number one idol

Chapter 338 New Recording

In front of the community.

Yang Lan tilted her head and smiled slightly, with a flowing charm, full of the temperament of an intellectual big sister.

But who would have thought that this former queen of the theme songs of mainland TV dramas, a big singer who is comparable to a queen, was just an ordinary grassroots worker at the beginning.

In fact, there are many people from the same background as Yang Lan in the music world, who became famous because of their talent and love for music.

For example, Jiao Minghui in the first group, although his strength is not good now, was really popular 20 years ago. He speaks substandard Mandarin, but the charm of singing is fascinating, and others cannot imitate it.

He didn't have any special knowledge of music either. He only had a high school education. After graduation, he worked as a salesman, sold insurance, and set up a street vendor. Later, he saw a recruitment notice for a musical instrument store by chance, and became a musician.

Perhaps it is these rare experiences that make the songs of the older generation of singers always highly recognizable, full of experience, and able to withstand tempering and wind and rain.

I can't tell what's good about it, but it's easy to listen to. Once you open your mouth, it's a memory kill, which resonates with thousands of viewers.

As for the current young singers, they are too immature in comparison.

They may have a bright image, a brilliant personality, and come from an academic school, but they lack the purest energy of the older generation of musicians, and their recognition is too low. The hype of leaving the company is easily forgotten.

Therefore, the music world has been showing a decadent trend in recent years. As the older generation of singers retired, many people gradually fell into the dilemma of having no songs to listen to.

It is also like this that made He Xiao's success.

His appearance comforted many singers of the older generation.

People like Yang Lan and Xie Yan are very optimistic about him. This time Yang Lan is willing to help, in addition to being kind-hearted, it is largely because He Xiao is so attractive and can always surprise people.

"Sister Lan, please drive my car back, or you won't be able to leave." Seeing Yang Lan unbuckle her seat belt, He Xiao hurriedly stopped her.

This is a serious star, not a driver hired by money. He Xiao has arrived home, so he has to think about what to do with Yang Lan.

Seeing Yang Lan smiling at this time, she pointed out the window and said, "It's a coincidence that my community is opposite your house, across the road, so close."

Looking along her fingertips, she saw that there was indeed an old-fashioned residential area across the road, very close to it, separated by a narrow street.

He Xiao couldn't help being stunned, it's just a coincidence that he has always been neighbors with the TV drama queen.

"Okay, then I'll take you back, or I won't be at ease this evening." He came back to his senses, thought for a while and then volunteered.

This is the self-consciousness of a man. When encountering a situation where you need to walk at night, you must take the initiative to send your female friend home.

Yang Lan naturally refused, but He Xiao insisted on sending her off, and seeing that she couldn't refuse, she had no choice but to agree.

The two crossed the road and entered the community. He Xiao casually sent her back to the apartment building, and then stood downstairs until the lights in the living room came on before leaving.

Coming out of the residential area, the breeze blew, He Xiao had a lot of alcohol, and drove his Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road back to the underground garage, and then dragged his tired body back home.

Although Yang Lan is a reverse growth person, she looks as sexy in her 40s as she is in her early [-]s, but He Xiao doesn't have any special ideas, she just treats her as a respectable senior.

To say that among all the friends in the female circle he has known so far, Zhang Ya may be the only one who has really moved his mind.

The key point is that Zhang Ya is the queen of heaven, and He Xiao doesn't know what the other party is thinking, so he can only hide this little thought in his heart.

As soon as he thought about Zhang Ya, He Xiao couldn't sit still, lying on the bed tossing and turning, it was difficult to fall asleep.

He is only 23 years old this year, it is the age of enthusiasm and hormone secretion, can he have some thoughts about hot girls in his heart?

Looking back, the last time I had a serious relationship with a girl was when I was in high school.

Because he can play the piano and guitar, there are still some female students in school who like him.

It's just that He Xiao was very shy at the time, not very talkative in class, very transparent, and not proactive, so he didn't hug each other like other influential people in school, and he could talk to seven or eight girlfriends in one semester the point.

It's just that the relationship with the tablemate at that time was relatively good, and neither of them pointed out that they were bored for a whole semester. They held hands, hugged, and kissed, but nothing like that.

It's not that He Xiao is incapable. After all, he is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. When the hormone secretion is the most vigorous, he is a group of strong bodies. Usually, when he sees a young lady wearing shorts on the side of the road, he can't wait to stick his head out. There is no problem in specifying the function.

So the fundamental reason why He Xiao didn't have such a thing, in the final analysis, there is only one word, counsel!
Too young, in the middle of high school, not so much fancy, some things just think about it in my heart, and I dare not take action at all.

And this moment of cowardice made him delay for five full years, because after finishing high school, he had no time to think about this matter.

Dropped out of school, went back to my hometown, got a part-time job, went to Beijing, entered the entertainment industry...

In the five years of life, there is not a day that is not hard. His peers enjoy girls and e-sports on the university campus, but he can only hold a broken guitar and sing in the streets and alleys of Yanjing.

Later, when he entered Xingyage Pavilion, He Xiao didn't dare to make trouble, because his hands were too poor, and he didn't even dare to think about such things as a partner. He could only watch helplessly as Xu Yuan, who was in the same dormitory, was bombarded every day.

He Xiao was anxious for a while, but finally endured it.

After all, when a man has no money, he really feels inferior. He doesn't even dare to enter a well-decorated restaurant on the side of the road, let alone fall in love?

When I entered the entertainment industry and was in the period of career struggle, I didn't have time. I didn't dare to think about emotions until I had accumulated some capital in my hands.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ya is a goddess-level figure, and He Xiao has been attracted by her since the first meeting.

It's just that the difference in status between the two was too great at that time, and he didn't even dare to think about it. Such a relationship is destined to be impossible.

But now, He Xiao has gradually caught up with her footsteps, and can even talk on an equal footing, so her little thoughts can't help but become active.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Yaqiao's smile was all in his mind, and he couldn't sleep now.

"Damn it, I, Yanjing Dahe, have always been singing mainly, and feelings are supplemented, talk about a fart love, sleep!"

The more He Xiao thought about it, the more irritable he became, he simply turned over and was about to force himself to sleep.

And for the next period of time, He Xiao would appear on CCTV on time every day, rehearsing songs.

The recording of "Singer" is done every three days, so the time schedule is still very tight.

Coincidentally, the day when the third episode was recorded was also the time when the second episode of "Singer" was broadcast.

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