Chapter 11
Xie Xichao couldn't count how many talent show theme songs he had danced to.
The time inside the system and the external flow rate are different. Although he was in a coma for four years in the real world, the actual time he experienced was much longer than that.
If all these experiences were taken into account, Dou Yu would call him "senior" whenever he saw him.
Many people say that theme songs are difficult, but after all, all the trainees have to be taken into consideration, so the difficulty is generally not that high.
Even for a popular talent show like "Super Rookie", the difficulty level is at best average among all the talent shows Jie Xichao has participated in. With his current state of being well-experienced, it is basically equivalent to the radio gymnastics for primary school students.
After resting for a while, he opened his eyes.
Two hours later, Xie Xichao had basically mastered the movements and familiarized himself with the lyrics.
As the time approached twelve o'clock, he felt that it was about time, so he planned to go to the cafeteria to have dinner.
When he was about to leave, several trainees nearby called him.
"Um... Jie, Xi Chao?"
Xie Xichao stopped.
In fact, he had just noticed these boys.
It should be from the same company, but he has no impression of it. They were wearing the F class uniform and looked a little embarrassed.
There are always some invisible people in the talent show. It is a small company with weak strength, and it can't even be considered a face-to-face company. It just runs a notice and gets a notice fee to serve as the denominator.
Xie Xichao paused and asked, "What's wrong?"
His tone was quite gentle, which gave the boy who spoke up courage. He whispered, "That's right, well... our dancing skills are quite poor, can you help us?"
He really prepared himself mentally before saying this.
There were only three days and they didn't know anyone. As for the instructor, it was obviously impossible for him to guide them step by step. In any case, they didn't want to embarrass themselves.
He was afraid of being rejected. After all, they were all strangers and who would have the leisure to do that for no reason? He also didn't think of looking for Jie Xichao. Jie Xichao's performance on the first stage amazed many people, but at the same time, many people privately said that he was a "biased" contestant.
...Until he just secretly saw Xichao dancing.
He pursed his lips: "I know it's a bit presumptuous, we won't take up much of your time..."
"Okay." Xie Xichao said.
The boy was stunned.
He looked up in surprise. Xie Xichao looked at the clock on the wall and discussed with him, "Is it okay in the evening? About seven o'clock."
"It's a good opportunity for you to go to dance class and see if you can roughly recite the moves first," he said.
"Sure, sure." The boy said repeatedly, "Thank you."
He simply didn't know what to say, and after a long while he managed to utter, "...I will keep it a secret for you! I will never tell anyone that you are actually a great dancer!"
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After leaving the practice room, Xie Xichao still hadn't figured out what the little boy's last words meant.
He walked outside. At this moment, both the inner practice room and the outer hall were filled with trainees practicing hard. Occasionally, some of them looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.
Jie Xichao didn't notice it. He looked for Ji Yan in the crowd and planned to go eat by himself if he didn't find him. Unfortunately, he met his eyes at first sight.
The other party immediately abandoned his current roommate and came over. Jie Xichao sighed.
"I don't know why." Ji Yan said cautiously, "I always feel like you don't really want to see me."
"That's not true." Xie Xichao denied it.
Ji Yan is very good.
It’s just that sometimes she’s too nagging and he gets a little scared.
Sure enough, after he said this, the other party felt relieved and started to greet him three times in a row.
"Brother, are you tired?", "Did you bring chocolate in the morning?", "Is this dance intense?"
Jie Xichao got a meal, answered the questions one by one, then promptly changed the subject and told him his doubts.
Ji Yan said: "This one."
"Um?"
"Brother, didn't you sing on your first stage?" Ji Yan bit the sweet and sour pork ribs and said vaguely, "Some people say that you can't dance at all, and you are just using illness as an excuse. Some people also say that you got the script of Cangzhuo and are a member of the royal family."
Xie Xichao:.
oh.
Got it.
This topic is quite boring. After all, Ji Yan and Jie Xichao both know exactly what his level is.
