Chapter 38 Lin Zhengran’s plan
Another three weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
The annual freshman party of Xincheng No. 1 Middle School is finally about to begin.
During these three weeks, because Jiang Shirley's affairs were more important, Lin Zhengran spent more time with Jiang Shirley.
Lin Zhengran would go to find her on weekends and lie on Jiang Shirley's bed.
Listen to her sitting on the edge of the bed playing guitar or singing a cappella.
If there is a problem, point it out, such as tapping her thigh with the back of your hand: "The breath is not right. Lower the pressure in the first sentence and try again."
Shirley Jiang responded and touched the place where her leg had just been touched, her heart throbbing.
Then he secretly looked at Lin Zhengran, who was lying on his pillow and looking at the ceiling.
I thought to myself that this big idiot had never seen him practice, but his musical talent was so high that I could never catch up with him.
"This place is not easy to practice. I used to practice alone for a long time and I would make mistakes and deform." She explained.
"That's because I'm not here. It's okay if I'm here."
The big idiot is so narcissistic Jiang Shirley thought to herself.
I practiced again according to Lin Zhengran's words, and the result was really better, not even a little bit better, with a look of surprise on his face.
Lin Zhengran glanced at her happily: "That's right. If you're not good at it, just sing it a few more times and adjust the tone according to my method."
Jiang Shirley sang it several times again in confusion after hearing it, each time getting better and better.
I can't help but sigh: "It's really strange. In fact, I discovered it very early. Every time you teach me, I learn at least twice as fast as when I practice by myself. It's not just the skills. It takes a long time for me to know many of the skills." I can’t even practice it, but I can learn it as long as you are here. Isn’t this too weird?”
Jiang Shirley looked at Lin Zhengran curiously: "You idiot, have you ever opened your mouth?"
Lin Zhengran sat up unhurriedly, bent his fingers and gave Jiang Shirley a chestnut on the head while looking at her with puzzled eyes.
Jiang Xueli wailed in pain, touched her head and complained with a pout: "Why hit me?!"
Lin Zhengran lay on the bed again: "Stop talking nonsense and continue to practice breathing. The freshman party will be here soon. Whether you can be selected depends on your ability. This is the first step to realize your dream, so treat it with caution."
He yawned and turned his back to Shirley Jiang, covering her with the quilt as if he was going to sleep.
Jiang Xueli blushed and saw that the quilt close to her body was covered by him, and thought to herself, how can I cover herself with you like this at night?
Don’t you know I don’t like to wear pajamas when I sleep?
She closed her eyes and became angry: "You idiot!"
Lin Zhengran closed his eyes: "Let's not talk about how you act like a spoiled brat every time you scold someone. Can you tell me the reason when you scold me? Otherwise, how can I know why you scold me?"
Being teased by Lin Zhengran, Jiang Shirley's face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her tone of voice stammered: "Being coquettish?!" Her small fists were doing a light-speed boxing massage on Lin Zheng's back, with just the right amount of force:
"Who is acting coquettishly! Why should I act like a coquettish child to you! And you don't care why I scold you! I will scold you for no reason! Big fool, big fool! I hate you so much! You are the one I hate the most!"< br>
Lin Zhengran ignored what she said, but felt the strength of his small fist.
Reminder: "Hammer up."
"You think I'm giving you a massage!" Jiang Shirley said she was dissatisfied, but in fact she knocked up with her hand honestly. After the hammering, she stubbornly asked in a low voice: "How was it?"
Lin Zhengran hummed: "The strength is not bad."
"Huh! I'm sick." He added that he really hated continuing to practice singing.
There was just one thing that Lin Zhengran never knew, and that was that every time Lin Zhengran lay on her bed, Jiang Shirley thought about changing the quilt and quickly changed the quilt! They were all dirty by the big idiot.
But in fact, when she said goodbye to Lin Zhengran and returned to the bedroom alone, she looked at the quilt on the bed that was covered by someone.
The adolescent girl blushed and bit her lip.
He would slowly sit on the bed, put down his guitar in a ritualistic manner, hold the quilt in his arms and smell it.
His face turned redder, and he muttered to himself: "What, the quilt smells of that guy... although it still smells good."
She took off her shoes and sat on the bed seriously, leaning against the bedside. She continued to hold more quilts in her arms and pursed her lips: "But... this is the quilt I just changed yesterday. It would be too troublesome to change it again." It’s okay to sleep with it covered like this tonight.” She even lied to herself: “It’s all this guy’s fault for soiling my quilt.”
