"I've already sent you the sheet music and demo, right?" An Yi stood on the podium wearing large sunglasses, looking like a cool guy. He walked to the piano, sat down, and said seriously, "This song is actually very simple. I've given you an hour to familiarize yourselves with the sheet music. Now, can anyone sing it?"
Xu Yuxiang looked surprised and asked, "Should we sing now?"
"What else?"
"Just... an hour."
Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. Can anyone sing it?
"What if no one can do it?"
"That just means you're all trash."
Xu Yuxiang: "..."
Wen Lian, who was also in Class A, looked at Xu Yuxiang speechlessly: Why did you provoke him?
"Aren't you in Class A? Did I give you the wrong score? How come you can't even do this?" Even with sunglasses on, An Yi's surprised expression was evident. "An hour has passed, and really no one can sing it? Not even a single line?"
"Teacher An."
Wen Lian raised his hand in the crowd: "I think I can give it a try."
"Yes, please come forward."
"Please place your hopes in me; our dreams have set sail. Millions of hearts have never been so close; for the first time, someone resonates with me."
In an hour, I didn't expect the students to sing exceptionally well, but it would be quite good if they could just follow the piano and sing the song smoothly. Wen Lian's performance was beyond An Yi's expectations. Not only could he sing the song smoothly, but he could also add his own techniques in certain parts.
"Very good." An Yi gave him an approving look: "But you need to be careful. Some of the transitions you added sound a bit abrupt. Your voice is still very powerful."
"Overall, your performance was good, I'd give you 95 points. Do you know where you lost those other five points?"
"It's the transitions in the notes; the head resonance in the high notes might not be handled well," Wen Lian honestly pointed out his own problem.
"Yeah, go back and practice your high notes properly." An Yi added to the other students, "Oh right, I forgot another part."
The trainees: "..."
"The center position for your theme song recording will be selected through a scoring system. The five instructors will give you scores, and the person with the highest total score will be the center."
"So I'd give you a score of 95." An Yi wrote his score on a label with a marker and stuck it on Wen Lian: "Keep it up."
Fang Xiaoke turned to Ji Feng and said, "95 points is very high."
"As expected of Class A."
"So, does that mean this center position has nothing to do with us?" Fang Xiaoke sighed. "I'm totally convinced."
“Then I’m sure I can sing better than him.” The boy next to him, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. Fang Xiaoke squinted at him for a long time and recognized him. He must be a roommate of Wen Lian, named Chu Yushu.
Her name sounds like a little girl's, but she's actually quite tall. She even wears her hoodie up indoors and has an eyebrow piercing, making her look cool.
Fang Xiaoke asked him very sincerely, "You're so amazing, why didn't you go to Class A?"
"..." Chu Yushu was speechless at his words, but there was really no malice in Fang Xiaoke's eyes, so she could only say dryly, "I'm not good at dancing."
"Oh, then keep up the good work!"
"Next, it's your turn." An Yi pointed to another child from Class A and asked him to come forward. "Give it a try, sing as much as you can."
Xu Yuxiang looked at the sheet music in his eyes and lowered his hand: "Teacher An, I think giving us only one hour to prepare this song is disrespectful to the song."
An Yi: "???"
He was clearly taken aback by Xu Yuxiang's words and was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"Yes, and I don't think Wen Lian's performance was that good either. If I had more time, I could have sung better than him."
We're doomed.
Jin He covered her face, somewhat unable to bear watching the scene unfold. This contestant probably thought An Yi was some kind-hearted and gentle person, and was putting on an act with An Yi.
"Hmm, are you very confident in your abilities?" An Yi picked up the sheet music he had placed on the piano, glanced at it, and laughed: "You can't even sing as well as others now. How can you guarantee that you can sing better than Wen Lian if you have more time?"
“When Wen Lian went on stage just now, I saw that his score was covered with notes and instructions. He almost wore the paper out in an hour. Yours is still as good as new. Your attitude is far inferior to his.”
"This doesn't prove anything."
“Well, that doesn’t really prove anything.” An Yi nodded. “If you’re really that kind of talented player, an hour is enough time for you to memorize the melody. You don’t need to make up any high-sounding excuses. The fact that you’re telling me this is telling me that you didn’t use that hour to familiarize yourself with and memorize the score.”
Xu Yuxiang was suddenly exposed, and he felt embarrassed. "But the production team didn't tell us beforehand that you would be assessing the trainees right away."
"Do I need someone to remind me? I stood at the classroom door for a whole hour, and I could see perfectly clearly who looked at the sheet music and who didn't. Now you come up here acting all high and mighty. What are you pretending for?"
If Jin He were standing next to him now, she would probably secretly pinch him to tell him to stop, and say a few words to stop him. But unfortunately, Jin He is too far away to stop his mouth, which is like a wild horse.
