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Chapter 38
Lin Qingyi quickly adjusted his expression and opened the door.
I saw Ning Cong'an standing at the door.
Ning Cong'an didn't pause this time. When he saw the door open, he said, "I have some throat lozenges left. Would you like to take one?"
Lin Qing's throat seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell whether it was because she had practiced for too long or because of her depressed mood just now.
Looking at Ning Cong'an's hand, Lin Qingyi took it.
"Thank you."
Ning Cong'an always gave her warmth at times like this. Even just a small throat lozenge was enough to comfort her.
After taking the throat lozenges, Ning Cong'an still didn't move. She looked straight at Lin Qingyi and said, "It's hard to change the vocal position all at once. Don't worry too much. If you still can't find it during class tomorrow, I can help you find it and practice more after class."
Lin Qingyi was so moved that tears were about to fall.
She said, "Thank you."
Lin Qingyi hated that his language was so poor that he could only repeat the same thank you over and over again.
After saying that, Ning Cong'an left and closed the door on his own initiative.
Lin Qing felt guilty and touched.
After taking the medicine, Lin Qingyi took a short nap.
After taking the throat lozenges Ning Cong'an gave him, his throat felt cool. After waking up from a good sleep, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Before Lin Qing left, he thanked Ning Cong'an again.
Dinner usually starts at six o'clock. After everyone rests in the living room for a while, the dance teacher comes.
The dance teacher is Qi Tingyu, and she looks very gentle.
Their dance classes are as basic as the vocal classes in the morning.
Lin Qingyi had never learned such basic things, but because her talent points were maxed out, she learned it quickly.
They haven't heard the song demo yet, but based on the basic skills taught by Qi Tingyu, it should be more towards hip-hop and popping types, which still gives Lin Qingyi some advantages.
The one who received the teacher's special care was naturally Ning Cong'an, who had difficulty in dancing.
Basic dance should start with the core, followed by some of the most classic footwork rhythms and upper body rhythms. However, Ning Cong'an's core was unstable, and the framework fell apart when he made a big move. The teacher was so scared that he instantly pulled the teaching progress bar back to the beginning.
It lasted three hours in one night, and since it was just basic training, everyone felt quite relaxed.
Except Ning Cong'an.
After the class, everyone went back to their rooms to wash up. After washing up, Ziyin sent a notice in the small group of seven, asking everyone to gather in the living room to study the latest news from Mu Yewu.
Lin Qingyi put his phone on the table, wiped his hair casually, saw the message, and walked out with the phone.
Ning Cong'an had already blown his hair dry, and the scent of shampoo filled the room. Lin Qingyi's cheeks were red, not sure if it was because he had just taken a shower or what.
When we got to the living room, we saw that everyone was wearing pajamas and looked very relaxed.
After spending a few days together, everyone no longer cared about their image. Lin Qing went downstairs without blowing her hair, with wet hair that stuck to her scalp.
The others looked at her several times.
Lin Qingyi knew that his hair stuck to his scalp and face looked a bit ugly, but it didn’t matter to him.
She was a little suspicious, and quietly sat next to Tan Xiaoran and said, "Do I look weird?"
Tan Xiaoran said, "You are like a lotus just emerging from the water."
"No one can resist looking at you!"
Lin Qingyi didn't believe this, but she didn't know who to ask for a moment, so she had to put her hair back. This action attracted a few more eyes.
Seeing that everyone was present, Ziyin cleared her throat and said, "Everyone, please download and install the software that Sister Mu sent in the group."
The members next to him were operating very quickly, but in contrast, Lin Qingyi was like a 60-year-old man playing with his mobile phone.
She fiddled with it for a long time before finally installing it.
After clicking in, there was a background operation page, and Ziyin helped them one by one to complete and confirm it.
According to the message Mu Yewu sent in the group, this should be a software that can be used to chat with fans.
After registering, Lin Qingyi scrolled through the background for a long time but didn't see anything special, not even a dialog box.
How to chat like this?
Seeing her fiddling around with a puzzled look on her face, He Minju next to her took the initiative to explain to her: "You have to wait until the fans open the chat with you before the chat page will appear."
Open? Lin Qingyi was a little confused: "Does this cost money?"
Tan Xiaoran looked disillusioned. "As long as they're related to us, what's the point? Isn't it the company that can make as much money as it can?"
Lin Qingyi didn't expect that fans would have to pay to send her a message.
"Starting tomorrow, the company will make an official announcement on Weibo, and I expect people will subscribe soon. We can share some of our lives on this app, just like chatting with good friends, sending a few messages and photos."
"The company won't manage this account. We can manage it ourselves. We can post as much as we want. Just be careful with the content. Don't give away spoilers about our songs or dances. Just chat about our daily lives."
The more Lin Qingyi listened to Ziyin, the more speechless he became. Fans had to go through so much trouble to download the app to watch you share your life, and then they had to spend money first.
After that is the tutorial for the video account.
They cannot use their own personal video accounts yet, so they created a team video account. They can usually get together with their teammates to take some gesture dances and post them on the account, and manage it regularly.
