Chapter 27: 27th

Huo Jian's brain was blank when he heard this sentence.
He almost jumped up and hugged Pei Ruye, and the whole person hung on him.
"I was chosen?!"
Pei Ru didn't expect him to have such a side, he reached out and smoothed his hair twice: "Hair is quite soft."
Huo Jian felt that he was very sick after being touched. He hurried down from Pei Ruya: "I... I'm so excited."
Pei Ru also smiled and took him to the 17th floor: "I'll go up and take your fingerprints. You first choose a dormitory to stay."
"Everyone is celebrating Chinese New Year now, and all will be gathered on the fourth day of New Year."
"Your meal card is not limited in the future, you can also buy energy bars and eggs at the store." Pei Ru also walked a few steps, suddenly turned his head to look at Huo Jian.
The teenager's eyes covered his mouth and smiled, relieved.
"I wanted to talk more with you, but I will remove the scene of the evening party later, and the car is already downstairs waiting." Pei Ruye said lightly: "Little student, you have to rest in the dormitory for three days. Contact the internal management, you can call me for urgent matters."
"Okay, thank you Teacher Pei!"
It turns out that all the above ten floors are fingerprints to open the elevator.
The original meal card can have unlimited options.
Huo Jian ran up and down in the empty building g of the spf central area. He first called Aunt Lu and the Chen family to rejoice, listening to the two elders who had a long heart and very happy words, tight shoulders Relaxed a lot.
Then, by the way, he called Long Ji and helped him carry the only thing on the seventeenth floor.
Long Jia just received the news and almost choked the dumplings into his nose.
"My mother they took me to the hot springs in the North District. See you on the fourth day!"
"Ok!"
He seemed to feel the coolness of being admitted to a prestigious university in advance.
Moreover, the stamina did not disappear after two hours, and walked up and down the whole building while walking and jumping.
It was getting dark, and the whole building was stuck in the night.
There was a thunderstorm of firecracker fireworks outside, and only silence remained inside.
Huo Jian has not been at ease for the New Year for many years.
Covered with spf, he will never be splashed with paint when he celebrates the Chinese New Year from this year, and he no longer has to worry about the creditor chopping the door with a kitchen knife. The whole person is trapped in happiness that he has never had before.
He placed his dormitory bed with big and small luggage, could not afford to eat dinner, and went to see the whole picture on the 17th floor.
The g office building is spacious and the whole floor is used to house a single dormitory, which is already very luxurious.
There are a total of six dormitory rooms with sound-absorbing and sound-insulating layers on the walls, so that practicing and dancing at night will not disturb others.
There are two halls in the central area, which can be used for temporary meetings and discussions, as well as separate practice sessions.
In addition, there are a series of facilities such as a study room, gymnasium, sound-filled room, and audio-visual room.
Huo Jian didn't find that the silver shell decoration on the wall was the switch of the light at the beginning. When he accidentally touched it, he was taken aback.
He just turned on the exterior lights of the sightseeing corridor, and the bright orange light brightly illuminated the night outside the glass corridor.
It turned out to be a clear and blue floating infinity pool.
The teenager held his breath and walked slowly along the corridor, looking intently at the world outside the window.
One side is the swimming pool and one side is the courtyard.
When he lived in the company in July, he was still living with more than 100 trainees. There was only a cold high-rise building outside the window, and he couldn't even see the greenery.
However, there are large areas of forest green plants, which are still green in the deep winter.
The outdoor practice stage can enjoy the magnificent night view of the whole city, and there is a pool of lotus in the courtyard and a swing.
He never thought that such a level of environment could actually become his home.
It feels good to be valued and cherished.
Huo Jian walked through the seventeenth floor twice, but he was still unsure. Before going downstairs, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't gone to the south.
Each dormitory has its own bathroom, but there is a wide communal bathroom, which is divided into a make-up area and a hand-washing area.
The dark gold decoration is low-key and luxurious. The water platform is designed as a shallow bright moon, and the water will slide down the moon's orbit and fall into the translucent starry sky.
Huo Jian thought to himself that he was really unlucky. It was estimated that he could play faucet all afternoon when no one was there.
The moment he turned off the water, he suddenly heard rapid breathing.
Someone in the bathroom.
Huo Jian is not afraid of ghosts. He can intuitively guess who he is, but he feels a little weird.
