MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 37

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Qiu Qiu stood up straight through the other's support station, and put the bits and pieces on his body to the side of the ground, while looking at the classmates without any traces.

The boy is taller than Qiu Qiu, his hair is soft and he has just covered his neck. His eyebrows are beautiful, and when he laughs, he is like a spring breeze, which makes people feel good. Before Qiu Qiuli came, he was practicing the piano, but he played not a guitar, but a Yamaha keyboard.

His photo and name were printed on the temporary badge on his chest. Qiu Qiu looked carefully and read his name.

"You call... Wang Hao?"

The fonts used in the cards of Xingui Entertainment are incomplete, resulting in only the word "王" is normal. The latter two rare characters are only available in the Song Dynasty. The three words are put together, don't be twisted, not at all.

The boy who was named was stunned and his face was half-stunned. "...Do you know? There are no more than five people in my life who can read my name at once."

Wang Wei’s name comes from two famous people in history—“Stone” and “Jia Sizhen”. The former is just right, it is the source of the word “Dayi and Destroy”. The latter read a lot of books and wrote a comprehensive agricultural book. Surgery.

Wang Hao’s parents hope that he is honest and fluent, and that “勰” is the same as “but evil” and also symbolizes his wish for a better life.

Qiu Qiu looked at him with sympathy. "You call this name, the primary school is very bitter..."

He said that there is no head, but Wang Hao understands it.. "Fortunately, I was a squad leader when I was in elementary school. They didn't dare to give me a nickname. It was a time for each exam, and everyone else finished the choice. I haven't finished my name yet."

Qiu Qiu has not been a squad leader. He has been a member of the class and a representative of the language class since he was a child. He has never been a college cadre, but several professors like him. Everything needs him to convey. .

The two of them saw each other as soon as possible, and soon you chatted with me.

Qiu Qiu has a bit of dullness in his cleverness. Wang Hao is also a big brother. The two of them come to class with Gong, but it is a rare fate.

Wang Wei was a few years older than Qiu Qiu. He was a resident singer of a small bar. For some reason, he had the opportunity to worship under Gong’s door. He has been studying for more than a month now. Through this period of contact, Wang Hao vaguely found out the temperament of Teacher Gong. At this time, he did not hesitate, and picked up some precautions and conveyed it to Qiu Qiu.

The two spoke and did not notice that the time had reached half past five.

When the second hand passed the last one, the door of Gong’s studio was pushed away. The teacher Gong, wrapped in a beautiful color, was like a flamingo in a duel, and entered the studio with great arrogance.

Wang Hao quickly turned to her, respectfully said hello. "Old Gong is good."

Qiu Qiu was a little late. The little wife seemed to have to look at her brother. Then she looked at Teacher Gong and shouted. "Old Gong is good." This is too shameful. His voice is like a mosquito.

"It seems that you already know?" Gong teacher smiled softly, but the tone was always inconsistent with his expression. "But you are half-pounded and talkative. It is also very good."

She walked up to the two to stand up, one hand and one, smiled and made an introduction.. "Come, this is the younger brother Qiu Qiu. Qiu Qiu, this is your brother's frame."

"..." Qiu Qiu saw Wang Hao's face from the neck to the tip of his ear, and an inch of red went up.

When Wang Haogang came to study art, his name was too unfamiliar. He had been wearing the "Wang □ □" badge for more than half a month, and only a few days ago he was replaced with a new badge.

The overbearing Queen Gong Zetian disliked his name and asked him to choose between "Wangkoukou" and "Wang Frame".

Wang Hao’s difficult choices can only be reluctant to change his name to Wang.

Qiu Qiuduo, the teacher said what he did. He immediately shouted sweetly. "The frame is good!"

Wang Hao, who thought that the younger brother who had just been conquered by himself had actually turned his back, and took a long time to come up with a sentence: "Qiu Qiu is good."

... really depressed, Qiu Qiu’s name is so good that he can’t get a nickname.

Teacher Gong is very popular and does not talk nonsense. She let the king frame to go to the side to practice the piano, and Qiu Qiu was called to the front alone, to give him the most basic vocal common sense.

Teacher Gong asked him. "Do you know the abdominal breathing method?"

"Know know!" Qiu Qiu said, "I practice yoga every day before going to bed."

"There is a foundation. Abdominal breathing is the cornerstone of vocal music. Singing also requires you to give a voice, which is much harder than the abdominal breathing of yoga."

Abdominal breathing is actually diaphragmatic breathing, which is different from normal intercostal breathing and shoulder breathing. This is the most basic breathing technique when singing. It is difficult to grasp its characteristics by mouth. Teacher Gong simply placed a human anatomical model in the studio to help students understand the rules and vocal techniques of diaphragmatic breathing more intuitively.

Because it is the first class, Teacher Gong’s teaching is based on theory, but these are enough for Qiu Qiu to digest. Fortunately, Qiu Qiu was smart, and he was very versatile. He tried to sing a few syllables on the basis of abdominal breathing, and he touched the doorway faintly.

The more clever the students are, the more satisfied the teacher is, but at this stage Qiu Qiu still can't reach her requirements, and must lay a good foundation to get more targeted guidance. When Mr. Gong thought for a moment, Qiu Qiu sang his own hand to the frame of the king. The frame of the king was earlier than him. The foundation was solid, and he first picked the wrong one.