This account is not operated directly by them. They only need to send their works to Mu Yewu, who will naturally send them to the company's account operation department and let professionals operate this account.
Every time you post content on your Weibo account, it needs to be approved by the company.
I briefly talked about some account operation processes tonight, and everyone has a general idea of it.
Seeing that everyone was sleepy, Ziyin didn't say anything more and just dispersed the group. The seven of them automatically went back to sleep.
After all, I still have to get up early the next morning to do morning exercises.
At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time. Today is another morning run.
It was originally supposed to be just a transitional event, but the coach seemed to see that their physical fitness was too poor and decided to make the two-kilometer long-distance run a goal as well.
Members who don’t like running are suffering terribly.
In the afternoon, vocal class went on as usual, but Lin Qingyi still couldn't find the vocal point.
He Yinghuai couldn't delay the progress because of her, so Lin Qingyi was forced to be pushed forward.
After three o'clock, that's what Ning Cong'an said yesterday.
Private training time.
Seeing that the two of them were left alone, no one said anything. After all, they had always behaved like this on the show before. Everyone thought it was a little strange at first, but later on, they were completely used to it.
Only Tan Xiaoran and Yan Feiyang looked a little strange.
He Minju wanted to leave quickly.
She hasn't forgotten the feeling of being stared at by Ning Cong'an.
After they left, the vocal classroom was empty with only the two of them left.
According to He Yinghuai's request, sound insulation cotton was installed around the vocal classroom, so even if the two of them shouted inside, no one outside could hear them.
Lin Qingyi was a little nervous at first.
After all, the two of them haven't been like this for a long time.
Moreover, she always had a feeling that things were different now. Now that they had debuted, even though there were no cameras pointing at them, Lin Qingyi felt even more awkward.
Fortunately, Ning Cong'an still looked serious.
After everyone left, Ning Cong'an went straight to the point and began to teach her slowly. Lin Qingyi also gradually got into the state.
When she came to her senses, Ning Cong'an's hand was already on her lower abdomen.
Ning Cong'an was teaching her to use her lower abdomen to generate power.
But Lin Qingyi was very ticklish, and as soon as Ning Cong'an touched him, the corners of Lin Qingyi's mouth began to rise.
Ning Cong'an also noticed something was wrong because Lin Qingyi's lower abdomen kept contracting.
She raised her head and saw Lin Qingyi's face flushed from trying to hold back his laughter.
When Lin Qing saw her looking at him, he couldn't help laughing and explained, "I'm a little ticklish..."
Ning Cong'an saw that her earlobe was also red, and was a little stunned. He paused for a moment before saying, "It's okay. Then press it yourself. When you speak, your lower abdomen contracts and becomes tense."
Afterwards, Ning Cong'an taught Lin Qing individually for almost two hours.
Lin Qingyi felt that his throat was really uncomfortable today.
The previous second she was asking Ning Cong'an for the throat lozenges she had given her yesterday, and the next second, Ziyin said in the group that the throat lozenges had arrived.
Lin Qingyi walked down happily, opened the express, put the throat lozenges neatly in the medicine box, said a simple word in the group, and then opened a lozenge and ate it himself.
Ning Cong'an looked at the message sent by Ziyin and his face did not look very good.
It just happened to be at this time...
But Lin Qing, who had just taken the soothing pills, only felt that his throat felt much better, so he didn't even notice Ning Cong'an's expression.
After the dance practice ended in the evening, Lin Qingyi took the initiative to stay and help Ning Cong'an adjust to twelve o'clock in the evening.
The two of them continued to practice and work on their shortcomings.
The other members were so scared that they couldn't sleep well, fearing that if these days continued for a few more days, when they opened their eyes one day, Lin Qingyi would be able to sing heavenly music and Ning Cong'an would be able to participate in the dance PK program.
However, the two of them had no idea that they could improve at all.
After finishing extra training in the evening, Lin Qingyi washed up and lay on the bed, when he suddenly remembered that the chat software for fans had been opened today.
The name of the software is TT. When Lin Qingyi saw it for the first time, he felt that it looked like a crying emoticon.
As soon as she opened the software, the screen changed completely.
The chat box that Lin Qingyi had been searching for for a long time yesterday suddenly appeared at the top.
She clicked on it and saw a scrolling barrage in the upper left corner. When she clicked on it, she could see all the messages sent to her.
It was sent to her by fans.
Lin Qingyi did not choose to reply to the message first, but racked his brains and shared what he had done today.
She felt a little regretful for not taking a photo, and decided to secretly take a photo while jogging tomorrow morning.
Lin Qingyi muttered a lot on the software.
I practiced with Cong Anjia today, just like we did on the show.
[The throat lozenges have arrived. My throat feels so good after taking them.]
…
Then I clicked on the barrage.
Most of the fans were greeting her and some were sharing their own lives. Lin Qingyi found it quite interesting and kept scrolling up.
Unexpectedly, while swiping, I suddenly saw a message.
【How can someone like you debut?】
Disgusting.
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