Those who can enter the 17th floor freely, in addition to the tutor's internal management and team assistants, there are only six reserve members of Corona.
Today is the New Year's Eve, and the other four have already returned to their homes, and they have previously spoken with him by phone.
It was Mei Shengyao who could stay here quietly.
Huo Jian took his steps lightly, approaching the bathroom in the dark a little, and heard the same breath again.
Mei Sheng was crying.
He let out a breathless, rapid breath.
Huo Jian held his foot, frowning and wondering what to do.
He was too familiar with this breath.
Really weak crying, like a distress signal, will whine and stop more, to attract others to come to rescue.
The suppression of the cry to the extreme, and even a little breath will want to subconsciously cover up, and only the intermittent sudden breathing.
The boy and the boy are separated by a wall, and at this moment they have been aware of each other.
Huo Jian broke the silence first.
"Do you... need paper."
The sound of flushing toilets came from the cubicle.
The blond boy opened the door, his tears had been wiped clean, and his expression was calm and stubborn.
"...Hello." He greeted dryly, bypassing Huo Blade and washing his face.
Huo Jian looked sideways at him and suddenly understood something.
He had seen Mei Shengyao on the screen of the New Year's Eve party before, and he always felt awkward.
The answer is that the other party is only twelve years old, but his eyes and manners are no longer like children.
Although Huo Jian is not very young, he is three years older than him.
Twelve years old should be just the first day of junior high school, most of the peers are still childish and childlike.
But Mei Shengyao's self-enclosed temperament is exactly the same as Huo Blade a year ago.
He looked at him washing his face by the sink at the moment, and he felt like he was looking in the mirror.
Mei Shengyao grabbed a tissue and wiped it off after washing his face. He briefly said hello again and turned his head back to the bedroom.
Huo Jian didn't rush into the past, still thinking about logic on the spot.
He reasoned quickly.
Mei Shengyao's father is a well-known singer, and this year's New Year also has a high probability of performing on CCTV.
After the mother is a shadow, it is not clear whether there are any recent appointments.
...Maybe because of the family.
Huo Jian found skimmed milk powder and a bag of biscuits in the kitchen, flushed the boy with a cup of hot milk, put two things together on the shelf at his door, knocked twice and turned away.
When going back to the seventeenth floor, Huo Jian looked at him like a stray cat, and found that the cookies didn't move, but the milk cup was empty.
The two of them spent the New Year's Day together in silence.
Everyone in the company was almost gone, and there were only two cooks left in the cafeteria on the basement floor. He asked Huo Jian what he wanted to eat at noon in the morning with a smile.
Mei Shengyao shut himself in the room, and came out only after the meal, without expression and refused to make eye contact with him.
Both Bo Jue and Xie Lianyun are cool to outsiders, but their nature is very kind.
The child is very cold.
Huo Jian didn't disturb his cleanliness. He comforted himself and made up for another half-day. After eating calcium tablets, he routinely went to stretch his legs, danced for three hours and then read to the evening. When he was tired, he looked sideways. The series of fireworks close to the floor-to-ceiling windows have the illusion that they have also become rich masters.
On the second day of the Chinese New Year, one of the only two cooks took a leave of absence, saying that his wife was about to give birth.
The remaining cook did not have the authority to open the door of the central kitchen, and the housekeeper sent them a text message asking if they could eat in the employee cafeteria on the third floor.
Huo Jian agreed very readily.
He was still reading the music theory book that Mr. MiG sent him, and he unknowingly learned it at 7:30 in the evening. He later realized that he wanted to eat on time.
The housekeeping happened to call: "Huo Huo, Mei Mei, he didn't eat, do you bring him down together?"
Trainees are familiar with the third floor and will not be haloed by a bunch of corners and lanes, but Mei Shengyao may not find a position.
Huo Jian responded quickly, knocking Mei Shengyao's door with good things.
The door was unlocked and it was dark inside.
...This kid has gone down?
How long has it been going on?
Huo Jian was in a bad mood, and quickly got off the elevator to the third floor.
No one saw Mei Shengyao in the restaurant, obviously lost.
The third floor was temporarily renovated last year. There are several functional areas. There are many bifurcations in the middle corridor. The indication signs are not clear at all.
