Chapter 148 Feifei Is so Nice, Comrade Xiao Gao Is so Cute

Xu Chen walked out with the princess, Na Ying, and Han Hong, and glanced across the studio.

Good guy, a mainland singer is choosing a martial arts leader.

Needless to say, the studio is just like a singing competition arena. The mainland singers scattered in small and small groups in the studio are heroes from all walks of life.

Heroes from all walks of life gathered here today to convene a demon-slaying convention in the Mainland music scene to eradicate the scum in the Mainland music scene.

Xu Chen straightened his back, he was really singing, these people were pretending to sing, there was no way he was the scum in the singing world!

"Uncle Junior's situation is not good. Song Lazi and Li Changhe are here, oh, Xiao Liu Huan is here too, Han Lei, Tu Honggang..." The boy's legs were trembling, and his heart was filled with panic.

She speaks openly and offends people, but compared to Xu Chen, she can be said to have a wide range of good relationships in the mainland music scene.

Most of the people in the Mainland music industry stared at Xu Chen.

Naying held back her face and said: "Uncle, if you can't sing well today and lose your face in front of the people of the whole country, you will be completely disgraced in the mainland music scene first, or you should withdraw."

Naying's mouth told the truth, and Xu Chen glared angrily.

"Little Master/Teacher Xu..."

The first words of the "Chen King Sect" protectors Tu Honggang on the left and Liu Huan on the right when they saw Xu Chen were: "Uncle Master/Teacher Xu, do you really want to sing on the Spring Festival Gala?"

It’s not like there are no real singers in the Spring Festival Gala. Song Lazi and Li Changhe have both done so.

The two of them didn't doubt Xu Chen's ability. That's right. Xu Chen sang for real while other singers in the Spring Festival Gala lip-synced. If this was exposed...

Liu Huan and Tu Honggang shuddered, Xu Chen's remaining good fortune in the mainland music scene was all gone.

"Brother Liu, Lao Tu, I understand what you mean, I don't want to lip-sync." Xu Chen said how noble it is to really sing, but how despicable it is to lip-sync.

He simply doesn't want to lip-sync, he just doesn't want to offend the mainland music scene. He, the Chinese pop king, is afraid of offending the mainland music scene. To put it bluntly, he is the mainland music scene.

"Princess, do you really want to sing?" Xu Chen suddenly thought of the concubine. He was doing whatever he wanted, but the princess was innocent and could not pay for him.

"If you want to sing real, I will sing real with you. If you want to lip-sync, I will lip-sync with you." The princess was cold and arrogant.

She never cared about the so-called music world or not, nor did she care about other people's opinions.

She and Xu Chen appeared side by side, and many people in the mainland music industry looked jokingly. After all, the princess had just divorced and had a child. Her ex was an extraordinary person in the music industry.

The princess stared at Xu Chen's hand, thought for a moment, and then decisively held Xu Chen's little white hand, interlocking their fingers.

Naying, Tu Honggang, and Liu Huan grinned.

Tu Honggang's eyes wandered, he coughed and said, "Haha, the light bulb in the studio is really bright."

Naying and Liu Huan stared at him, while Tu Honggang smiled awkwardly and stared at the microphone.

"Sister Fei, let's go over." Xu Chen smiled with a smile on his lips. The cold queen is very cute. The more you question her, the more you want to love each other generously. I like the way you can't stand it and can't help it.

"Comrade Xiao Xu, who are you and the princess?" Meng Xin was speechless. Working together on "Legend" was really a love affair between the two of you.

No wonder Xu Chen's lyrics are so affectionate.

"Director Meng, the princess and I are ready." Xu Chen looked up. The stage in the studio was the 98 Spring Festival Gala stage.

The lip-syncing video is actually the Spring Festival Gala without an audience. The lighting and sound are all official Spring Festival Gala performances.

"Just be ready, Comrade Xiao Xu, I'm looking forward to you and the princess's "Legend"." Director Meng Xin, a lesbian, stared at the interlocked hands of Xu Chen and the princess.

Not singing, it’s really a wedding celebration.

Especially the princess. Meng Xin asked the princess to sing "Meet in 1998", but the princess refused very ruthlessly. She was very naughty, stubborn and difficult to get along with.

