A top-tier celebrity named Bai has extremely poor shrimp peeling skills.
He peeled the pitiful shrimp until only half of it was left. The shrimp's body was full of holes and the remaining half had gone somewhere unknown, and flew away.
When the shrimp was being fed in front of more than fifty students, the tips of Qi Xingchen's ears changed color instantly. He rubbed his ears as if trying to cover up his own faults and swallowed the first shrimp.
Seeing that their tutors had such a good relationship, class D and class F couldn't help but start to greet each other and get to know each other.
Qi Xingchen swallowed the second shrimp, his face was so hot that he got up from the ground and prepared to wash his face.
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I turned the corridor and was about to push the bathroom door when a man came out. Tall, mixed race face.
놆kevin.
Kevin glanced at Qi Xingchen and then walked away as if he hadn't seen him. Qi Xingchen naturally didn't want to pay attention to him, and the two passed each other.
After entering the bathroom and washing his face, Qi Xingchen accidentally discovered that in the corner behind the bathroom door, there were two torn books.
He came closer and leaned over.
A New Practical Chinese Reader and a Chinese Dictionary.
There are eighty-eight people practicing, but only Kevin knows one ABC. It is obvious who tore the book.
It seems that Kevin was not easily tortured by Chinese. Qi Xingchen thought about it, took out his camera and took a photo.
Twenty-year-old guys are the easiest to get along with. When Qi Xingchen returned to the practice room, class D and class F had already been divided into groups and were chatting animatedly:
"Hey, do you think our two mentors are a couple?"
"Oh my god, you know so much, please stay away from your fans."
"How do you know this? Our village has had internet access for a long time!"
"The instructor is here, don't talk nonsense. Just whisper softly, I think he must be here, hahahahaha."
"놊 Yeah, why are you suddenly asking about CP... I'm telling you, don't call me gay!"
"Go away, don't get close to me, you are being sentimental!"
It seemed as if more than a thousand cicadas flew into the practice room, making a loud "zirwa-zirwa" sound. After dinner, Bai Ye saw that the two classes had been mixed into one class, so he simply trained them together and formulated a one-to-one policy. The situation finally got better.
It was almost midnight when the training started and the students were gradually running out of energy. Considering tomorrow's classes, Qi Xingchen forced everyone to go back to the dormitory to sleep, and the young men followed them to the gate.
Like the Dongcheng Music Festival, the recording location of "My Era" is at the Dongcheng TV headquarters. The program team booked a hotel for the five mentors, which is about twenty minutes away from the studio.
Bai Ye asked Qi Xingchen: "Alan is outside, take my car back?"
Class D & Class F: "Yo yo yo!"
"...What are you talking about again!" Qi Xingchen was annoyed by their noise, "Hurry back to the dormitory!"
Wu Qian smiled playfully: "Okay then, let's go. Teacher Bai, we'll leave Teacher Xiao Qi to you!"
Qi Xingchen: "......"
Why is it like marrying off a daughter?
"Okay," Bai Ye was so annoyed that he couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry."
The students finally dispersed.
Qi Xingchen was sent off by Bai Ye, and An Ran was waiting outside with Lao Qin. Finally, the two got into their respective cars and arrived at the hotel one after the other.
Dongcheng did a good job in this regard. The five instructors received the same treatment and all were booked in business suites. Qi Xingchen’s house number is 2202, and Bai Ye’s is 2209. What a coincidence, they live right opposite each other.
Qi Xingchen swiped his card to enter the room, leaned on the door, and listened to the sound of the electronic lock of the opposite door opening. He knew that Bai Yexiao'an had returned, so he washed up and went to bed peacefully.
The foundation laid by Qi Xingchen on the first day was better than others in Class F, and at least his attitude had raised the level of Class A.
During the morning roll call in the last two days, all members of shifts D and F were on duty on time. Among the two latecomers from shifts B and C, Qi Xingchen was not surprised to hear Kevin's name.
——"Forced" to attend class B together, Kevin accepted it immediately, it was very normal.
Two days of practicing day and night passed quickly, and it was finally time to check the results of learning the theme song.
There will be elimination in this round, but the level of the students will be adjusted according to their performance of the theme song.
After this adjustment, the level will be fixed. In other words, whatever level the instructor sets today will remain the same in the future and will not change again.
All the practitioners in the backstage waiting area were very nervous, afraid that they would slip to a low level if they were not careful.
After a while, the assistant held a black box and asked the trainees to draw lots to decide the order of the performance.
Walking in front of Kevin, the assistant was curious: "Kevin, have you learned all the Chinese for this song?"
His teammates helped translate and Kevin nodded perfunctorily.
"That's great. I look forward to your performance." After watching him draw the lot, the assistant praised him and continued to walk to the next practice session.
In just over half an hour, the studio was ready. The stage manager arranged for the first trainee to go on stage, and the acceptance test officially began.
Qi Xingchen still sat in the same position as last time, and when he looked up he saw an acquaintance.
Han Qing had bad luck and drew the first place.
Han Qing practiced hard enough, and as soon as the prelude sounded, he performed the entire title song like a conditioned reflex. Zheng Yuyang praised: "Brother Xiao Qi has many people in the company, so you don't mind keeping the A-level?"
The other instructors nodded, and Wei Qin snorted.
Han Qing happily walked off the stage, spinning around in circles.