Ji Yan changed the subject: "Brother, what do you think of the difficulty of the theme song? Is it okay?"
"No problem." Xie Xichao said.
He knew what Ji Yan was asking, and added, "The test is only one and a half minutes, and the dance is not very intense."
So you don’t have to worry too much about physical strength affecting your performance.
Ji Yan was stunned for a moment.
Then he realized, "That's good. The initial evaluation is still very important. Although there may be no name, it's better than the later ones."
"Yeah." Xie Xichao said.
Ji Yan picked at the rice with chopsticks, hesitating:
"That... brother."
Xie Xichao paused.
"Seven o'clock in the evening." Xie Xichao said, "113."
Ji Yan smiled foolishly: "Hehe...thank you brother."
"By the way," he said, "are you going to class this afternoon? Does it conflict with your physical therapy time?"
"No." Xie Xichao said, "It's useless."
*
Xie Xichao's words were not arrogant, but the truth.
He doesn't need a teacher; going to class is a waste of time. It’s better to rest more.
In the afternoon, he asked for leave from the program crew and went to the physiotherapy room alone. By the time it was over, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.
He was in a good mood when he left the therapy room. The doctor told him that the effect was good and that he could reduce the number of physical therapy sessions, which was naturally a good thing for him.
So he hesitated between going back to the dormitory and continuing to practice, and finally made a decision with the dice.
123 goes back, 456 practices, the dice spins in the air and falls into the palm of your hand, the result is a steady 1.
So Xie Xichao walked towards the dormitory building with a clear conscience, intending to catch up on his sleep.
When he opened the dormitory door, he was stunned.
At the same time, everyone in the room froze and quickly put the things in their hands behind their backs.
Xie Xichao was silent for a moment and turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.
"I'm coming back to sleep," he said.
Fu Wen Ze still looked a little unnatural and said "hmm".
Xie Xi walked in and looked at him standing there. Finally, he sighed helplessly: "You don't have to make that expression. Hiding a phone is not a big deal."
The program crew collected mobile phones, which seemed to be a strict rule, but in fact everyone knew that this was just a video material. At least Jie Xichao had experienced so many auditions that he never took this rule seriously.
Even the program crew themselves turned a blind eye.
Of course, Xie Xichao would not do such a thing. He is a person who is lenient to others and strict with himself.
His philosophy is that there is no order without rules. It would be a very sad thing if rules were set carefully but no one followed them.
Fu Wen Ze looked a little embarrassed. Jie Xichao didn't ask him what he was doing with the phone and just made his bed.
But not long after, he heard Fu Wenze suddenly say: "I'm not here to see the rankings."
He paused and said, "My younger brother is in the third year of junior high school this year. He is very attached to me. My grandmother is the only one taking care of him at home. I am not very reassured."
Jie Xichao suddenly realized.
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During these two days, Xie Xichao and Fu Wenzhe did not have much interaction.
He has seen many idols with a lot of personas, but Fu Wen Ze is indeed a real cool guy who is consistent on and off the stage. He is taciturn, independent-minded, and often speaks sharply.
He had never been sharp towards Jie Xichao, but he also hadn't taken the initiative to get close to him like Ji Yan.
Jie Xichao was not an active person, and the relationship between the two of them remained that of ordinary roommates.
But regarding the cell phone, it was obvious that Fu Wen Ze owed him a favor.
After all, although everyone knows the truth, if Jie Xichao reports it, the program team still has to give an explanation.
Because of this, Fu Wen Ze felt a little uneasy.
Jie Xichao took a nap and when he woke up, there was someone sitting at the head of the bed. He almost thought he had walked into a suspense film until he saw Fu Wenzhe's face clearly.
He said, “…what’s wrong?”
Keep your tone as calm as possible.
To cover up the embarrassing fact that he was genuinely frightened.
Fu Wenze said: "I feel like I owe you a favor."
Xie Xichao said: "Well, it's really nothing. Actually, I..."
"I've thought about it." Fu Wenze said seriously, "I have nothing to repay you for now."
"Let me teach you how to dance."
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