Chapter 97 Explosive Shock: Stunning Adaptation, Injuries Revealed
Xiao Lu had been wanting to curse for a long time, and now that she had the chance, she unleashed a barrage of insults like a machine gun, leaving Xu Zhe speechless.
"You, you!"
"Me, me, me? What do you mean, 'me'? Only Sister Ying has a good temper and tries to reason with you. If it were me, I would have just used my fists!"
Little Deer put her hands on her hips and glared angrily at these people.
"You don't even try your best every day, and you don't even think about why the other mentors don't want you! If you were really that good, everyone else would have been chosen, and you would be the only ones left with no options? Have you forgotten the people you rejected at the job fair?"
"If it weren't for Sister Ying saying that all the unwanted items should be given to her, some of you might have ended up somewhere else!"
"You're always talking about needing someone to give you a push, needing a mentor. Now that I've given you a piece of gold, you'd just throw it aside like a lump of iron. With this level of discernment and skill, you still want to make it into the top ten? I think you should really go back to sleep and dream!"
In Xiao Lu's eyes, Song Ying is a thousand times better than all the other mentors.
No musical prodigy or talent show pioneer can compare to Song Ying's talent.
If these people were to look at Song Ying's videos and information online without prejudice, they would realize that they had actually struck gold and found a treasure.
As a result, one by one, they blamed the uneven road for their own shortcomings.
He-tui!
Xiao Lu really wanted to spit right in these guys' faces.
Most people in this world bully the weak and fear the strong.
Sure enough, after Xiao Lu's outburst, all the trainees turned pale.
They didn't dare utter a sound.
Especially Xu Zhe.
His face was almost turning blue.
"Xiao Lu's words are unpleasant, but if you continue to complain and give up, the voices of those keyboard warriors online will probably be even more unpleasant."
After speaking calmly, Song Ying walked past everyone and sat down on the sofa.
"Who is the captain?"
Everyone looked at Jian Cheng.
Jian Cheng remained silent.
Song Ying raised an eyebrow: "The team leader hasn't been chosen yet?"
Fu Gaoxuan looked around, "In the past, Jian Cheng was always the team leader..."
"Before?" Song Ying asked knowingly. "But aren't you a new team?"
"We, we just made the choice!"
As soon as Xu Zhe said this, the others quickly responded.
"Yes, yes, we just chose it."
"Let Jian Cheng be the team leader!"
"Yes, we have no objections. He has experience, so he can handle it!"
Song Ying's gaze swept lightly over the group before finally settling on Jian Cheng.
"They all voted you to be the team leader, do you have any objections?"
Jian Cheng lowered her eyes and shook her head.
Regardless of his opinions or willingness, the captaincy will ultimately fall to him.
This is not something he can decide.
Since entering the top 100 and starting closed training, many things have become beyond his control.
"Alright, since neither side has any objections, let's get back to the main topic."
"The top ten are individual and team performances, with each accounting for half of the score."
"To ensure fairness and avoid data discrepancies due to different musical styles, all five teams performed the same songs on the team stage. In this respect, all thirty of you are essentially starting from the same point."
"But I've looked at the songs you have for your individual stages. Because you're ranked lower, after the people ahead of you have chosen, what's left for you are mostly slow songs that don't put you in a good position."
"To make a comeback and break into the top ten, you need to take two steps."
"First, the stage for team competitions needs to be innovative;"
"Secondly, the pieces for the individual competition will be appropriately adapted."
"Excluding rehearsal time, you only have two days of training time at most, so from now on, if you don't want to be eliminated, please take it seriously."
After saying this, Song Ying glanced at the time.
"There's still one hour left. Before 2 PM, we'll go over the individual performances. Jian Cheng, you're the team leader, you go first."
The team's stage song list was only announced today after the group was formed.
However, the individual stage songs were already arranged during the live broadcast on Monday.
Today is Thursday, so everyone should have practiced for at least three days.
Chien Cheng's song is a slow love song, "Dance With You".
But when the music started, Song Ying realized that the style of the song had changed from the original. The original love song had been enhanced with whispered words to create a basic sense of story. The climax in the middle had a fast-paced high-pitched chorus, and the accompaniment at the end had a dance segment added.