Wang Hao did not release water. After he sang two times in Qiu Qiu, he quickly filled out a form he had heard. There was a tone, a breath, a tone, and a breathing rhythm. There were more than a dozen items. .

Teacher Gong took it and looked at it. He praised him. "Well, my heart is hot, like me."

Qiu Qiu simply suspected that the Wang framed brothers were in the communiqué.

Joke is a joke, Qiu Qiu is not a person who can't stand the criticism, and he used to be a person on this road to explore, certainly more than a professional. He took a small notebook and wrote down the comments of his brother and teacher. He planned to go home and ponder.

Although Fu Rinen bought Qiu Qiu’s guidance for one hundred hours in one breath, the class schedule was not intensive. Only three hours of classes from 7:00 am to 10:00 am were arranged in one day. At other times, Mr. Gong also had official duties to deal with.

As a teacher, Ms. Gong is very strict with the students. She asks Qiu Qiu to be the same as the king. She arrives at the classroom every morning at 5:30 to practice breath and breathe. After going home every afternoon, she has to practice her voice skills.

In addition, she also gave Qiu Qiu a sports watch, asking him to run an hour a day, sit up and sit a hundred before going to bed. The former enhances heart and lung function, while the latter exercises abdominal stability. Singing is actually a very laborious thing. If you don't have a strong body, the highly concentrated singing for half an hour is enough to make the brain lack oxygen.

Where does Qiu Qiu think that after-school homework is actually exercising? He hasn’t exercised since he was hit by a bone fracture in a football class...

However, this kind of frustration only disappeared after a few seconds. He came to learn and didn't come to enjoy it. He is thinking hard about it. In the elementary school, music lessons and physical education classes are always occupied by the number of words. Now it is time to make up for childhood.

......

The first day of the class ended earlier than I expected. Qiu Qiu called the cognac. I originally planned to report it and then took a taxi home. I thought that Fu Ryan just happened to talk about business nearby and decided to pick him up. Lunch.

It is clear that it has been less than six hours since the morning was separated, but Qiu Qiu felt that it had been a long time in the past. When she thought of seeing dryness at noon, Qiu Qiu’s exhaustion disappeared.

The car to be familiar stopped at the side of the road. Qiu Qiu, who was waiting for a long time, quickly opened the back door and slammed it up. The car was air-conditioned and blew his heat in the hot sun.

There was a layer of sweat on his head. Fu Rinen felt bad about him. He took a bottle of ice mineral water on his neck to help him cool down. As a result, he straightened his neck and tried to drill into the shell like a small turtle.

But he has a shell, he only has Fu Ryan.

So Fu Ryan smoothly exchanged a bottle of ice water for the benefit of Qiu Qiu.

The driver on the front seat and the driver's seat were sitting straight, staring at the road ahead without looking at it, as if they didn't know that the two big living people in the back seat had glued together.

It is not easy to work for people in this world. If you can't see it, you will pretend to be invisible. The young grass will take the initiative to let the old cows squat, and the ducks of their neighbors will not be embarrassed.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was very low. The sweat on the back of Qiu Qiu was blown dry after a while. Fu Rinen squeezed his palm and saw that the little hand was no longer hot, so I was relieved.

Qiu Qiu talked about his enthusiasm. He introduced his newly-recognized Wang box-framed brother to Cognac, and also introduced the allusions of Wang Xi’s name.

These two words are very unfamiliar, Fu Ryan does not know, Qiu Qiu does not despise the illiterate, pull his palm, write a stroke in his palm.

The boy's long nails slid gently over the man's palm, and the last stroke of the pen seemed like a small hook, which happened to cling to his pulse.

Fu Ryan flipped his palm and grabbed Qiu Qiu's fingertips. He said, "We are really smart in autumn and autumn. Whose little dictionary is it?"

Qiu Qiuqi half a day, small channel.. "Cognac..."

Fu Ryan really wants to put this small dictionary in his pocket and take it wherever he goes.

"How is the class today? Is it good for Teacher Gong?" Fu Ryan was so stupid that his father was in the upper body and let Qiu Qiuyi tell him what he had learned in class.

Qiu Qiu’s stomach is full of knowledge. When he asked, he fell out, and after all he finished, he looked forward to seeing Fu Ryan. His eyes were filled with "I have listened carefully in class." Say, cognac praise me!"

Fu Ryan naturally satisfied his wishes, and put him in his arms for a good warmth and kneading. The temperature that Qiu Qiu finally fell down was raised.

Fu Ryan's gentleness has always been overbearing. Qiu Qiu reluctantly wants to escape in the middle of the road. He pressed his hands to the waist of the baby's son, and pressed him hard to let him leave himself a centimeter.

Qiu Qiu was ashamed and anxious. When he raised his eyes, he finally noticed that there were two big living people in the front seat. The big living person actually looked at the situation behind him quietly. Be careful with Qiu Qiu in the rearview mirror.

Qiu Qiu hasn't reacted yet. What happened to the eye-hooking "click" on the control panel, the baffle between the front and rear seats of the blinking eye rises, and the back seat completely becomes a private space.

In this way, no one can see the sugar son and the sugar cane, no matter what game he is hiding inside.

Qiu Qiu.. "...QAQ!"

Fu Ruien chuckled and felt that it was time to give the secretary a raise.