42 Song Hanjun is best at
Su Tang, who was eavesdropping with his ears perked up, couldn't help but want to applaud.
Fans in the live broadcast room also sighed,
[As expected of someone in the upper echelon, she has talent, looks, strength, and acting talent. She's already lost half the battle before the competition even begins.]
[Oh my god, they've already thought of the idea of reorganization at the beginning, and the team members are so cooperative, it's so scary,]
[Tsk, how are we going to beat Group B? Pack your bags and go home to farm.]
[Oh, all the members of Group A are my favorites. I can’t even vote for them all.]
【A whole expectation,】
[Shh, look at how dejected Group B is.]
Group A became even more depressed when they saw the lively Group B.
Xu Yuzhou sighed deeply.
"The netizens are right. If we surrender now, can we lose gracefully?"
Seeing that everyone was frowning, Su Tang clapped her hands to cheer them up.
"Even weeds can survive in the cracks, let alone us. If you have any ideas, let's discuss them together."
Seeing that no one spoke, Yuan Chiye said calmly in order to avoid a dull moment.
"It's up to you to decide. I don't have any ideas about the adaptation because it's not my comfort zone. I will adapt to whatever you change it to."
"Then are you willing to do a girl group dance, twisting your waist and hips to draw a heart? Is that acceptable to you?"
Yuan Chiye “…”
He laughed awkwardly twice.
"Well, how about you incorporate the dance into styles like Breaking, Hiohop, and Popping? I can give you suggestions and even improvise."
Su Tang knew that Yuan Chiye was a street dancer. He had his own style and was even best at improvisation.
But they are now competing in a team competition, and what they are afraid of is that during the dance of the team competition, Yuan Chiye will suddenly go crazy and do an impromptu dance.
Thinking of this scene, Su Tang felt numb.
She turned her gaze to Dyson, who waved his hand.
"I...I...won't...I will...just let you decide..."
Dyson said stumblingly,
Su Tang became anxious when he heard this, and he didn't know what he couldn't do, and he felt extremely tired.
She placed her last hope on Song Hanjun. He at least had a fan base and was capable. He was also the lead singer of a band and his talent was unquestionable.
"Song Hanjun, what about you?"
Hearing his own name, Song Hanjun raised his head with a frown. After looking at her for a few seconds, his brows slightly furrowed, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Ugh~"
With an inexplicable retching sound, Song Hanjun rushed out of the practice room.
Su Tang was stunned and stood there.
No, is she that disgusting?
Song Hanjun just looked at him and vomited?
The people in the live broadcast room couldn't laugh anymore.
[Su Tang, look at how disgusting you are.]
[I'm dying of laughter. I almost vomited after watching this. How annoying is he?]
[Why do I feel like something is wrong with Song Hanjun?]
[It's over. Did he have a terminal illness? That's why he disappeared for two years.]
[The media has photographed him frequently entering and leaving the hospital. Is he truly terminally ill and therefore lacking ambition?]
Ding Xiumin, on the other hand, had a mocking smile on his face, and his eyes made her look like a clown.
Su Tang couldn't hold it in any longer.
"why are you laughing?"
"You want to place your hopes on Song Hanjun?"
Su Tang nodded calmly.
"Isn't it possible? He has the talent and fan base to take the lead in the team right now?"
Ding Xiumin snorted coldly.
"Him? Can't you see he's sick?"
Su Tang exhaled a breath of foul air.
"Ding Xiumin, you're the captain after all. You built this team, but you're just staying out of it and insulting your teammates like they're crazy. What do you mean?"
Ding Xiumin looked indifferent.
"I'm telling the truth, you just don't listen."
"I think you're just looking for trouble. You'd better hide your dirty thoughts. This is a live broadcast."
Ding Xiumin knew that he couldn't go too far, so he curled his lips.
"Okay, let me tell you what I think. Let's vote for the center position first. The center position is the center of the team and the most important part of the entire group. If you do well, you can lead the entire group. Looking at this whole messed up team, I'm the most suitable. What do you think?"
Before Su Tang could speak, Yuan Chiye had already stood up.
"Who do you think you are? You're not worthy enough to even look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are."
"Why can't I do it? You're all useless and can't help yourself, so why blame me?"
"Who are you calling mud?"
The two quarreled so loudly that it quickly drowned out the atmosphere in Group A.
Dyson tried to mediate the fight by speaking a foreign language.
It's a complete miscommunication.
Su Tang's temples were throbbing with pain. Now, they had to fight before they even started discussing opinions.
Su Beizheng came over curiously.
"What's your team doing? Buying groceries at the market? It's too noisy."
Su Tang then realized that the noisy situation had affected Group A.
"Sorry, there are too many internal conflicts and they need to be smoothed out."
Jiang Hancheng also came over and lazily put his arm on Su Beizheng's shoulder.
"Can't figure it out? Need help?"
Su Tang sighed.
"It's useless to help. No one cooperates. Just by being exposed to the song sample, everyone surrenders."
Jiang Hancheng was amused by her sighing.
"What do you think?"
"I have the same idea as you. This song needs to be adapted, otherwise it will easily fail. You also know that songs that are too sweet won't work."
Jiang Hancheng nodded.
"It's clear that your leader just wants to stir things up, so the most basic thing now is that you first need to understand the strengths of all the members, and then adapt the song to suit each person's characteristics."
Su Tang actually thought of this, but she was only good at choreography and was not capable of adapting songs.
"I actually have a rough idea for a dance adaptation, but I might add more dynamic elements to the song so I can add more powerful movements. However, I know nothing about arranging music."
Su Beizheng smiled mysteriously,
"You should ask our Brother Cheng for this matter. He's the best at adapting songs, and there's nothing he can't do, whether it's a song or a dance, he can do it all."
Jiang Hancheng patted the back of Su Beizheng's head.
"You think I'm a god,"
As he said this, he looked at Su Tang.
"However, if you have any ideas or suggestions, come discuss them with me. But I have a suggestion for you. We are currently competing against each other, so it's best for you to handle these issues within yourselves. Otherwise, even if you win later, people will still point fingers at you and criticize you."
Su Tang certainly knew this truth. If he wanted to adapt the song, he definitely couldn't ask for outside help.
Seeing Su Tang still racking his brains to think of a solution,
Jiang Hancheng smiled.
"Actually, Song Hanjun is the best at arranging music. You forget that he's the lead singer of a band. Playing rock music is no small feat. He won many youth song competitions back in the day, and his arranging skills are internationally recognized."
Su Beizheng also nodded,
"Yes, if their band hadn't disbanded, Song Hanjun would have been a huge star. It's just that he was so disappointing. Sigh, I feel so sorry for him."
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