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Long Ji was 17 years old this year.He accompanied his friend in Beichen for the auduition but he was pulled in by the staffs and said that he passed on the spot.

When the judges asked, he realized that he didn’t even get the registration form, and temporarily took a blank form to cover all four chapters.

In this case, he told Huo Jian as a joke, but his tone was very natural, not like he was showing it.

“I am an art student, and I wanted to go abroad to study acting. It would be nice if I can study abroad.”

Huo Jian went to the next office with him to register his name, and found that he didn’t even bring a backpack.

“You won’t sleep here tonight?”

“I don’t plan to stay here for dinner,” Long Ji shook his head: “My driver will come and pick me up,do you want to come?”

“Nope,” Huo Jian paused and said, “What do you think… is tomorrow’s test?”

“I can guess the topic for the day after tomorrow.” Long Ji adjusted his hair against the glass wall, as if chatting: “Dance, vocal music, performance, all three.”

Dance requires enough physical strength as a basic support, and running five kilometers is just an appetizer.

Huo Jian reads books in his spare time, and has not heard of these things before.

“And performances?”

“Well, it’s not enough to sing and dance alone.” Long Ji looked at him sideways, teaching like a pro: “You still have to be contagious, so that everyone on stage can enjoy the show.”

“Where did you learn these?”

“Learn…” Long Ji thought for a while: “When I go to concerts and sit in the front row.”

After talking for awhile, his friend finally finished jumping, handed over the work and ran out while greeting him.

Huo Jian walked back to the training hall after saying goodbye to them, and found the staff to borrow a rope to jump until six in the evening, and then followed the crowd to the cafeteria.

He quietly ate three bowl of rice.

The next day there were only 300 people on the field, the screening was effective.

Most people couldn’t finish it because of the lack of physical strength or think its too boring and too long, some even took until 5:30 to finish the task

The new examiner is also a teaching assistant. After a brief introduction, he opened the six high-definition LCD screens on the training ground. The contents on the left and right sides are different.

On the left is a staff, on the right is playing audio.

” You can choose which type of test you want to do.” The assistant teacher stood on the high platform with a strong and powerful voice: “Select the left side, memorize the scores and write them. You can leave if you got 95% accuracy-but you can only write silently once .”

“Choose the right side, and find out the frequency band of one pitch from the 100 audios, you can go as well.”

“You have limited time until three o’clock in the afternoon,if you don’t submit then you will go home”

The preparatory trainees began to disperse.

Huo Jian stood in the middle, not seeing the little red hair and mp4 youths yesterday, knowing that they had been brushed off.

He went to the right first.

A group of people had squatted beside the speaker, listening with their ears upright.

Audio is not a piece of music, it is a meaningless buzz.

“This is the absolute sound test,” someone murmured, “let me go to the left.”

A few nodded next to each other, and followed him to withdraw.

Huo Jian did not find a pattern after listening for a while, and turned to the left.

When he heard the word “remember”, he was already relieved. He came to the right with pure curiosity and wanted to see the question.

A lot of people were surrounded by the screen on the left, chatting loudly.

“This is k330, Mozart’s first movement in c major!”

“Fuck, I haven’t learned that piece yet!”

There are also people who are very amateurs, and doesn’t know what to do.

“Dude teach me, how to recognize these staffs? Which line is shaking?”

“You sing a song without learning the music notation, just stay there!”

“Hey, you can’t sing without knowing the little tadpoles.”

Huo Jian stood on the outer edge and looked at the score again. He had an image in his heart like a copier.

He was not in a hurry to hand in the papers, and continued to observe how different people answered the questions.

Some people did not study music theory. They were just sleeping in highschool and middle scool music class. At this time, they took pictures with their mobile phones and began to count the position and number of notes.

There are also a few who grew up from elementary school music. At this time, they started to hum melody unmanned. They sang to the score twice and determined the details in their hearts. Then they turned to the teaching assistant to ask for a blank score.

Long Ji was almost late today, and he was still teaching his friends how to write music.

He saw Huo Jian from a distance, and waved with a smile.

Huo Jian smiled back, looked at the big screen again, and carried the bag to the answering area.

“You can hum, but keep your voice low, don’t quarrel with the people next to you.” Several staff members patrolled the table like a proctor: “Don’t use your mobile phone to check now, here the camera is clear.”

Huo Jian led the staff, looking at the book a little strange.

He used to do provincial examination papers and national competition papers, but he did not answer the questions on the staff.

The teenager was in a daze for a while, thinking that his life has started to run away like a wild dog, and decided to just use the staff.

He opened his eyes, and the four pictures he saw just now were tiled and enlarged in front of him, and the position of each note was very clear.

It’s okay to just fill it in, it’s not difficult.

So when it comes to submission, he is the eleventh.

“Full score,” the assistant teacher raised a smile. He asked casually, “How many years have you studied piano? Your basic skills are god you weren’t even humming while answering.”

