Maybe Gan Yuan is really the chosen one. Someone always comes to help him grow when he needs it most.

The class teacher in high school, the system after graduation, Zhuang Chuan during the expansion.

Gan Yuan's learning ability is indeed outstanding.

It was also because of this that Zhuang Chuan accepted him as his disciple.

But he is very skilled. He did not directly teach Gan Yuan the deepest skills, but taught him the basics bit by bit.

Whenever Gan Yuan felt that he had learned enough, Zhuang Chuan could always use various methods to hit Gan Yuan and make him motivated to continue learning.

Just like now, Gan Yuan has just integrated what Zhuang preached today and feels that he is invincible and can defeat his opponents at that time.

He felt a little proud.

"Teacher, I feel like I definitely don't have so many problems singing that song now!"

Zhuang Chuan glanced at him.

After spending the past few days together, he got to know Gan Yuan somewhat.

"Okay, then you sing and I'll listen."

Zhuang Chuan, the old god, even changed the TV station.

Gan Yuan prepared himself and cleared his throat.

"Whose heart is blown by the wind?

Whose sunny day does the holiday sunshine illuminate?

Reach out your hand..."

Before he finished singing, Zhuang Chuan interrupted him.

"Okay, okay, okay, that's it. You've made some progress, but the gap is still too far."

"Just by singing this sentence, you made three mistakes."

"First, if you start with a high key, there will be no problem in the front part, but when you sing the high notes of the chorus, even if you can get it down, there will be instability."

"Second, when you extend your hand, your pitch change is not completely in place. Usually the audience may not be able to hear it, but professional judges can easily hear it."

"Third, I told you, singing should be emotional! Are you emotionally invested in choosing this song? You haven't even talked about singing any love songs when you're in love?"

The criticism left Gan Yuan speechless.

"Okay, keep trying to practice for half an hour. If you have to record a show tomorrow, I won't let you have extra classes."

Gan Yuan scratched his head and went back to practice more.

Little did he know that Zhuang Chuan was also in a state of turmoil.

This kid has only been learning from me for a few days, and he has already surpassed the singing level of most young guys on the market.

Although this is not something worth bragging about, this growth rate is really amazing.

What's even more troublesome for Zhuang Chuan is that if this kid continues to learn like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach him for a long time.

When Gan Yuan returned home, Gan Xiu had already prepared a meal waiting for him.

After eating something casually, Gan Yuan started the live broadcast.

His pace of life has been so full recently that he has almost no free time at all.

Fortunately, since he was going to record tomorrow, he could finally treat it as a trip and relax.

It is currently the fourth recording of Longing, and the third episode was screened last week.

The four of us went from being strangers and not getting used to each other at first, to feeling like family.

He Ye is like a mother, handling small things at home, receiving guests and taking care of the children.

Huang Xin is like his father. He usually looks a little serious and always gives people a sense of majesty, but when big things happen at home, he will definitely listen to his opinions.

Gan Yuan is like an eldest son, sensible and mature, sunny and able to work.

Yang Qiaoer is the youngest daughter, naughty and clever, and the favorite of the family.

These four people really feel like a family in the eyes of the audience.

The audience can see, let alone in reality, that the four of them are really like family now, familiar, warm and happy.

It's July, which is when the weather is hottest.

He Ye, Huang Xin and Yang Qiaoer were lazily sitting in the pavilion, blowing the fan and chatting.

At this time, Gan Yuan came over.

"Hurry, this watermelon is ice cold, come and eat it quickly."

He was holding a large watermelon in his hand, which had been opened into a small piece, revealing the red flesh and black sesame-like watermelon seeds inside.

Of course Gan Yuan brought this from home.

They also knew that this was Gan Yuan's hometown. Huang Xin smiled and said, "Well, the villagers in Wuguang Village are really enthusiastic!"

As he said this, he walked to the kitchen, took a large kitchen knife, and opened the watermelon in a few strokes.

The four of them were eating melon, and Yang Qiaoer asked.

"Who do you think is your guest today? When I heard the call this morning, it sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't tell who it was."

The four people discussed this topic.

As a result, within a few minutes of discussion, I heard a cry: "Hey!"

"The four of us are so hot that we dragged our luggage so far."

"It's good for you, you are quite leisurely eating watermelon. I didn't know how to come and greet you."

Following the sound, four people had already come in carrying boxes. There were men, women, old and young, and it looked really lively.

Gan Yuan quickly stepped forward to help them get their luggage.

Huang Xin knew the person he was talking to at first glance.

"Who are you? Why are you breaking into private houses? Get out, get out!"

"You go out alone, the young people and the girls stay!"

The middle-aged man seemed not to hear, and took the initiative to hand the luggage to Gan Yuan.

He ignored Huang Xin and extended his hand to Gan Yuan.

"Hello, Gan Yuan, right? I'm Zhao Qunsheng."

Zhao Qunsheng! No wonder Yang Qiaoer said the voice sounded familiar.

He is the top folk singer in China and has been Huang Xin's friend for decades.

He rarely appears in variety shows or TV, so it's normal that he can't remember him for a while.

The three people behind him, Gan Yuan, still looked familiar.

The girl’s name is Zeng Yaoyun, and the two young boys’ names are Xu Boyu and Chang Chang.

The three of them are all quite famous singers now. Although they are not famous, their singing skills are still good.

He Ye said with a smile: "It's quite neat today. A bunch of singers. Do you mean they want to hold a concert in our mushroom house?"

There are many singers, so naturally they played a few songs while everyone was chatting after dinner.

There is that quaint jukebox in the Mushroom House.

It can also be regarded as an opportunity for newcomers to perform. The first one to sing was the girl Zeng Yaoyun.

She sang a song of her own, which was considered a singing competition.

In fact, both He Ye and Huang Xin have released records before. It was not difficult for them to sing, and they both sang a song.

As everyone sang one after another, before they knew it, only Gan Yuan was left.

Huang Xin smiled and said: "Xiao Gan, please sing a song!"

Gan Yuan scratched his head: "Okay, if everyone sings, I'll sing one too. But I'm not very good at singing, so just don't laugh at me."

Gan Yuan did not just say this verbally.

In his impression, Zhuang Chuan always criticized his singing, which always made him feel that his singing was still quite poor and he still needed to learn.

He chose a song that he had heard quite a lot in Zhuang Chuan's house, "Just That". Firstly, he was familiar with it, and secondly, it was also composed by Zhuang Chuan.

Gan Yuan picked up the phone and took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!