MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 161 PickPickPick i

There is a saying that goes like this: A man who works hard is the most handsome.

Zhiqian didn't take this seriously before, because she had come into contact with countless workaholics of the opposite sex, no matter whether it was uncles or little fresh meat, none of them made her feel that the way they worked was much more handsome than usual with beer and skewers.

But today, she suddenly had such a shallow understanding of this sentence.

Huo Xingchao was sitting outside listening to the lyric she sang before, with his eyes lowered, his lips slightly pursed, his knuckles clasped on the table casually, his side face was very cartoonish.

Looking at it from the angle of Zhi Qian, it is indeed a handsome one.

Of course, it is also possible that fans are at fault, thinking that idols are handsome no matter what they do.

Even if he is drinking beer and making skewers like the average person.

......

Zhiqian settled down and put her thoughts back on her song.

"I'm still used to walking alone~"

"Let's make the words longer. I'm still used to walking alone. Like this, the final pitch goes down and doesn't go up."

"I'm still used to walking alone~"

"In the end, don't go up, go down, I'm still used to walking alone, understand?"

......

Zhiqian had repeated this lyric about thirty times, but it just couldn't meet Huo Xingchao's standard. Seeing that the hour hand was gradually turning downward, it soon turned to a place close to six o'clock.

Zhiqian started recording at one o'clock in the afternoon, and now it's almost six o'clock, five hours have passed.

- But still only half of the song was recorded.

It's not that she hasn't recorded a song before. In the last competition of "Ten Percent", they went to the recording studio in groups to record tapes with half-opened microphones.

Although Zhiqian's group recorded very slowly because of the relatively poor team members, it only took one afternoon in the end.

But compared to the recording teacher who always praised Zhiqian at that time, Huo Xingchao's requirements were so strict that they made people want to cry.

The man curled his lips slightly, showing a little smile,

"Okay, let's have dinner first, and then record."

Zhiqian came out tremblingly and found that Senior Huo was not angry. Instead, he brought the takeaway to the table at the back and handed her a pair of chopsticks in a gentlemanly manner.

The little girl held the chopsticks and apologized consciously in advance,

"I'm sorry, I wasted your time too much."

"Well."

The man was noncommittal, opened a bowl of soup, and after discovering that it was chicken soup, he moved aside in disgust, with a lazy tone.

"Okay."

good?

Okay what does that mean?

"It's alright, it's alright."

Huo Xingchao seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and smiled,

"Don't be nervous, it's normal to record a song for an afternoon. You're a newcomer, so some minor problems can be forgiven."

"Yes, is it?"

It was the first time that Zhiqian was affirmed by him in terms of business ability.

He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, but said nothing.

But Zhi Qian thought of something and asked him,

"By the way, that senior, when the assistant uncle went to find me today, Lin Ya was there, so it's okay to know that I'm coming over to record the song, right?"

Huo Xingchao thought for a while,

"Who is Lin Ya?"

......

"Lin Ya is a contestant who also participated in "Ten Percent". She ranked fifth this morning, do you remember?"

"Oh, player."

He nodded, not very concerned, indifferent,

"It's okay, the whole world will know when the concert is on, don't worry about it."

The little girl nodded obediently,

"OK."

"By the way, do you drink chicken soup?"

"what?"

"If you don't drink it, I'll pour it out."

Huo Xingchao frowned, "It smells too bad."

"Then let me drink."

Zhiqian happily agreed, poured the chicken soup into her white rice, poked it, made it into a bowl of soup, and then took a sip, it was so delicious that people couldn't help but roll their eyes.

The man frowned at her, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the girl was easy to support, and he was amazed.

"You're really not a picky eater."

"This chicken soup is delicious. It's not greasy at all. It's just right to eat with rice."

The little girl laughed,

"A lot of things don't smell good, but they taste good. Senior, have you ever eaten snail noodles?"

According to Zhiqian's expectations, someone like Huo Xingchao who is so sensitive to taste must have never tasted snail noodles, so she was asking him out of the mood of selling Amway.

