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Chapter 61

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There was no need for Qin Ze to whip her. Qin Bao Bao was full of fighting spirit and expressed that she wanted to practice singing. She was full of ambition and blood boiling.

Qin Ze was responsible for correcting and training her.

"Here, the voice can't tremble. You have to go through it in one breath."

"No, no, the voice is too high. It's not the time for you to explode. Before the rhythm starts, you have to be gentle, sad, and low. "

"I told you not to tremble. Why are you trembling again? Alas, Qin Bao Bao, can you do it? Your good voice is wasted."

"When it should be high, it's not high. When it should be low, it's not low. What do you want?"

"Your expression is not focused enough. Your voice is too stiff. It doesn't feel like you are singing. It's like a tortoise chanting scriptures. The most charming thing about singing is that it can move people's hearts. But I don't see any emotion on your face. "

"Bao Bao, this is a rock love song. You can't be too high. It's too emotional and tasteless. Why don't you withdraw from 'I Am a Singer'? You rotten wood, I can't help you."

It was good to have fighting spirit, but the reality was always rough. It was easy to sing this song, but difficult to sing it well. Qin Ze was not satisfied. Poor Qin Bao Bao's voice was hoarse.

"Stop, stop, stop. Rest for half an hour and rest your voice." Qin Ze picked up the teacup and took a sip. He shook his head resentfully.

Qin Bao Bao was angry and aggrieved. She collapsed on the sofa in frustration and drank a mouthful of water.

"There are still a few days left. Continue to practice. Sister, I have confidence in you." Qin Ze felt that he couldn't increase her negative emotions, and he couldn't attack his sister's negativity. If this girl went all out, the one who would be finished would be him.

Qin Bao had a bad record. When she was in junior high school, the pressure of studying was too great, and Qin Bao's grades had steadily declined for a period of time. Her teachers and parents kept roaring in her ears, telling her to work hard and not fail in her studies, and not to be a loser like her younger brother … But no matter how hard she tried, Qin Bao's grades didn't improve. Her grades didn't improve, and instead, they regressed. She was stressed for half a semester, so she simply threw caution to the wind and fell asleep in class. On weekends, she dragged Qin Ze to go online. It was during that period of time that she learned how to play online games, and she played them very well.

This went on for half a semester and a summer break. After school started, her parents gave up on treatment, but she surprised everyone in the mid-term exam and scored third in the whole grade. His parents were overjoyed.

Therefore, his sister was a person who couldn't stand pressure. Give her a safe and comfortable environment, and her IQ could be maintained at a normal level. But once there was too much pressure, she would collapse. The saying that the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation. It was nonsense. Not everyone had a strong and indomitable will.

"It's my fault for being too demanding. It's my first time singing, so it's impossible to be perfect. It'll be fine if you practice more. With more practice, you'll be able to reach perfection, and you'll be able to beat Liu Xuegang in seconds." Qin Ze changed his routine and coaxed Qin Bao like he was coaxing a child. But his sister liked it very much. She hummed and nodded, and her expression was clearly saying, "Brother, you're right. I'm such a great person."

On Friday, the show started.

During the day, Qin Ze stayed at home alone, Wang Zijin went to work, and Qin Bao was summoned home by her mother yesterday. She left after recording the show. When she received the call, Qin Bao was so scared that she almost peed her pants. She grabbed her brother's hand tightly as if it was the end of the world. "What should I do? What should I do? Did Mom and Dad find out about my singing? Will they beat me to death? If they beat me to death, Azé must save my sister …"

Qin Ze was also unsure. But since his sister was so weak, as a man, he couldn't act too cowardly. So he picked up the phone. "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mom didn't waste any time. "Let your sister answer the phone."

"Okay." Qin Ze decisively gave in and passed the phone to her.

Qin Bao rolled her eyes at her brother, then took a deep breath. Finally, she picked up the phone and stammered, "Mom …"

"Come home tomorrow." Mom's voice had a rare hint of determination.

Qin Bao's heart skipped a beat. She looked at her brother for help, but Qin Ze pretended not to see it.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

Since her brother was so weak, Qin Bao Bao could only shoulder the burden herself.

Mom revealed, "I've found a match for you. He's handsome, young, and promising. He's 30 years old, has three houses, and two cars. I heard that he's the deputy general manager of a private equity company. He's half in the same industry and has a common topic with your dad. Your dad also thinks that he's good. "

Qin Bao Bao and Qin Ze both heaved a sigh of relief. Qin Bao Bao said softly, "I thought it was something serious. Okay, I'll go over tomorrow and meet him."

Mom was dumbfounded when she saw her agree so readily. "Eh, you agreed so quickly today?"

"Yes, yes." Qin Bao Bao said obediently, "I'm about the same age. I can't let you worry about me every day. If you like him, you can go out and find him."

Mom was instantly moved. Tears welled up in her eyes on the other end of the phone. "My Bao Bao has really grown up …"

Qin Ze stood at the side and complained in his heart. It's all because you two spoiled her.

The mother and daughter hung up the phone. Qin Bao Bao exhaled heavily. "I was almost scared to death."

"Since your plot hasn't been exposed, why are you going back?"

"I'm going back to sound them out. I'm going to cut the Internet cable at home." Qin Bao Bao stuck out her tongue.

People were like that. The more guilty they were, the more they would compromise. Normally, she wouldn't be willing to go back.

Mom basically didn't go online, and Grandpa would only go online to read financial news. He definitely wouldn't pay attention to variety shows.

"What time are you going back tomorrow?"

"After recording the show tomorrow, I'll drive straight home. I won't be back on the weekend." Qin Bao Bao looked at him meaningfully. "You and Zijin stay at home. Don't mess around."

"You always think of me as a bad person," Qin Ze said unhappily.

On the Internet, Weibo was in a frenzy.

"9 pm, waiting for 'I Am a Singer'."

"I haven't watched TV for many years. I'm waiting for the Internet at 12 pm."

"What's there to watch? There's no bullet screen or video. I've always watched shows on my computer."

"I'm looking forward to it. Li Xuegang's rock is so hot-blooded."

"I'm a die-hard fan of Li Xuegang. I can sing all of his songs. Rock is so high. "

"Sob sob sob … I don't live in Shanghai. Otherwise, I'd definitely go to the scene to support my idol."

"I'm looking forward to the PK between Huang Yuteng and Li Xuegang. It'll be a fierce battle."

"I'm looking forward to Qin Bao Bao drawing Li Xuegang. Hahaha."

"Qin Bao Bao is destined to be out. Which of those guests isn't more popular than her?"

"Yeah. Chen Xiaotong's popularity has recovered in these few episodes. She's even more popular than Li Rongxing now."

"How is that possible? Chen Xiaotong is more popular than Li Rongxing?"

"If you don't believe me, look at the show's official Weibo. There's a popularity poll. Chen Xiaotong is third, Huang Yuteng is first, Li Xuegang is second, Li Rongxing is fourth, Hong Jingyao is fifth, and Qin Bao Bao is last."

"Bye-bye, Qin Bao Bao."

"Let's take another look at Qin Bao Bao's big breasts and long legs. It's the last episode."

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