Chapter 19

The performance stage of the singing and songwriting group is entirely decided by themselves. The songs and dances are completed by the group together, and the mentor can provide guidance.

Without a set content, the teams had to start from scratch, which was indeed a huge challenge. However, in previous shows, this situation also best showcased individual abilities. If they performed well, they could ignite the audience and easily secure the highest score. If they performed poorly, they could be criticized to the point of being completely humiliated.

For those who have the choice, it is a high-risk but high-reward option. However, many people are forced into this group because they have no other better options.

Zheng Yan also looked at the draft paper on the floor of the practice room and felt annoyed.

There was a week between song selection and the first performance, and two days had already passed, and their group still had zero progress. Several of their creative demos had been rejected, leaving them without even a prototype, let alone the subsequent choreography. As the countdown board dwindled, their pressure doubled.

What's even worse is Luo Wenxi, who shows up in their group every day without fail to show his presence, under the pretext of "monitoring each other's progress." As soon as he arrives, he surrounds Jiang Shiyu with a smile, and the core idea of ​​all his words revolves around "It's a pity that I can't be in the same group with Xiaoyu." He also implicitly pulls him down with words: "If Xiaoyu is in the same group with me, we will definitely not be in this deadlock."

Hehe. Zheng Yan also wanted to sneer and kick Luo Wenxi out on the spot, and put a sign on the door saying "No entry for outsiders".

Their mentor was a veteran singer-songwriter with countless hits to his name, the kind that anyone could sing along to. He watched their increasingly confused thoughts, sighed, and picked up a scrap of paper from the floor, examining it carefully.

"There are a few ideas that are worth mentioning, but your biggest problem right now is that your thinking is too empty and superficial. You're just thinking about how to ignite the atmosphere and make it explode, but without substance, you can't do anything."

"Just think about who you most want to hear this song and how you want them to react when they hear it."

Who do you want a song written for?

Zheng Yan also subconsciously looked at Jiang Shiyu. The boy was sitting upright, listening to the tutor with great interest, with a gleam in his eyes.

He had come here for Jiang Shiyu from the beginning, and now the answer was still Jiang Shiyu. Because they were together, he wanted to write a poem with their common name on it, making it a work of art that countless people would admire.

I want Zheng Yanye and Jiang Shiyu’s names to appear together on the playback interface, and then convey the prelude to happiness.

He had a new idea.

*

With an idea in mind, the subsequent work was not so difficult. After experiencing the initial confusion, the singing and songwriting group quickly adjusted their state, worked overtime to come up with a prototype, and immediately began choreography rehearsals in full swing.

With three days left until the performance, a tense atmosphere quietly permeated all the practice rooms. Jiang Shiyu's group was no exception. The dance teacher had watched them dance that morning, his brow furrowed as he sighed and helped them simplify several parts.

Jiang Shiyu lowered his head under the teacher's gaze, not daring to meet his gaze. His part wasn't difficult, but it had a lot of rhythmic movements, and if he didn't get the small details right, it would look very stiff.

At this time, everyone in a group encourages each other and no one blames anyone, but the more this happens, the more self-blame and guilt those who do not perform well feel.

Jiang Shiyu had been staying up late in the practice room for two nights in a row. At midnight, Zheng Yan hooked him up and said she wanted to go back with him. He shook his head slightly and said he needed to practice for a while longer. As a result, Zheng Yan also left alone, looking unhappy from behind.

It was a bit lonely to let Zheng Yan go back alone. Jiang Shiyu realized later that Zheng Yan missed him too.

But he didn't have time to dwell on these things; the current difficulties clearly required more energy. He was the only one left in the practice room. After practicing his movements in front of the mirror once more, Jiang Shiyu was so sleepy that he almost collapsed. He collapsed to the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling.

It would be great if Zheng Yan was here too. He is so talented and will definitely be able to teach me quickly, which is better than him trying for a long time without being able to find the difference.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even hear the sound of the practice room door being gently pushed open.

Suddenly, someone blocked the light of the incandescent lamp, and the person he was thinking about appeared in front of him. Zheng Yan also found Jiang Shiyu's dazed look funny and couldn't help but waved his hand in front of him: "What are you thinking about?"

Thinking of you, Jiang Shiyu answered in his heart.

How come you are here? How come you are here?

He suddenly burst into tears. Practicing continuously without seeing any results was a very exhausting thing. Jiang Shiyu had already been on the verge of collapse. When he saw Zheng Yanye, the string broke with a "snap".

Jiang Shiyu leaned into Zheng Yanye's arms and sobbed, "I really practiced hard, but I really can't do it."

"What should I do if I just can't do that move?"

Zheng Yan was originally going to take his roommate who "did not come home at night" back to sleep. Jiang Shiyu hadn't had a good sleep for several days. If he didn't get enough rest, he would feel lethargic, which would be detrimental to his training during the day.

And he didn't want to stay alone in the empty room.

Now, before he could finish his words, Jiang Shiyu broke down first. Tears fell on his hands, as if burning his heart.

So sad.

He was flustered and didn't know what to say. He just hugged Jiang Shiyu and said, "Don't cry."

"I just... don't want to hold back our team." Jiang Shiyu said with a sob.

