Low Key Star

  Chapter 108【108】Golden wind and jade dew meet

  Xia Hai learned that Zhang Yang had invited two heirs of Huojiaquan, and he was overjoyed, but he didn't object, and gave him the treatment of reimbursement for travel and lodging and compensation for dancing with his companions.

   This is considered a little preferential treatment, because generally speaking, backup dancers are invited from the local area, and it is impossible to reimburse them for travel and lodging.

   Zhang Yongtai, Zhang Hongkang and his son took the train overnight and arrived in the capital at noon on Sunday. Zhang Yang took advantage of the short break at noon to pick them up, and then took a taxi back to the hotel arranged by the program team.

  The father and son lived in one room, settled down, and went downstairs to have a meal. During the period, some people came to ask Zhang Yang to take a group photo, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

  Zhang Yongtai took advantage of Zhang Yang's opportunity to take a photo with his fans to settle the bill. Naturally, Zhang Yang couldn't give him the money, so he had no choice but to comfort himself that the future would be long and he didn't need to care about this little detail.

Before coming to the training room, Zhang Yang had already explained the situation to Zhang Yongtai and Zhang Hongkang. Zhang Hongkang has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Although Zhang Yongtai has decades of experience, he has never experienced it, and he pretends to be calm on the surface. , I feel a little guilty.

   It was not until the training room that they met with the choreographer, and when they talked about Huojiaquan movements, the two regained some confidence in the field they are most familiar with.

  "Qingming Yushang" was launched last night after the show, and by ten o'clock this morning, the downloads on the three major platforms had exceeded one million.

A song "Sunny Day" may be considered luck, but two consecutive songs have such popularity, which undoubtedly greatly increased Zhang Yang's net worth. In addition, Xia Hai has always attached great importance to him and even favored him. Just a student, but already has a certain "right to speak".

Zhang Yang is not good at stage performance, and it is more important to do his job well, so after politely expressing his request to the choreographer for more "movements" of Huojiaquan, he left first and continued to practice singing .

Zhang Yongtai and the choreographer spent a day roughly designing a set of movements. Zhang Hongkang led eight backup dancers to punch together. Zhang Yang's main task was to sing, and there were some movements, but they were not too difficult, and the purpose was very simple. It is "playing handsome".

  The important task of promoting Huojiaquan naturally falls on Zhang Hongkang.

Zhang Yang practiced urgently for a long time, but he always felt something was wrong, so he asked if he could take a fan, and the choreographer who managed to choreograph the Huojiaquan posture into a dance almost vomited blood, but he had to admit that the idea was good, so Then find a way to modify it.

  The final plan was quickly finalized: Zhang Yang carried out "playing handsome" to the end, and Zhang Hongkang existed as Zhang Yang's "shadow" independently of the eight backup dancers.

  Zhang Hongkang's task remains unchanged, it is still: "Show".

  These frameworks are completed, and it is approaching the end of July, halfway through the summer vacation, and less than ten days away from the recording of the semi-finals on August 7.

   On the last day of July, when the sky was getting dark, Zhang Yang came out from teacher Mei Yingxue's house and saw Lin Yiran's unread message: "I'm in the capital!"

   Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, surprised and delighted, and also a little inexplicably flustered. He collected himself and replied to her: "When will you arrive?"

   After dinner, Lin Yiran replied: "It's time to send you a message."

   Zhang Yang: "It's been so long, why did you go?"

  Lin Yiran: "I want you to take care of [white eyes]"

   Zhang Yang: "[beat][beat][beat]"

  Lin Yiran: "It's eating, my parents, aunt, uncle, uncle and the whole family."

   Zhang Yang: "You still play with your mobile phone when you have dinner with your elders [knocking]"

  Lin Yiran: "Are you unreasonable?"

   Zhang Yang: "I'm just being reasonable."

  Lin Yiran: "I returned the message to you only after I ran out, and you don't appreciate it [left humming]"

   Zhang Yang: "The bathroom?"

  Lin Yiran: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going back."

   Zhang Yang: "Alright, remember to wash your hands."

  Lin Yiran: "[beat][beat][beat][beat]"

  Zhang Yang put down his phone, took a shower, and called his parents.

