"Mr. Liu, this is a new singer signed by our company. Her name is Wang Siyi. Please teach her well in the future."
When the man heard the name, he pushed the glass eyes on his face and said, "very good. I saw the program of good voice every day yesterday. You sing well and your voice is very characteristic."
"Thank you!"
Wang Siyi's expression is always very light. No matter what she is facing, her expression seems to be always so calm.
This is also the place where Zhang Yue loves and hates.
The predecessors of these companies like those sweet talking students most, but Wang Siyi is not such a person.
After a few greetings with the teacher, Zhang Yue took her out.
"Siyi, this is a company. People should learn to be all-round and exquisite. When they should talk sweetly, they should talk sweetly." Zhang Yue took the trouble to teach Wang Siyi. Wang Siyi listened and nodded occasionally, but listening, she still couldn't become like that. She always felt that such a flattering appearance always reminded her of an idiom, that is, no rape or theft.
After Zhang Yue got familiar with the company's environment, she handed her over to the female vocal music teacher who tutored the new singer.
When Wang Siyi went to the singing room, she saw several girls about her age. They were full of youth, fashionable and beautiful.
The tutor clapped his hands and said, "this is a new singer named Wang Siyi. Everyone should get along well. You should group in the afternoon, and then a special teacher will train you."
We all pay attention to the hottest entertainment programs in China, and Wang Siyi's performance yesterday was enough to make people deep-seated stars. There are envy, jealousy and disdain in the eyes of Wang Siyi.
Among the four girls, there was a white boy with slender Danfeng eyes and a standard melon seed face. At this time, he smiled at Wang Siyi and said in less fluent Chinese: "there is a vacancy here. Sit here!"
Wang Siyi nodded and walked towards that position.
"Hello! My name is Cui Hao." the boy tilted his head and looked at Wang Siyi around him, stretched out his hand and said.
Wang Siyi shook hands and said with a smile, "Wang Siyi."
"Don't talk. Class begins now."
Then the teacher sat in front of the piano in the practice room.
Slender white hands jumped on the black and white keys, like beating elves, followed by the sound of human music.
At first, the sound was like a young man and girl in love, full of that sweet feeling. Close your eyes, as if you could feel that scene. When everyone was intoxicated, the sound of the piano turned and became agitated. At the end, it became like crying, full of despair and sadness.
After a song, the teacher looked at the following students and asked, "write the words according to the tune just now. Give it to me when you're ready."
Then he turned and left.
For a time, everyone began to whisper, and many students didn't even remember the tune just now.
Wang Siyi just closed her eyes and remembered the tune in her mind. The boy beside her drew a staff on a notepad with beating tadpoles. After writing, the boy handed it to Wang Siyi and whispered, "if you don't remember it, look at this!"
Wang Siyi blushed a little and shook her head: "I can't understand the score."
There was a trace of surprise in the boy's eyes, but then it flashed by.
She can't read music, so she hasn't received any professional training. It seems that she really only relied on her innate voice conditions to make a great success in the good voice every day.
But this also makes the boy admire. If she receives professional guidance again, she will become an existence beyond Xiao Yaqi and create a new myth.
Several girls took notebooks to write and draw on them, but they always felt that something was missing in the end.
The boy beside Wang Siyi wrote Korean lyrics, and Wang Siyi couldn't understand it. She didn't have paper and straightness. She could let the melody in her mind and hum out the lyrics.
"That summer, the air was warm, your sweat was covered with my handkerchief, and the women in the next class stamped their feet angrily and ran away. You held my nose and said it didn't matter. One wife and one home, and then the end of time together
Ah, ah
What about the end of time? Where are you? I shouted until my voice was hoarse
Where am I? Your oath has become flying sand in the wind
Without you, there will be no home. Where am I without home?
The last sentence seemed to be telling, revealing a faint sense of despair and a sense of sadness through the sophistication of the people.
The worst match for the words of this song is the feeling that it is like telling a story of ups and downs.
Generally speaking, sad songs are sad and happy songs are happy. However, it is rare to mix several kinds into one, and the lyrics are more difficult to write.
Wang Siyi finished humming the whole song unknowingly. The classroom was suddenly silent. No one expected that she could think of the lyrics so quickly and sing it so in tune with the tune.
The lyrics are not gorgeous enough, but they are perfect with such tunes, as if they were tailored.
The teacher stood at the door, listening to the song sung by Wang Siyi. Her eyes couldn't help getting wet, as if she had sung the thoughts in her heart.
Next, many people handed in their own lyrics. Some of them were gorgeous, but they were surprised by the music style. Some of the lyrics were written in ancient times, but they felt some deep girls resenting their daughters. Some of them were written in some ways, but they were better than Wang Siyi. After all, the time was too short, and not everyone could be as talented as Wang Siyi.