Huo Jian stayed here for half a year, and sometimes got lost on the third floor. Mei Shengyao is here for the first time, which is estimated to be more difficult.
He ran fast, looking for scans of roads and rooms, fearing what would happen to the child.
After the outer circle finished running, he began to look for several branches of the inner circle, and he finally heard faint footsteps.
The boy was just outside the two roads, his face confused and apprehensive.
"Mei Shengyao--" Huo Jian shouted subconsciously: "Come to me, I will take you to dinner!"
The curly-haired boy immediately looked at Huo Jian and hurried over without hesitation.
He couldn't get out for three laps here, and his anxious eyes were red and he refused to call for help.
"Sorry, I should take you down, I didn't do it well." Huo Jian was also embarrassed to hold his hand and took Mei Sheng towards the restaurant.
The boy took hold of his clothing corner very insecurely and moved lightly.
Huo Jian, who was unexpectedly caught up with her pet, paused, and then suddenly understood Pei Ruya's mood.
Did Teacher Pei always treat me as a stray animal cub?
No way……
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In order to compensate for the two of them, the chef made three dishes and one soup with two snacks for dinner.
Mei Shengyao was indeed hungry, and his head was fast.
Huo Jian simply filled his stomach and sat next to him, waiting to lead him back to the 17th floor.
He has a feeling of being a brother to a boy.
Those who live in the Chinese New Year live here and are really alone.
Mei Shengyao noticed his gaze, and the speed of the braised rice slowed down a bit.
Huo Jian turned his head down to play with the phone, pretending not to see anything.
The company is said to have sent an iphone3gs to him to stabilize communications and information security.
His original mobile phone was a brick-like Nokia, and the white letters on the keys have long been blurred.
The new phone has no buttons at all, and is a magical touch screen control that can be unlocked with a swipe.
Huo Ren groped for familiarity with the various functions of the new phone, and it was only then that I remembered that there was a lot of news from the QQ group.
【Corona】
Thank you: So boring at home, what are you doing?
Long Li: Feed the monkey next to the hot spring. Look at the monkey's butt!
Long Ji: [Picture]
Long Ji: [Picture]
Long Ji: [Picture]
Long Ji: [Picture]
Bo Ju: Need to send so many buttocks?
Thank you: Koike is busy, he hasn't spoken in the group for these two days.
Ji Ji: ...I was practicing sound, so sleepy.
Huo Jian: I found Mei Shengyao
For a few seconds of silence in the group, Xie Liyun first responded to him with a very excited tone.
Thank you: Mei Shengyao is in the company? Is he already in the dormitory? I arrived the day after tomorrow's ticket for me!
Huo Jian explained the cause and effect clearly in two or three sentences in the group, and was a little curious.
Huo Jian: Are you anxious to see him?
Thank you: I can't figure out how to do a song, so I'll wait to save me. Uncle Jiang said, all my outsourcing work must be unloaded before the fifth day of the year.
Ji Ji: It was you who took too much.
Huo Jian turned to glance at Mei Shengyao.
Such a small one will arrange and mix, so strong.
Xie Liyun's main advantage is still in writing words and music, which is similar to the preparation of raw materials before cooking.
A good song must not only have a characteristic melody, but also the post-processing is essential.
Instrumental music, sound effects, the combination of vocals and electronic music, as well as the combination of speed and mixing control-
Many can learn from the day after tomorrow, but more are testing a person's sense of music and creativity.
Mei Shengyao thought that he was eating too slowly, and quickly put the dinner plate back to wipe the mouth with a paper towel, and walked over like a pet.
"We couldn't reach you before, this is a newly opened chat group." Huo Jian handed him the phone screen, and said gently: "You can also join in."
"Oh, thank you." Mei Shengyao looked like a child when he was full and said, "I forgot to return his mail after reading it."
"Well, go back together."
They got on the elevator one after another, Mei Sheng stared at the elevator door for a long while, and whispered: "Brother Blade."
"what's up?"
"Will we be able to go to the work room in a moment?" He held his clothing corner: "I'm afraid of blackness and don't like a person."
"Of course," Huo Jian comforted: "The six of us will live together in the future, the 17th floor will be very lively."
"Yeah, I heard that I will live for several years." Mei Sheng raised his head and smiled lightly: "It's great."
