Chapter 4 The Puppy's Tail Can't Be Hidden Anymore
"No, Shu Ming can really do somersaults!"
Zhang Qixin, the roommate who stood up for Shu Ming and almost got into a fight with Xue Yingcheng, was watching the first episode of "Talent 101" with great interest.
But… “There are too few shots of Xiao Shu!”
Zhang Qixin typed indignantly in the dormitory group chat.
They only had two shots of Xiao Shu doing somersaults with his bare hands, and then he was assigned to Class A.
Netizens also commented: "Another airborne dog, gone away."
Although there are occasional netizens passing by, praising Shu Ming's face and licking the screen constantly prprpr.
But most netizens still don’t buy it. They prefer contestants carefully created by the program team and contestants who are flesh and blood.
Xue Yingcheng glanced at the dormitory group message and said nothing. He just breathed out through his nose and snorted.
He wouldn't say that he had already watched Shu Ming's clips several times.
The production team must have intended to protect him from being attacked. After all, Shu Ming's face looked really impressive on the screen. When he was talking to the mentor, there were twinkling lights in his eyes.
Although Shu Ming's handsome looks have nothing to do with cuteness, Xue Yingcheng inexplicably finds Shu Ming very cute.
But then again, Xue Yingcheng was also quite curious about what Shu Ming had done to actually get himself into Class A.
The other side.
Shu Ming was very satisfied.
He didn't care too much about the result, or in other words, he had already expected it.
Although the program requires that all contestants hand in their phones, they are secretly hiding their phones so that they can get online feedback as soon as possible. Although Shu Ming also wants to follow suit, he doesn't have the money to buy two phones.
But fortunately, he has sharp ears and can still catch some information from the words of other players.
After the first episode was aired, contestants' discussions about the show could be heard everywhere.
Therefore, Shu Ming had already learned from the other contestants' discussions that his shots had been cut.
Sitting in the cafeteria, Shu Ming scooped a large spoonful of chicken breast, shrimp, crab meat and lettuce salad and put it into his mouth.
Chew chew chew.
Chew.
chew.
Then, Jiang Yingtian, the roommate who was sitting opposite Shu Ming, watched as a light bulb suddenly lit up on Shu Ming's head.
It's clearly just ordinary boiled shrimps, but why does this person feel like he's eating something precious?
This formed a sharp contrast with the distorted and painful expressions of the other contestants who were struggling to eat grass.
Shu Ming didn't care that Jiang Yingtian was staring at him. He just carefully appreciated the hodgepodge of green belts while keeping his ears open to listen to the whispers of other contestants.
A player he didn't know nodded in his direction, thinking it was inconspicuous:
"Well, didn't he get into Class A? The production team cut all his scenes, and now everyone on the internet is mocking him."
"How pitiful! I heard he came from a remote mountainous area. No wonder he's dressed so shabbily and speaks in a stammering manner..."
Jiang Yingtian wasn't that interested in eating grass. He just stared at Shu Ming for two seconds, and he really wanted to ask:
Did you know that when you secretly eavesdrop on someone, your ears move slightly?
Mom! I saw real ear movement magic! Hu Tutu isn't the only one who can do it!
Of course, he didn't dare tell Shu Ming directly.
The gossip over there continued: "...However, the salad tastes so good. I'm so envious. Those who haven't eaten good food are easily satisfied."
"I almost vomited after eating this!"
Li Qi, who was complaining about Shu Ming, curled his lips and poked the salad in his bowl. When he looked up again, he found that the person he had been secretly observing was gone.
Eh? Where's the person who was sitting there just now?
How did he suddenly disappear?! Can this person teleport?
Li Qi was already feeling guilty for saying bad things about others, and he was even more shocked when he couldn't find Shu Ming!
Just as he was looking around for someone, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. Li Qi's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
"Classmate." A hand was stretched out in front of him.
It was obvious that this was not a pampered hand.
There were many tiny, light-colored scars on the back of his hand, but his fingers were long, with slightly pink joints, and a watch was held on his white fingertips.
——His watch!
Li Qi was stunned for two seconds. He first snatched the watch away and rubbed the dial with a bit of heartache. Seeing that the watch was fine, he looked up again and slowly turned his eyes along the direction of his arm.
Then, he was stunned for two seconds by the shock of a handsome face approaching!
Such white, no, such long eyelashes... such a straight nose... No, it's Shu Ming!
"My watch fell." Shu Ming tapped the table, then turned around and left without waiting for him to react.
Li Qi wanted to say "thank you", but the word was stuck in his throat. Not only did he not say it, he was also very scared.
He didn't know if Shu Ming heard the bad things he said, and he remembered the impact Shu Ming had just given him.
After thinking about it for a long time, I looked down and found that the salad in front of me had been torn to pieces by me.
It's so rotten that it can't be rotten anymore, to the point where the original version is no longer recognizable.
Li Qi thought he was so angry that he forced himself to laugh.
He cursed Shu Ming in his heart, but couldn't help but turn back to look for Shu Ming.
But the restaurant was so busy that it was no longer visible.
The teammate sitting opposite him saw his expression changing like a color palette, and his heart immediately sounded the alarm.
This Shu Ming... He always felt that Shu Ming had actually heard the complaint that Li Qi had just made.
He frowned slightly. Was it his illusion?