The problem was that it wasn't very stable when it landed; it wasn't quite there yet.
"You can compose music?" Song Ying stood up.
The piece you just heard clearly had been rearranged.
Jian Cheng nodded: "I've learned a little."
"What kind of dances do you know? Can you dance jazz?"
As Song Ying said this, she walked toward the instrument stand next to her.
Jian Cheng followed and confessed frankly.
"I know a little jazz, and I've also studied ballet and Latin dance. I also know a little bit of robotics and ghost steps."
Song Ying was slightly taken aback, but soon she remembered the information she had seen about Jian Cheng before.
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Her father, Jian Mingxiao, is a music teacher who also teaches at tutoring centers to supplement the family income.
While their musical and dance skills may not qualify them as experts, they have a fairly good reputation in the education and training industry.
Unfortunately, he passed away young.
Back then, fewer people studied art, and art classes weren't as expensive as they are now; it was more profitable to tutor academic subjects.
Jian Cheng was raised by Jian Mingxiao. Even after his parents passed away, Jian Yunlan did not let Jian Cheng give up his studies in music and dance, just in case his grades were not good and he would at least have a skill that could support him after graduation.
Fortunately, Jian Cheng is promising, excelling in her studies and also possessing artistic talents.
"Since you know a little bit of all of these, how about we use the third section of 'Absolute Dance Domain' choreography for the beginning and end, following the story you set earlier? After entering the verse rhythm, use the second section of 'Alpha' choreography; and use 'Lambada' for the climax—can you do that?"
Song Ying was already sitting in front of the piano.
His tone remained calm, but his overall aura began to change.
The others looked at each other, completely bewildered.
What is "Absolute Dance Domain"?
"And what the hell are those 'Alphard' and 'Lambada'?"
"Wait, I found it!"
Fu Gaoxuan held up his phone.
"Absolute Dance Domain is a classic choreography of robot dance, 'Elpha' is jazz, and 'Lambada' is a classic Latin dance!"
"...? That's an exaggeration? Is it an act? Using three different dances for one song? With Jian Cheng's skill level, how is that possible?"
"Let's not even talk about Jian Cheng. To be honest, I think..." Xu Zhe lowered his voice, "I think someone else is also in trouble. All talk and no action, who can't do that? I could even say I know 'Swan Lake'!"
As soon as Xu Zhe said this, Xiao Lu next to him kicked him in the butt, sending him flying out of the crowd.
"Then give me a performance of 'Swan Lake'!"
"You little assistant, don't be so arrogant!"
"I'm arrogant?" Little Deer waved her phone. "Should I post your sleazy behavior online so everyone can see who's really arrogant?"
When Song Ying walked to the piano, Xiao Lu knew she was about to unleash her ultimate move.
So I quickly took out my phone to record it.
—The studio hasn't recruited any new staff yet, so Xiaolu is currently juggling multiple roles, one of which is the promotion and operation of Song Ying's fan club. Shooting vlogs to promote the club has become part of her daily routine.
Xu Zhe was still feeling guilty, so he glared at Xiao Lu and then fell silent.
Song Ying paid no attention to the commotion.
Anyway, Little Deer will take action.
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After casually testing the sound, Song Ying looked up at Jian Cheng.
Are you ready?
Jian Cheng took a deep breath and nodded: "Mm."
"Okay, come on."
As soon as she finished speaking, a clean and crisp piano melody began to play. It was somewhat similar to the piece that Jian Cheng had played earlier, but upon closer listening, it was quite different.
Less indecisiveness, more intense desire to tear things apart.
With the robotic dance steps from "Absolute Dance Domain" added, the atmosphere in the training room changed dramatically in an instant.
The audience seemed to see a puppet who had lost himself in the pursuit of love, wandering in pain amidst suffering, and tearing himself apart in his devoted waiting.
The marionette seems to be finding itself little by little.
But the more you feel yourself, the more excruciating the pain and anxiety become, making it even more unbearable.
At this point, the melody changes, gliding towards rock and electronic music.