"Your family is well-off, huh? Who put you in this show? You think you're so great just because you're in Class A? You were just picked out from the worst of the worst. Back in our day, someone like you wouldn't even have made it into the debut group." An Yi leaned back. "I really don't understand. What right do you have to argue with me? Do you think your reasons are valid? If you're not as skilled as others, you're not as skilled. You want to be a big shot, but your abilities don't allow it."
Jin He: "..."
That's enough, stop talking.
"You haven't even debuted yet, and you already have such a strong fatherly attitude. What do you mean by respecting this song? You only show respect with your mouth? Do you particularly enjoy that self-righteous feeling? Does your ability match your vision? You're just a bunch of good-for-nothings, can you even sing?"
Seeing An Yi's humiliation come to an abrupt end, Jin He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, An Yi had finally matured and knew to tone down his insults. He had been scolded countless times for this before.
Xu Yuxiang, a rich young master, had never been humiliated like this before. He was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to sing or not, and was left hanging on the stage, his face flushed red.
In a fit of anger, he blurted out, "Teacher An, you said your group is so powerful and strong, but didn't you still produce a good-for-nothing like Jin He?"
Jin He never expected to be caught up in this gossip himself. The junior students around him were all turning to look at him, and he had a completely bewildered expression: "???"
Hey bro, are you alright? What does it have to do with me that you got yelled at by An Yi?
An Yi's answer was even simpler and more direct. He pulled his sunglasses down two centimeters, revealing his slightly swollen eyes. His clear black and white pupils nimbly scanned him from top to bottom and bottom to top.
He put his sunglasses back on and said expressionlessly, "I can't just judge other people's appearance."
I can't comment, not because I don't want to. If I could, An Yi would still say this person is ugly.
They have some manners, but not many.
Xu Yuxiang finally lost face, threw down the sheet music in his hand, and walked out the door.
"Huh? He's gone?"
"What should we do? Will Teacher An be angry?"
"Oh my god, Teacher An is so scary."
"Yes, the staff already told us to familiarize ourselves with the score first, and that Teacher An would start teaching as soon as he arrived. He didn't prepare at all."
"How could this happen?" Ji Feng said worriedly. "It's obvious that Xu Yuxiang didn't prepare properly. The sheet music and demo were already handed out, but he was still chatting and bragging with the people around him. How come he attacked people so casually after Teacher An said a few words?"
"Don't take it to heart, Xiao He." Fang Xiaoke patted Jin He's shoulder as she moved closer. "If Xu Yuxiang is unhappy, so be it. Why is he bringing it up with you?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
"Won't Teacher An get angry?" Fang Xiaoke asked him softly.
"No, he won't get angry with you over something like this."
"Who's next? Fang Xiaoke?"
Jin He encouraged him: "Go for it!"
Fang Xiaoke stood next to An Yi, carefully observing his expression. She breathed a sigh of relief only after seeing that he didn't seem upset. Who could understand how desperate he was when he saw Xu Yuxiang arguing with Teacher An? He was terrified that Teacher An's anger would affect him.
"...
Are you ready? We're about to take off.
Free your hands to gain freedom.
I will keep your love in my heart.
..."
After the song ended, Fang Xiaoke was sweating profusely. She looked nervously at An Yi, who simply smiled and didn't seem angry at all: "Were you too nervous?"
"Hmm, hmm, a little."
"Hmm, I can tell your voice is a bit tense," An Yi said. "Let's do it again. Don't be nervous. Your level should be a little higher than before."
"OK."
The piano music started, and Fang Xiaoke opened her mouth to sing, but the classroom door was suddenly opened again, and the piano music stopped abruptly. An Yi frowned and looked at the door, his expression unfriendly, seemingly very dissatisfied with the interruption.
Xu Yuxiang stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, looking arrogant and disdainful of everyone. He said casually, "I'm sorry, Teacher An Yi, I think I can still give it another try. Please give me another chance."
Jin He had seen this kind of routine many times. Although no one had deprived him of the opportunity to try, he spoke as if An Yi had unreasonably kicked him out of the classroom. But by acting like a victim, if An Yi shook his head, someone would immediately stand up and criticize An Yi for being petty and arguing with a student, showing a narrow mind.
It has to be said that this tactic is stupid, but very effective, and most people can only accept it by refusing to listen.
But his opponent is An Yi.
That powerful figure in the Chinese entertainment industry! An Yi, who has maintained an undefeated position in the entertainment circle with his sincerity and sharp tongue!
An Yi glanced at him, his eyes filled with confusion. He even looked up at the camera before looking at the stubborn-looking student: "Are you trying to create a show effect?"
This was actually a very sincere question. Based on Jin He's understanding of An Yi, he genuinely wanted to know if Xu Yuxiang's performance just now was for the sake of creating a show effect.
But it is precisely because of this sincerity that it seems so sarcastic and unsettling.
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