Chapter 8 I think you just want to ask for gossip.
The next morning, before the 7:30 alarm clock rang, Jiang Huai's biological clock woke him up.
He slept on the upper bunk, and when he opened his eyes he saw the blank ceiling, which was very close to him. He even felt as if he had returned to high school ten years ago. But he got up earlier than now, and started reading at 7:30.
The three people from the same company were still asleep. He sat up and was dazed for a while, feeling that getting up now would disturb their sweet dreams.
Someone in Yu Lan's room next door had already gotten up, so he simply changed into a vest, brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on some simple light makeup, and went to the cafeteria to eat first.
The cafeteria feels more like a high school.
Big pot meals, iron plates, a white dining table for six, and row chairs without backrests.
But it was much better than high school. At least the cafeteria wasn't so crowded, so I didn't have to rush to eat after class. The food wasn't a set menu, but there were a few dishes I could choose from. The amount of exercise I did was large enough, so I didn't gain weight even if I ate a little more.
Yu Lan was eating slowly over here, while Jiang Huai was woken up by the ringing of the phone over there.
He treated his real body more carefully than his vest. He checked himself in front of the mirror again and again to make sure that his skin was in good condition today, not oily, dry or powdery, and the few blemishes were covered up before he went out and entered the camera coverage area.
An idol cannot be ugly, even if he is useless.
Thanks to his mental power that has risen to C-level, he is now an expert in manipulating the vest. While the main body was eating, Jiang Huai controlled Yu Lan to go to the practice room in advance to do some simple dance warm-up exercises, striving to create a more hardworking waste image.
Class A's classroom was right next to Class F. After Jiang Huai finished his meal and said goodbye to the trio, he walked slowly to the classroom. When he passed Class F, he stared at Yu Lan at the door for a while and pretended that he didn't notice him standing outside the door.
Please, program crew, please include this part in the program. Thank you.
Although they were both theme song training, the order of classes was different. Class A had dance practice in the morning, while Class F had vocal practice.
The theme song "Let's Go Now!" is not much different from the one in Jiang Huai's memory, except for a few details of the dance moves, which will probably be adjusted later.
When he was a trainee preparing for "Idol 101" in his previous life, this song was a classic practice piece. Plus, it's not difficult in itself, so he could be said to have practiced it to the point of having muscle memory.
As soon as the dance instructor Xiang Liang did a few moves, the long-forgotten impressions suddenly appeared in front of him. Jiang Huai almost couldn't help but want to jump down. He clenched his fists to hold back the urge, carefully observed the details of the movements, and gained something new.
This kick can be done more lightly, this wave can be integrated with your own style, this arm movement can be processed with a variable speed...When he really started to learn, Jiang Huai was able to dance very smoothly on the first try, and he stood out even in Class A where everyone was very strong.
Xiang Liang praised Jiang Huai again and again, and he himself felt embarrassed. He was teased by the system again. Seeing this, several trainees in the same class practiced even harder, and the whole practice room exuded the aura of the Curly King.
819 occasionally said something human: [Host, don't think you are cheating, be more open-minded. Do you understand the feeling of being worthy? You have to think that you are the only male protagonist. No matter what, you have worked hard to improve little by little in your previous life. You have been reborn and gained the invincible golden finger. Don't be hard on yourself because of these things. ]
Jiang Huai, who happened to be in the middle of something, said: [… Yeah. ]
According to PD He Chen’s introduction yesterday, they will maintain the current group training for three days.
Three days later, everyone needs to record a personal video. The mentor group will re-divide the students into classes based on their performance in the video. Finally, all contestants except Class A will vote among Class A to select the C position for the theme song.
On July 12, the first stage edited version was officially broadcast. One day later, the theme song offline performance was held. After the performance, the first fan meeting was held immediately. Buy peripherals to get voting tickets, and buy a certain amount of money to participate in the autograph session lottery.
It is worthy of being a cooperative project between two big companies. With the strong combination, the knife for cutting leeks has become sharper and has started cutting at the speed of light since the first episode of the program was officially aired.
Ticket sales for the performance will officially start at 8 o'clock tomorrow night. Each fan club should be able to get a few internal tickets with better seats.
The bad news is that Chu Yuanqing's fan account may not be able to get fan votes, and he may have to grab the tickets himself; the good news is that he has already won the voting for the C position of the theme song at the starting line, because he can at least get Yu Lan's vote.