The elevator door clanged open, and the corridor lights turned on step by step.
"Yaoyao, have you always lived alone?"
"Yeah. From the age of six to the present." Mei Shengya hesitated for a long while, still quietly holding Huo Jian's clothing corner, and had no sense of security in the strange environment: "The servants are like ghosts, they have no sound to walk, Don't talk to me."
Huo Jian wants to write music theory homework, so he has to go back to the room to get the draft paper and music score.
Mei Shengyao followed him wherever he went, his eyes bright.
The little boy does not have that kind of tender milk, it is more like being tough and independent for too long, and it is rare to relax.
Like Huo Jian, he instinctively felt that the other party could be trusted and close.
Mr. MiG gave him a set of books and CD-ROMs before the New Year holiday. He briefly introduced the importance of this set of teaching materials.
abrThe United Kingdom Royal Conservatory of Music joint committee rating test.
The test content includes four major sections: performance, listening, sight reading and music theory, which are divided into eight levels.
This test has the world's first-class effectiveness and credibility in the amateur music test. With the test scores, you can also get different levels of bonus points when applying to many universities in Europe and the United States.
Huo Jian was quite competent when he finished two books at the National Conservatory of Music, and began to work harder and harder when he reached the fifth grade of the emperor.
Memory can't help him solve most of the problems.
Mei Shengyao spent forty minutes to help Xie Liyun write a sequencer modification idea. After sending the email, he saw that Huo Jian was still meditating and quietly pulled the stool closer to him.
"looking at what?"
"I am doing the sixth question, imitating the creation." Huo Jian pushed the draft paper to him, frowning slightly: "I feel that it is wrong to write, but I can't find the problem."
Mei Sheng Yao looked up at him: "Brother Blade, can I sit next to you."
"Huh? Okay."
The boy lay relaxed next to his arm, and the letter wrote a string of notes, holding a red pen and a pencil at the same time, rotating to mark different elements.
"First, the mode and final form must be determined."
The nib handwriting is beautiful and smooth, and is accompanied by the humming of the instant visual spectrum.
"These two tones are positive and strong, and are major." Mei Sheng's fingertips were clear and his voice was clear: "It is best not to jump when imitating the creation. The chords at the half-stop and the stop are as long as possible to highlight the emotions. color."
Huo Jian almost didn't keep up with his thoughts, and tried his best to mobilize all his attention and analysis skills, watching him improvise to write a long imitating melody.

It’s one way to rewrite like I do now. The second way is to take apart the new style, but keep the original motivation and main chord.

Mei Shengyao took the electronic keyboard next to him, happily buckled his earphones and improvised for a while.
The retro minor with Toyo style is very different from the musical notation on the subject. The long accent is broken and reversed by the hands, and the performance can be as good as it is.
Mei Sheng's speech was not urgent or slow, and the voice was low, with a kind of unconsciousness.
Huo Jianning rewrote a paragraph and showed it to him.
"Is that right?"
"Much better than before, the strong and weak marks of the phrase must be clearly marked," Mei Shengyao marked a terminator at the end with a red pen, and said gently: "Remember to write this later, just like the period in the composition."
Huo Jian smiled and nodded: "Thank you Xiaomei."
Mei Shengyao had never been called that way by the elders. He smiled with his head down.
At the beginning of the new year, when the four men came back to gather one after another, Chi Ji discovered Huo Huo was robbed.
The child hung his neck around his sofa, and his head looked hello when he said hello: "yo."
Xie Lianyun rushed over and stuffed him with a gift, coughing twice: "Thank you for your help, I will still find you next time."
"In the future, you may not have time to take outsourcing." Mei Shengyao said coolly: "Uncle Jiang is very strict."
Ji Ji tried to rescue Huo Jian from his arm: "You are holding him."
"No, hug for a while," the kid said to him, "I am skin hungry."
Chi Ji groaned: "I want to hug too."
Huo Jian smiled: "I am not a teddy bear."
Long Li picked up the luggage to pick the dormitory, and yelled far away: "Teacher Bo, I live with you right next door."
The other party threw a pillow directly on his face.
The dormitory floor that was so large and empty suddenly had fireworks, and the noise was very joyful.
The housekeeping urged them by the radio bell at the door: "Ten minutes later, we will meet at the conference floor on the 15th floor. Uncle Jiang is waiting for you."
