Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

The time after dinner and before going to bed is probably the last kindness given by the program team to the artists. The spa physiotherapy room, beauty salon, massage room and coffee shop have been greeted in advance by the crew. Everyone can go if they want to play.

However, most people still choose to go back to their room to take a bath and sleep. After all, after running all day, they really don't have much energy to wave at night.

Shen Yi and Han Cheng are even less likely to play. They must be familiar with the whistle they just got.

According to past experience and the old man's vague hint in the afternoon, tomorrow's task is likely to be related to the whistle.

"Adjust the tension of the lip muscles, tighten the treble and relax the bass. Change the size of the mouth style, reduce the treble and enlarge the bass. Change the breath flow speed, make the treble airflow stronger and the bass airflow weaker..." Shen Yi repeated the old man's advice in the afternoon and thought, "how do I think these skills are common."

Han Cheng is still thinking about the fingering on the simplified score. When he hears the speech, he casually says, "I think so, too."

Just like wind instruments such as flute, Xiao and bagpipes, they all blow with their mouth. Can they be different?

"Can you?" Shen Yi asked.

"I'll just play it." Han Cheng pointed to the old notation. "I've only learned a little guitar. I learned the guitar when I composed music and wrote words. You know, my family didn't let me learn music at first, but asked me to learn acting."

Shen Yi nodded clearly, and then obediently studied according to the fingering method on the simple score.

For the two people who don't have the foundation to learn whistle and flute, the simplified score is an unreachable book. They don't say anything about principles and skills. They can only memorize the fingering by rote with their own memory.

Fortunately, Shen Yi has a good memory. He can remember a short song as long as he blows it several times. Although he can't master the flow of breath and it's out of tune for the first time, he can also learn 70% or 80%.

On the contrary, Han Cheng felt that his brain was going to explode after learning for a while. He remembered the music scores and couldn't remember the fingering. He didn't listen to his ten fingers at all. His fingers were disordered and couldn't even hold the whistle several times.

He stuttered for two hours and couldn't even play a complete song in the end.

Han Cheng decided to give up. "My mouth hurts. I won't blow."

Shen Yi also feels uncomfortable in his mouth. It doesn't hurt, but it's very sour.

Shen Yi massaged his face with both hands to relax his muscles. "Let's have a rest. It's getting late."

Look at the time. It's past nine o'clock. Go back and take a bath. You can just sleep.

Han Cheng put his whistle in the box and put it away. "OK, I'll go first. Good night."

Shen Yi took the man to the door. "Good night, brother Cheng."

Han Cheng waved Shen Yi back. Shen Yi watched people enter his room and closed the door. He took his pajamas to the bathroom to take a bath.

Originally, she wanted to take a bath. After a tired day, taking a bath can relieve her muscles, but considering that she also agreed to chat with Ni Chenjun, Shen Yi took a shower directly.

After Shen Yi finished brushing his teeth, washing his face, getting ready for skin care and going to bed tomorrow, it was time to walk to 9:40.

Shen Yi turns off the light, tucks into the quilt and waits for the mobile phone to turn on. As soon as he turns on the traffic data, Ni Chenjun's messages flash out one by one.

Shen Yi ordered to open wechat. The earliest message was sent ten minutes ago. The content was very simple: [I got up]

Then came the intermittently shameless provocative message: [I want to chat with you]

I'm brushing my teeth, and you

[washing face]

[I looked in the mirror and thought of you again]

[if you want to chat, your baby needs to chat online]

In this way, Ni Chenjun abandoned the information of dignity, spoiled and asked to talk. Ni Chenjun shamelessly sent several messages. Shen Yi was caught off guard and turned red before he responded.

And the last one is with a little complaint: [who agreed to chat with me? Don't run]