MTL - Low Key Star-Chapter 10 【010】Sound Super League

  Chapter 10【010】Sound Super League

  Mom wants to make croquettes, which takes a lot of time. Fortunately, the fried croquettes can be eaten directly, so I don’t have to worry about being hungry.

While Zhang Yang was listening to the class, he and Zhang Wei would take turns going to the kitchen to steal meatballs from time to time, feeling a long-lost pleasure. Fang Qianxue was impatient with the siblings running around, so she simply filled a bowl and asked them to take it to the living room eat.

   Obviously no stolen incense.

Zhang Shou left class and stayed at school for a meeting. When he came back, it was past six o’clock. Dinner was served quickly. A pot of meatball soup, a serving of scrambled eggs with cowpea, and the leftover pancakes and steamed buns from the morning were the family’s dinner. .

   While eating, someone knocked on the door. Zhang Wei, who was watching TV, opened the door impatiently, and then came back quickly without even saying hello, so the family basically knew who was coming.

  Zhou Fan was born two months earlier than Zhang Yang, and the age gap is not that big, but he was taller and stronger than him since he was a child, and it is still the same when he grows up.

  After graduating from junior high school, Zhang Yang's stature has skyrocketed. By the time he was on the side this semester, he was already 1.82 meters tall. Zhou Fan still held his head steady at 1.86 meters.

   This product looks good, with black eyebrows and bright eyes, tall and handsome, wearing a basketball uniform and carrying a canvas bag on one shoulder. It belongs to the sunny type that is very popular with most girls.

   "Did Auntie croquette?"

Zhou Fan’s mother passed away when he was in junior high school. Since then, he has been running to Zhang Yang’s house more diligently. Before moving out of this community, he often had three meals a day, one meal at school and two meals at Zhang Yang’s house. Sit at the table, "I smelled it at the door, it smells so good."

   "Wash your hands first."

  Fang Qianxue immediately pushed people away, "You're sweating all over, are you playing ball again?"

   "Well, the class basketball game."

  Zhou Fan responded, went to the bathroom to wash his face, Fang Qianxue said again: "Your dishes are in the kitchen."

   Zhou Fan came out after washing his face, went to the kitchen to get his bowl and chopsticks, sat down next to Zhang Yang again, filled the soup with a piece of pancake and started eating, Zhang Yang asked: "You told your dad that I will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon?"

   "That's right, he's drinking tea in the office anyway, and he's still idle when he's idle."

   Zhou Fan replied vaguely, "By the way, why haven't you removed your plaster yet?"

  Zhang Shouyi said: "It cannot be demolished now, and the doctor said that it will take at least another month before it can be demolished."

   "Then you won't be able to play golf all summer?"

   Zhang Yang was quiet and delicate when he was a teenager. Many elders teased him that he was quieter than a girl. In his previous life, he rarely played sports. But in this world, because of Zhou Fan, he was dragged to play basketball and learn martial arts together since he was a child.

  He is now about the same size as he was in high school in his previous life, but he is stronger and muscular. In terms of body size, he is even better than his previous life after three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.

  In terms of appearance, it is not easy for him to attract fans simply by his looks, but talent can definitely support his popularity, and Zhang Yang has always felt that he is the kind of person who is good-looking and attractive.

  Zhang Wei pursed his lips and said: "It's all like this, what else do you want to play? Accidentally lay down in the hospital again."

  Zhang Shouyi was cautious and cautious, a little taboo, hurriedly said: "Hey! You can't talk like that!"

  The brothers and sisters had never seen their father lose their temper with anyone in their memory. They are good people, and they are not afraid of him, but they still respect him very much. Hearing what he said, Zhang Wei stopped talking and concentrated on watching TV.

Zhang Yang drank two bowls of soup, and asked Zhou Fan to serve it when he returned the bowl. Zhang Shouyi said that Zhou Fan could not serve it for you. In the end, he didn't mean to hate his son, but his wife said a few words, and he didn't say a word. .

   Zhang Yang put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said, "Mom, I won't go to school tomorrow, I'll go next Monday."

He was going to the library to look for music books, otherwise he would be harassed by Luoshen all day long. Although his voice was nice, it would still be very boring after a long time. Moreover, the information that words can convey about staves and numbered notations is limited after all, and a lot of knowledge needs to be conveyed. He read and studied by himself.

  Fang Qianxue frowned and said, "Why don't you go?"

   Zhang Yang said: "I just got out of the hospital, I'll take a day off, and on Friday, after a day of class, there will be a weekend, so it's boring."

   "You have been lying in the hospital for so many days, why do you rest?"

Zhang Yang's family is a strict mother and a loving father. Fang Qianxue has always disciplined her children strictly. Not to mention being slack and so on and on.

   Zhang Yang didn't find it annoying, but he didn't want to listen too much, so he agreed to go to class tomorrow and went back to his room directly.

As soon as he sat down at the desk and continued to think about the submission of "Linjiang Fairy", Zhou Fan followed in, closed the door with his backhand, held an orange in his hand, pressed his **** on the table, and asked Zhang Yang while peeling the orange. : "You don't want to go to school, isn't it because of Lin Yiran?"

   "No, I have something to do."

   "What's the matter?"

   Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, "I don't want to tell you."

   "Okay, stop pretending, I don't know you yet."

Zhou Fan put a large piece of orange peel on the table, broke off half of it and gave it to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang waved his hand, and he ate it by himself. I'm here to help you..."

   "Help your sister!"