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yang still has a certain degree of confidence in himself entering the finals, but after all, there are still variables, and he spent a lot of effort on the two songs in the semi-finals, so I really want my parents and sister to come and watch the scene together... How handsome I am!

  The phone was connected quickly, Fang Qianxue said "Hello" and asked, "Are you done practicing?"

   Zhang Yang said: "I've finished training a long time ago, otherwise if I keep practicing, I'll be exhausted. Have you eaten yet?"

   After chatting for a while, Zhang Yang asked his parents when the remedial classes would end. Fang Qianxue didn't answer, but instead asked him what was the matter. Zhang Yang had to talk about the recording of the semi-finals on the 7th, and asked them if they wanted to watch.

  Zhang Yang already knew from Zhang Wei that his parents’ remedial classes would end on the 4th, and he had time to come to Beijing to watch his game. He thought that his parents would agree to it after he proposed it.

   But she didn't expect that after he finished speaking, Fang Qianxue hesitated for a while, but only said, "I'll discuss it with your father", then told him a few words, and hung up the phone.

   Zhang Yang felt a little strange. He didn't understand why his parents were so repulsive to watching a game, and he didn't think that the two elders were still dissatisfied with his participation in the draft?

   Could it be that I am too slow?

  He sent Zhang Wei a message to ask, Zhang Wei was also confused, but still said that as a competent and good sister, she would definitely help persuade her parents.

About half an hour later, Zhang Shouyi called Zhang Yang back, and first asked if there was any ticket, whether it was suitable for them in the past, struggled for a long time, and then said: "That's okay, I think so, isn't the third your birthday, I Prepare with your mother to go there on the 2nd, and postpone the three-day make-up class from the 2nd to the 4th for a few days, and make up when you come back from there."

  Zhang Yang almost forgot about his birthday, but obviously, even if he remembered, at this juncture, it is impossible for him to be free to celebrate his birthday, and it is impossible to delay the training of forty or fifty people because of him alone.

  And he wanted his parents to come over because he wanted them to see his son looking handsome on stage, not to see him tired like a dog every day.

Naturally, Zhang Yang could not say this directly, so Zhang Yang had no choice but to say: "Oh no, it's not a big birthday, but it doesn't matter if it's 18 or 20 years old, and it's about the same if you're 19 years old, you don't have to work so hard, it's still the education of the motherland Career is more important, if you are really sorry, just send me two red envelopes."

   "You said this..."

Zhang Shouyi said "Hey!" again, "It doesn't matter what it is, anyway, I have to go to see your game, anyway, it's only two days ahead of time, you don't care about us, you practice yours, I will go around with your mother and sister visit."

"You don't know the way, and you will lose it when the time comes. I will accompany you for a walk after the game. You don't have to prepare for the final so early. Besides, you have promised to make up lessons. You will make up for them after a few days. Forget it, I can't connect."

  Zhang Shouyi was soft-tempered. After listening to Zhang Yang's talk for a long time, he also felt that it was not good to move the make-up time for students, so he asked his wife's opinion.

  Fang Qianxue was not a stickler at first. Seeing her son insisting, she followed his idea and went to the capital on the 6th, took a day off, and took part in the recording on the 7th. After the recording, she would go shopping around.

   Zhang Yang managed to get his parents over with great difficulty, and spread out on the bed, then remembered that Lin Yiran hadn't responded to the message, picked up his phone to confirm, and indeed he didn't reply, so he spread out on the bed again.

   "咚咚"

   "咚咚"

Someone knocked on the door, Zhang Yang exhaled a long breath, got up to open the door, saw that it was Zhang Hongkang, didn't bother to say anything, turned around and went back to the room, took off his T-shirt, threw himself on the bed with his bare upper body, his limbs were naturally loose in a big shape Open up.

  Although Zhang Yang has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he seldom has such intense training, especially these days continuous singing, learning operas, and rehearsing dances, which are somewhat strenuous. Zhang Hongkang often comes over at night to massage his muscles.

   Zhang Yang was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a few days, he got used to it.

  Zhang Yang was too tired to talk, and Zhang Hongkang was even more silent, so all of a sudden, the room was filled with the sound of muscle slapping.