Now standing quietly next to Xu Chen with a cold expression, Meng Xin always felt that the princess was in a good mood.

Meng Xin, the general director of the Spring Festival Gala, said a few words on the intercom.

"Snapped!"

The lights in the studio instantly went out, and for a moment, soft blue light and brilliant purple light intertwined, and the beautiful Spring Festival Gala stage was immersed in the beautiful light.

Xu Chen and the princess looked at each other, took a deep look, and walked onto the stage holding hands.

The prelude of "Legend" sounded, and the trickling stream flowed on the bluestones of the valley, misty and ups and downs, and the major and minor chords alternated lazily.

The princess clasped Xu Chen tightly with her five fingers, slowly closed her eyes, and let Xu Chen lead her forward, while she held the microphone tightly and hummed lazily and distantly.

The princess's singing is very stylish, with almost no techniques that are too noisy or too complicated. The pure, delicate and clear voice, obviously simple humming, touches people's hearts.

She liked the song "Legend" very much, and Xu Chen liked it very much, but when she sang out her sincere love, her voice was restrained and cautious.

She was afraid of being greedy for pleasure, and she was afraid that good dreams would easily wake people up and disperse them. She hummed softly: "I just took one more look at you in the crowd."

"I can never forget your face again."

The Wang-style singing voice is lazy and distant, and the words are articulate and melodious.

Xu Chen's palms were warm, and he was lying in the princess's clear music. He sang softly in his throat: "I dream that one day we will meet each other."

"From then on, I started to miss him alone."

Soft blue light and gentle purple light covered Xu Chen and the princess with gauze. They held hands and looked at each other, and there was an ugly monster in the world.

"Ah, my eyes." Naying stared, looking like she was about to die.

Especially when I think about the indifferent, cold and proud look of the princess, a dead woman, compared to the way she is staring at Xu Chen at the moment.

Naying just wanted to slap her twice. This is all you can do in this life. After five years of being best friends, it was a mistake.

"The princess is truly worthy of her reputation for becoming a queen. She is the only one in the country with her switching between reality and reality, magnetic, sandy, delicate and ethereal singing voice."

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Those who can sing at the Spring Festival Gala are all from the top ranks of the music industry. Ordinary singers look up to the top leaders. Liu Huan gave the most pertinent evaluation.

"The young master's experience is a little immature compared to the princess, but with his voice, I'm afraid God will stuff food into his mouth." Liu Huan was a little jealous.

Xu Chen's voice condition is very good. His bass is deep, his treble is steady, and his vibrato, frustration, pharynx, and breath are all things that other singers can't achieve through hard training.

Xu Chen has a voice when he opens his mouth. The most annoying thing is that Xu Chen has a perfect voice given by God. It's like learning "The Stars Move". He can perfectly imitate any singer's singing style.

Xu Chen and the princess sang together like birds flying together. The princess dragged him, but did not press him, but gently hugged him. Xu Chen sprinted unscrupulously in the princess's moist and soft voice, just like Changshan Zhao Zilong, how could he The word "Meng" is amazing.

"..." Tu Honggang glared, "Xiao Liu, you are such a genius. You found a new way and summed it up very well."

Xu Chen and the princess sang an affectionate duet.

There was no distracting sound in the studio. The singing was indeed good, the lyrics were good, and the music was good. The soulful music and the duet of the infatuated man and woman were performed by Xu Chen and the princess.

People can't help but think of poor old Dou. Look how happy your wife is now.

"Did Xu Chen compose this song himself? It's just a seed of infatuation." Song Lazi saw Xu Chen singing for the first time.

Young people are making waves in the mainland music scene. Although academics like them are not affected, curiosity is inevitable.

Song Lazi smiled and stared at Xu Chen and the princess, staring at their hands, and said in her heart: "No shame or shame."

"Comrade Xiao Xu's creative talent is indeed amazing. Last time I watched him write a song in ten minutes, I felt that I was old." Li Changhe sighed.

Xu Chen's growth frightened him. The last time he met Xu Chen, he was just a rising mainland singer. This time he met Xu Chen, who was the king of Chinese pop.