“Never learned.” Huo Jian said the truth.

“Never learned? Are you kidding?!”

Huo Jian was about to speak, and saw Long Ji sitting in the distance waving his hand, drinking freshly squeezed juice with his legs raised.

“That kid is the first one again,” the assistant coach said in a small voice: “At first glance, you can tell he’s rich, and the watches he wears are all Chopard.”

…Isn’t Chopard a pianist?

He gave a short answer and walked over after signing.

“You’re finished quick,” Long Ji smiled and handed him a bottle of mango juice with a bright smile: “Freshly squeezed, try it.”

Huo Jian is not good at coping with this kind of natural acquaintance, but still drinks it obediently.

While he was growing up, he had an instinctive desire for oil and sugar.

“My friend is estimated to be eliminated this round and he’s crying now.” Long Ji yawned: “Today’s examination is singing, it must be a performance tomorrow.”

Huo Jian held the mango juice and rubbed his fingertips against the smooth glass bottle.

“You… intend to be an idol?”

The TV at his home had been broken for several years, and he was a bit at a loss when saying the word.

“I want to try it, it sounds fun.” Long Ji said: “If you fail, you can take the TOEFL test. It’s nothing.”

“If you haven’t learned acting, I will teach you a very useful method.” The teenager approached him and lowered his voice: “Must find a most memorable memory, and then empathize.”

Huo Jian didn’t expect him to take the initiative to help himself, and he confirmed the details: “Any memory is fine?”

“Yes, you think in your mind, people outside will not know.” Long Ji smiled and said: “It’s guaranteed to be useful.”

The little master disappeared at noon, and did not return to the dormitory at night. Presumably it was because of the conditions here.

Huo Jian couldn’t hold it back. And added an extra apple for dinner. His stomach was about to sing hymns from hunger.

When they gathered fr the third day only 80 trainees were left.

Yesterday there was a crying child in the training ground and even the cleaning staff were bothered.

Huo Jian didn’t sleep well at night, and the two people of the upper bunkers chatted until one o’clock in the morning.

For a while, it was said that someone had an accuracy rate of just 94%, and he wished to kneel down and ask for help.

After a while chatting about someone cheating in a group, the staff took the mop and banged it out.

The verbal abuse continued, and all the dialects from various regions came out.

“Today is the third day and the last round of screening.”

Aya wore a neat black short dress with a beautiful waistline like a cheetah.

“The content of the assessment is performance, and the topic is very simple.”

“Give you a song, you need to cry before finishing the song.”

She paused for a moment, saw the silence below, and added: “There are fifty places in total, first come first served, who will come?”

Long Ji first raised his hand: “I.”

Everyone was already used to this top student and silently gave way.

Huo Jian watched Long Ji walk generously onto the stage and heard someone scream behind him.

“Wealthy people are amazing, didn’t they just ask the teacher to make up the lesson.”

Unexpectedly played perfectly.

Aya was very impressed by the reserve student, and after finishing his achievements in the roster, he asked, “Who is next?”

Huo Jian raised his hand.

In the third round, there is no need to hide anything for this kind of problem.

He took the microphone and pointed to the song machine that Mei Heng’s “Why Not Forget” that was sung during the previous interview.

Then the regular prelude sounded without even symbolic shaking.

When the first line of lyrics lit up on the screen, his tears rolled out, and the two lines dripped straight down, as if he had already prepared.

If he had not checked the backpack pocket of the preparatory student in advance, Aya would had suspected that he had something to cry.

She froze for a long time, and raised her hand to turn off the accompaniment.

“You… have a deep affection for this song?”

Huo Jian wiped away his tears, confirmed that the score was registered and went out, went straight to the bathroom to wash his face.

The young man in the mirror looked indifferently, and the drops of water on the tip of his nose and cheeks dropped down.

He wiped his face clean and did not leave for a while.

Not deeply affectionate. As long as he lowered his head, he could cry out without awakening any feelings.

His Father started drinking alcohol four years ago, and if he drinks too much, he will hit people.

The police had also been there, but after several attempts, it was useless.

The man lived like a dog in the eyes of outsiders, and he especially liked to watch people cry when he returned home.

At first, he stopped crying until her mother cried. When his mother died in a car accident, his father began to beat him on the hanger.

He had nowhere to go while writi9ng his homework. He gradually cried more and more proficiently. At the end, he had no feelingsHe cried and waited until the man left him. He wiped his face and continued to read.

There was no one in the bathroom, only the sound of running water.

“Huo Jian.” He looked up at himself in the mirror and called out for his mother.

He heard that when I was born, my grandfather insisted on naming him huo, hoping that he would burn like a fire.

Mother’s face was full of shame when she talked about it.

“You were born in such a home, destined to suffer a lot.”

“I named you Blade because you have a sharp edge.”

“You have to sharpen your edge before you can live alone.”

“Huo Jian.”

He looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes cold.

“This is the last time you cry.”

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