Similar to the first round of free-choice performances, this round is equivalent to a topic-based essay and the judging is very simple. The trainees went on and off the stage quickly. The twelfth one, Qi Xingchen, looked at the brat from Class F.
The brat stopped shaking while holding the microphone. He knew he was nervous and excited, so he yelled into the microphone: "Teacher Xiao Qi! I will disappoint you!!!"
The echo was ups and downs, and the lingering sound was lingering in the air. Teacher Qi was so frightened by him that his body trembled.
“Hahahahahahaha…” Chen Jiayi almost laughed out loud, “I believe you, come on, start your performance.”
The prelude to the theme song sounded again.
A few minutes later, Chen Jiayi's expression was indescribable: "Xiao Qi, I think he... is too suitable to be an idol, and he has to stay in class F."
"He has a weak foundation, so I'll say a few words to him."
After finishing his words, Qi Xingchen turned to the stage and said slowly: "Keke, congratulations. It only took you three days to go from being able to sing and dance to practicing to performing a whole dance song. It's really great. No matter what the result is, I am proud of your performance today. You are my idol. I hope you can become the idol in your own heart. Keep working hard, okay?"
"Okay, I will!" Ke Ke sniffed and nodded heavily, "Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qi, I'm going back to Class F!"
Having said that, he turned around and went backstage without waiting for the result to be announced.
Chen Jiayi couldn't help but feel her eyes red.
The hard-working young people are the most touching.
No. 33, it’s Kevin’s turn to appear.
He was not as dazed as Han Qing, nor as excited as Keke, but he stood on the stage with his chest and head held high, nodded to the sound engineer, indicating that he was ready and started the performance.
In other words, you control your own stage, which comes from strong confidence in your own ability.
The sound engineer pressed the play button as he wished. After fifteen seconds of prelude, the instructors' headphones began to play the Chinese lyrics, which were not standard but had a general idea.
After the first chorus, the rap part begins. In order to be suitable for multiple people to sing together, the lyrics of rap are extremely simple, just singing an English sentence twice.
The simpler it is, the more it reflects the singer's basic skills. Kevin's flow is more advanced than his previous practice, and he uses his native language, so his beats and pauses are quite accurate.
An authentic American accent instantly lights up the entire stage!
There is a large LCD screen in the backstage, and the practitioners can watch everything that happens in the front stage in real time through the LCD screen.
The little student exclaimed, "Shame on Kevin! Respect! He will definitely go back to Class A this time."
"Of course, didn't you see the expressions of Teacher Wei and Teacher Zheng? Two big words: satisfied!"
"Kevin originally belongs to Class A. Coming to Class B is just a secret visit, okay?"
"Hahaha, this is a fucking incognito visit... Sorry, I just said a swear word, please edit this part out, thank you."
After practicing backstage, Qi Xingchen was very satisfied. He is happy to see any student become excellent.
However, as he got into the second chorus, he found it more and more right.
The second chorus has the same melody as the first chorus, but the lyrics are changed. Kevin's Chinese singing was even more unclear, but Qi Xingchen could hear it.
He sang the lyrics of the first chorus.
He didn't learn the words to the second chorus.
The next two repetitive choruses were the same, and he tried to get away with it by pronouncing the words clearly. After the song was over, Qi Xingchen and Bai Ye looked at each other at the same time.
Bai Ye's eyes were cold, and he was obviously very satisfied.
"There are some minor flaws in his Chinese. After all, it's quite wrong to learn this in just three days," Wei Qin was the first to express his opinion. "I think he is in Class A. What do the Starlight Observers think?"
When asked suddenly, Qi Xingchen did not respond to Wei Qin's words. He turned to the stage and said, "Kevin, sing the second chorus again."
The trainees all came up alone, without any teammates following them, so Kashiwa Ye took the initiative to take on the responsibility of translation and conveyed this sentence to Kevin.
Kevin's arms froze for a moment when he heard that, then he picked up the microphone and started singing.
Without accompaniment, the sound is more obvious to everyone.
"This is the lyrics of the first chorus, what about the second verse?" Qi Xingchen asked.
Kevin stiffened his neck: "I only know this part."
"Haven't you learned the second part?" Qi Xingchen gave him some wiggle room.
"No, I thought they were the same."
Bai Ye frowned and whispered to Zheng Yuyang for confirmation: "No one told him that the two sections are the same?"
"Oh," Zheng Yuyang was puzzled. "The vocal teacher taught him sentence by sentence during class. He has such a strong sense of language, he must have heard the consistency... and he has a good relationship with his teammates in the company, so why not let him study blindly by himself?"
Bai Ye nodded and said, "So Kevin wanted to learn it himself and just used the fact that he knew it as an excuse."
But he insisted that he knew, and the instructors couldn't do anything to him, after all, there was no way to verify it.
Ask his teammates? That would put his teammates in a difficult position - if they said they helped, it would be tantamount to declaring Kevin a liar, and the company would scold them.
If teammates say they didn't help, they will definitely be attacked by Kevin's fans.
Caught in a dilemma.
Bai Ye paused, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Qi Xingchen with his head down, writing furiously in his little notebook.
Just as he finished writing, Qi Xingchen tore off the page of paper and held it up.
"thisthe english annotation and the chinese pronunciationthe second chorus, i\'msorry for our program don\'t have bilingual teacher for that.
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