"Hello everyone." Jin He bowed as she stood in the center of the stage. "I am Jin He from Xinghui Media."
Originally, An Yi was supposed to handle this part, asking the trainees a few questions as a matter of routine, and only asking them to perform their prepared pieces after understanding the general situation. However, when it came to Jin He, An Yi didn't seem to be planning to take over.
He handed the microphone to Song Zhiyu, who was standing next to him.
"Ah, Jin He, is that right?"
Song Zhiyu reacted quickly and immediately picked up the conversation: "I saw you backstage when I first debuted. Why did you decide to come back to this stage as a trainee again?"
Jin He was also curious about this question. Since the company had asked him to come, he did. After all, Jin He was always a topic generator, and his company wasn't afraid of running out of buzz whenever he was involved.
But can we tell the truth?
cannot.
“As you know, I’m already twenty-seven years old, and there aren’t many stages left for me to showcase myself. Now that I have this opportunity, I want to seize it.” Jin He added, holding the microphone, “Then I realized that there are still some people who care about my whereabouts over the past few years. I came on this show to let them know that I’m safe and sound. They are very worried about me.”
An Yi picked up the coffee beside him and took another big gulp. Jin He knew that An Yi's action was actually to shut her up, so that she wouldn't say anything earth-shattering.
"Yes, that's it."
"I see that your 'Special Skills' section is empty."
"Well, because I don't have any special skills."
After hearing this, An Yi took another big gulp of coffee.
He's been in the industry for ten years and still has no special skills. Moreover, Jin He's starting point was so high. Hearing this, the trainees below covered their mouths and whispered among themselves.
"No way, if you call him a useless pretty face, he really is a useless pretty face."
"Huh? How could someone like that have been Teacher An's teammate back then?"
"That's right, with such a high starting point, it must have been Teacher An and Teacher Lin who taught them step by step back then."
"Yeah, to be honest, I admire him for having the nerve to come on this show. Teacher An was his teammate back then, and Teacher Fang was his junior, but they're both mentors now. And someone's coming back as a 'leftover'."
"So what piece of music have you prepared?" Song Zhiyu asked.
""tell me everything""
Song Zhiyu raised an eyebrow and exclaimed, "Wow!" "An English song!"
"No, it's a Chinese song with a foreign name."
Song Zhiyu: "..."
"Alright, since you've already debuted once before and have a lot of stage experience, we have high expectations for you. You have to work hard." Fang Canyang took the microphone and said with a smile, "Anyway, compared to other trainees, the standards for you will definitely be very high. I hope you won't let us down."
Everything about you is a secret.
And I was completely unaware
How can I find information about you?
Tell me everything.
Jin He has a good voice, and since this song doesn't have any special techniques, his singing has a clean and pleasant quality. He just stood there, with a spotlight shining on him, making him seem to be glowing.
Like an angel.
He hasn't really improved much over the years. His singing and dancing skills are only at a beginner level. He's mastered the art of flattery and shamelessness. Ironically, after ten years in the industry, his best song is still this one.
When the song ended, An Yi's coffee was empty.
"Hmm, you sang very well, but I don't think this song really showcases your talent."
“It’s already obvious.” An Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up. “You’ve been singing this song for almost ten years, but you’re still at this level. You’re making the same mistakes you did back then. You can say that you’ve made absolutely no progress.”
"Wow, that's ruthless."
"I thought that since he was Teacher An's former teammate, he would at least be more lenient with his words."
"How could that be? Think about why the group disbanded in the first place. Teacher An is someone who values the stage more than his life. It's already a miracle that the two of them didn't fight."
"Ah, this song is so simple, anyone can sing it better than him."
"I think Teacher An is really disappointed."
Jin He felt a bitter taste in his mouth: He knew it; An Yi was the kind of person who couldn't hold back. He couldn't tolerate any nonsense, and he would never allow anyone to interfere with his dreams. Let him say a few words, but at least for this song… this song…”
"I remember I personally taught you this song. It doesn't require any special skills, just singing in tune is enough. But even the most basic song still shows your skill level. Your skill is just average. Originally, I expected you to reach the level of a debut group, but it seems your skill level isn't high enough for me to give you an A."
"What have you been doing, Jin He? You used to be so busy that you didn't have time to practice. Have you been busy these past few years?"
"I'm sorry," Jin He said bitterly, holding the microphone. "I've let everyone down."
Life isn't some melodramatic fantasy novel; there are no plot points where the protagonist makes a comeback and gets revenge. He was weak before, and he's still weak now. An Yi wasn't wrong.
Nobody's to blame.
It's his own fault for not being good enough.
“You don’t need to apologize to anyone. The person you’ve wronged the most is yourself. When I heard you were participating in this show, I still had high hopes for you. I thought you would have time to improve your skills, but it seems I was wrong.” An Yi shook his head. “I will no longer have any expectations for you, Jin He. Don’t sing this song again.”
These words struck him like a thunderbolt. Jin He, who had been hanging his head and being scolded, immediately raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.
An Yi said, "Next."
It's really embarrassing to cry in public, so Jin He controlled her emotions the moment she felt her eyes stinging.
"Yeah, even a top idol shouldn't cry in front of the camera." Jin He took a breath, suppressing the dull pain rising in her chest. "It's just a song, it's nothing."
Anyway, I'll retire after participating in this program.
When the time comes, I can sing whatever I want at the karaoke bar, and An Yi won't care!
"Indeed, our industry is developing so fast now, not progressing is tantamount to regressing," Fang Canyang said. "However, it's also unbelievable to have stagnated for ten years. I hope you..."
An Yi coldly interrupted him: "What's it to you? Did he rap?"
Jin He could almost picture An Yi's manager jumping up and down in anger. He always spoke so bluntly, with a raw and unpleasant quality.
Fang Canyang was also taken aback. He never expected that An Yi, this mad dog, would bite anyone when cornered.
The initial stage evaluation ended quickly. Only two people received an A: Wen Lian and Xu Yuxiang, whom they met the previous night. Jin He received a C.
Class C's uniform was navy blue. Jin He touched the clothes she got from the production team, took them back to the dormitory, and put them on casually. The other three kids exchanged glances.
"That Jin He is so pitiful," Fang Xiaoke whispered in Ji Feng's ear. "Teacher An scolded him so mercilessly just now."
"Don't be such a saint. You weren't exactly spared any criticism either." Zhang Huahua pushed Fang Xiaoke out. "The money he made during those years when he was famous is enough for you to live on for a lifetime. Why are you still pitying some useless people here?"
"But……"
“But I heard it.” Jin He stood behind them, his eyes innocent. He shrugged. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation. I’m sorry.”
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