"8 people, only 8 people," Qi Xingchen suddenly raised his voice, "Not even half of 29!"
He was young and his status was considered a mentor, so the students in Class F had no fear of him and had never paid much attention to him.
Hearing him getting angry, everyone was so scared that they stood there, staring at him with wide eyes.
Qi Xingchen looked back at them, "Yes, being ranked in Class F for the first evaluation is the worst start, which means that you are likely to be eliminated. I understand your thoughts... but are you willing to leave like this?"
"I joined the crew with the expectation of being a family member of the company. Eighty-eight people shared the camera, but in the end, only two or three sides were shown in post-production..."
"But after a month, the audience will forget you were there. Are you willing to accept that?"
These words sounded nice, and they hit the nail on the head. The trainee closest to him lowered his head, and the faces of the trainees in the back row gradually turned red.
"The reason why the program team designed the elimination of contestants in the first two rounds is to give the audience more opportunities to get to know you, to give you the opportunity to improve yourselves, canvass for votes for yourself, and strive to advance to the next round," Qi Xingchen paused, "Unfortunately, today I only saw eight people seize the opportunity, they are great."
"As for the remaining people, I know what you are planning. I only have one thing to say."
He took a deep breath and scanned the four rows of trainees one by one: "I believe that each of you came here to participate in the audition with a yearning for the stage. The stage is big, beautiful, and bright. Now that only half a day has passed, if you work hard, you may still have time to stand on it."
"The class will end at 8 o'clock tonight. I will stay and practice with you. Those who want to go back to the dormitory can go freely. For those who want to stay, I will do my best to answer all your questions."
"That's all I have to say. Sorry to bother you, teacher. Please continue with the class."
After saying that, Qi Xingchen turned around and left the practice room without looking at the students' reactions.
Turning into the bathroom, he leaned his hands on the sink and found that his breathing was rapid and his heart was choked.
Compared to the dark years in the acrobatic troupe, how could anyone give up easily when there is a chance to go to a bright place?
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The light is in front of us, within reach, so why do we strive for it?
He turned on the tap and took a few handfuls of water. The cool feeling in his stomach made him feel much calmer. He wiped the corners of his mouth and slowly walked back to Class F.
But the students were frightened by him, and there was no serious conversation or chatting that afternoon.
In a blink of an eye, the clock reached eight o'clock and the teacher announced the end of class. Before leaving, I whispered to him, "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're working harder," Qi Xingchen shook his head, watched the teacher leave, and then said, "You guys go eat, I'll wait here until nine o'clock, and if no one is here at nine o'clock, I'll leave too."
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He put away his phone and looked up, only to see that all the trainees maintained their previous formation, not moving, and staring at him eagerly.
"Qi, Teacher Qi..." Wu Qian stuttered, "The movements for the chorus of the song are so difficult. We haven't learned them yet. Can you help us practice a few more times?"
Qi Xingchen was stunned.
"It will take you too long. Just tell us the key points and we will take care of the rest ourselves!"
"......"
Qi Xingchen rubbed his nose and took off his coat: "Why are you still looking at me? Play some music!"
The teaching progress of class D is faster than that of class F. They have finished learning all the dance moves today. After half a day of consolidation tomorrow, I can switch to vocal lessons.
At 8:30, Bai Ye arranged for the selected squad leaders to lead the trainees in training. I wanted to see if Qi Xingchen had left before leaving, so I found the practice room of Class F.
When I pushed open the door, I saw young men in the room stretching their arms, kicking their legs, and wailing. The effect was like a group of demons dancing wildly.
Amidst the dancing demons, the person he was looking for crossed his arms, with his sportswear tied around his waist, moving among the students, his voice on the verge of collapse:
"When you wave, you use your upper arms to drive your lower arms. Why are you flapping your arms? You are a goose!"
"The waist collapses, collapses again... That's right, don't be afraid of the pain, get used to it!"
"Don't rush to do the next move if you haven't finished the previous one. You can't do any of them in a hurry. Practice the two moves well first and then consider the connection. Do you think the audience can see that you are slacking off?"
"Yo, you're doing the splits pretty well... What? You said you didn't do the splits? Then why are you spreading your legs so wide? Pull them back!"
The trainee who was called out was not angry at all. He smiled happily and coaxed Qi Xingchen while adjusting his posture according to what he said.
There was a happy scene in the house...it might be better if the smell of sweat was less.
Bai Ye followed Qi Xingchen's movements. After about five minutes, a sharp-eyed trainee opened his mouth and said, "Teacher Bai, Teacher Bai!"
"......Hmm?" Qi Xingchen turned his head unconsciously.
As soon as his sight fell upon the tall figure at the door, he immediately lowered his arms, stood at attention, and put away his ferocious expression.
"Is class D over?" he asked Bai Ye obediently.
"No, I asked the monitor to lead them in practice," Bai Ye shook his head, "Do you want more?"
"It's accurate, but their foundation is poor, so I help them to work out the details."
"Okay," Bai Ye took off his coat, "Then I'll help you teach them."
Upon hearing this, everyone in Class F jumped three feet high. They didn't expect that Bai Ye would actually fight for Qi Xingchen himself.
It's no exaggeration to say that half of the room is filled with Night Sky or passers-by fans.
Itβs so exciting to get close to your favorite stars! ! !
Bai Ye has always been very proactive. He always does what he says and then he starts to instruct everyone one by one starting from the first row.
It doesn't matter if Qi Xingchen doesn't eat, but he doesn't want Bai Ye to starve. Fortunately, An Ran insisted on going, so he took An Ran to buy lunch boxes for classes D and F.
Class F had the largest practice room, so Bai Ye brought the food back and simply moved the people from Class D to Class F, and the whole group of people sat in a big circle around it.
After handing out the lunch boxes, Wu Qian, who was sitting opposite Bai Ye, looked at Bai Ye's lunch box, then looked at his own, "Hey, Mr. Bai's lunch box is so high-end, just like ours."
The people around him immediately elbowed him: "Is the teacher's meal the same as ours? Just eat yours!"
"But, but Teacher Qi has the same dishes as us... The dishes are the same, broccoli, cabbage, shredded pork with fish sauce, and braised pork. Teacher Bai has quinoa and steak, and you can see what's left... Oh, there are prawns!"
"Hiss...indeed."
They talked quietly, Bai Ye heard it and glanced at the little fan.
The little fan held the lunch box, used her butt as the axis, pushed the ground with her legs, and instantly changed her position to face away from him.
Kashiwa Ye couldn't help but laugh.
Three minutes later, a hand stretched out from Qi Xingchen's waist. Before he could see clearly what he was holding in his hand, two more shrimps appeared in his lunch box.
Class D & Class F: βYo Yo Yo!!!β
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