C22 The Reason to Continue Forward

The morning light is writing a new season.

Lyi Yan's work in "Fei City" started at nine o'clock and ended at twelve o'clock. She usually left the hospital at 8: 30. At this time, Lyi Faang usually watched TV and then went to sleep. She would go to the apartment at 12: 00 PM after work and hand it over to the caregiver. There was basically no problem.

Yan Xuan's sudden appearance and arbitrary decision naturally disrupted her rhythm.

Although the current atmosphere was very harmonious, and the usually mean man not only said good things, he even said good things! It was an unprecedented joke, but it was still somewhat difficult for her to readily agree to follow him. After all, they were not very familiar with each other. She could not really use a fruit knife to protect herself.

"It's about the preliminary round. I also made an appointment with Soong Yiyi." The sunglasses blocked the smile in Yan Xuan's eyes. The little girl in front of him was just a step away. She looked like she was treating him like a pervert. She was indeed very different from those girls who were sticking close to her.

"Oh, then if you don't mind, I'll call Yiyi first."

"Okay, go ahead."

It was rude to say that, but Lyi Yan was used to being straightforward. If she did not believe, why would she pretend to believe it? After the call, Soong Yiyi confirmed Yan Xuan's words and told her that the place she was going to was not far away. It was a music studio under Sheng Hope. She had arrived.

"Well, actually you can ask Yiyi to come with me. I am saying that you are not in good health and look like you are injured..."

"She said to me that she wants to give up on the preliminary round."

Yan Xuan's indifferent voice was slightly hoarse and had a unique taste to it. Lyi Yan was slightly stunned and then she remembered Soong Yiyi had said similar things to her before.

"She did not want me to force it, but I am willing to continue participating in the preliminary round for her, and what you said..."

"For you all to participate in the preliminary round in such a hesitant and uncertain state is equivalent to wasting your spots."

The atmosphere at the beginning gradually changed again, there were not many people walking back and forth in the walkway. They leaned against the wall, but they were still somewhat conspicuous. Lyi Yan subconsciously glanced at her father's ward. After thinking for a while, she decided to leave with Yan Xuan first. After all, if her father came out and bumped into her, there was no way to explain at all. It would also cause more unhappiness.

"Let's go to the studio first. Yiyi is still waiting for us." Lyi Yan awkwardly changed the topic and wanted to leave in a hurry, but she almost bumped into a patient who happened to pass by.

"Look up at the road." Yan Xuan subconsciously pulled her and expressed his dissatisfaction with her impatience.

It was so hot.

An abnormal heat came from her wrist, making her realize that this seemingly normal man was having a fever.

At the entrance of the hospital, there was a black BMW parked. Lyi Yan did not recognize the driver. Yan Xuan called him Jack. Along the way, Yan Xuan sat in the passenger seat and did not speak much. Lyi Yan secretly glanced at him from time to time, thinking about how he felt uncomfortable. However, she endured it and did not say anything.

"I have done some research on your father's illness."

"Hmm?" Wang Yao asked.

Just as Lyi Yan was about to sneak a peek at Yan Xuan, a sudden question came out of her mouth. Lyi Yan was shocked and her mind went blank. She could not react in time. Why would he talk about his father's illness all of a sudden? Why did she need to understand her father's illness?

"There's a doctor in the United States who has the authority in the field of lung cancer called William Dower. You can go online and find out about his condition."

"Oh, but what do you mean? A doctor in the United States? Do you want me to take Dad to America to find him for treatment? "

" It's not easy to find him for treatment. "

"Yeah, it sounds so difficult, so why do you want me to know him online?"

"Because you don't believe me. Just saying that his authority is useless."

... ""

Lyi Yan narrowed her eyes and saw the label of "petty" shining on the man's body.

"I have a way to get him to treat your father's illness. In exchange, you must enter the finals."

"First coercion, now is considered as... bribery?"

