After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 75

Wei Zige saw Qin Lu's interest in the guitar he was holding and grinned, asking Qin Lu cheerfully, "Want to play?"

His skin, whether natural or tanned, had a wheatish hue. When he smiled, his teeth appeared exceptionally white and well-aligned, making him look perfect for a toothpaste advertisement. However, Wei Zige's deep eye sockets, coupled with his carefree and unruly personality, gave him a roguish vibe when he smiled, which lowered his approachability. People who weren't familiar with him could easily be put off by his tattoos and eyebrow stud.

When not smiling, Wei Zige's usual expression seemed a bit fierce.

Qin Lu wanted to give it a try. He watched as Wei Zige casually strummed a few tunes, seemingly just playing the strings randomly, which didn't seem too complicated but sounded pleasant.

He replied straightforwardly, "I want to, but I've never learned."

Before Wei Zige could speak, Qin Lu smiled and said, "Teach me."

If it were someone else unfamiliar, they would probably think that Qin Lu's casual tone would offend Wei Zige. But as soon as Qin Lu uttered those slightly rude words, Wei Zige visibly brightened up.

He liked it when people said what was on their mind, not treating him like an outsider.

For him, this was the first step in becoming friends.

Wei Zige knew he looked intimidating and had a problematic personality, so he hated it when people hesitated or were overly polite before getting to know him. Once someone was too reserved around him, Wei Zige would think they were biased against him and wouldn't bother with them anymore.

Thus, while Wei Zige was easy to get along with, he was also quite difficult to approach.

In previous team-ups, most of Wei Zige's relationships with his teammates were average at best. They could barely maintain a surface-level camaraderie to get through the performance, but they rarely got along well.

But Qin Lu was really to Wei Zige's liking, and he noticed it from the beginning when he called out their names.

Before, his teammates would always unconsciously avoid eye contact with him, but Qin Lu was casual from the start and looked directly at Wei Zige whenever they spoke.

Feeling in high spirits, Wei Zige readily handed his guitar to Qin Lu. "Don't worry, I'll definitely teach you."

It was evident that Wei Zige cherished his guitar. The classic folk guitar was a plain natural wood color, revealing delicate and comfortable textures, and the tension of the strings was just right.

Qin Lu tried plucking the strings a couple of times. The clear sound of the guitar lingered pleasantly, with a transparent tone that wasn't dull. It was his first time experiencing this feeling, and his amber eyes sparkled slightly.

Unlike mere singing and dancing, playing an instrument was external, yet it could still be altered by different methods of control, thus offering more possibilities.

The principle of the guitar wasn't difficult, and Wei Zige quickly explained the EADGBE six strings to Qin Lu. The closest to the headstock was the first fret, followed by the second, third, and so on.

As for the various chords, after Wei Zige demonstrated each one, he intended to help Qin Lu write them down on paper. But as soon as he drew the first C chord, he saw Qin Lu effortlessly press down a standard C chord and strum it with perfect pitch.

Qin Lu's fingers were unusually slender. Folk guitars had steel strings, and beginners might not be able to press them down completely if their fingers didn't have enough strength, or they might even feel a bit painful if their fingertips weren't calloused.

But Qin Lu pressed down effortlessly, and his memory was quite remarkable. The cameraman kept the camera silently focused on Qin Lu, capturing him sitting by the window with the curtains gently swaying in the wind, practicing strumming the guitar strings. The trainee holding the guitar had the quiet and beautiful silhouette of a youth movie.

When the afternoon sunlight fell on the two trainees, a faint light flashed through the dark hair of Qin Lu, making people involuntarily relax when they glanced at him.

Wei Zige let Qin Lu try Dm and Em chords, and Qin Lu played them accurately.

Even though Wei Zige hadn't taught any other "students" before, and he couldn't remember how long it took him to learn many years ago, he was sure it wasn't as fast as Qin Lu's learning.

Qin Lu remembered everything after just one demonstration.

His memory and learning ability were too strong.

But Qin Lu had no concept of these. He quickly noticed Wei Zige looking at him with a subtle expression and then started bombarding him with praises and encouragement in a teaching style—

Qin Lu learned strumming and picking from him.

Wei Zige, with a cold and serious expression, praised him earnestly, "Impressive, good, excellent."

Qin Lu learned sliding and cutting notes from him.

Wei Zige rubbed his chin. Despite looking fierce, he spouted a stream of rainbow-like compliments, "You're a talented player. You must keep practicing guitar every day. The world of guitar would be at a loss without you."

Qin Lu: "..."

He looked at Wei Zige with some doubt. Really?

After a short period of learning, Wei Zige placed the guitar against the wall and began humming a tune.

During his time at the training base, Qin Lu had learned a lot of professional knowledge from Instructor Lai Yuheng, and his knowledge base and practical experience had become much richer.

As the wind blew across their faces from outside, Qin Lu closed his eyes slightly, and with his hands casually placed behind him, he basked in the sunlight, joining in Wei Zige's song.

His entry was natural, and their voices merged perfectly. Wei Zige didn't stop when Qin Lu joined in, and they cooperated seamlessly, improvising a short piece of music.

This segment was faithfully recorded by the camera, and the transition was completely smooth, with no sense of discordance. Although it was entirely improvised, it sounded as if it had been rehearsed countless times beforehand. It was very pleasing to the ears.

When Nan Xiao and the other teammates entered from outside, they heard Qin Lu and Wei Zige collaborating. Without saying hello to them, Nan Xiao smiled and, with increasing interest, tapped out a beat along with the music, joining in.

Nan Xiao's B-box training was systematic, and when he joined, the rhythm became more pronounced.

None of the teammates disrupted the harmony, and gradually, the remaining trainees joined in. The song gradually became complete.

Originally, it was only Qin Lu and Wei Zige improvising the song, but when their teammates' voices joined in, there was no dissonance, and their cooperation was seamless.

Music was completely free and unrestricted, driven by inspiration. In addition to singing, there was B-boxing and using hands to drum or utilizing anything around to create music. Tapping the floor, different parts of the body—all could become rhythm.

The high and low voices harmonized well, and the rhythm was comfortable and relaxed.

This was a completely improvised acapella, without any prior discussion or rehearsal, yet it flowed naturally and smoothly.

When everyone finally ended it in harmony, Qin Lu opened his eyes and exchanged a glance with the teammates who had unknowingly surrounded them, and they all couldn't help but smile.