"Ha ha!"

A young man with dyed red hair burst out laughing, punched Liang Cheng on the head with his fist, and looked at him with disbelief as if he had seen an idiot: "I didn't expect this! In this day and age, how can we still see idiots? You don't actually think that by chatting with them a few times, you can get them to poach you from Linghui, do you? What are you thinking?"

Although Linghui Entertainment has gained some fame in the industry thanks to "The Imperial Decree", it is still a newly established company. Its main business is in the performing arts field and it has nothing to do with idols or boy groups.

So Liang Cheng's idea of ​​leaving the boy band to join Ling Hui is simply wishful thinking!

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tapped Liang Cheng's head. The action didn't seem like a playful joke; it was more like a deliberate attempt to humiliate him.

Liang Cheng didn't mind the other person's actions, just smiled and said, "I know, I was just saying hello."

"That's fine. Xu Yanzhou has already retired. If you leave too, I'll be bored."

Liang Cheng didn't say anything more.

If Xiao He were here, he would be very surprised. Because the last time they met, Xu Yanzhou was the top star in the group, with the most fame and fans. Unexpectedly, after only a year, he had already left the boy group.

The man continued talking to himself, "You know, he's really something. He finally got noticed, but then he had an allergic reaction on his face. What bad luck! He had to find someone else at the last minute. Tsk tsk, what a stroke of luck. It really is a cycle."

The male teacher walked into the practice room from outside.

Smelling the smoke in the practice room, his expression darkened: "Who's smoking in the practice room? How many times have I told you? Smoking indoors is not allowed! There are smoke alarms above our heads. Don't take any chances. If you have a nicotine craving, go outside to smoke!"

"Sorry, teacher, Liang Cheng smoked one. I'll talk to him about it later."

The red-haired youth raised his hand and said something particularly joking, which instantly caused the other people in the practice room to burst into laughter.

The laughter lingered in people's ears, sounding particularly grating.

The male teacher glanced at Liang Cheng, frowned, and Liang Cheng could only put his hands together and say to the male teacher, "I'm sorry, teacher, I won't do it again next time."

The male teacher didn't say anything in the end, only saying, "If I catch you again next time, you don't need to come back."

"Okay, teacher, I'm sorry."

Finally, the male teacher clapped his hands, signaling to the others: "Alright, gather around now, and show me your progress—"

Liang Cheng got up from the ground, and the red-haired youth behind him nudged him with his elbow, a half-smile on his face: "I was just joking, you don't mind, right? Haha, you're definitely not a petty person, I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes later."

Liang Cheng thought to himself that as an idol, he needed to protect his voice and wouldn't smoke, but he still smiled happily and said, "Okay, thanks, bro."

"Hey, the two of us, we're practically brothers!"

The red-haired youth said, pointing to his hair, "Look, green leaves complement red flowers!"

Liang Cheng glanced at the other person's red hair, thought of the lottery slip that had been snatched from him, and smiled: "Hmm, I think red suits you quite well, bro."

...

In the morning, Xiao He went to the dance studio to practice, and in the afternoon, he went to the music studio to practice vocal music.

While dancing and martial arts share similarities in terms of movement and technique, Xiao He can adjust based on his past learning experience and systematic abilities. However, singing is a completely unfamiliar field for him.

Because his mother was a Chinese language teacher, Xiao He's Mandarin was quite standard from a young age. Even his acting teacher never had to worry about his lines; at most, he would adjust the emotion and intensity of some of Xiao He's lines.

But when it comes to singing... Xiao He can only say that the time he feels he sings best is when he's taking a shower.

Who isn't a powerful singer while taking a shower?

If you could also add a high-energy, energetic tune, the entire bathroom would become the stage for the "King of Singers."

However, for professional singers, amateur singers like Xiao He are still quite far from being able to perform on stage.

Xiao He had two songs to learn. He practiced with his vocal teacher for an afternoon and managed to reach a level that was barely acceptable to listen to.

Of course, Xiao He should also thank his parents for the genes that gave him, which made his voice quite pleasant. Even if a pleasant voice sings a little off-key, it can be forgiven... right?