"I'm coming--"
"Long Ji, help me find where my data cable is..."
"Okay! Wait!"
The six people clamored and changed their clothes and got off the elevator. They muttered at the same time when they saw Uncle Jiang pestered at the door of the elevator.
Uncle Jiang said blankly: "You are three minutes late."
He turned and walked with the wind like the grade director, and the six people exchanged their eyes and followed him.
In the conference hall, there are not only a row of resident teachers and teaching assistants, but also cameras and lighting engineers.
The opening is a routine introduction to each other, familiar from members to mentors.
"In the first year, you didn't have the qualification to make an album debut." Jiang Shu's old voice came with coercion: "In the second year, there are three assessment opportunities, and everyone must get at least three as in the main course."
This is so determined that there is no bargaining qualification.
Bo Jue did not understand this aspect before, and was a little surprised: "Don't you debut this year?"
Uncle Jiang gave him a cold look, his eyes the same as the knife.
"What do you think of corona?"
"Find a few young and beautiful people, just outsource two or three albums to sing, dance and dance, and dissolve the money quickly after the circle?"
He took a step forward, and even the jacket that was raised with the wind carried a sharp feeling.
"We want to be the top men's group in the world."
"To the extent that no one can copy and imitate."
"Not to mention one year, you have insufficient abilities and insufficient training, and five years of delay is highly possible."
The atmosphere that was casual just now was suddenly extinguished.
The teachers looked serious, as if they were going to be craftsmen who carved statues of gods.
"Corona is indeed following the trend of fast food culture, from albums to stage performances in the most popular fashion style."
Uncle Jiang's bite is very heavy, and every sentence is knocked into their hearts like a rivet.
"You better understand why you should be respectful from the beginning."
"It's not a respect for me as an agent. It took ten years for the company to coordinate the well-preserved resource lineup."
"Respect for yourself who will become a myth."
He did not give the children time to think about the aftertaste, and continued to talk about ppt.
"Five main courses are three sessions per week, including dance, vocal music, performance, rap, and creation, with a minimum grade of no less than c."
"I will check your transcripts regularly."
The page on the ppt is another flash, showing the first-year training table that has been co-ordinated.
"Physique class, phonetic correction class, image management class, two sessions per week."
"Achievement cannot be lower than b."
Xie Lianyun surprisedly said: "Speech correction class?"
The pronunciation teacher beside said calmly: "You have a southern accent."
Xie Lianyun immediately covered her mouth: "Am I there?"
Huo Jian listened and wondered, but did not expect that there would be another one.
"Koike's British accent needs to be corrected. Long Ji said that the accent is too obvious when it comes to consonants." The teacher had already watched the interview video of all of them: "Bo Jiju will drag the tail for too long during the live interview. can."
Barely. Strong. can. To.
The disgust of these four words should not be too obvious.
Huo Jian suddenly recovered at this moment, and subconsciously grasped the edge of the table without speaking.
He realized that all six of them would be packaged into extremely perfect products.
When will it take shape and when will it be eligible to debut.
Nothing settled at all, everything was just beginning.
"The following paragraph I want to say will be recorded by the photographer Jiang, and I will give it to you in every future holiday."
Uncle Jiang took the lecture from the secretary, his eyes like an eagle falcon.
"This is the Ten Commandments I wrote."
The lens lights are already aligned, and the entire conference hall is silent.
"First, it is absolutely not allowed to fall in love. Not outside the team, not even inside the team."
He stared at the teenagers and said sternly: "But if there is a problem in this regard, we must first confess to us all, and the team will handle the emergency public relations."
"It's better not to have this day."
"Second, as long as you leave the dormitory, even if you stay in the company-when you speak and have physical contact with people, you must have a monitor and a sneak shot by default."
"Even if you go on vacation abroad, homeless people who encounter begging on the streets of the United States must not be taken lightly and do not expose any dangerous details."
"Anytime, anywhere, no exception."
"Third, from the moment you decide to become an idol, your hair, stomach, and muscles will inevitably become part of the commodity."
"Any food outside of the shaping list drawn up by a dietitian can only be eaten three times a year."
"Fat a catty went to the door of the building and publicly punished the station for an hour." Jiang Shu coldly said: "I will check every week."