to your family? The program team wants to record material!" Qi Ji asked.
Backstage, Wang Zhe, who was staring at the monitor, wanted to give Qi Ji a round of applause.
He had long seen that something was wrong with Chang Jie's state.
And judging from the information he received, Chang Jie is a single-parent family with only one mother.
But he has a very bad relationship with his mother.
So Chang Jie looked like he didn't want to contact his mother today.
So Wang Zhe couldn't wait to go up and have a chat with Chang Jie.
Dig deeper, this is the story!
But it's not easy for him to go directly.
So Qi Ji went up and hit the point directly as soon as he opened his mouth.
This is what Wang Zhe, as a director, likes the most.
Hearing Qi Ji's question, Chang Jie shook his head and said, "It's not interesting. You just fake smile at the camera and look like a harmonious family?"
Qi Ji wondered if this kid was stupid at playing the piano when he was a child, but he couldn't say anything more and had no choice but to pat Chang Jie on the back.
Chang Jie pursed his lips and glanced at everyone one by one.
Everyone is chatting with their parents and relatives.
Qi Ji took out his mobile phone, pulled out his family photo inside, and pointed at his parents: "My parents are both teachers, and they rarely cared about me when I was a child, but today I looked at them and suddenly realized...
It seems like I haven’t looked at them carefully for a long time. I think you should count the wrinkles on your mother’s face.”
Chang Jie glared at Qi Ji and was silent for a moment. Then he took out his mobile phone and sneakily walked to a corner, where the camera could not capture it.
Qi Ji happily put away his fatherly gaze.
The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.
Today's young people don't understand this truth at all.
When I should have spent more time with my parents, I missed too much.