He always felt that Xu Chen lived in heaven, one day in heaven and one year underground. He did what he did in one day in heaven and one year below.

"It's "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" by your little apprentice. This song is really good." Song Lazi's eyes flashed.

Xu Chen's lyrics and music are unparalleled, and the mainland is frightened by the news. Song Lazi has many representative works, but no one dislikes the fact that he has many works.

If possible, she hopes Xu Chen can compose a song for her.

The melody gradually disappeared from the speakers. Now it was just a sound check. The band would be invited to sing at the Spring Festival Gala.

This is also the reason why there are so few real singers. If you hire a band, the fault tolerance rate is too low.

After the song ended, Xu Chen and the princess's palms were wet and slippery, but they couldn't bear to separate.

The princess's eyes were fixed on Xu Chen's, her pretty face as white as jade was covered with thin sweat. Xu Chen rubbed it, and the cold queen became emotional.

The princess's emotions are very strange. Her body will secrete a lot of sweat. This sweat has a rich milky fragrance, which is alluring and charming.

Xu Chen always felt that the princess's lactation period was longer than that of other women.

"Director Meng, I'm just kidding, my singing is just average." Xu Chen is very humble, a low-key person and a high-profile person.

"Comrade Xiao Xu, you are too modest. If it weren't for the wrong place, I would have to offer a glass of wine to the newlyweds." Meng Xin really felt that Xu Chen and the princess were getting married, not singing.

The side shows that "Legend" is really sung very well. It is originally a song to commemorate the relationship between husband and wife. It is reasonable for the husband and wife to sing it.

"Comrade Xiao Xu, I have personally approved your application for real singing, but I still need to report it to the leadership of CCTV for approval. These days, Comrade Xiao Xu and Comrade Xiao Wang will follow the rehearsal details for real singing."

Meng Xin is competing for the position of director of the Spring Festival Gala, and the Spring Festival Gala program is under the leadership of CCTV.

Xu Chen thought that the princess had offended the senior leaders and almost ended up in "Meet in 1998", and thought that she would not be so unlucky.

Soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it. If "Legend" really comes down, Xu Chen will have no choice but to find connections.

Xu Chen and Wang Fei finished singing in the studio, and most of the singers dispersed in silence.

Xu Chen really sings, but they lip-sync, and they are naturally inferior to Xu Chen. Now that Xu Chen sings well, he can't bear the pain and digest it himself, and Xu Chen can't do it!

"Comrade Xu..." Li Changhe took Song Lazi to see Xu Chen.

"Teacher Li, Teacher Song..." Xu Chen was neither humble nor overbearing.

Song Lazi is a legend. In short, he cannot be offended and there is no need to please him. The two of them are not the same.

"Comrade Xu, Miss Wang, you can sing "Legend" very well. Who did Comrade Xu learn from?" Song Lazi academician, the first thing is to ask the teacher, maybe they know him.

"Teacher Song, my mentors are Zhao Lipin, Huo Jianfen, Zhang Qiang, Zhou Wang..." Xu Chen said all about his mentors in one breath.

"Professor Zhou Wangzhou from the Guqin Department of the Central Conservatory of Music is Comrade Xu's mentor, so Comrade Xu can call me senior sister." Song Lazi is a graduate student at the Central Conservatory of Music.

"Senior Sister Song." Xu Chen was eager to recognize a cheap senior sister.

"Junior Brother Xu..."

The academic school has endless advantages, and when it comes to getting involved, Song Lazi is hot and direct: "Junior brother Xu, your lyrics and music are unparalleled in Mainland China. Senior sister wants to make a favor with you and arrange a song with you. Is it convenient for you, junior brother Xu?"

Xu Chen was able to return to the Mingzhu to sing "As You Wish", and he ranked high among the singers at the party.

"Sister Song wants to sing my song, of course there is." Xu Chen did not refuse, nor could he refuse, Sister Song's favor is valuable.

Song Lazi and Li Changhe did not stay for too long, they chatted for a while, and Xu Chen prepared to go back with the princess.

After teasing Sister Zhou, Xu was angry, and Feifei teased him again. Xu was ready to return home with great power and attack the mother of the child.

"Little Master/Teacher Xu..."