It's really troublesome and happy, happy and troublesome!
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Three days later, on July 9, 2024, in the tutor's conference room.
There are no classes scheduled this morning, so it is free practice time for the contestants.
Five mentors sat on the sofa in the conference room, ready to watch the recorded re-rating video.
Before the meeting began, the most experienced Queen Xiao Wenping asked first: "How do you feel about the performance of the kids these days? Are there any memorable events? Or any gossip?"
Lead PD He Chen ruthlessly exposed her true colors: "Sister, I think you just want to ask for gossip."
The rap instructor Yue Han next to him nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Xiao Wenping was hit by the words: "Oh. What do you mean by that? Is there any gossip?"
He Chen was speechless: "99 men gathered together, what kind of gossip can there be. In order to prevent the youngsters from going crazy with love, most of the staff members rotate in three shifts to ensure that they have no one of the opposite sex who can be familiar with them for a long time, except for the auntie who serves food in the cafeteria."
Shi Renran suddenly said, "Men can also gossip with other men. Are you selling homosexuality and true feelings?"
"Indeed." Yue Han agreed. She nudged Shi Renran who was sitting next to her with her elbow and said, "Our show is very popular. Several couples are still very popular. Even we have a couple super topic. Have you seen it?"
Shi Renran said as a matter of course: "Of course I have seen it. It's much more comfortable to be with you than to be with you in a drama. The male actors I worked with before always had their love affairs exposed, and I was scolded along with them. It's really a big pot falling from the sky. You are still the best!"
The two of them clapped their hands in tacit understanding.
Xiang Liang had not participated in the conversation before, and thought for a long time: "I saw Yu Lan using Jiang Huai's cosmetics to touch up her makeup the day before yesterday morning."
In an instant, countless pairs of eyes from the photography and director crews stared at Xiang Liang.
The latter was puzzled: "Why are you all looking at me? I was in class in Class A that day. Jiang Huai went out during the break. Yu Lan walked in naturally and took a lipstick from Jiang Huai's makeup bag. After touching up her makeup, she put it back. That's all."
Shi Renran was shocked: "No wonder they are American empires."
He Chen was silent: "Xiao Jiang looks like a pure straight man. Yu Lan doesn't talk much to others in Class F. I thought he was very introverted. How come he has such a good relationship with Xiao Jiang?"
Xiao Wenping completed his hesitant words: "Don't be gay, are you? I told you in advance that I don't discriminate against any sexual orientation. It's just that Xiao Jiang is a straight man, and I was blindly selling homosexuality with him..."
Feeling that the topic was gradually invading the privacy of the trainees, the director team quickly interrupted: "Stop speculating on Yu Lan's sexual orientation, and watch the rating video quickly. The classes will be re-divided in the afternoon, and you must finish watching it in the morning."
Obviously, watching the trainees' re-rating videos is not as enjoyable as gossiping.
"Du Zixuan's performance was obviously good during practice. Is he camera-phobic because he performs alone? He actually forgot all the lyrics and choreography? He must be an F. I guess he must be feeling bad. Who of you will comfort him when the time comes?"
"Si Xi is still steady, and has a good grasp of singing and dancing."
"Jian Yuan is good. It seems that he has practiced hard in the past three days. His performance is much better than before."
"Xiao Jiang is amazing. He was very accomplished when he was practicing, and now the details of the effect presented in the video have been improved. This straight shot can be used as a model for others to learn from."
After watching all the videos and recording everyone's second ratings, the director team added a question shot: "If the mentors were asked to choose the center position for the theme song, which trainee would they vote for?"
"Of course there is more than one trainee who performed well, but to say who is the best..."
"Isn't it obvious?"
Indeed, all five votes were cast for the same candidate.
Undoubted victory.
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That afternoon, in Class A classroom.
Everyone had a different expression on their face, and as the second rating was about to be released, no one had the heart to practice dancing anymore. They all sat on the ground waiting for the instructor to come in and cause some death.
Jiang Huai was not at all nervous. Ever since Chu Yuanqing's fan page had received wide acclaim for his pictures, he had received a free fan ticket from his fan club, and he was in a better mood than usual. Moreover, if he could be dropped, no one in the entire program group would be able to get an A.