Shu Ming, whom Li Qixiang had been repeating in his mind over and over again, happily handed the bowl of food he had eaten clean to the cleaning lady, then hummed an unknown tune and walked briskly towards the dormitory.
Jiang Yingtian took two quick steps and hurried to catch up with him: "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Yeah, scare him." Shu Ming simply turned around and walked towards him, smiling with a sly and naughty look.
Jiang Yingtian even had a little hallucination. Was there a smug, wagging puppy tail behind this person?
Shu Ming nodded his chin, thinking: "Is that little boy... a trainee from Hongyu's family?"
Hongyu Entertainment is the company behind the program team.
The puppy's tail is tucked in and held upright in a curious position.
Jiang Yingtian wanted to laugh. Li Qi thought that although the "little boy" had a baby face, he was actually several years older than Shu Ming.
But he suppressed his laughter: "Yes, Li Qixiang has been in Hongyu for many years. I remember the year before last..."
Jiang Yingtian didn't say the second half of his sentence.
Because Shu Ming stopped, suddenly stretched out his hands, clasped them together, and lightly caught something.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yingtian leaned over and asked him.
Shu Ming was obviously very surprised, his eyes sparkling, and he carefully opened his palm to show Jiang Yingtian: "It's Sophora japonica."
July in the capital is the season when locust flowers are in full bloom.
The two continued walking under the locust tree. Shu Ming put one hand in his pocket and turned his head to ask: "Did you meet two years ago?"
It was obvious that he was listening carefully to what Jiang Yingtian had just said.
Jiang Yingtian nodded: "Yes, he is considered a "reheated pork", which means he has participated in the talent show more than once."
Then he changed the subject: "I didn't notice it just now, but now I smell it, the locust flowers are so fragrant."
“So beautiful.”
Shu Ming tiptoed onto the curb and tried to hop around, but he couldn't even reach the lowest branches of the locust tree. "The locust trees near my house don't bloom at this time of year."
It's not the kind of sound that I miss very much.
Jiang Yingtian spent a few days with him and found that Shu Ming's voice was always full of energy and vitality.
Not only that, he also discovered that Shu Ming actually liked to talk.
It’s just that Shu Ming’s Mandarin is not very good, and there are some dialect endings, so sometimes when he gets tired of speaking, he just mutes his voice, like now.
Jiang Yingtian asked flatteringly, "When was that?"
"It's much hotter where I live, so flowers bloom in April. Scrambled eggs are actually very fragrant, and there's also flour..."
Flour what?
Jiang Yingtian waited for a long time, but nothing happened. He only heard Shu Xiaoming suddenly jump up and pat his shoulder hard to remind the waiter: "Brother! Hurry up, it's almost one o'clock."
They dawdled and walked slowly, and ended up forgetting about it. If they didn't go back to practice the theme song, it would be too late.
The dog program team is not human. There will be a second rating tomorrow night.
And tonight, the dance instructor will be out on patrol, carrying out a public execution!
Shu Ming is a super-talented university student who has never been troubled by studying in the past ten years of his life.
This is the first time I encountered a life-related learning problem in a variety show.
In other words, Shu Ming can't read music, has never learned to sing, can't dance, and has limited body coordination.
At the same time, they had to learn the specially composed theme song for "Talent Show 101" within 48 hours, which required both singing and dancing, a theme song that even veteran trainees found difficult.
Otherwise, you will face the tragic situation of being eliminated as soon as you appear.
Isn't this embarrassing for Fat Tiger?!
Shu Ming guessed correctly, the program team was deliberately making things difficult for them.
This is how the whole program flows.
The director first gathered all the contestants together and asked them to show their talents. It took two days to conduct the initial evaluation.
After the rating was completed, it was announced that the program would undergo a second rating in forty-eight hours, and the first round of C-position competition and elimination would begin at the same time.
Then, the director stopped all the contestants who wanted to leave and gave each of them a copy of the score on the spot.
The music score is very simple, all in simplified notation.
But the problem is - Shu Ming rubbed his hair.
He doesn't know the music score!
It was easy enough for Shu Ming to imitate and sing, but the simplified musical notation… he really couldn't connect the numbers and the tones. And more likely, he would be the only one in Class A who couldn't read music.
In fact, it was because Shu Ming had not learned the relevant knowledge.
To be precise, what he can't do is actually sing the music score.
The mentors of the program team are still working on the effects.
Zhou Hebin: "It seems that many contestants can read music. I heard it all, and there are even a few who can sing it independently."
Wu Qingtian, the veteran and talented singer who serves as the music instructor, was even more interested in watching the fun: "How about letting Class A perform? Let's see what the students have learned."
The audience suddenly erupted in applause and cheers—most of them came from classes B, C, and F.
After all, I would rather die than let my friend die. Let someone else make a fool of myself in public.
Only a row of people from Class A were put on the frying pan, neither on top nor on bottom, and could only rely on rock-paper-scissors to decide the singing order on the spot.
After all, there are only five of them.
The good news is that Shu Ming is not the first one to perform, so he doesn't have to stare at a music score he doesn't know.
The bad news was that the contestant in front of him was too nervous and made a sudden mistake, and was out of tune all the way.
Shu Ming held the music sheet, stood in front of the microphone, took a deep breath, and felt a tragic and heroic feeling.
Just go out of tune!
The only option before him was to replicate it 100%. Apart from that, he had no other choice.
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