The teacher collected them one by one. At last, when Wang Siyi arrived, Wang Siyi had not finished writing. She waited for the boys around her to finish writing. Who made her forget to bring her pen.
The teacher waited patiently for her. After she handed it to the teacher, the teacher smiled: "you are very talented."
Being praised by the teacher, Wang Siyi was naturally very happy, but she was in the limelight on her first day, which made many people jealous.
Accepting the eyes from all directions, Wang Siyi felt uncomfortable all over. On the contrary, Cui Hao showed a kind smile around her, which made her feel warm.
In the past, she has heard people say how dark the entertainment industry is and what is fighting openly and secretly, but Wang Siyi has always been a legend, because such a life is too far away from her, and she has no time to study the authenticity of these messages, but now in such a place, even if it is calm on the surface, But the complex eyes of those people made Wang Siyi feel that she was stared at.
After a long morning, when it was time to get off work, people in twos and threes walked towards the company's restaurant, while Wang Siyi was alone.
When she went to the door of the restaurant, the security guard asked her to show her company's certificate, but Wang Siyi's certificate was still being handled and couldn't be taken out. She was turned away.
At this time, a crisp female voice rang in her ear: "wait."
Wang Siyi subconsciously turned back. The girl was excited when she saw Wang Siyi. Before Wang Siyi could react, she was firmly held in her arms: "read one, is it you? Great, read one..."
There was a faint cry in the voice.
Wang Siyi realized that someone had recognized the wrong person.
The man crying with Wang Siyi in his arms was none other than Zhao Yue.
Five years later, she has become an executive of Han's group, and her other identity is more special, that is Chujiang's girlfriend.
This time I was here on business, but I didn't expect to meet mu nianyi here. I suddenly lost my usual image and became a child.
The surrounding employees looked and whispered.
Wang Siyi felt a strange look, separated the people on her, crossed several black lines behind her head and said, "I'm sorry, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not mu nianyi."
Smelling the speech, the girl looked at the person in front of her, reached out and pinched, looked left and right, looked up and down, and finally stopped on the rose on Wang Siyi's face: "don't think you drew a rose on your face, I don't know you. If you're not Mu nianyi, I'll dig..."
Before she finished, Wang Siyi stopped. She didn't want her to make a poisonous oath: "stop, don't swear. I'm really not mu nianyi. I'm wang Siyi. I'll show you my ID card."
With that, Wang Siyi took out an ID card from her wallet and gave it to Zhao Yue.
Zhao Yue looked and found that Wang Siyi was written on it.
But this is clearly a mu nianyi's face!
Is it really her mistake.
But it's too similar, unless it's mu nianyi's twin sisters.
"You are mu nianyi's sister, aren't you?"
Wang Siyi shook her head: "don't guess. I have nothing to do with her. I know who she is. Isn't she Mu Nan's wife who has disappeared for five years?"
"You even know Mu Nan?" Zhao Yue asked, looking at Wang Siyi in surprise.
Wang Siyi nodded: "everyone who knows mu nianyi will mistakenly recognize her when they see me."
"So, has mu Nan seen you?"
Wang Siyi nodded and didn't want to mention it again. She couldn't get in here anyway. She'd better eat in another place.
Just thinking of leaving, Zhao Yue suddenly grabbed her arm. Wang Siyi looked at her puzzled: "is there anything else?"
"I just think we are quite predestined. We might as well go in and have dinner together."
With that, she couldn't help breaking up and pulling Wang Siyi into the company's restaurant.
There is a private room in this restaurant, which is a separate place for the senior management of the company.
Zhao Yue took her to a private room, pushed the menu on the table and said, "whatever you want to eat."
"I'm stained with mu nianyi's light again." Wang Siyi's lips overflowed with a bitter smile.
According to the woman's keen intuition, Zhao Yue felt that there must be a story on the woman, and it seemed that the story had something to do with her missing friend.
"This is also a kind of fate, isn't it?" Zhao Yue said, lifting the tea kettle made on the table, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Wang Siyi.
She hasn't seen mu nianyi for five years. This time, she met a woman who looks like her. Even if it's not mu nianyi, she also wants to make this friend, even if it's just to comfort herself.
Wang Siyi didn't know why. She didn't have much disgust when she saw this woman. It was really strange that she promised to have dinner together.
Looking at the picture on the menu, he ordered a dish and handed it to Zhao Yue opposite.
Zhao Yue then ordered a table full of dishes. Although she knew that they couldn't finish eating, she wanted to talk to the woman named Wang Siyi about this meal. As for what to talk about, she didn't have any pertinence. Maybe she just wanted to be as homely as a woman.
It was not necessary for her to come to C City on business this time, but she had some small contradictions with Chu Jiang a few days ago. She came to C City in a rage. For five years, she followed him like a small tail behind him for five years, but she couldn't wait for a place. She was sad, but she endured it for this love a lot of times.