Tong Liya, who studied at the Central Drama Academy, knew the hardships of the entertainment industry very well, so she exhorted,"I've cooked porridge for you. After you're done eating, hurry up and participate in the auditions. You can't be late. This opportunity is hard to come by.”
Chen Yihan looked at Tong Liya's deep concern and gentle care for her just now, and she could not help but feel a trace of gratitude in her heart.
"In this life, I swear that I will never be as mediocre as before! I must become the godfather of the entertainment industry, and I must let Sister Yaya become the queen of heaven and fulfill her dream!”
Chen Yihan secretly made up her mind. She clenched her fists and encouraged herself.
Just as Chen Yihan's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, Tong Liya had already carried a large bowl of fragrant millet porridge and walked over carefully.
Chen Yihan shook her head vigorously to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind.
When he saw Tong Liya gracefully come to his side, he immediately felt his body and mind relax.
Didn't the ancients say that beauty was delicious?
Chen Yihan sniffed the steaming and fragrant millet porridge. Her appetite was aroused and she drooled.
He took the spoon from Tong Liya's hands, lowered his head, and impatiently scooped a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, savoring it carefully.
"Tsk tsk, sister, the millet porridge you made is really delicious! Your craftsmanship is great!"
Chen Yihan swallowed the porridge in her mouth with relish and immediately began to eat.
Tong Liya sat quietly by the side and sat close to him. Her beautiful eyes moved as she gently watched him wolfing down the food. Her brows and eyes were filled with smiles, and her heart was warm as if it was filled with thick happiness that could not be melted.
Chen Yi gulped down a large mouthful of porridge, making a "croak" sound.
As he ate too quickly, his lips and chin were stained with porridge foam. He did not bother to wipe it off and muttered from time to time,"It's delicious!"”，In just a minute or two, Chen Yihan finished the big bowl of millet porridge.
After he finished the last mouthful of porridge, he couldn't be bothered to wipe the stains on his mouth and butt. He immediately raised his head and looked at Tong Liya with a face full of longing. He said pitifully,"Sister Yaya, I'm still far from full. My stomach is still dry and shriveled. Can you help me get two more bowls?”
Tong Liya looked at his pitiful expression and immediately burst out laughing. She took out a few tissues from her drawer and threw them over."Look at what you're eating. Your mouth is full. Hurry up and wipe it clean.”
She usually paid great attention to her appearance and was used to maintaining a ladylike posture with every frown and smile, but now she was smiling like a blossoming flower. Looking at the brilliance, people's hearts are moved.
Chen Yihan sat at the side and stared blankly at Tong Liya's smile that was like an orchid blooming. Her heart thumped.
However, Tong Liya quickly realized that she had lost her composure. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand before she stopped the laughter that made her feel unsightly.
Looking at the silly Chen Yihan, she couldn't help but pat his head dotingly and smile.
Chen Yihan narrowed her eyes and smiled as well. His heart was also filled with sweetness.
Now, he was starting to like this kind of ambiguous feeling more and more.
This feeling made him feel very warm and sweet. It lingered faintly in his heart, as intoxicating as old wine. Just thinking about it made the corners of his mouth curl up.
"Can you eat so much? Aren't you afraid of being stuffed?”Tong Liya could not help but scold him jokingly.
However, she did not reject Chen Yihan's request. As she spoke, she stood up and turned to go to the kitchen.
When she came back, there were two more bowls in her hands. Under her doting gaze, Chen Yihan happily took the porridge and couldn't wait to eat it.
About ten minutes later, Chen Yihan finally finished two more bowls of porridge. She patted her stomach and hummed in satisfaction.
"Alright, let's go. Don't be late.”Tong Liya pulled Chen Yihan up from the chair and pushed her toward the door.
"Sister Yaya, are you really not going to watch my performance?”Chen Yihan asked with a little disappointment.
Tong Liya sighed,"I wanted to go too, but I didn't manage to get any audience tickets." Also, there's a production team coming to our Central Drama today to pick actors. The teacher recommended me, so I'm going to audition too.”
"Alright then, Sister Yaya, let's work hard together!”
After Chen Yihan and Tong Liya high-fived, they walked out of the house.
China's Sing! was focused on original songs, so the contestants were far inferior to Chen Yihan's original world's The Voice of China.
Moreover, the entertainment industry in this parallel world had just started. There were very few people involved in the arts, and there were even fewer original songs.
A month ago, Chen Yihan had found out on the official website that the instructors for the first episode of " The Songs of China " were the same as in the original world. The instructors were Liu Huan, Yang Kun, Zhou Huajian, and Cai Jianya. Therefore, she had passed on " It Doesn't Matter " without hesitation.
A week later, Chen Yihan received a phone call informing him to attend the audition recording today.
After that, there were rehearsals.
Although Chen Yihan had rehearsed a few times, she still felt very nervous today. After all, this was a real performance, not a rehearsal. If she didn't succeed, she would die.
However, Chen Yihan was confident that this song would definitely penetrate Yang Kun's heart!
The first episode officially started recording at 3:30 pm.
As Chen Yihan's place of residence was quite far from the venue, and the subway had to change stations, it was already past eleven o'clock when he arrived at the venue.
At this moment, there were already many people gathered at the entrance of the venue.
There were people who had arrived in advance, as well as the friends and relatives of the singers.
Chen Ran took the pancake he bought on the way and ate it while walking through the special passage to enter the designated area for the competitors.
Around two o'clock, the 1000 invited audience members and media personnel began to enter the venue one after another and took their seats in an orderly manner.
There were a total of 120 people selected for the audition for 'The Song of China.' They were divided into four groups of 30 people each.
Today's competition was the first group of contestants.
Chen Yihan was placed in the first group.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the magnificently decorated Holding Room, the 30 songwriters who were about to participate in the competition were all wearing headphones as they made their final preparations.
Chen Yihan was also wearing earphones and was repeatedly listening to the dry voice demos of the version of " It Doesn't Matter " that he had previously recorded, trying to find some details that could be improved.
"Buzz…"
The phone in his pocket vibrated violently.
Chen Yihan took out her phone. There were only two words on it: "Good luck!"
The corners of Chen Yihan's mouth curled up. She looked at the message sent by Tong Liya and was instantly filled with strength.
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