  Zhang Hongkang's technique is quite sophisticated and very effective, but it is definitely not enjoyable. Zhang Yang no longer feels muscle soreness after practicing for the past two days, but he still hurts when he pinches him.

Zhang Yang was laying on the bed, enduring the "torture" from his senior brother, when the cell phone rang, he stretched out one hand to take it, seeing that it was Lin Yiran's call, he hesitated for a while, and still connected, "Hello".

Zhang Hongkang slowed down the movements of his hands, tried not to slap, kneaded instead, the room was very quiet, and he had excellent hearing, vaguely heard a very nice girl's voice coming from the phone, and said a little funny: "Why? Are you weak?"

   "I'll wait for someone to reply to the message." Zhang Yang dragged the end of his voice like a resentful woman guarding an empty bed alone.

  Lin Yiran said "Oh", his voice seemed a little shy, and asked softly, "Who are you waiting for?"

   "My father, my mother, and my sister."

   "Oh." Short and calm response.

   "Isn't No. 7 the semi-final recording? I wanted them to watch it, but my parents said we need to discuss it..."

"and then?"

   "Then they discussed for half an hour, and they said that the 2nd would come to me, and it happened that the 3rd was my birthday. I managed to persuade them to come back on the 6th."

   "Didn't they reply to you, what are you waiting for?"

   "Uh... how about you guess?"

   "No guessing."

   "Try to guess."

   "No."

   "Well, where do you live?"

"what?"

   "Why not?"

   "Then why are you asking this?"

   "Why not?"

   "Then why are you asking this?"

"Do not…"

   Zhang Yang didn't finish the reading, so he couldn't help laughing. Lin Yiran on the other end of the phone also pursed his lips and said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

   Zhang Yang was still laughing non-stop, she felt a little shy for no reason, so she hummed softly: "I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

   "Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

   Zhang Yang was about to speak, Zhang Hongkang grabbed one of his ankles, and then shook, his whole body was like a hemp rope, with strength from the top of the ankle to the body, and he involuntarily let out a strange cry.

  In the new house that had just been settled, Lin Yiran was holding the swing rope with one hand and holding the mobile phone with the other. When he heard Zhang Yang's weird cry, he blinked and asked strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

"fine."

  Zhang Yang endured the second wave of force, turned his head and glared at Zhang Hongkang, Zhang Hongkang returned a "no way" look, grabbed his other foot, and bumped it twice.

   Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "Senior brother is relaxing my muscles, and he is the one who I can tell you about the true teaching of Huojiaquan."

   "Fur!" Zhang Hongkang corrected behind.

  Lin Yiran heard that there was someone beside Zhang Yang. He was surprised, but a little shy, and asked, "Is it because you are too tired from rehearsal?"

"That's not true. The main reason is that I have been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days these years. Recently, I have to practice every day. The master is afraid that my muscles will be sore and affect my training, so I asked the senior brother to massage me, but in fact, I don't know what to do. It hurts."

   Zhang Yang said in a relaxed tone, "It's not as painful as he pressed me."

  Lin Yiran let out an "oh", reluctant to hang up the phone, but there was someone next to Zhang Yang, and she didn't know what to say.

   Zhang Yang asked, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

   "Visit Mr. Gu, are you going to learn opera tomorrow?"

   "I'll go every other day. If I had known you would go tomorrow, I wouldn't go today."

   Zhang Yang's nonsense is purely casual, to make her happy, because the time is set by Teacher Mei Yingxue, how can he change the time at will.

  Lin still hesitated for a while, pretending to be very casual, and said softly: "It's okay, I should go there often in the future."

   Zhang Yang smiled and said "Oh".

  After a while of silence, Lin still said softly: "Then... it's getting late, so I'll hang up first, and let my senior brother press it for you, then go to bed quickly, and you have to continue practicing tomorrow."

   "Well, you go to bed early too."

   "Well, I hung up the phone and went to sleep."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

   There was another silence on the phone, and then Lin Yiran hung up the phone, Zhang Yang also put down the phone, and turned to stare at Zhang Hongkang.

