Chapter 109 Soo-jung, Soo-yeon
“You sing well!”
In the back seat of the taxi, Zheng Xiuheng suddenly spoke, startling Li Zhien. When she reacted, she quickly turned around and asked with some surprise: "Big brother, did you say that I sang well?"
Zheng Xiuheng nodded, and then said: "But! That's all!"
“…”
After a moment of silence, Li Zhien couldn't help but ask: "Well, what does this mean?"
"Well!"
Zheng Xiuheng thought that the little girl would be disappointed again after hearing this, but he didn't expect that she didn't understand what he meant at all.
Zheng Xiuheng liked the previous performance very much. This 15-year-old girl's performance of "Million" was just as Zheng Xiuheng commented, "not bad".
It’s a very standard academic singing method. To put it simply, what you sing is the same as what you learned. You can also say that it’s all standard answers in the book.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a girl of fifteen years old who can sing to this level would naturally be described as amazing. However, in the eyes of people who understand music, especially those teachers and presidents of planning agencies, such candidates are the easiest to be eliminated.
To be a singer in Korea, you don’t necessarily need to be a good singer, you don’t necessarily need to have a super perfect body, or a face so exquisite that women will be jealous.
Today's Korea only requires three conditions: good looks , distinctive features, and not an idiot.
I'm not an idiot, it's a bit vague, but to put it bluntly, it can be learned, whether it's singing or dancing, it can be learned. Isn't the purpose of brokerage companies training trainees to improve these skills?
But personal characteristics, whether it's character, voice, or timbre, cannot be cultivated, at least 99.9% of people cannot.
This afternoon, Zheng Xiuheng saw many contestants with great singing skills and high notes that bombarded the eardrums, but in the end, most of them were eliminated. He heard Park Jin-young say the most that he had no personal characteristics and just took what the teacher taught him to the extreme.
Zheng Xiuheng also agreed with this reason, and he was very clear about the reason for not choosing these people. It was not because these people had no possibility of finding their own personal characteristics, but because of their age. Many college students who graduated from practical music were over 22 years old, which was too old for all the brokerage companies.
Of course, this is also because these people do not have a good face. To put it bluntly, they do not meet the above conditions. If they meet two of the conditions, they will probably be selected.
The difference between a real singer and a backup singer is only a few meters, but these few meters are a hurdle that some people cannot cross in their entire lives, and they can only stand behind others in the dark position forever.
"Your singing voice doesn't have its own unique style. Of course, this can be attributed to your young age. However, judging from your singing skills, you have undergone a lot of training and practice. That is why you still have a long way to go to become a singer. Of course, it may also be that the song is not suitable for you, but based on your voice and singing skills, my score for you just now is 60, which is just passing!"
Lee Ji-eun knew that Jung Soo-hyung was a musician, even though it was only the second time they met. But how could someone who owned a guitar and keyboard like that not know music?
When Lee Ji-eun heard the evaluation of the "professionals" for the first time, she seemed very excited and nervous, and at the end she felt deeply lost and sad.
“I’m so bad!”
Looking at the little girl with a flat mouth and red eyes, Zheng Xiuheng found it a little funny. A little girl is just a little girl.
"I'm not sure what your future will be like, but if you really want to go down this path, I'm willing to give you a chance. After all, we are destined to be together!" Zheng Xiuheng said with a smile, without trying to comfort her. According to the current situation of Antenna, it is always necessary to train trainees. Although it is not possible to recruit trainees on a large scale for the time being, it is not impossible to train trainees.
There are no plans to hold a selection conference now
So Zheng Xiuheng is not in a hurry for the time being. It's just that Zheng Xiuheng feels that meeting Lee Ji-eun is indeed fate. And although her singing is not distinctive, she is still very young and has a good voice, and if she is trained well, she may become a talent, and the three giants are very good teachers.
"Big Brother... Can I, can I really do this?"
Lee Ji-eun raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes.
Zheng Xiuheng looked at her blankly. He didn't expect that just a simple comment would make the girl so sad. At this moment, Li Zhien had left a fragile impression in his heart.
However, Zheng Xiuheng was wrong. When Lee Ji-eun was in school, she was considered a very good singer by her teachers and classmates. She was greatly shocked when she heard such comments for the first time.
If this person was not an older brother who she had given many "good guy cards" in her heart, Lee Ji-eun probably would not have accepted it so quickly and would probably have been confused for a while.
"Of course, but I don't like crying kids. The road to becoming a singer is very hard. If you cry like this, it won't work!" Zheng Xiuheng said sternly. He looked at Li Zhien with a serious look. Perhaps because this girl chose that guitar that day, Zheng Xiuheng felt something special about her.
In fact, Zheng Xiuheng didn't realize that he had become easy-going, or more like a... normal person.
If it was half a month ago, he would just look at her coldly and throw her to the Big Three if she was willing.
"I'm sorry, big brother. I, I won't cry. I will persevere. Please... train me!"
Zheng Xiuheng was speechless when he saw the girl suddenly apologize excitedly, turned around and bowed 90 degrees to him, with her head almost touching his legs. The change was too fast.
"I hope you can really hold on. Do you have a cell phone?"
"No!"
"Then leave me your home phone number. I will contact you in about a week. You can come to our company then and I will introduce you to our teachers. It is also best to call your family to avoid them worrying and confirm our company. After all, our company has just been established!"
"Got it, big brother. Um, what's the name of your company?"
"Antenna Family!"
"Ouni, why don't we go back first? My brother might be working!"
Zheng Xiujing sat on a bench about ten meters away from the main entrance of Xilan Apartment Building, hugging her shoulders and speaking with a trembling voice.
At night, the temperature dropped a lot. Since I came directly from the company, I didn't wear a coat, just a sweater and a sweatshirt. The same was true for Jessica Jung.
Krystal's words did not elicit a response from Jessica Jung. At the moment, Jessica Jung was staring blankly at the street light in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zheng Xiujing turned her head and looked at her absent-minded sister. She felt a little helpless and at the same time, she felt inexplicably uneasy. Thinking about how her sister would be furious every time she saw her brother, and now... it was really too quiet.
Although I told my sister all of my brother's secrets, my sister has become quieter and quieter since that day. Logically, shouldn't she run to my brother excitedly, and then the three of them should reconcile?
It is precisely because of the silence that I feel worried.
Krystal took out her cell phone and checked the time. It was already nine o'clock. Although she said she was going home, unlike Jessica Jung, she was worried in her heart. If Jessica Jung hadn't said that she would wait for him downstairs to come back, Krystal would have called him long ago .
“Xiu-jung!”
A familiar male voice came from not far away. Zheng Xiujing's face lit up with joy, and she turned her head and forgot about the past.
Under the dim street lights, Zheng Xiuheng looked rather tall. When he walked a little closer, he realized that it was not just Zheng Xiujing sitting on the chair.
"Xiu-yeon!"
Sitting next to Zheng Xiuheng, Zheng Xiuyan, who was wearing white, turned her head. Although there was still a distance of five or six meters between them, their eyes met at this moment.
There is no more contempt, anger and indifference as before, only complexity, complexity, complexity.
