Chapter 10
Xie Xichao said this sincerely.
Car accidents are unfortunate, but not everyone has a chance to save their life when they lose it.
But after he said this, he realized that he seemed to be playing the victim in front of the camera.
Sure enough, after hearing what he said, the faces of the people around him became very strange.
Sometimes when evaluating something, one needs to consider the cause and effect. If Jie Xichao was lying on a hospital bed now, most people would express sympathy for him.
But the illness is already a thing of the past for him, so the meaning of this matter has changed.
Xie Xichao was silent for a moment.
Although he wanted to make his debut and knew what the best state was in front of the camera, he swore that this was really an accident.
He looked at Ai Qingyuan in front of him with an innocent face. The other party's expression changed constantly. Finally, he thought of something and his expression suddenly turned sour.
Xie Xichao:.
Well, he knew it.
The group of people quickly skipped over this topic, and in the evening, everyone finished work and prepared to wash up and go to bed.
In the washroom, he met Ai Qingyuan who came out of the bathroom.
The other party saw him and stopped.
The lights were dim and there were few people around. Jie Xichao spat out the mouthwash and heard Ai Qingyuan say, "If you are not feeling well, why did you come to participate in the talent show?"
Xie Xichao paused.
He feels that people are really different from each other.
Ni Xin also said this, but when Ni Xin said this, it just sounded purely low.
And Ai Qingyuan...
Jie Xichao could sense the subtle sympathy in his tone, but at the same time, his tone was quite arrogant.
He wiped his face.
After packing up his toiletries, he straightened up and said calmly, "It's much better now."
Ai Qingyuan sneered.
Xie Xichao asked him: "Let's go back together?"
Ai Qingyuan didn't move.
He said, "Well, you're much better now."
"You are indeed good at writing songs, but if you can make your debut just by writing songs, then Super Rookie might as well change its name to Super Producer." Ai Qingyuan said, "You got an A this time by taking shortcuts, but what about next time? What are you going to rely on next time?"
Xie Xichao thought for a moment and said, "Rely on stick techniques?"
Ai Qingyuan: “…”
Xie Xichao teased him and said, "Depend on your strength."
Ai Qingyuan looked at him deeply.
He did not show his obvious disdain again, but just said: "Okay, I'll wait."
Then he walked out of the bathroom. Jie Xichao sighed helplessly and followed him back to the dormitory.
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Next time will come soon.
Competition in talent shows is more frequent than high school students’ mock exams.
The next day, the program team gathered everyone together.
Dou Yu is still the main MC, and next to him is Li Lin.
Both of them wore loose sportswear today, and Li Lin announced the content of this recording:
Theme song re-rating.
"Next, Teacher Dou and I will demonstrate the theme song of our audition to everyone." Li Lin explained the rules, "In the next three days, Teacher Dou and I will also come here to give guidance. After three days, we will re-evaluate the theme song."
"The evaluation criteria are divided into two parts: singing and dancing." Dou Yu took over her words, his eyes intentionally paused in a certain direction, and then said, "The test method is a cappella singing and dancing. We will grade you on the spot. I hope you will work hard for the next two days."
Re-rating is a tradition of talent shows. Everyone has known about this part for a long time, but they still cooperated and gave enthusiastic responses.
After the noise on the field died down, Li Lin continued: "And——"
She paused for two seconds.
"Choose C? I think it should be C."
"Of course, the theme song has such a big stage."
"C on a 100-person stage... it's so cool just thinking about it."
"——Choose the center position for the theme song." Li Lin lived up to everyone's expectations and continued with a smile, "The center position trainee will be selected from the trainees with A rating, and will be determined by internal voting. If there is a tie, Teacher Dou's vote will be added."
"Okay," she said, "now, let's look at the theme song."
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Theme songs are hard.
At least for most of the trainees present, this was their first thought after watching the video.
The sources of difficulty are complex. The movements are fragmented, and it is painful for people with poor dancing skills to copy the dance. The chorus is a bit high, and the singer with poor vocal skills frowned.
The final performance was singing and dancing, with a double debuff and a maximum duration of three days. Even though they were mentally prepared, everyone still looked in pain.
Ji Yan felt like he was going to vomit: "Is there anyone who can help? Is this a dance for humans?"
Next to him was his new roommate, a pure vocalist, and he stared blankly: "Yan Yan, please stop talking. What should I do if you can't do it?!"
"By the way," he said, "where's your brother?"
He has a very good impression of Jie Xichao, probably because they appreciate each other's voices.
Ji Yan scratched his head: "I don't know."
"Their dormitory is pretty impressive too." said the roommate. "Fu Wenze is probably the best at rap, and he's not bad at dancing, either. Guan Heng also has an A in overall ability, plus a C in the beginning. Wow, this is a celebrity dormitory."
Ji Yan blinked: "What do you mean by primary C? My brother?"
His roommate looked at him like a fool: "What are you talking about? Of course it's Ai Qingyuan."
He paused, and said in a tone of envy, "This time the center position of the first stage is definitely his, no doubt about it. Hey, I also want to be like him and be the recognized big devil."
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On the other side of the venue, Ni Xin diligently brought a bottle of mineral water to Ai Qingyuan.
On the side, Sheng Hong's teammates also smiled and said the same thing: "Brother, since you have already reserved the initial C, why don't you teach us? We all belong to Sheng Hong, and we don't want to get a D and be scolded by the company again."
"By the way, brother." Another person said, "Have you finished stripping the dance?"
Ai Qingyuan did not comment on the first sentence, but responded to the second sentence.
He hummed, "Half of it has been peeled off."
He has good basic skills, so it doesn't take him too long to learn any difficult dance.
In his opinion, although their theme song is fragmented, the overall difficulty is not high.
As for the primary C...
"Don't talk nonsense." He said lazily, "Go bribe the other 95 people to vote for me."
"Isn't this obvious?" Ni Xin said, "Qingyuan, you are so talented, everyone can see it. You and Guan Heng are the only ones in our group who got an A."
He mentioned Guan Heng, who quickly laughed and said, "No, I don't want to usurp the throne."
Ai Qingyuan frowned.
He said: "What's the point of usurping the throne? It's not a pre-determined position, anyone can take the throne."
He didn't like Guan Heng's attitude. It seemed as if everything was his by right.
However, after saying this, he suddenly thought of something.
…It’s not a pre-determined position, anyone can get in.
It certainly wasn't necessarily him.
But to be honest, he hadn't thought of any other possibilities.
only……
His thoughts went back to that night.
He suddenly became a little curious about what Jie Xichao, who had threatened to defeat him with his strength, was doing at the moment.
Just as this thought came to his mind, in practice room 217, Jie Xichao took off his Bluetooth headset and put it back into the headset box.
The people next to him looked at him, then at their watches, with horror on their faces.
Just fifteen minutes had passed.
Then, he saw Jie Xichao took the mineral water.
...Oh, drink some water.
That's okay.
I thought he could already jump.
Well.
That's genius.
It turned out that he was overthinking it.
He lowered his head again and continued to stare at the progress bar that had just been stretched for half a minute, as if he was continuing to study advanced mathematics.
On the other side, Jie Xichao finished drinking some water and leaned against the floor-length mirror to rest quietly for a while.
In his mind, every movement of the theme song played back clearly like a projection.
He knew that he had already completed the first step of practicing the theme song, the dance.
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