Unexpectedly, the other party simply nodded,

"Have eaten."

Oh?

"Wang Yingxiong recommended it to me and sent me a big box. He said it was the best powder in the world, and it was addictive after eating it once, so I burned two packets."

The words stop here.

Zhiqian waited for a while, but did not wait for the following, and couldn't help but wonder, "Then what?"

Huo Xingchao lowered his eyes, his tone was calm,

"Then I changed houses."

"..."

Zhiqian bowed her head, and there was a lot of Amway's words in her stomach that she couldn't say.

I don't know why, but I still feel a little jealous in my heart.

Every time she cooks snail noodles at home, the whole family dislikes her, and she is responsible for washing dishes and cleaning and spraying air fresheners.

If she was as rich as Huo Xingchao, she would buy a house to cook snail noodles, which would not affect anyone and would not be disliked by anyone.

But when it came to Huo Xingchao's new home, she suddenly remembered the variety show she had seen before.

Lin Bei, a member of XVII, has appeared on a reality show. In one episode, the four of XVII gathered together at the captain's house.

That episode was the highest ratings of the entire variety show after so many seasons, and it can also be searched at station B. One click, the overwhelming barrage, more than half of which are "hahahahaha".

Because Captain Huo's home is too high-tech.

You have no idea which side is the wall and which side is the screen. If you accidentally bump into something, the wall behind you will light up, and there will be an emotionless machine sound above your head, which will frighten you half to death. .

And if you accidentally open the door of a room, walk in, the door "clicks" shut, and you want to get out again, you have to complete various Sudoku games.

- It's almost like an adventure.

So in that episode, the three members of XVII went around the captain's labyrinth-like house, and at the end were about to cry.

Because Wang Yingying did not bring a mobile phone and could not contact the captain, he had to sleep in the toilet for half the night.

Zhiqian asked him curiously,

"By the way, senior, is your house in "Sweet Life" your old house or your new house?"

Such an interesting house, if it was contaminated by two packets of snail powder, it would be a pity to replace it.

"That's another building."

Huo Xingchao explained a few words casually, "That house is in Yuecheng, and I don't often live there, so when designing it, I didn't consider the comfort level, it was completely designed according to my interests."

"......Oh."

Really rich.

But the other party suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked her with great interest,

"Do you want to go have a look?"

Zhi Qian was stunned,

"Go... see?"

"On the day of the Yuecheng concert, it happened to be my birthday, so after the concert was over, there was a birthday party at my house. Do you want to participate?"

Of course it is, I really want to.

The little girl poked herself, "Can I?"

The man glanced at her, curled his lips and smiled,

"Don't forget to prepare gifts."

......

Zhiqian didn't know if it was a good thing for her to be so "highly ambitious".

But she did start at a point where she set her goals in an almost impossible place.

Since participating in this show, three rankings were announced, from 100 to 70, to 70 to 50, and then to 50 to 30, she has been ranked first.

But she didn't seem to feel much joy for this.

Every time she evaluates the competition, what she thinks in her mind is not how to compare with the classmates around her, but how does her performance compare with the tutors?

She knows her strengths well, that is, she has no shortcomings.

But it also understands its own shortcomings - no longboard.

If she wants to stand out, if she has a place not only among these hundred people, but also in the entire entertainment industry, she must rely on her comprehensive strength and typhoon to win.

"Xixiyou, you can't be a singer, you can only be an idol. Idols and singers are different."

—This is the last sentence Huo Xingchao left her on the WeChat chat interface.

After sending this sentence, he got on the plane and returned to Yuecheng.

Tonight is the last of his solo concert.

The program team gave them a day off, returned their mobile phones to them for a day, and organized thirty people to have a dinner party.

Of course, Zhiqian took a leave of absence and went to the concert venue in the afternoon to start rehearsal.

As soon as she came in, she saw Huo Xingchao, who was squatting on the stage with the microphone in hand, discussing something with the staff.

Still in a cool black suit, he squatted lazily on the edge of the stage, saw her, and waved to her with a warm smile on his face.

Zhiqian walked over and said hello obediently,

"Brother."

