Chapter 109 The Third Performance 9.0

The air in the practice room suddenly became frozen, the atmosphere reaching freezing point. It felt like everyone was saying nothing, yet it also felt like everyone was saying everything.

Lu Wei wasn't as angry as her teammates imagined, because the stage wasn't hers alone, and the performance wasn't hers alone. She saw her teammates' efforts, their desperate struggles, their determination to survive.

She believed that the audience had also seen it, but among the contestants in this building, which one did not want to climb up, and which one did not want to stay.

Events that lead to misfortune the harder you try often only require a humble beginning. Lu Wei didn't want this to happen before her eyes. She carefully observed the expressions on her teammates' faces, trying to discern their true thoughts and hear the voices in their hearts.

Sun Congli lowered her head, not daring to meet those eyes that seemed to see through all illusions. She wasn't pure enough, she knew it.

There was a voice in Quan Sharon's heart constantly telling her that she had done nothing wrong and to hold her head high and not to be afraid.

But she was truly panicking, not just because of the low pressure in the practice room, but also because of her fear for the future. Could she, walking on a tightrope, make it safely?

Qiu Haiyun tried to explain, to resolve the issue, but her limbs and body felt frozen in place, unable to move. Even so, she frantically poured out excuses. Her ranking couldn't withstand even the slightest error; in 10th place, she wasn't much better than 20.30.

Seeing her teammates like this, Lu Wei didn't faint from anger, but Song Yuji was about to. What sin had she committed to encounter a bunch of mouthless gourds? Did the god-level stage just fall from the sky? Why are people so clueless?

Among the three adjectives: generally excellent, relatively excellent, and very excellent, I chose the first one.

Lu Wei shook her head inwardly. She wasn't about to take over the team, much less try to find trouble to replace them. There was no point in being sentimental or giving chicken soup for the soul right now. It would be better to let the teammates practice with a deep breath, then release it during the performance.

She gave Song Yuji a pointed look, asking the only unaffected teammate to cooperate. If she spoke out now, it would feel like she was trying to save face, and her teammates' anger would naturally vent.

Song Yuji quickly grasped Lu Wei's meaning. She'd been fretting over this for two days, feeling completely lost. Being scolded or not didn't matter. Just kidding, what rapper wouldn't get scolded? She raised her chin nonchalantly and said coldly, "Keep practicing. Why are you just standing there?"

After the first sentence came out, seeing that everyone had not yet woken up from the chaos, Song Yuji added in a stiff and cold tone: "Are there flowers on the floor?"

Two sentences and fifteen words almost made Lu Wei a whole drama. I want to give her a thumbs up. She must have eaten a few big villains to perform such an arrogant feeling of being the best in the world and looking down on everyone equally.

Seeing that no one had moved, Lu Wei walked to the positioning point quickly and decisively, expressing his thoughts with his actions.

Sun Congli and Quan Sharon glanced at each other, noticing the blankness in each other's eyes. With a sense of inexplicable evil in their chests, they stood back to their respective positions. They didn't know why Lu Wei didn't pop the balloon, but instead let it continue to expand.

Qiu Haiyun snapped her fingers and, as she reached the positioning point, carefully examined Lu Wei's expression. She didn't want Lu Wei to be angry; he had done nothing wrong. These problems should have been hers, but because she hadn't stood up, they fell on others.

But for some reason, Lu Wei, who is generally recognized by the outside world as having extremely poor expression management, did not show any unnecessary emotions this time, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Qiu Haiyun felt very nervous, and the anger in his chest was still stuck below his throat.

The music in the practice room started up again, and everyone practiced together again. Lu Wei adjusted her state and gave it her all, as if nothing had happened. For the sake of the performance, she would do what she should do, and she would not take what she shouldn't do or think to heart.

Before the starlight fades, Lu Wei always faces the audience and the performance with the most sincere enthusiasm.

Her teammates couldn't help but look at her, sensing the aura she exuded, and slowly blending into this invincible and irresistible emotion.

Singing over and over, leading the group, they began to form a team. Even though the moonlight hadn't yet arrived, they felt a special tenderness that drew them closer.

When the incandescent lights in the practice room faded, Lu Wei and his teammates walked side by side on the way back.

Without camera surveillance, Sun Congli couldn't help but ask, "Are you tired?"

Lu Wei was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Sun Congli's eyes lingering on her, she realized that the question was directed at her, so she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and replied, "Of course, I will be tired."