Mentioning Zhang Yang made me angry, Zhou Fan didn't realize what the words meant for a while, he was stunned for a moment before he vaguely realized that it should be a curse, and continued: "I'm trying to use public opinion to help you build momentum, right? It turned out to be self-defeating, and it became a joke... It’s okay, okay, can I admit my mistake? Hey, give you oranges?”

"eat by yourself!"

  Zhou Fan had no choice but to stuff it into his mouth again, and said: "I really called Lin Yiran several times, and asked her to go to the hospital with us to see you, but she refused, and there was nothing I could do about it."

   Zhang Yang looked at the pig teammate speechlessly, "You told her to visit me in the hospital, do you think she will go?"

   "It's a bit difficult, but as long as you go, people will definitely think that you two are having fun, and no one will laugh at you anymore. Maybe someone will see that this method is effective and learn how to jump stairs from you."

Zhou Fan is still immersed in his own logic, but he doesn't want to think about the joke of "refused to confess his confession by jumping the stairs to commit suicide" spread all over the city, even Zhang Wei has heard about it. There is a ghost.

Zhang Yang didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Fan probably finally realized what kind of consequences and price Lin Yiran would have to bear in going to the hospital to see Zhang Yang, and said, "Okay, it's really unrealistic for her to go to the hospital to see you, but you two had such a good relationship before, she Not even making a phone call, and not caring about it, is it a bit too much?"

  Zhang Yang recalled that Lin Yiran seemed to have actually called, and more than once, but he had just experienced Su Hui at that time, and he was in a daze. How could he answer the phone?

   "She did call, but I hung up."

   "Tch."

  Zhou Fan snorted, "Okay, are you still hanging up on her phone? I don't know you yet. If she calls, even if the phone falls in the toilet, you can pick it up and put it directly on your face to answer the phone."

   Zhang Yang: "..."

  He said angrily: "Can you say something more disgusting?"

  Zhou Fan thought for a while, "It's a bit difficult. If you think it's not disgusting enough, just imagine that kind of picture. Is Lin Yiran's voice still so nice..."

   Zhang Yang slapped him on the head, "Shut up!"

  Zhou Fan didn't care, and asked again: "Have you reviewed in the hospital? The final exam will be next week."

"No."

   "You are quite calm."

The orange is not big, Zhou Fan stuffed the last two petals into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Next year, I will be in the third year of high school. This year's final exam is very important. This is not ten years ago. It doesn't matter how bad it was before. The college entrance examination determines life and death, and the usual results are the basis for applying for the exam, so don't lose Jingzhou carelessly."

  Zhang Yang sighed, "I know, you should put more thought into it. Your dad asked me to take the exam today so that he can scold you for it."

Zhou Fan was also a little worried, "I can't help it, I'm not material for studying, if the students of Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School can't even get into a key university by then, they won't be laughed at to death... Forget it, I'll go back first, tomorrow See you at school."

Zhang Yang didn't intend to send him off, Zhou Fan walked to the door, turned around again, and said, "I'll list your name in the bench for the basketball game, otherwise you may not have enough extracurricular points this semester, so I wrote about participating in training later, but because of a sudden It’s okay to be hospitalized and not play.”

"understood."

After Zhou Fan left, Zhang Yang thought for a while, found the notebook he brought with him in the hospital, found the language notes, opened a page, and pretended to write some scattered words and sentences such as "Rolling Yangtze River", "Ancient and Modern Events", "Spray", "Laughing", etc. , Forge idea notes.

And thought: "Looking back, you can say that you have been thinking about it, but you have not been able to write it. Later, you thought about it day by day, and dreamed about it at night. This poem was composed in the dream, so I got up in the middle of the night and wrote it down...or the novel will also be written down. This statement?"

  Without a computer, Zhang Yang didn’t plan to write by hand anymore, so he continued to deduce and plan the follow-up arrangements.

During the period, I went to the toilet, but I saw my parents and sister were still watching TV in the living room. There was a young girl singing in the picture. White fog effect with carbon dioxide.

   Zhang Yang's eyeballs almost popped out. Although he didn't recognize anyone on the TV, the scene was so familiar.

  However, he thought about how to get familiar with it, but he couldn't think of it for a long time. He shivered in front of the toilet and asked Luoshen: "Did that show happen in a previous life, otherwise how would I feel familiar?"

no respond.

  Zhang Yang washed his hands and went out of the bathroom, asked again, and soon heard the familiar crisp and sweet voice, said lightly: "The draft is not just those few tricks, it's not surprising that there are similarities."

   Zhang Yang is relieved, as long as there is no peeping.

  He sat down in front of the sofa and asked Zhang Wei: "What kind of show is this?"

  Zhang Wei replied without turning his head: "Sound Super League, it's pretty good... Oh, it started broadcasting after you were hospitalized. Mom, watch it, I just said it sounds good."

Zhang Yang once learned about the development of the entertainment circle in his previous life because of writing novels. It seems that at this time in the previous life, Yang Yuying was very popular, and the mainland began to implement the contract system, and the world has begun to draft talent. It seems that even if there are policy constraints, economic development still promotes entertainment. industry progress.

   But smartphones have appeared, and this is not a surprise.

He quickly figured out the audition system. All five instructors turned their backs to the students. When they heard the sound they liked, they pressed the button in front of them and turned around if they were satisfied. If two or more instructors appeared, choose one Students, students have the right to choose a mentor.

  Because the face cannot be seen, fairness can be guaranteed to the greatest extent possible.

   "In fact, sometimes absolute fairness is actually unfair."

  Zhang Yang secretly complained to Luoshen, "For example, for me, the mentors can't see the face, so my biggest advantage is gone, right?"

"Ha ha."

  (end of this chapter)