Chapter 17 Teacher Jiang, who do you think is suitable for me to sell to?
The group practice is in full swing. Since the end of the first public song selection, the program team has opened the all-night practice room. Yin He, who shares the same dormitory, almost goes back to wash and sleep at two or three o'clock every day.
Jiang Huai's own group did not practice much. After all, the members were basically all contestants from Class A and Class B. They had a good foundation and strong abilities. The dance to the original song was not difficult. After the adaptation and the movement lines were arranged, there were not many difficulties. The main thing was for the six of them to practice movement together to optimize the overall effect.
Only Jian Yuan, the only person in Class C in the group, is particularly diligent. Every day, he practices singing and dancing after everyone else gets off work. He is basically the first to come and the last to leave.
Occasionally, Si Xi would drop by their practice room to give Jian Yuan some pointers, and was dedicated to polishing their pseudo-master-disciple persona in every detail.
Jiang Huai was amazed at his level of dedication in this field, and after asking Si Xi, he also started the gay arms race and found an empty practice room to tutor himself.
Five-star gay expert Si Xi expressed his opinion on this: "If I was the only one selling gay, it would seem a bit deliberate, like serving pre-made dishes; but if you also come to sell gay, it means that the relationship between the contestants of our show is very good, and the friendship between us is stronger than gold."
On Tuesday, July 16, there was only one day left until the first public review.
At the end of rehearsal yesterday, the six members of the group agreed to ask the program crew to borrow a camera today to do a final check before the initial review.
After breakfast in the morning, Jiang Huai walked around but couldn't find PD He Chen. However, he met a kind vocal instructor on the way. Xiao Tianhou took him to the logistics department of the program group, and he got the camera smoothly. They also chatted about random things.
When saying goodbye to Xiao Wenping, Jiang Huai always felt that the other party had something to say, but was hesitant, and in the end only said something like "Come on, Xiao Jiang, work hard."
He returned to the practice room in confusion, turned around and began to concentrate on rehearsals, not caring about the matter anymore.
After the recording was completed, Jiang Huai connected the data cable and projected the video onto the big screen in the practice room. From the movements to the expressions, every detail was clear.
Several people watched attentively. There were no major problems, except for the part before the chorus in the middle section, where Yin Guangji needed to move from the far left to the far right, which made him look a little flustered.
"Let's switch positions for this part." Jiang Huai took the initiative to say, "The first part remains the same. When you finish, you stand to the right of Zhang Ruicong, so that you can just step over. I'll switch to the far left, and there'll be enough time for the chorus to stand back at the center."
Yin Guangji was a little embarrassed: "Then you have moved from the guardian position to the corner. Isn't that a bit unfair to you? I can basically make it in time if I take two steps. Why don't you not change it?"
Jiang Huai waved his hand: "It's okay, let's change it. The overall stage effect is more important. I've already sung the high C in the chorus, there's no need to be fussy about this small part."
After changing the movement, we recorded it again. This time, there was no mistake in the overall movement. Several people helped each other to manage their expressions.
Jiang Huai felt that the parts of the other people were all good, and perhaps could be even better, but after all, he was not the people themselves, so he could not really make adjustments and it was difficult for him to offer useful suggestions.
Only Jian Yuan's part seemed more and more strange the more he looked at it, and he couldn't help feeling that something was wrong.
"Jian Yuan." Jiang Huai finally found the problem, "Your expression management..."
Sheng Mingzhi added to what he hadn't finished saying: "Did you learn this from Si Xi?"
Jian Yuan was confused: "Yes. Any problem?"
"His style doesn't suit you very well." Jiang Huai said tactfully, "You two have different looks and temperaments. He is the sharper type, so this expression is very suitable for him; but you give people a dull feeling, which looks a bit inconsistent."
Sheng Mingzhi responded with a critical hit: "It's not just a little bit inconsistent, it's extremely inconsistent, it's too weird."
Can you be more reserved? It breaks my heart to hear you.
Jiang Huai tried to make up for Sheng Mingzhi: "It's not your fault. When you first start practicing facial expression management, you really have to rely on imitation, but if you want to make a breakthrough, you still have to think carefully and make adjustments based on the song concept and makeup. The best one is definitely the one that suits you best."
"Let's take Les Dieux, which we are all familiar with, as an example." He opened the mp3, "It's the same chorus. If it were me, I would handle it like this."
Jiang Huai showed a cool smile, which perfectly matched the passionate music. Then he quickly pulled himself out of the state of expression management and said, "But if it was Yu Lan, I would do it a little more cool."
The next second, just a blink of an eye, Jiang Huai's entire temperament seemed to have changed, and his every move and gesture became completely like Yu Lan.
Jian Yuan had only met Yu Lan a few times, but he was able to construct a rough image of her based on bits and pieces of information on the Internet and other people's descriptions. If this image in his mind could become a physical entity, it would be exactly what Jiang Huai had demonstrated.
Astonishing control.
Jiang Huai and Yu Lan are really familiar with each other, Jian Yuan thought for some reason.
He carefully recalled Jiang Huai's teaching just now, and began to make faces in front of the mirror, smiling, raising his eyebrows, and winking. It was more like performing a skit than practicing.
Yin Guangji, who was standing next to him, watched for three minutes and couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked over to Jian Yuan and started to volunteer to teach him.