At the same time, the electronic drum connected to the piano pedals delivered a crisp, soul-stirring sound.
The other trainees felt goosebumps.
Chien Cheng, who was always perceived as weak because of her feminine appearance, became dashing and cool at this moment because of her powerful jazz dance. Her movements were clean, smooth, and extremely neat, and she exuded a vibrant life force.
As the story reaches its climax, Song Ying abandons the piano and goes straight to the suona.
The tops of everyone's heads seemed to fly off.
The incredibly penetrating voice, paired with Chien Cheng's Latin vocals, brought the passionate madness of love to a poignant level, as if the whole body was filled with tragic grandeur.
Everyone was stunned.
For a moment, it was hard to tell whether to be surprised by Jian Cheng's incredible explosive power or to be astonished that Song Ying could transform Jian Cheng's original piece into something so unique, explosive, and eye-catching in less than three minutes.
Or perhaps it's surprising that the two of them, performing a dance together for the first time, have already achieved a completion rate of over 80%.
Finally, what woke everyone up was a loud "bang."
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Jian Cheng fell down.
He already had a leg injury, and despite being physically exhausted, he was still able to complete such a high-intensity activity, which shows his extraordinary endurance.
As the music ended, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled, and he naturally lost his balance.
Some of the bruises on his calves were visible, and he instinctively pulled at his trouser leg to cover them as he prepared to get up.
"Don't move—"
As Song Ying said this, she quickly walked out from behind the piano.
He crouched down and reached out to lift Jian Cheng's trouser leg.
But he stopped her.
The moment his hands touched Song Ying's fingers, Jian Cheng quickly withdrew them, finally only pressing down on the fabric.
He looked down at the ground.
"Teacher Song, I'm fine."
"Whether something happens or not is not up to you to decide." Song Ying looked at Jian Cheng. "I am your assistant mentor. Your physical condition is related to the final stage presentation and the difficulty of the choreography I give you. This is not just your business."
"Teacher Song, please, don't..."
Jian Cheng finally raised her head, glanced at the recording equipment in Xiao Lu's hand, and shook her head at Song Ying.
Her charming, expressive eyes were filled with pleading.
Even the corners of her eyes are full of charm.
—A natural charm.
Having such a beautiful appearance isn't necessarily a good thing.
Remembering Jian Cheng's experience, Song Ying looked at Xiao Lu.
"Little Deer, stop filming."
"Oh? Okay, Sister Ying."
With her keen sense of smell, the little deer realized that things weren't so simple, and if she continued to dig deeper, she might uncover some big news.
But since Sister Ying said so, she had no choice but to do as she was told.
After putting the equipment away, Jian Cheng visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Can I watch it now?
Song Ying remained expressionless.
I asked it again.
The sweet fragrance of freesias filled the air, bringing a touch of spring to the dull training room.
Jian Cheng's eyes flickered, a faint blush rose to her ears, and even her heart started beating faster.
He lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
The hand that was pressing down on the trouser leg finally let go.
Song Ying lifted his trouser leg, revealing that the loose fabric of his training uniform rolled up to his knees, revealing that his entire left leg was covered in purplish-blue bruises.
So Song Ying went to look at the other leg.
The right leg is slightly better, but you can still see the bluish-yellow patches where the bruises are fading.
Clearly, there were injuries here before.
Judging from the appearance, it must have been left behind last week.
The others who witnessed this scene were also stunned.
The trainees all say that Jian Cheng is physically weak and sickly, so people always pick on him from time to time to bully him.
But most of those were verbal sarcasm.
If it really came down to it, none of us had the guts.
Putting aside the possibility that Jian Cheng might sue the production team or expose it online, they also wouldn't be able to get past Tan Mu.
Xu Zhe is the best example.
Unless, of course, the person who attacked Jian Cheng...
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"Who did it?" Song Ying asked.
"I touched it myself." Jian Cheng pulled down her trouser leg.
However.
"Tan Mu?"
Song Ying asked directly.
Jian Cheng paused in her action of pulling up her pants.
The others were also stunned.
The air in the training room stagnated.
At that moment, a very soft voice came.
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