Probably in the past two weeks, their contact is very frequent.

All of Zhiqian's bedtime is spent chatting on WeChat, so "senior" naturally becomes "senior brother".

Sometimes it's a joke and I can even call him by his first name.

Huo Xingchao still had a smile in his eyes,

"have you eaten yet?"

"ate."

"what did you eat?"

"...Snail noodles."

The opponent paused for a while.

"But I took a shower after eating and brushed my teeth three times and it was absolutely clean."

The little girl opened a mouthful of glutinous rice,

"There is absolutely no need for you to change the stage."

After she finished speaking, she held the gift box in her hand again, her eyebrows curved,

"Happy birthday!"

In front of familiar people, Zhiqian is actually not as cold and arrogant as Lu Nan imagined.

Still a young girl.

Huo Xingchao took the box and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"What is it, why is it so light?"

"Guess what."

"Check or credit card?"

"...None of them! It's a very cheap thing, and..."

Before she could finish speaking, the person on the other side had already opened the box.

Whoops, a box full of jigsaw puzzles, three-dimensional ones, piece by piece, all made of red transparent plastic.

But because it is scattered, there is no manual, so I can't see what it is.

"Is there no manual?"

"No, I took it out."

"Then there are no final renderings, how can I spell it? I don't know if I spell it wrong."

"So it's up to God."

The little girl curled her lips, I don't know why, the emotions in her eyes are a bit complicated,

"Anyway, you can just spell it out. What you spell is what you spell, heaven or hell, it's all in your mind."

Huo Xingchao ignored her rambling words, and flipped the puzzle, and pulled out a long thin tube. There seemed to be some pattern in the middle of the tube. He raised his eyebrows.

"What is this? A QR code?"

"It seems to be a QR code, but the QR code is so small that it can't be seen with the naked eye, how can I scan it?"

He turned the pipe in his hand, turned back while holding the microphone, and asked the staff,

"Does any of you have a magnifying glass?"

Zhiqian was completely stunned. She did everything she could, but she didn't expect that Huo Xingchao would discover the secret in the puzzle so early, so she was caught off guard.

Just kidding.

No, how could there be such a thing as a magnifying glass at the concert site.

Well, definitely not.

There will be none.

"Oh, there's one here. Brother Huo, do you want it?"

"give it to me."

The staff in front of the stage directly handed him the magnifying glass in the toolbox. The man held the magnifying glass, magnified the QR code, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

scan it.

Jump out a Baidu cloud link.

There is an audio in the link.

"Is it a song?"

The man raised his eyebrows,

"You wrote a song for me?"

"..."

He put the box in his hand on the ground, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Is there something down here?"

Huo Xingchao reached out and opened the bottom of the box, and sure enough, he found the lower compartment, a silver bracelet lying quietly.

He bent his lips and picked it up.

"Yo, there's a hidden button on the bracelet. Zhi Qianqian, you gave me a present, why is it so complicated?"

The man unbuttoned the hidden buckle, and the bracelet suddenly had an extra section, with a sentence engraved on it,

"19990827, what does this mean? Does it mean August 27, 1999? What date is this? Is it about me or you? Is it your birthday?"

"..."

Qi Qian's heart is broken.

According to her budget, he could only see the QR code after completing the puzzle, and it would be a long, long time before he could find the hidden button on the bracelet.

This process should take at least a week.

Why did he dismantle the whole process in less than seven minutes?

......

deceitful!

What 2018 highest IQ confession methods are all lies!

Seeing that he was about to start the song, Zhiqian jumped on it, showing a little bitterness,

"Well, this is not in a hurry, why don't we rehearse first?"

"Don't worry about the rehearsal. I'll talk about it after listening. Anyway, it's only a few minutes."

"Big! Guy!"

Zhiqian strangled his arm tightly,

"Please, first! Rehearsal! Let's go!"

"..."

Huo Xingchao looked at her for a while, and finally stood up mercifully,

"Okay, let's rehearse."

Woo woo woo woo.

Huo Xingchao is simply a monster!