The practice room was dead silent, and the instructor hadn't come in on time yet, which made people even more uneasy.
Jiang Huai, a newly promoted skilled role-playing worker, has already wandered into Chu Yuanqing's body. A station-boy employee of a well-known law firm is hiding in the toilet and secretly playing a pizza-making game when he suddenly hears faint crying next to the main body.
He came to his senses in an instant, 819 cursed, restarted the smart hosting and went back to work.
The person crying was Du Zixuan who was sitting next to him.
What's going on? Aren't the class placement results out yet?
Jiang Huai looked at Si Xi, the one he was most familiar with in the class, blankly, and found that she was even more blank than him. He tidied his bangs helplessly, took out a small pack of napkins from his pocket, handed two to Du Zixuan, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "The camera is still shooting. Wipe your tears, or your foundation will come off if you cry."
Unexpectedly, Du Zixuan didn't appreciate it at all. She shook his hand away and cried even louder: "I'm not as good-looking as you guys. It's okay if my makeup is ruined. I don't have many fans anyway!"
Jiang Huai: “…Ah?”
Du Zixuan's tears were streaming down his face, and he was having trouble breathing. Jiang Huai had just been shaken off his hand by him, and he felt confused in his heart. He didn't know whether he should comfort him or not, but seeing that he was about to choke, he decided to be a good person and give him a pat on the back.
Du Zixuan became even angrier: "Don't comfort me! I hate it most that you guys who are much better than me look down on me——"
Unfortunately, Du Zixuan failed to retain his last bit of dignity in front of the camera.
Because he cried so sadly, a snot bubble suddenly appeared and burst at the speed of light, covering Du Zixuan's face.
Jiang Huai was silent for a moment, and handed over the napkin again: "Please, please wipe it quickly."
Du Zixuan finally learned to be honest this time. He cried a few more times, took the paper from Jiang Huai, wiped it clean, and spoke with a little breath: "...I'm sorry, Jiang Ge. I was too upset just now, and I didn't think before I spoke. I do envy you, you are good-looking and strong, as if you belong to this stage by nature, but I don't mean that."
He took a deep breath and said, "I was so nervous when I was recording the video that I forgot the lyrics and the dance. I will definitely go to Class F."
To be honest, Jiang Huai himself has never been in this situation. Even when he was a trainee, he got a D in the monthly evaluation purely because his ability was not up to standard, not because he was afraid of the camera. He wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't know how to solve Du Zixuan's symptoms.
Sheng Mingzhi suddenly said: "If you are afraid of the camera, you should look at it more often."
He didn't look at Jiang Huai and Du Zixuan, but stared straight at the mirror in the practice room: "The camera won't bite you, it's just a tool to record your brilliance. There must be some unused video equipment in the program group, you can talk to your instructor and borrow it to record a video in front of the camera. You have to learn to change in order to improve. If you don't want to, or don't dare to face this problem, then you'd better not be an idol."
What he said was absolutely right. Jiang Huai thought that it was not just that he was not suitable to be an idol, he was not suitable to enter the entertainment industry.
Sheng Mingzhi paused and said, "Appearance is objective. If you really think you are not good-looking, you should have had plastic surgery before coming here. Now that you have entered the base, it is definitely useless. Take good care of your skin at night."
…The atmosphere in the practice room suddenly became relaxed and humorous.
Si Xi added: "When you run out of facial masks, you can ask me for more. I have enough for a year. They're 5 yuan each, and we'll pay for them when we leave the camp."
"Anyway, you have to work hard even if you go to Class F. The first round of voting hasn't started yet. Doing a good straight shot of the theme song is more important than anything else." Jiang Huai made the final summary.
Xiang Liang arrived late and entered the classroom. As soon as he entered, he found that everyone was not very serious, but rather quite relaxed. He exclaimed in surprise, and then began to distribute a new round of grade assessments.
Including Du Zixuan, a total of four people were demoted.
There were only five people left from the original Class A. Apart from Jiang Huai, the remaining ones were Si Xi, Yi Jiarui, Huang Jingshuo, and Sheng Mingzhi who had just comforted them.
The old ones left and the new ones came. The six upgraded contestants stepped into the practice room, and the one walking in front was still an old acquaintance.
Jiang Huai smiled and said, "At first you said you would definitely go back to Class B, but now you've jumped directly to Class A. How do you feel?"
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