Chapter 12 - Sincere "brain fans"

　"Mr. Yang, do you simply admire my talent, or just look at my face and want to sleep with me?"

　　Hearing this, Yang Jue got stuck, and Yang Anyu, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help staring his eyes wide. The amount of information was a little bit larger. what!

　　"Hey, what are you doing at the door? Why don't you go in?" At this moment, the voice of a waiter's brother suddenly sounded, and Yang Anyu was immediately taken aback.

　　The dialogue between Yang Jue and Qin Nuoxi was also interrupted.

　　In Current Bar, Qin Nuoxi was performing on stage. After Yang Jue listened quietly for more than ten minutes, he pulled Yang Anyu to a corner.

　　After the brothers sat down, the waiter also brought drinks.

　　Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, especially when Yang Jue still had a gloomy face, the waiter hurried away after smiling lightly, where he dared to disturb him more.

　　"Yang Anyu, how much did you overheard just now?" Yang Jue didn't like to whistle around and said straightforwardly.

　　"I didn't hear clearly."

　　Yang Anyu lowered his eyes slightly. It turned out that his elder brother Yang Jue also liked men, and hearing Qin Nuoxi's tone just now, did he think Yang Jue planned to raise him?

　　The sharp-eyed Yang Jue obviously didn't believe it. He glared at Yang Anyu: "No matter what you hear, forget it all."

　　Yang Anyu nodded and suddenly said: "Brother, you shouldn't force Nuoxi?"

　　Many There may be a Mr. Gold Lord behind the stars. Although this kind of thing is more common, he always feels that Yang Jue will not force Qin Nuoxi or something. Although this brother is sometimes grumpy, he should not be that kind of person.

　　Yang Jue was visibly taken aback and pursed his lips: "Of course. But Yang Anyu, you don't need to deal with my personal affairs in the future. On the Voice of Tomorrow, who allowed you to go to the audition?"

　　"I..."

　　Yang Anyu choked. Live, sure enough, Yang Jue couldn't hide this for long.

　　"You don't need to explain, I don't want to listen, and there is no need to listen." Yang Jue waved his hand, his tone was very impatient, "Anyway, you just quit the game."

　　"..." Yang Anyu pouted, Yang Jue was still the "cruel and ruthless" "My brother, and he's becoming more and more authoritarian.

　　"If I don't quit, will I insist on standing on the stage of the

　　semi-finals ?" Yang Jue sneered: "Heh, Yang Anyu, do you want to be a star?"

　　Yang Anyu did not answer, he thought of Yi the first time. Chen Yan.

　　Yang Jue only regarded him as acquiescence, and smiled ironically: "Then what strength do you have? I know you can dance. I heard that you have learned martial arts before, but your singing skills are too bad, and your acting skills are even worse."

　　Yang Anyu Squeezed his palms: "You are right,

　　but— " "Don't be'but'! Yang Anyu, you are the illegitimate son of your father, and now you can enter the Yang family to be the so-called young master, but it is what he treated your mother. Guilt. If my dad is still alive, he will definitely spoil you, holding your straw bag all the way, and he is willing to spend any money."

　　Yang Jue did not hide the mockery in the words, took a sip from the wine glass, and continued. said, "but, Dad and I are not the same, after he is gone, although the company is now managed by me, they can be big Boer Shu those who have been staring at me, I covet this place, wish me what happened."

　　said As he spoke, his emotions came up, and he drank all the drinks left in the glass.

　　Yang Anyu remained silent: "..." After

　　Yang's father Yang Peng died of a heart attack, the newly appointed Yang Jue was indeed facing a lot of pressure, and many eyes were staring at him. This manager Yang looks young, promising and beautiful on the surface, but in fact there are various contradictions hidden in the Yang family, and his uncles are all eyeing him.

　　"Yang Anyu, in my eyes, you are a bastard with no hair, so I won't let you be embarrassed!" In a

　　blink of an eye, Yang Jue was drinking another glass of wine.

　　It seems that his brother Yang Jue is truly heartbroken. Unlike the original owner, Yang Anyu does not quarrel with Yang Jue, and quarreling with some drunk people is even more unwise.

　　Although he didn't have much ambitions and wanted to win the championship, he still didn't want to give up. He had to try again. Yang Anyu was thinking about how to intercede with Yang Jue. Suddenly, Qin Nuoxi took the initiative to walk over.

　　The lyrical singing ceased, rock music rang again, and the stage was replaced by a few sexy girls, who twisted their bodies with the music, but Qin Nuoxi slowly walked towards the slightly drunken Yang Jue.

　　"If you have to force Yang Anyu to withdraw from the competition, then even if I have a chance in the future, I will not enter

　　Shanghuan ." This sentence seems not salty, but Qin Nuoxi's eyes are very decisive, Yang Jue suddenly No drunkenness, and instantly awake.

　　"Qin Nuoxi, you?"

　　Yang Jue looked at Qin Nuoxi blankly. He had always refused before, but today it seemed that there was a sudden turn for the better.

　　Is he interceding for himself? Yang Anyu stared at Qin Nuoxi, feeling grateful again.

　　"It's getting late, I'll get off work soon, Mr. Yang should go back to rest earlier." Qin Nuoxi said politely, his gaze did not stay too much with Yang Jue, and soon turned to Yang Anyu, "As for You, my new apprentice, be obedient in the future."