"Yeah, I know. You've done very well. If there's anything else you don't know, I'll teach you, okay?"

"Really?" Jiang Shiyu looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"certainly."

"Then why didn't you stay with me earlier?" Jiang Shiyu asked.

Zheng Yanye: ...

It was his fault, he reflected, and he would never leave Jiang Shiyu alone next time.

Two entangled figures were reflected in the mirror.

"Your feet were too loose when you turned around." Zheng Yan, also standing behind Jiang Shiyu, whispered, "Don't lock your knees, relax your shoulders, and don't swing your hands so high."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped his wrist, pressing it downwards. He then walked around behind him and gently pulled his left shoulder blade inwards. "This way, the axis will be stable."

Zheng Yanye's voice was so low it felt like it was whispering against the back of his neck, his breath warm and close. Jiang Shiyu could even feel the warmth of his fingertips lingering briefly on his shoulder blade. Yet, the person behind him was still instructing him seriously, his expression stern and serious.

My ears are red again.

Under the guidance of Jiang Shiyu's exclusive teacher, he made rapid progress. Zheng Yan also saw the problems clearly and quickly found areas where Jiang Shiyu could improve from an observer's perspective. After practicing several times, both of them were exhausted and lay side by side on the floor of the practice room.

The bright lights hurt people's eyes. Jiang Shiyu raised his hand and grabbed the air, then said thoughtlessly, "I really want to see the stars."

"Do you want to go?" Zheng Yan also turned sideways to Jiang Shiyu. The boy blinked his big, bright eyes and said, "Yes."

"But where can we go to see the stars? It's pitch black outside and we can't see anything. We can't go out casually."

"If you want to see it, I'll take you somewhere." Zheng Yan also stood up and pulled Jiang Shiyu away, "I'll take you to a place where you can see the stars."

It wasn't until the cool sea breeze blew towards him in the middle of the night that Jiang Shiyu finally felt like he had escaped. Zheng Yan didn't know when he had discovered the rooftop of this small attic by the sea, which was just right for gazing at the starry sky.

Not far away was the roar of the waves and the silence of the night. At this moment, there was only him and Zheng Yanye. He didn't have to worry about tomorrow's assessment or the performance the day after tomorrow, nor did he have to think about the outcome of the variety show. He was just a person watching the stars on the beach.

With the one he loves.

At the moment when Zheng Yan took him to escape, the villain in his heart was also saying, this is the person.

This is Zheng Yanye, who always thinks of himself and always stays for Jiang Shiyu.

Even if the earth were to explode and the world were to fall tomorrow, Zheng Yan would still take him to escape from the order at midnight, just to see the stars.

He fell in love with the person who picked stars for him among the starry sky.

*

The forum is particularly lively late at night, but the first few popular posts are similar and are placed high at the top.

[Everyone please stand up. Welcome to the arrival of the American sister. Do you have a couple who posts sweet messages like this late at night for a double date?]

[Escape from the apocalypse late at night... Yuyan, you two are so good at this romantic thing...]

[Amazing pictures coming... We have the atmosphere and faces you want...]

momo: Everyone immediately opened their smartphones to see the video posted by Yu Yan's new fan page... It's easily been shared thousands of times on Weibo... I'm so excited I'm like a screaming chicken...

【picture】

Late at night, Zheng Yan dragged Jiang Shiyu along for a wild run along the beach. The two of them, hands clasped tightly, lost in thought. All to take his wife to the attic to watch the stars. Is our Yuyan living in some novel without telling me? You two are a little too romantic.

【picture】

And this picture... I've already imagined a 10,000-word novel in my mind... Jiang Shiyu sits on the attic railing, looking down at Zheng Yanye below... Behind him is the sea and the starry sky... The composition is first-rate... The characters are also first-rate... Just looking at the picture, you can feel the undercurrent between Jiang Shiyu and Zheng Yanye. Who understands... The Little Mermaid... When you look into the prince's eyes... have you found your true love?

【Picture】【Picture】

And this. Jiang Shiyu, you... When Zheng Yan was helping you brush away the loose hair on your forehead, why didn't you dare look him in the eye? Do you have a guilty conscience?... Then why did you dare to hold his hand?

If it wasn't for the fangirl who happened to take the photo, who would have known that we could have such a state banquet/delicious\/delicious\ in Yuyanpi. This special feeling is really unique among the couples in this year's talent show. It feels like they can't act anymore. Can you guys put some more rice in?

Zheng Yan also clicked on the viral Weibo link. It was indeed a beautiful shot, with the quality of a movie scene, freezing the moment Jiang Shiyu looked at him. The whole scene was beautiful and natural. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he saved it and set it as his phone wallpaper.

The mermaid princess saw her lover, but what about Jiang Shiyu? What was he thinking when he looked at her?

He had seen the emotions surging in Jiang Shiyu's eyes, seen Jiang Shiyu's fragility, seen Jiang Shiyu's liveliness, and then saw himself in his lover's eyes.

He must be thinking about me. Zheng Yan also lowered his eyes and looked at the two entangled figures on the screen. If he wasn't thinking about me, then he was not allowed to think about it.

When Jiang Shiyu loves someone, he can only think of me.