"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Jin Xiaoyuan looked at Yuli who was drinking water calmly in front of him in surprise. "Is the Best Youth Selection Competition about to start again?"
"Uh, you don't know?" Yuli looked at Xiaoyuan who was scratching his head in surprise, and realized how busy she was in the past two months, how could she have noticed these gossips. "I heard that it will be held in these two months.
, I don’t know the specific time.” She took another sip of water, Yuli just lost her strength in dancing. As the champion of the dance section of the first Best Youth Selection Competition, Yuli is a little sensitive to this information.
"Oh," Xiaoyuan rubbed his head and didn't take this matter to heart. After all, it would still be some time.
Ding dong! The sound of a text message. Hyoyeon waved his hand to Yuri and took out his phone to check.
"Teacher Jin Chaohan has something to do with me," Xiaoyuan put the phone away, picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and put it on, and walked out. "You guys have dinner first, I may be back later."
"Yeah." Yuli also waved her hand.
"Whether you're here or not, the food is yours anyway."
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I quickly walked into the vocal music room. Teacher Jin Chaohan’s class had just ended, but there were still many trainees asking him questions.
Standing quietly aside, Xiaoyuan just bowed to teacher Jin Chaohan who saw her.
Wow, these guys are really hardworking! From a glance, Hyoyeon knows most of these trainees. After all, she is quite popular.
It was easy to find Sika in the crowd. Her ponytail was tied high and tilted slightly to the left. In comparison, she was a thin figure standing behind Jin Chaohan on the right side, listening to the teacher's explanation very seriously. Even though he had a lot of knowledge
She is very clear.
After waiting for ten minutes, some trainees who understood the questions they wanted to know had already left, but there were still some trainees hanging around Teacher Jin Chaohan. Perhaps they had similar ideas to Sika. Knowledge is never too little.
It would be nice to learn a little more.
"Okay, okay, I have something else to do. I'll ask the remaining questions in the next class." Waving her hand, Jin Chaohan asked the trainees who were still gathered around her to leave, and then walked towards Xiaoyuan.
Xiaoyuan waved to Sika and motioned for her to go back first, but received a pair of blank eyes.
hey-hey!
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"This song was done very well this time," Jin Chaohan, who was sitting on a swivel chair in the recording studio, smiled and held a piece of music score. He turned on the play button with his other hand, and a soft piano sound quietly sounded.
It's just an accompaniment, but it has a feeling that's very suitable for someone to listen to when they want to be quiet.
Hyoyeon stood aside and listened to the music, but he was cursing in his heart. My previous demo was obviously made with a guitar, so why did the teacher come up with a piano version? Moreover, it seemed to sound better? Without thinking too much,
Hyoyeon was still immersed in this unfamiliar but familiar melody.
It was when I had just arrived in China, and I had just met Natasha, but we didn't know each other particularly well. One day after school, Hyoyeon left a little late for something, and unexpectedly saw Natasha crying alone in the classroom.
Closing her eyes from time to time, Natasha felt unexpectedly weak at that moment.
Perhaps due to the timing, Hyoyeon was not rejected by Natasha when he walked in. On the contrary, Natasha seemed to have opened up her chat room and softly talked about her past.
No one is born a genius. There is a reason why Natasha can speak the languages of so many countries, because she has lived in those countries. Natasha, who was born in 1988, has been living in the country because of her parents' work since she was sensible.
She traveled around Europe, including Germany, France, England, and Italy... The shortest was two months, the longest was only two years.
Natasha, whose parents are often absent, likes to make friends the most. Everywhere she goes, she wants to integrate into the new group as quickly as possible. Basically, she learns all the languages by rote. She likes her friends the most.
The joy on her face after seeing her speak their language.
However, the reality is cruel. Many of her friends have lost contact with her.
She has been in China for more than a year. Although she is likely to settle here, she is still afraid of the separation that may come. In China, the first friend she met was Jin Xianjing, which is why she learned Korean better than her.
Still serious.
In vocal music class today, Natasha heard a French song about missing a lost friend, which made her very sad all day.
Hyoyuan somewhat understood Natasha's feelings, the confusion, the nostalgia, the thought that she might never see her again for the rest of her life...
He gently hugged Natasha, gently wiped away her falling tears, and patted her back.