The left and right protectors came with Han Lei, the Southern King Kong who was ready to surrender and serve as the four great kings of "Chen Wangjiao". It was impossible to refuse: "Little Master, you and Ms. Wang have such a good relationship, and we want to organize a party and set a banquet for you two."

Xu Chen thought about it and asked the princess: "What do you mean?"

"Go." The princess had a cold face. She was not used to getting along with strangers, and Liu Huan and Tu Honggang always felt bad.

These two people really had bad intentions. When they heard the princess shyly called: "Brother Liu, Brother Tu", they felt happy instantly.

The only one in the mainland, the queen's brother and sister.

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The weather in Beiping in December was getting colder and colder. On the 12th, snowflakes began to float in the gloomy sky of Beiping.

Beiping dreamed of returning to the ancient capital overnight, and the ice of Shichahai was filled with the cheerful laughter of young men and women.

The cold wind blew, and the willow branches by the lake were wrapped in heavy snowflakes.

Xu Chen led a big white goose and led the big white goose to skate on the ice.

The big white goose slid crookedly for a few meters, and fell into Xu Chen's arms, rubbing against him intimately: "Comrade Xiao Xu, let's continue skating tomorrow, okay."

"Okay." Xu Chen waved his hand to wipe off the snowflakes on Comrade Xiao Gao's hat brim. The little girl became more and more beautiful, just like a handful of fresh green.

It has been almost half a month since the last Spring Festival Gala chorus "Legend".

Xu Chen's life is very regular, from nine to six, swimming in the ocean of Chinese, mathematics, history, and political knowledge, and occasionally swimming in the heart of Comrade Gao.

The little girl eats a lot of papaya, and her down jacket can hold up a small bag. Xu Chen touched her, and the little girl grinned with white teeth: "It's cold, I'll touch her when I get home."

Gao Yuanyuan was very upset. Comrade Xu always touched her, but never ate her.

After skating for two circles, Xu Chen was carrying a single-room backpack and preparing to go back to the company. The phone in his trouser pocket buzzed. He looked at Shen Lihui and brought old news: "Old Xu, you want to buy a house in Ziyu Villa, the latest issue is open, I paid the deposit for you, you can take time to see the house tomorrow, and you can book it directly if you are satisfied. Damn, there are so many rich people now, and houses worth tens of millions are in short supply."

Shen Lihui was full of resentment. He wanted to drive a Maybach, live in a house worth 20 million, open the door to see a lake, and raise ostriches and horses.

"It's open. OK, I'll go check it out tomorrow. By the way, Lao Shen, my next album will be out in June next year. If the company wants to promote it, it can."

"Okay, the third album is finally coming out!" Lao Shen was very excited. His Maybach and Ziyu Villa big house came as soon as he said it.

Hang up the phone.

Gao Yuanyuan couldn't hide her thoughts and said excitedly: "Comrade Xiao Xu, I want to see our house!"

The third sister is young, but her level is not low. She is very proficient in love psychology and has subtly influenced Xu Chen's ideas.

"Okay, our house, are you happy?" Xu Chen hooked Gao Yuanyuan's white and straight nose.

"Happy! Comrade Xiao Xu, can you carry me back~" Gao Yuanyuan jumped on her toes and threw herself on Xu Chen's back. Her slender and white arms hugged Xu Chen tightly: "Comrade Xiao Xu, I love you."

"You said it 420 times today."

"No matter, I will say it 520 times every day, Comrade Xiao Xu, I love you." Gao Yuanyuan was bubbling with happiness.

She now has plenty of time to be in a daze every day, and she can be in a daze watching Comrade Xiao Xu.

"Hey, my nose is running."

Gao Yuanyuan's pretty face flushed, and she subconsciously reached out to touch it: "You're lying, there's nothing, I can't have a runny nose!"

He carried the little girl back to the company.

Xu Chen turned around and sent a message to the princess: "Fei Fei, we can go to see our house tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay." The princess's text message was very cold: "It's going to snow tomorrow, I bought you some clothes, you can take them back tomorrow."

"..." Fei Fei is so nice, Comrade Xiao Gao is so cute.

Xu Chen felt that he was living a happy life when he didn't release an album.