How could she not be tired? Since she entered the competition, she has been digesting this word in her own way.

"Then..." Was it worth it? Sun Congli's mind inexplicably popped up this question. She knew it was stupid, so she swallowed it. For the contestants vying for the C position, it should be worth it. After all, the effort was rewarded, and what they wanted was already achieved.

But Sun Congli felt it was not worth it, not worth it for Lu Wei. She deserved a better and higher position, and the road she walked on should have a red carpet with flowers, not this dark and shabby road with only a few street lights.

This person is so dazzling, so dazzling that the more I get to know her and the closer I get to her, the less jealous I feel.

Lu Wei didn't hear what happened next, so he didn't ask any further questions. He turned his head back to the front, chuckled silently, and walked towards his destination with firm steps.

Qiu Haiyun and others who were listening to the conversation between the two silently looked up at the figure in front of them, drawing endless energy from her.

Song Yuji hadn't been a villain for long when she felt like she could retire. But it was okay this way, at least everyone could see some light and hope.

The warm street lights stretched the shadows very long, but no matter how you counted or looked, there were still shadows next to each other. No one was left alone, so the mood of loneliness and melancholy was reduced by a bit.

What a pity... What a pity...

The next morning, the vocal group was the first to be summoned by the program crew. The slightly empty bus carried less than 20 people to the newly built San Gong venue.

Yes, that's right, the director had something to say. She wasn't one to skimp. The producers had allocated more funds, so they had to equip the stage lighting and other equipment. They wanted to show the sponsors that they were spending their money wisely, in visible ways.

This is called sustainable development.

Star promoters, please stop talking nonsense and don’t make random guesses in your mind. They are not treating the producers as leeks to be cut.

The vehicle soon arrived at the familiar MNTB studio. The staff first asked the four vocal groups to draw a sign for the order of audition, and then sent them to the dressing room.

The costume teacher who was waiting in advance did not take out a set of clothes with names written on them as she did before. Instead, she took out her laptop and gave several options according to the contestants' requirements, allowing them to choose.

Looking at the pictures that kept sliding by, Lu Wei's eyes were almost dizzy. The setting of the three public performances almost forced someone who didn't have difficulty making choices to have difficulty making choices.

Sliding the mouse to the last picture, Sun Congli looked at her teammates and was the first to express her thoughts: "I think this set with Maillard color matching is pretty good."

Quan Sharon held the opposite opinion: "This American street style is also OK, it has a retro feel."

"It's hard to choose, they're all pretty good." Qiu Haiyun was in a dilemma. The costume designer gave too many options, which was not a good thing.

Song Yuji didn't want to waste time on this, so she cut the Gordian knot and said, "Just decide according to the style of the song. The rock elements can't be deleted. Remove the American street style, the decadent wandering style, the sweet and cool pure desire style, and try the remaining brown Maillard style and rock punk style."

Lu Wei nodded in agreement. She actually thought that the two could be combined together. The tones were similar, so they could see which one suited them best.

As long as it feels right, the time spent on costumes can be reduced and the time spent on stage can be increased accordingly.

Sun Congli's opinion was accepted, and she nodded and said, "OK, I have no objection."

Although Quan Sharon's opinion was rejected, she could understand and echoed: "Give it a try, I have no objection."

After listening to the team members' words, Qiu Haiyun turned his gaze to the costume designer and said politely, "Please help us find these two sets of performance costumes so that we can see if they are suitable."

"Okay, just a moment." The costume designer nodded. As someone who'd received a pay raise, even a small one would be delighted. The director's instructions would naturally be treated as imperial decrees. His attitude towards the contestants would naturally improve. Only salary could alleviate the resentment of workers.

Lu Wei took the two sets of clothes and walked skillfully into the fitting room to change into them.

The first set of brown leather jacket, short A-line skirt and mid-length boots does not look like regular performance clothes, but rather more everyday, giving a sense of freedom.

The second set is a sleeveless, waist-baring tight top with loose overalls, paired with some jingle-jingle accessories, and a cool spokesperson is freshly born.

In order to facilitate intuitive comparison for everyone, they asked the staff to take photos and record each set of clothes.

After a mild discussion, everyone decided to make some changes and blend the two styles together, incorporating the freedom of brown and the punk feel of rock.

Finally, Lu Wei got the complete performance costume in her hand. She kept the original A-line skirt and mid-calf boots, changed the brown leather jacket to black, and added some silver necklaces.

The adjustment feels pretty good and everyone is quite satisfied.