"Write, write down your thoughts." Putting the pen in Natasha's hand, Xiaoyuan said softly.
Somewhat confused, Natasha looked at Xiaoyuan who was looking at her encouragingly, nodded slightly, looked down at the notebook Xiaoyuan placed there, and slowly started writing.
Humming softly, Xiaoyuan stared at Natasha, watching her write questions one after another, but did not dare to answer...
ho1ongi11I1oveyou?
ho1ongi11Ineedyou?
ho1ongi11Ibeithyou?
…
Confused, full of confusion... Xiaoyuan pursed his lips, took off the pen from Natasha's hand, looked at her bewildered expression, and didn't know what to say.
Natasha is under too much pressure, it's best to soothe her nerves as much as possible and relax...
As I whispered the question written by Natasha, a little inspiration came to my mind.
Got it!
"Let's go, follow me!" He dragged Natasha and left. Full of doubts, she didn't ask any questions.
Back at the dormitory, Hyoyeon threw Natasha onto Zhou Shixi's bed and ignored her. Of course, Zhou Shixi, who loved running around everywhere, was not there.
In front of his desk, Hyoyeon was writing something seriously and looking at the notebook beside him from time to time.
Busily, he took out his little pink guitar, showed it off to Natasha, who had her eyes wide open, and then quickly got into the mood.
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Oh, he is indeed a producer! Xiaoyuan listened in amazement to the piano version made by teacher Jin Chaohan in such a short time. He always felt that Natasha would be very happy when she heard it.
"What? Do you want to try recording?" Teacher Jin Chaohan was in a very good mood after hearing the good music.
"Oh? Is that okay? I'm not good at singing..." Hyoyeon said sourly. She had been with Sika and the others for a long time, and she was very unsure about singing alone in front of the music teacher. You know, Hyoyuan can
It took a lot of effort to hand over the sample to Jin Chaohan.
When Jin Chaohan saw Xiaoyuan suddenly shrinking back, he immediately understood the crux of the problem. "It doesn't matter. It's not recording anything particularly important. You can just sing."
"Yes!" After hearing this, why do you feel inexplicably unhappy?
When he walked into the recording studio, Hyoyeon felt very anxious. He looked at the microphone and didn't know what to do. Seeing the teacher gesturing for the headset, Hyoyeon hurriedly put it on.
Without any more nonsense, an already familiar melody was directly passed into Hyoyeon's head.
My heart is on fire, but my mind is clearer... Is this a recording?
Hyoyeon, who practiced every day, finally showed her ability and sang the lyrics she changed along with the melody.
ho1ongi11I1oveyou?
as1ongastarsareaboveyou,
bsp;
as1ongastheseasonsneedto
Fo11otheirp1an
ho1ongi11Ibeithyou?
as1ongastheseaisboundto
aponthesand
ho1ongi11Iantyou?
as1ongasyouantmeto,
and1ongerbyfar
ho1ongi11Iho1dyou?
as1ongasyourfatherto1dyou,
bsp; ho1ongi11Igivetoyou?
as1ongasI1ivethroughyou,
hoever1ongyousay
ho1ongi11I1oveyou?
as1ongastarsareaboveyou,
and1ongerifImay
ho1ongi11I1oveyou?
as1ongastarsareaboveyou
…………
This song "ho1ongi11I1oveyou" is actually not very good, and Hyoyeon has almost no skills, but the soothing melody and affectionate lyrics make this song a lot brighter.
Phew! Hyoyeon, who had always sang with his eyes closed, breathed a sigh of relief. It was pretty good and he didn’t embarrass himself...
Open your eyes slowly, uh...
Sika, why are you pointing your phone at me?
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Promised China Extra 2:
Natasha: Hyoyeon, sing for me!
Kim Hyoyeon: Okay!
Natasha: Hyoyeon, sing for me!
Kim Hyoyeon:Okay.
Natasha: Hyoyeon, sing for me!
Kim Hyoyeon:……
Natasha: Hyoyeon, sing for me!
Kim Hyoyeon: Let me dance for you!
Natasha: Hyoyeon, dance for me!
Kim Hyoyeon:……
Zhou Shixi: Hyoyeon, sing for me!
Kim Hyoyeon: Get out!!!
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ps: ps you are very tired and don’t know what to say... Could it be that there may be multiple updates this week?