She lay on the bed, covered with a quilt that smelled of Lin Zhengran, with her eyes closed and a happy look on her face, sleeping soundly, as if he was by her side.
A week before the competition, Lin Zhengran and Jiang Shirley were walking on the road to school.
Jiang Shirley asked Lin Zhengran a question with her hands lagging behind: "You idiot, if I am selected, will I have to practice in the training room more often in the future?"
Lin Zhengran said: "Not necessarily, it depends on the individual. Generally, newcomers must practice in the training room, because the studio has professional instructors, but if the singer has his own resources, it is really not necessary."
Jiang Shirley looked ahead hesitantly and said: "Keke, I don't really like practicing with other singers. I still want you to teach me to practice singing." After saying that, she raised her head arrogantly:
"Don't get me wrong, I just think you are very capable in singing, there is no other reason."
Lin Zhengran glanced at her with disdain: "Really? Then I have to thank Miss Jiang for thinking so highly of me."
Shirley Jiang bit her lower lip and snorted: "What do you mean by thanking me? It sounds weird."
Lin Zhengran had already made plans. The reason why the child star studio was still open in the countryside was not profitable because the boss was a middle-aged woman who was obsessed with her dream.
Don't go sideways and only look at strength, so Lin Zhengran's idea is to increase Jiang Shirley's popularity in the early stage of signing up, and after a period of time, he will make money and directly buy the studio. In this way, Jiang Shirley will become his own singer, and the future will be over. It's foolproof.
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You also avoid being affected by some messy things, after all, you are the boss.
Lin Zhengran said:
"Don't worry, my participation in the studio can only give you a platform to temporarily see the world. With the help of the platform, you can participate in large and small performances in an organized manner in advance to increase your experience, so that you don't have to worry about it. The little girl was deceived single-handedly. After all, I can accompany you every time you participate in the show, but I can’t accompany you every time.”
"Why can't you all stay with me?" She whispered curiously.
Lin Zhengran told the truth: "Because I still have to teach He Qing. She will also participate in various competitions in the future. Don't I also have to accompany her?"
"You! Why are you so carefree! Work yourself to death!" She stamped her feet angrily.
Lin Zhengran continued: "As for training, I will definitely teach you. After all, you can be considered a singer that I launched. I will be paid in the future."
Jiang Shirley did not deny this. Without Lin Zhengran's help, she would definitely not be as strong as she is today.
Just reward
She ran to Lin Zhengran, completely unaware that an innocent girl with a ponytail in the distance saw Lin Zhengran and wanted to run over, but stopped after seeing the two of them.
Jiang Shirley's hands were lagging behind, and she leaned forward and stretched out her fingers. With her last initiative, at least she was no longer so entangled at this time:
"You idiot, even if I become really famous in the future, what I said back then will still count. I can marry you for the sake of repaying your kindness, but that is to prevent you from dying alone. Don’t get it wrong!”
Lin Zhengran knocked her on the head and walked past her: "Who said that this is the reward I want? And do you, a twelve-year-old girl, know what it means to get married?"
Jiang Shirley was embarrassed: "How old am I! I didn't know it when I was a child, and I don't know it now?! Isn't it just to marry you?" She clenched her little fists and shouted: "I'm not afraid! Besides, I'm just paying you back. That’s all!”
The two people walked towards the distance, noisily.
Xiao Heqing stood there blankly, looking at Lin Zhengran happily, and heard what she just said: "Marriage...Did Jiang Shirley actually tell Lin Zhengran that she would marry him in the future?"
After a while, Han Wenwen came over and saw her best friend standing there blankly, asking what was wrong.
Suddenly, He Qing started crying again and hugged Han Wenwen: "What should I do, Wenwen, they seem to be getting better and better, am I going to lose! What should I do?"
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Han Wenwen tilted her head to comfort He Qing, thinking no way, could Tsundere still win?
If Xiao Qingqing is really at a disadvantage, then she can only use her own strength, participate in it, and work hard to deepen the relationship between the two.
"Don't worry, I'll help you find a solution."
Thanks to the boss of "Wang Shiye" for the 5,000 starting coins.
Thanks to the boss of "I am Wang Zixiao" for the 2,300 starting coins.
A small addition of 600 words to express my gratitude.
(End of chapter)