Day 87
"Midnight neon heartbeat is going, Hey
Your eyes are like a dangerous signal Oh no
Throw all the rules into the rearview mirror
Engines roaring, ready for the storm"
Min Hai: “It’s hard to evaluate.”
Chen Chi looked at the sky and the earth, but he didn't look at Fu Xunyan.
"No poking! There's progress!"
Bai Wenji turned around and slapped Da Pei: "Your teaching skills are terrible!"
Da Pei cooperated and pretended to be in pain. "You can't blame me for this. I spent two hours last night correcting every word. You don't understand what I went through!"
[Master Qingtang! I understand, I understand! I listened all night yesterday, so I'm here to speak!]
[Huh? I missed the live broadcast last night. What happened before?]
[Last night (crying) I was forced to listen to a whole night of demonic rap. I would like to call it the new era of justice rap]
[(tired)(sleepy)(eyes hard to open) I've heard it too. Let me put it this way: the lyrics and rhythm are fine, but it feels like Guan Gong is rapping for you.]
[There's no flirting involved, just earnest instruction. Earnest instruction. It's hilarious. What do you mean by "welcoming the storm"? That's called a storm warning! The storm warning after the CCTV News!]
[He seems to really care about signals, rearview mirrors, weather, and traffic.]
[Who knows? This paragraph is all I can think about when I drive out today...]
"Tsk," Da Pei was puzzled. "Why do you think so? You gave me the impression of a cool and handsome guy during your first performance. Why are you losing that aura less and less?"
"That hazy feeling you had on the second public performance, bring it out."
In full view of the crowd, Fu Xunyan waved awkwardly.
"These two are different."
The atmosphere was a little depressed for a while. After all, Fu Xunyan has always been the recognized center. When Fu Xunyan was in trouble, the morale of the entire team was a little scattered.
"It's okay, let's get the movement lines in order first, and align the moves. As for the rap—I'll continue practicing. I feel much better today than yesterday."
That's all we can do.
In the morning, the five guys straightened out their movements under the guidance of an amateur teacher. In the afternoon, Zhang Qu and Jiang Pianpian came over to see them and filmed a segment of "mentor care", which was to order fried chicken for them.
Several people were eating happily in front of the camera, but once the camera was turned off, they all put it down obediently and gave most of the food they had reserved to the staff.
There's no other way, I have to stay in shape.
The midterm exam is coming soon.
Although the first and second public performances also underwent mid-term assessments, as the program neared its end, the mentors' requirements became more stringent.
Trainees are being transformed from unpolished gems into beautifully crafted commodities.
Jiang Han and Ye Lai were in the same group. Their rendition of "Chain" was perfect, and even Jiang Sulin could not find any fault with it. However, Zhang Qu, the dance leader in the team, pointed out some minor problems in the coordination among several people.
Jiang Pianpian pretended to be infatuated and praised the performance of this group.
Ou Ruo was not very satisfied.
He was dissatisfied from the beginning of the grouping.
There are too few trainees in this group who are going to rank higher - it's strange. According to the convention in previous years, a song like "Chain" that looks like a champion at first glance should not be performed by only Ye Lai and Jiang Han.
But for some reason this year, Chen Chi, Bai Wenji, and Min Hai all followed Fu Xunyan, and even Da Pei was suspected of betraying his fans, which sparked a wave of criticism online.
But thinking back to Fu Xunyan's previous performances - well, if he were a trainee, he would also want to be with Fu Xunyan.
Back to "Chain", there are seven positions in the chain, in addition to Ye Lai and Jiang Han, there are Bai Zhen, Liu Yongshan, Zhou Hengyu, Shao Ruzhou and Lan Yizhou.
Lan Yizhou also manipulated the votes. This time, the company boldly promoted him from 60th to 27th place, creating a dark horse image. Although Yang Qing has been "broke down," the companies involved in the manipulation were embarrassed and, to avoid further embarrassment, they jointly suppressed public opinion, so the true list was not released.
They also contributed a lot to the publicity surrounding Kenny's withdrawal from the competition in order to cover up the vote-rigging issue.
To be honest, since none of the seven contestants were popular, Ou Ruo felt that except for Ye Lai who sang okay, none of the others could sing. Some had hoarse voices or were short of breath, and the mic was only half open during the third public performance.
It can be fixed during live broadcast and post-production, but can it be fixed on site? Ou Ruo was troubled by them.
"I'm not very satisfied with your singing, Bai Zhen. Didn't I tell you to practice your breathing when I came here the day before yesterday?"
Ou Ruo pointed out the problem without mercy.
Bai Zhen felt a little ashamed and kept his head down without saying a word.
"Don't think that just dancing in unison is enough. Singing is very important. I've been emphasizing this since day one." Ou Ruo took a breath. "Dancing in unison can make you look good overall, but only singing well can make you stand out."
"I was saying that Fu Xunyan was too good to you before, assigning you the best parts that you could digest with minimal effort. Look, your weaknesses were exposed as soon as the team was changed, right?"
Although Ou Ruo didn't mean that, everyone present felt that Ye Lai was indirectly scolded.