  Zhang Hongkang looked at him innocently: "I didn't say anything."

  Zhang Yang lay down again and relaxed his body, so Zhang Hongkang started to slap him again, asking strangely while slapping, "Is it Lin Yiran?"

"Um."

   "Is she your girlfriend?"

   "Not yet."

   "Then why did she also call me Senior Brother?"

   "...Practice in advance, otherwise you can learn boxing from a teacher?"

Lin still hung up the phone, and sat on the swing again in a daze, with the corners of his mouth pursed, showing a sweet smile involuntarily, and was about to get up to wash up, when the door of the room slammed "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" very regularly. "It rang three times.

  Su Hui leaned in and saw her daughter sitting on the swing looking at herself, glanced at the mobile phone she was holding, and smiled softly: "It's getting late, it's time to sleep, get up early tomorrow."

   "Got it, sleep now."

"Good night."

   "Good night, Mom."

  Early the next morning, Lin Canghai drove to visit Gu Yutang with his wife and daughter.

Lin Canghai is the descendant of Lin Fu, a famous scholar in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. However, when he was in his father's generation, his family was already in poverty. Lin Canghai has become the third person with real power in Dunhuang, the top Chinese consortium. In the future, he is very likely to be at the helm, self-reliant and strong. In addition, the help of others is also indispensable.

  Wife Su Hui and teacher Gu Yutang are all nobles in his life.

  When he lived in Qingcheng, Lin Canghai would visit here three or two times a year. After being transferred to the capital, he came more frequently, and drove to the foot of the west mountain of the capital with ease.

   Zhang Yang’s previous life’s capital here was the villa area, and this world is the same, but the scale is far smaller than the previous life, because there are many villas left over from the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

  Gu Yutang lived in an old courtyard, and the courtyard door, which was marked by years of wind and rain, had no sign, no link, no word, and no lock. Lin Canghai pushed the door open by himself, and brought his wife and daughter in.

Gu Yutang, who is nearly seventy years old, is sitting under the grape arbor in the courtyard, drinking tea with a small purple sand pot in his hand, and the desk next to him is covered with rice paper. The girl in front of the desk is wearing a snow-white toga, her hair is shawl, her eyes are picturesque, and she holds her sleeves in one hand , holding a pen in one hand, writing.

  The character is Jincao.

  Seeing the three members of the Lin family entering the door, one old and one young turned their heads to look at them at the same time. When Lin Canghai came alone, the old man who never got up stood up to greet him.

  Lin Yiran followed his parents to meet the ceremony, and couldn't help looking at the beautiful girl who was about the same age as him. Lin Canghai and Su Hui couldn't help casting their eyes too.

  The girl smiled sweetly, bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Hi Uncle Lin, Aunt Su, I am a new student accepted by the teacher, just call me Chuchu."

  Gu Yutang, who was still amiable just now, immediately put on a serious face, frowned and reprimanded: "What's so cute, speak well!"

The girl rolled her eyes at the old man, pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, but still bowed to say hello again, and said with a sweet smile: "Hi Uncle Lin, Aunt Su, I am a new student of the teacher, you can call me Yu Ting .”

  Lin Canghai and Su Hui showed surprise at the same time, responded with a smile, and then glanced at Lin Yiran.

  Lin Yiran bowed to the girl who called herself Chu Chu and Yu Ting for a while, and before she could speak, the girl laughed and said, "I know, you are Lin Yiran, I saw you on TV."

   When we met for the first time, this kind of talk was definitely not pleasing, but this girl is very beautiful, and it is very easy to make people feel good. Even if she is a little abrupt, she will never be offensive.

  Gu Yutang greeted Lin Canghai's family to enter the house, and then scolded the girl: "You finish writing here."

"Oh."

  The girl pursed her lips and reluctantly responded.

Lin is still not familiar with Gu Yutang's temperament, but he can tell that the old gentleman seems to be strict, but he obviously loves this girl very much, even a little doting, so he can't help looking back at her, seeing that she is also looking at her. When I blinked and smiled, I smiled back.

   Four thousand eight hundred words, can it be counted as two chapters? Remember to vote, I will continue to write the fourth chapter ^o^

  (end of this chapter)