"I am the one who wants you to succeed. Now Soong Yiyi's attitude is hesitation and your attitude is indifferent. I can only throw in some more sweetness. It is like letting a donkey walk forward. There is no way without carrots."

"Is your language taught by the biology teacher? If you don't know how to make comparisons, then don't make comparisons, alright? "

"No matter what kind of metaphor it is, as long as you can understand my feelings, that is enough."

... ""

Having an unfulfilled wish but not having long to live, is this how you feel? Lyi Yan lowered her head and counted her fingers. First, she could treat her father's illness. Second, she could help Little Bun realize her dream. Third, she could make someone's wish come true... With so many benefits in front of her, it would not make sense for her to keep holding onto the shadow of the past and shrink back.

What was her father thinking when he sang?

She didn't want to ~ When he was singing, he didn't think about anything other than music, melody, and lyrics.

Maybe she can also do it without thinking about anything.

Dongfang Music Studio was indeed not far from the municipal hospital. In a high-end office building, it belonged to Sheng Ke. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. There were still a few people busy in the studio. Soong Yiyi anxiously sat on the chair and waited for them. When she saw Lyi Yan, only then did she relax a little.

Without any small talk, Yan Xuan led them into a small room. The floor of the room was made of tatami, and the empty walls were made of special materials. It was embedded with an entire set of sound equipment. The letters B, O, S, and S had a metallic luster. The logo of the brand seemed to be quite expensive. Other than Zhang Xiaofang's table in the middle of the room and a few random mats that were thrown around, there was nothing else in the room. A beam of light happened to land on the table from the roof. There were some white papers and pointy pencil there.

"Feel free to sit." Yan Xuan walked into the small room, took off his suit and jacket, took off his sunglasses, bent over beside the stereo equipment, and put a CD in.

Lyi Yan and Soong Yiyi sat at the side of the small square table, somewhat restrained, and looked around curiously. They did not know what Yan Xuan wanted them to hear. Soon, music came from every corner of the room. It was like the sea water came from all directions. Soon, it covered everyone, and they listened attentively for a while. They recognized that it was the recording of the ten people in their group during the audition. They had heard it on the Internet before.

Eight songs, about thirty minutes. They didn't stop from the beginning to the end. Yan Xuan sat on the tatami and leaned against the wall. He looked a little tired. Lyi Yan could not help but silently curse in her heart. What kind of illogical logic was it that when a man was quiet, he would become especially beautiful?

"How do you feel?" After the eight songs were played, Yan Xuan looked up at them.

"They are all better than us..." Soong Yiyi swallowed her saliva and replied.

"None of them are better than you. They are just more confident." Yan Xuan retracted his gaze and pressed the start button again, but this time he only played the first song. It was a man's voice. It was very clear and skillful. "This voice is very pleasant to hear. It should be professional. Its skill and standards are very high. However, it's a bit overdone with the embellishment. It's a bit deliberate. "

Soong Yiyi nodded her head and Lyi Yan felt that she was not smart enough in this aspect so she took a pen and wrote on the paper: 1. Male voice, very clear but the decoration is a little over the top and a little deliberate...

"This is another pair of your group, a man and a woman. They took the original route, but the female who was in charge of singing was a bit good at competing for sound. The lyrics are average. " Just like that, they listened to one song after another. Lyi Yan listened to Yan Xuan's comments while listening to the songs. She kept writing. As she wrote, she did not feel like following her to experience it. Every time, she had a feeling that it was indeed the case. She remembered it deeply in her heart.

Finally, it was their Cherry Blossom. Their clean voices echoed in the room. Their strengths and weaknesses could no longer be hidden. When the end of the song ended, they all perked up their ears. They wanted to hear Yan Xuan's harsh comments, but Yan Xuan told them to say it themselves.

"It sounds very nervous." Soong Yiyi said.