Ye Lai pursed his lips - he really didn't have Fu Xunyan's keen musical literacy and leadership, so when it came to the distribution, he could only let them choose according to their favorite passages.
Even though I know it, I still feel a little sad when it is pointed out to my face.
"And you, Lan Yizhou, don't look down on Bai Zhen. His problem is still a minor problem. Your singing is really tone-deaf." Ou Ruo did not let go of others. As an orthodox musician, Ou Ruo was not afraid of these young and small-traffic fans causing trouble for him, and he would point out any mistakes immediately.
"It's already the third public performance, and you've been training here for at least a month and a half, but I haven't seen any improvement in your singing."
Lan Yizhou's face turned pale.
"I don't understand. It's only five or six sentences each time. Correcting them one by one shouldn't take up too much of your time, right? Why can't you take the initiative to ask the teacher for advice and practice?"
Ou Ruo's criticism was like a storm. People rarely saw him speak so harshly. They were so scared that they dared not say a word. Even Jiang Sulin raised the microphone and put it down again, smiling awkwardly.
Fu Xunyan closed his mouth and hugged his legs tightly—well, his rap also had less than ten sentences in total, but...
Then everyone saw Ou Ruo's face full of disbelief.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Fu Xunyan, what are you doing?"
"I just praised you as a model student, how come you turned around and slapped me?"
Fu Xunyan covered his face.
"I'm still practicing."
Min Hai was also worried that Ou Ruo, who had an unusually strong attack today, would upset Fu Xunyan again, so he immediately raised his hand and added, "Teacher Ou Ruo, you didn't see his level three days ago. He has really improved a lot. I believe he will perform perfectly in two days."
During this break, Ou Ruo was shown the level of Fu Xunyan's initial practice by the staff holding up his mobile phone.
"It's hard for me to comment on this. Bigland, you do it."
"I..." Bigland hesitated, "Actually, I've been to their practice room before."
"Fu Xunyan, your problem is both big and small. But actually, I never thought you would have this problem."
"You performed the lyrical style of the first public performance and the lazy style of the second public performance very well. Isn't the style of the third public performance similar to your first performance? Why are you so uncomfortable with it?"
Why? Fu Xunyan didn't quite understand either—if he could understand, the problem would be solved.
Bigland thought about it, and the whole classroom fell silent.
"What a double standard! Why are we always criticized when it comes to us, but when it's Fu Xunyan's turn and he can't do it, all the teachers are trying to help him find a solution?" Zhou Hengyu rolled his eyes and whispered to the person next to him, who could only smile awkwardly.
Why? Because Fu Xunyan is a good student with good ability.
After all, Zhang Qu has a lot of experience and seems to be able to vaguely grasp the crux of the problem.
"I don't think it's that you can't perform an aggressive style, but rather that you can't do it within the framework of rap. Have you been practicing statically before? I suggest you watch a few rappers' performances and start by imitating them."
"You don't have to practice in the practice room, just go to the big stage in the studio and try it out to get a feel for it."
"Because your pronunciation and rhythm are all correct, but it's too restrained, so it feels weird."
Fu Xunyan took the advice and planned to go there immediately after turning around.
But this group is not just about Fu Xunyan’s rap.
"Why do I feel that you guys..." Jiang Pianpian thought hard, "You're just very plain. I don't know how to describe it, but actually, before I saw your performance, I had high expectations. Now that I'm done, I feel nothing."
In order to prevent their confidence from being damaged, Jiang Pianpian also tried to make amends for them, "Maybe it was because you didn't cooperate with the makeup?"
This explanation is so pale, it’s better not to explain it.
Chen Chi and the others looked at each other and discovered the problem.
After the assessment, Chen Chi gathered everyone together in the afternoon while Fu Xunyan was practicing alone in the small classroom next door.
"I think we're a little too dependent on Brother Fu."
“Always waiting for him to give instructions and find problems.”
In the empty practice room, four young men nodded solemnly.
Bai Wenji had taken off his glasses, and his brown eyes seemed to be filled with mist, and he looked a little confused.
"But—I have to admit that at least I can't find any problems. I don't even feel what Teacher Jiang Pianpian and the others mean by 'not enough'."
This cannot be blamed on Bai Wenji.
In fact, many viewers in the live broadcast room could not understand what Jiang Pianpian meant by "a little short of breath". A small number of them insisted that Jiang Pianpian was finding fault.
Bai Wenji was bold enough to frankly admit that he couldn't find the problem. This attitude was at least better than trying to be stubborn.
"I feel like this is subjective," Da Pei admitted. "But Teacher Jiang Pianpian is amazing. If she thinks we can do better based on her subjective opinion, then we definitely have room for improvement."
Min Hai nodded. "So I think at least before Xun Yan comes back, we can watch the evaluation videotape again and find out where the problem lies."
The curtains of the practice room fluttered in the night breeze, and the hustle and bustle of summer had begun by the pond.
Bai Wenji was a little annoyed, but he suppressed the anxiety in his heart.
That unpleasant feeling was not directed at anyone but himself.
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