No one noticed that Sheng Mingzhi walked quietly to the edge of Jianghuai, and the two began to talk in low voices.
Sheng Mingzhi asked curiously, "So the same principle also applies to homosexuality?"
Jiang Huai: “…In a sense, it is true.”
Sheng Mingzhi pondered for a moment and said, "Teacher Jiang, who do you think is suitable for me to sell to?"
Jiang Huai was speechless and choked: "You are also starting to have a seizure? How do I know who is the right person for you to sell to?"
Sheng Mingzhi said sincerely: "You are very professional. I feel that you sell much better than Si Xi."
Jiang Huai smiled: "It doesn't feel like a nice thing to say. But thank you."
Wednesday, July 17th, was the day of the first public review.
Two groups for the same song met in the large practice room, each occupying half of the room.
The person who came to examine them was the rap instructor Yue Han. He had probably just scolded the previous two groups of trainees, so he looked very unhappy when he walked in.
Zhou Chengwen looked even more worried upon seeing this, and even his curly hair seemed to be drooping down.
Yue Han sat on the chair, and even spoke in a much fiercer tone than usual: "Which group is Group A? Are you ready? If you don't think you can do it, don't show it to me. It makes me angry."
She looked at the two groups of trainees and said, "I really don't want to scold you. If you're not happy after I scold you, I won't be happy either. When the show airs, maybe I'll be scolded by fans for being like this."
Jiang Huai raised his hand: "It's our group."
"Okay, let's get started." Yue Han said, "Don't let me down."
The six people stood in formation for the performance, Yue Han pressed the remote control, and the adapted accompaniment prepared in advance started playing.
Yue Han’s eyebrows jumped.
The two groups of "Les Dieux" that she had just watched didn't even understand the original song, and some people even forgot the lyrics and their minds went blank during their part.
In recent days, every night when she gets off work, the lights in the practice room are often on. I really don’t know what they are practicing hard every day.
Yue Han had some expectations for Jiang Huai's group. After all, he was recognized by the instructor group as the trainee with the strongest overall strength, and he was the first person selected, so the entire group was very well equipped.
But it took three days to make the adaptation? It would be a miracle if the degree of completion was high.
But Yin Guangji has a good voice, and his voice is clear, which just neutralizes the overly repetitive sweet chorus of "Confess Loudly". She made a note on the paper.
The positioning is also very familiar, it's still pretty good... No, that's not right. Isn't this set of original songs based on standing still? Yue Han belatedly remembered the practice room of the original singer Tang Meng's version.
Not only did they make the adaptation, they also arranged the movement lines themselves?
Zhang Ruicong's part is also OK, but it's a pity that he didn't reach the top of the high note, but it's not a big deal. The chorus below is the most important, I hope it's not all show and no substance.
The audience doesn't care how well you sang in the beginning. If the chorus fails, all your efforts will be wasted. It's also a national girl group song that is difficult to grasp. If you don't perform well, you will definitely be scolded. Yue Han stabilized the ballpoint pen spinning on his fingertips and looked at it more seriously than before.
Jiang Huai's chorus, Big C, was perfect as always. The dance was very coordinated, and when several people sang together, it sounded like everyone was singing, no one was just filling in the numbers, which was very good.
The movements in the chorus seemed to have been fine-tuned as well. She remembered that a few days ago when the mentors were talking about each group's repertoire, Shi Renran laughed for a long time at Sheng Mingzhi on this list, saying that his buzz cut paired with a girl group song was like a dog chasing a duck - quack.
Jian Yuan doesn't seem weak among this group of players from Class A and Class B. It seems that his practice in the past few days has been very effective.
The chorus faded away, and Yue Han watched Jian Yuan, who was standing at the edge, quickly pick up the guitar on the ground - she hadn't noticed it before.
The guitar sounded, and Jian Yuan seemed a little nervous at the beginning of singing the bridge part. He seemed tense all over, but he became more and more stable as the song went on, and blended perfectly with the adapted music.
Then came the rap part of Sheng Mingzhi. The performance of the cool guy with a crew cut was much better than what Shi Renran had expected. Not only was it not embarrassing, but it also added some personal characteristics while retaining the refreshing summer style of the original song.
The lyrics should be written by himself. The instructor in charge of rap narrowed his eyes. The rhyme is good and the flow is okay...but the lyrics should be polished a little more. The current version can only be said to be so-so and a little bit cheesy.
At the end, Big C Jiang Huai's ending ends and the music ends.
The revision is so good that it’s hard to believe it’s the result of three days of practice.
It's really weird.
Yue Han took the lead in applauding, and his sullen face disappeared. "The overall effect is very good. Even if we don't practice for the next few days, the performance is good enough to go on stage now. But some details can be polished, such as..."
Group B on the side was stunned, with even more deadly expressions on their faces.
Only then did they truly realize how terrifying their opponent was. Zhou Chengwen clapped his hands while silently screaming in his heart: "I hit Brother Jiang? You absolutely shouldn't do that?!?"
The other side.
Several trainees stood there after their performance, some looked indifferent, some looked regretful, and their faces had different expressions.
Teacher Renran slammed the lyrics book on the table, and the paper made a crackling sound, which was particularly noticeable in the dead silence of the practice room.
She had a blank expression on her face: "How did you choose the C position?"
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