"There is the same problem as the third and fifth contestants. Other than being very nervous, there is also another problem. What?" Lyi Yan compared the lines of words on the paper. " We also have the voice of the second group's contestant and the voice of the seventh contestant, although it is not as obvious as theirs. "

... "" Soong Yiyi was slightly stunned as she looked at Lyi Yan. Lyi Yan held the paper and was decisively stunned as well. Why did she suddenly become very powerful?

"Then, do you want to sing it again?" Yan Xuan did not comment and only faintly smiled.

So they turned from the small room to the recording studio. The clock on the wall was already 11 o'clock. There was a singer recording in the recording studio. Soong Yiyi knew her. But she was not her fan. Yan Xuan arranged for them to wait outside the studio, then he went out to answer the phone. Lyi Yan watched him leave and looked at his back. She was unconsciously worried about his illness and whether he still had a fever or gastric pain.

"If he participated in the preliminary round, uncle would be even more unhappy, right? Dong and the others don't seem to like it either..."

"Little Bun, he told me that he could let a very powerful doctor in America treat my father's illness."

"Huh? Treatment?!"

Soong Yiyi's reaction was similar to Lyi Yan's at that time. She was a little surprised. She was also pleasantly surprised. Cancer was a terrifying word, especially when Lyi Faang had been diagnosed with cancer cell transfusion after surgery. This was naturally even more disturbing, as if there was no end to it, and it could not be completely cured.

"Then he said that the exchange condition is that we must enter the finals."

"Eh... that's it?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"But didn't he already grab me and force you... "

"He said that he needs to give us more benefits."

Not only Soong Yiyi, he also told her his secrets, but it seemed that these were not enough. Just like what he said, Soong Yiyi was shaken badly, and when she said that she worked hard, she actually did not try to overcome anything.

"So, you decided to work hard to enter the finals in exchange for an opportunity to treat uncle?"

"I don't know if it's okay or not, but I plan to give it a try at all costs. After all, treating father's illness is currently the top priority."

"It's indeed like this. If I can really go overseas to find an authority to treat my illness, my condition will definitely be better than it is now."

"If we can enter the finals, it will be good for everyone. We don't need to say anything about giving up. We will do everything we can and do our best!"

"Girl Yan..."

Lyi Faang, Dong, Fatty and Lyi Yan, when everyone around Lyi Yan wanted to "persuade" her to leave, Yan Xuan appeared again and gave her a reason to continue moving forward. At this moment, Soong Yiyi finally felt that calling Yan Xuan was right. The man who was willing to scold the wind and clouds used the most appropriate method. When Lyi Yan was at a loss, she held her hand. He brought her along the difficult road and continued forward.

"I thought you would at least stay in the hospital for the next five days!" Qi Mingyu shouted on the other end of the phone.

"Something urgent." Yan Xuan leaned against the wall at the corner of the corridor to relieve some of the discomfort caused by his fever.

Yan Xuan continued to nag on the phone. He was a little tired. He just smiled as he spoke. Mhmm! Mhmm! He agreed with him until the end. He asked Qi Mingyu, who was on night shift, to find some time to pick him up in an hour and send two girls home. When he finished the call, he slightly relaxed the discomfort in his body. The recording studio over there had been used up.

"You guys go in. Put on your headphones and face the microphone. Don't be nervous." When he came back, he had already restrained his weakness. He was used to the mutual deception in the circle. The only thing that could make him feel safe was an absolute strong disguise.

Lyi Yan put on her headphones and took a deep breath towards the microphone. She closed her eyes. As the prelude played, she deleted everything that had nothing to do with music and singing in her mind. It was as if there was still a piece of white paper in front of her, with the pros and cons of other people's singing written on it. Then, she taught herself to learn to exploit her strengths and avoid shortcuts.

The effects of the singing were unexpectedly good. Yan Xuan looked at Lyi Yan quietly through the glass window. He liked her current appearance and hoped that she could continue like this, but he also knew that it was not that easy.