　　"Yeah." Yang Anyu nodded heavily.

　　For the next re-election, Yang Anyu still has a good class in school on normal working days, but once there is a break, he and Guo Lixu make an appointment to sing and practice dance together.

　　Yang Anyu is good at dancing, but he has to be grateful to the original owner. This body has too much memory about dance, and the large amount of practice accumulated in the previous years allows Yang Anyu to quickly learn new dance steps, and he himself has a good grasp of rhythm.

　　In the dance hall, the two would often jump into sweat, and finally sit on the ground. In the process of dancing, Yang Anyu effortlessly stretched his legs, splits, and lower waist, and he was still smiling.

　　Yang Anyu's body flexibility is so good!

　　Because they were not in the same class, and they had not taken a body class together before, Guo Lixu was completely shocked. He only felt that Yang Anyu was a "mollusk". However, although Yang Anyu's body was soft, his dance movements were clean and powerful.

　　But when it comes to singing, Yang Anyu fell into a mysterious silence.

　　Fortunately, Yang Anyu hooked up with Qin Nuoxi, and he invited this "Mr. Qin" to come and practice together and guide himself by the way.

　　Qin Nuoxi was a casual person, and he got along well with Yang Anyu and Guo Lixu. Once they were born and secondly familiar, the three of them gradually became familiar.

　　At Clear World College, the three of them found an unmanned music classroom to practice.

　　After listening to a song by Yang Anyu, Qin Nuoxi clapped her hands and affirmed: "Xiaoyu, you have a good voice, you have a clear bite, accurate accent, and a high degree of voice recognition."

　　"But you are here. The song processing method lacks skill, and the singing skills are also..." Qin Nuoxi said helplessly, many words are self-evident.

　　"It sucks." Yang Anyu smiled bitterly. He was quite self-aware about this.

　　Guo Lixu was taken aback, just about to open his mouth to comfort, but Qin Nuoxi raised the corner of his eyes and suddenly smiled and said, "But you are very sincere."

　　Yang Anyu was dumbfounded.

　　"You are singing with your heart." Without a hint of joking, Qin Nuo said solemnly, "Xiao Yu, you do have a lot of shortcomings, but as long as you continue to sing so hard, you will definitely improve and you will surely impress more and more in the future. The more people there are."

　　The stunned Yang Anyu finally came back to his senses, he showed a big smile, and then took Qin Nuoxi's hand and jumped up and down: "Nuoxi, is this your truth? ? I ... I'm so happy, I had so much ah, ha ha. "

　　Qin Nuoxi:" ... "

　　side of Guoli Xu could not help but Tucao said:" Hey, Yang Anyu, your tail stuck up, ah. "

　　and A day later, Guo Lixu frowned when he saw that Yang Anyu was practicing Yi Chenyan's song again.

　　"Do you want to change the song? Don't just stare at the song of Senior Yi, you should find a song that suits you better."

　　Yi Chenyan is a subwoofer, and Yang Anyu's voice is clear and bright, so many of his songs Not suitable for Yang Anyu. During the audition, if Yang Anyu hadn't sang "Silent Time", his situation might be better.

　　Yang Anyu shook his head: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm just trying this draft. I have always been mentally prepared to be eliminated, but I want to work hard to sing his song."

　　"You brainless fan!" Guo Lixu is impatient.

　　Yang Anyu did not refute, he smiled off: "But I want to be eliminated honorably, and try to let the judges listen to me to sing a song completely!"

　　Guo Lixu: "..."

　　Qin Nuoxi curled his lips, but I think Yang Anyu is getting more and more interesting.

　　"Xiao Yu, you can choose a dance song, then adapt it a bit and add some new moves. If you are good at dancing, then use dance to add points." Qin Nuoxi suggested.

　　Guo Lixu nodded in agreement.

　　At the beginning, Yi Chenyan was positioned as an all-round singer, and dance music was also included in his early albums, but there was a certain sense of age, and new elements in line with the trend must be added. Such a fusion is also innovative.

　　Yang Anyu touched his chin for a moment, and then suddenly a new idea popped up in his heart, and then nodded again and again: "Well, thank you."

　　Two weeks passed . In the middle of the night, Yi Chenyan rushed home from City C.

　　He did not ask Li Ye to notify Yang Anyu in advance, so Yang Anyu did not know. Taking off his jacket, when Yi Chenyan walked to the living room, he found that there was still light in Yang Anyu's room. Although the light was faint, it still came out from the crack in the door.

　　Unlike Yi Chenyan, Yang Anyu doesn't have the habit of locking the door, because he is often the only one living in the house, so the door is vacant.

　　Walking gently to the door of Yang Anyu's room, Yi Chenyan hesitated, but after thinking about it, he gently opened the door.

　　In the room, Yang Anyu lit the lamp, but fell asleep on the desk.

　　With a helpless sigh, Yi Chenyan approached and saw that besides the usual class books, there were also a few painted papers on the desk, with music scores on them, and some key points of dance movements.

　　And this young master is still listening to music with headphones, but he has already fallen asleep deeply.

　　There was not much battery power left in the phone, so I didn't want to disturb Yang Anyu. Yi Chenyan carefully took off Yang Anyu's earphones. He wanted to tidy them up and put them aside. But the moment he saw the song's name, his eyes fell. Shrunk.

　　This is... his song.

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