"The weak mixed skills can be improved. If I can show my performance level just now, I will be an excellent singer."

"By the way, my breathing was still a bit obvious just now. There is an old problem. Let the vocal teacher train in a targeted manner in the next class."

Chu Zhi summarized his performance in his mind. He would do this in every performance, including singer-songwriter, masked singer and singer stage. Only by seeing shortcomings can he make progress.

It is part of the characterization of abuse fans, but the singer's skills must be grasped steadily. Chu Zhi hired the vocal teacher He Bingli. The first person in the Orff teaching method introduced to China. He has also served as the teacher of many powerful stars, with a strong appearance and strength.

The phone prompt sounded, and someone sent a message. Chu Zhi returned to his senses and opened WeChat to take a look.

Xiaopeng wants to sleep: [Is it okay? I accidentally saw a coughing blood just now]

Xiaopeng wants to sleep: [Is it possible that the mucosa in the throat is ruptured and bleeding? It may also be that the throat is congested and edema caused by increased secretions, rupture of capillaries. Anyway, in short, eat less spicy foods]

That's not. Spicy food is his favorite. He also wants to be a ruthless butcher. He is cautious in acting the emperor beast without letting fake plasma splatter elsewhere. He even puts plastic bags and white handkerchiefs in his pocket, and even leaves the gymnasium without throwing the trash can or something. He wants to put it home before disposing of it.

Be cautious and be able to catch cicadas for thousands of years, be careful to make the ship of thousands of years, and Chu Zhi thief is stable.

Just as he wanted to reply, Gu Peng sent another message: [Many people have taken videos and things that are not well-off may be circulated on the Internet.]

I was afraid that Chu Zhi was not mentally prepared, so I said in advance that he would have a preset that he would be a good child.

[I know, thank you for telling me, otherwise I will be really abrupt.] Chu Zhi replied.

I chatted with Gu Peng all the time. According to what Gu Peng said, he left the gymnasium, and the audience seats were similar to the streets of the market.

One thing will affect many things. Before doing anything, you must analyze it clearly, even if you feel confident in yourself. If you have PTSD and depression, no one will force him to go to the hospital to prescribe medicine or something, because no one dares to assert that if Chu Zhi has the ability to treat depression and PTSD after the treatment.

A healthy Chu Zhi and a talented but mentally depressed Chu Zhi, you let the general public choose and see what they choose.

Sister Niu and Sister Wang around him will only ensure their health, food, clothing, housing and transportation, so Chu Zhi dared to pretend without restraint.

Secondly, this time the coughing of blood feels exaggerated and abrupt, but when netizens on the Internet dig it carefully, they will feel it is reasonable. Every time they go on stage, they will be filled with high-pitched throat, causing congestion and swelling.

The coughing was instantly uncontrollable, and the fact that Chu Zhi thought it was a bit difficult to act because of the fact that the splashed fake plasma would be missed if it was tested, mainly because of the subsequent reasons.

"If you don't take the fairy throat lozenges, you really can't make your throat like this. The throat is dry and dry, which is similar to how you have been in a KTV for a night, and it hurts a little." Chu Zhi thought about it and took an hour or two to slowly, and the side feedback was that the strange thing was really a treasure.

"If Sister Niu and others knew that my throat was so severely coughing blood, they would definitely let me take a good rest and don't eat spicy items. Well, go home that night and order a midnight snack."

"If I really want to take me to the hospital..."

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Among the busy people, there was a unique person. Wang Yuan's face was very bad and he could almost overflow with black air.

"What's wrong with the king?" The first person who successfully realized was Lao Qian.
Chapter completed!