The two sides were at loggerheads and looked like they were about to fight when Jin He quickly stopped Wen Lian. This kid was still too young. No matter how calm he was, he was still a child. He would get angry if someone provoked him a little.
But for several years, no one has spoken up for him when he was being scolded. This kid is quite considerate.
“You’re right, it doesn’t necessarily have to be me singing the intro. If you think someone else is more suitable, I can sing something else.” Jin He glanced down at the number on his clothes and said with a smile, “Forty-ninth place, that’s a very dangerous ranking. If you don’t have any breakout performances, it’s going to be very risky.”
Qi Yunran's face turned ashen when his secret was suddenly exposed.
"Yes, I understand how you feel." Although Jin He said it with a smile, it sounded unsettling. "If you want to give it a try, of course you can, but if you don't sing well, you can't blame anyone else."
Wen Lian angrily withdrew his hand, still looking unconvinced. If he really wanted to show himself and fight for an opportunity, he would admire him as a true man. But he was obviously deliberately picking a fight, every word of which was aimed at Jin He's sore spots. His mouth was too nasty!
Song Bai quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Oh, it's not that serious. It's just a matter of dividing up the parts. Let's all work together to complete this performance well."
Lin Nian hasn't wanted to talk to An Yi much these past two days because the brat is clearly out of it. He keeps asking her all sorts of questions and even made her watch over Jin He's meals.
Lin Nian: "..."
"He's twenty-five years old, do you still think he's eighteen?"
“If he could really take care of himself, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a terrible state,” An Yi said. “Go check on him for me; he needs to eat some meat.”
Lin Nian was speechless; he suspected he had become part of this young couple's game.
"Then why don't you go yourself?"
When the topic came up, An Yi got excited: "He doesn't like me..."
"The children's group assignments are out. Take a look." Lin Nian handed him a stack of printed papers. The first one on top was Wen Lian's group's assignments. He glanced at the assignments:
Qi Yunran was the lead singer, Wen Lian was the center, and Jin He's part was just a few simple lines, making her inconspicuous in the whole song.
"Why?"
"It's strange, isn't it? The introduction should be sung by a pretty girl with a good voice, and Xiao He fits that description perfectly, but now they've changed the singer," Lin Nian said. "I heard they had a little conflict when they were dividing up the parts, and they almost got into a fight."
An Yi frowned as he read through the division of labor diagram from beginning to end. He said, "Is it possible that Qi Yunran is more suitable for the introduction than Jin He? I'll have to wait until after I finish teaching them to find out the specifics."
"You rascal, you're not protective of your own people at all when it comes to work."
"What else can I do? The stage is all about the overall effect... I'll check it out when I teach them tomorrow... It's lunchtime, go check on Jin He for me."
"You little brat, I really owe you something."
Jin He's appetite has been pretty good these past two days, probably because of the low-fat meal stall in the cafeteria and the stomach-soothing rice porridge they provide every day. He hasn't experienced hypoglycemia symptoms from hunger for two days. Fang Xiaoke even came over to check on his complexion the other day and praised him for looking good lately.
"Oh my, look at Xiao He's complexion. Has he returned to his peak of handsomeness?" Fang Xiaoke grabbed Jin He's chin like a hooligan and showed it to Wen Lian. "His lips are so rosy, how beautiful he is."
A suspicious blush rose on Wen Lian's face as he praised, "Little He is handsome."
"Alright, stop flattering me and get back to training." Jin He gently nudged Fang Xiaoke, then pinched his arm, kindly reminding him, "Teacher Lin Nian is going to weigh herself in a bit."
Fang Xiaoke froze instantly.
"Why, why do we have to weigh ourselves!" he cried, clinging to Ji Feng. "I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!"
Ji Feng started lying through his teeth: "It's okay, you're not fat."
"Really?"
“Really, Brother Jinhe debuted when he was your age, and his body fat percentage should be about the same as yours. You can ask him if you don’t believe me.”
"Really, Brother Xiaohe?"
Jin He also started to lie through her teeth, comforting the child: "It's true, I was even fatter than you back then, haha, as fat as a little pig. My manager even told me to lose weight, haha."
result……
"Why is your body fat percentage so high? Have you been eating too much high-fat, high-sugar food? You can't let your guard down just because you're young. When Jin He was eighteen, his body fat percentage was not up to standard. We had to make him gain weight and work out to make him fit."
Lin Nian took notes in a notebook, "Fang Xiaoke, from the 'Birthtime' group, right? Perfect, I'll give you a good workout."
The children were stretching their legs in the dance studio, like a row of neat scallions. Lin Nian was taking notes one by one in her notebook: "Fang Xiaoke, Wen Lian, Chu Yushu, Ji Chenyi... These children need to stretch their muscles, your muscles are too stiff."
"Who said Teacher Lin has a good temper?" Fang Xiaoke walked unsteadily, leaning against the wall. Ji Feng supported him from the side. Fang Xiaoke cried with tears streaming down his face. "It hurts so much. I feel like I'll never get better."
"Hang in there. The doctor said that if you want a natural birth, you need to get out of bed and walk around more."
Fang Xiaoke: "..."
Jin He supported Wen Lian from behind, laughing as they walked, "Hang in there, hahaha..."
Are you that happy?
"Of course! Does it hurt a lot? How about we walk around a bit more?"
The four of them turned the corner and ran into An Yi, who had just come out of the lounge. They quickly nodded and greeted him, "Hello, Teacher An, hello, Teacher An..."
"Hmm." An Yi's gaze fell on the hands supporting Wen Lian as he asked, "What happened?"
"Teacher Shanglin's class was great for stretching muscles."
"Yes, it's really painful when you first stretch your muscles, but you'll get used to it and it'll be much better." An Yi's gaze remained on Wen Lian as he asked, "Is it too painful to walk? Should I give you a break?"
"No need, no need, we'll get used to it."
"Okay, you have your vocal lesson this afternoon, remember to prepare your parts." He then added, "If you have any difficulties, feel free to come to me."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher An."
"Thank you, Teacher An."
An Yi looked at Jin He's hands that were tightly supporting Wen Lian and asked again, "Does it really hurt that much?"
Fang Xiaoke replied, "It actually hurts quite a bit."
Jin He: "..."
Jin He slowly lowered her hand that was supporting Wen Lian, and then she heard An Yi say, "Okay, then you guys do your best, I'm leaving now."
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