Chapter 62 Getting to Know a Genius Player (Third Update + Fourth Update...)
Chapter 62
Dust billowed and cars rumbled.
The tarpaulin truck stopped at the entrance of Changchun Film Studio, and at the same time, a white long-distance bus arrived with the words "Jilin City Garrison" printed on it.
It's quite obvious.
When the two vehicles arrived at the same time, the line of people standing at the entrance of Changchun Film Studio also looked over.
Shen Qiuyue was the first to get off the long-distance bus from Jilin City. As soon as she came out, Tong Jialan, a member of the Fengtian delegation standing at the door, immediately noticed her.
She had a round face and big eyes. Unlike others who wore braids, she wore a high ponytail, which made her look very youthful.
Before her coach could stop her, Tong Jialan rushed towards the bus, saying, "Shen Qiuyue, it's been a long time."
The voice sounded extremely enthusiastic.
The car door creaked open, and Shen Qiuyue, wearing her worn-out dance shoes, landed first. Before she could even stand up, Tong Jialan grabbed her wrist.
When Shen Qiuyue saw Tong Jialan, she smiled and said, "Tong Jialan, you've grown up too."
"He's also grown quite a bit taller."
Three years ago, she and Tong Jialan were both substitutes for the competition because they were too young.
However, the two were too young to have officially performed on stage, but an encounter three years ago made them friends.
Tong Jialan came from a good family and had a powerful master, so she had high standards. At that time, there were nearly twenty people in the entire Jishi Cultural Troupe.
She only had eyes for Shen Qiuya as a friend.
Tong Jialan was flattered by the compliment, and she said happily, "Right, right? When you met me three years ago, I was only sixteen years old."
"I'm nineteen now, so I've definitely grown up."
"It's been three years, but you haven't changed a bit!"
She grabbed Shen Qiuyue's wrist, glancing at the figures filing out of the bus out of the corner of her eye, and smiled warmly, "Not bad, three years have passed, and you've gone from a substitute to a starter, and you're even riding on a big bus, quite the status symbol."
When the Fengtian delegation came, they were still riding in jeeps. I thought jeeps were good enough.
I didn't expect the conditions for the team stationed in Jilin to be so good; they even arranged a private bus for them.
Shen Qiuyue's face stiffened, and her ears instantly turned red. She opened her mouth but before she could say anything, Commander Cao next to her coughed lightly and awkwardly turned his face away.
This means that Shen Qiuyue is to explain it herself.
"Tong Jialan." Shen Qiuyue withdrew her hand, her voice low and almost inaudible, tinged with humiliation, "We're substitutes this time, not starters—"
Before she could finish speaking, a loud crash came from behind as the tailgate of the tarpaulin truck slammed down, sending dust and heat waves crashing down on everyone's feet.
Tong Jialan didn't hear her clearly at all. "What did you say?"
She asked the question, but her gaze fell on the tarpaulin-covered truck. She couldn't help but look over, somewhat shocked. "Wait, what contestant comes in a tarpaulin-covered truck?"
Tarpaulin trucks are usually used by their own teams. If they really need to go out, most people will be concerned about their image and will use a relatively better vehicle.
So as not to be laughed at by others when I go out.
When she asked, Shen Qiuya also looked over.
Then we saw the members of the Harbin Municipal Cultural Troupe starting to jump down from the back of the tarpaulin truck.
It's like boiling dumplings.
One, two, three—although they were all young girls, the Harbin troupe was poor, so everyone wore clothes that were neither new nor old, and even the five large, peeling characters "Harbin Cultural Troupe" on their backs were mottled in the sunlight.
To be honest, Meng Yingying and her friends had never felt that they were dressed poorly, but seeing these well-dressed groups in front of them made them realize how different they were.
It was still somewhat unexpected.
Tong Jialan was the first to ask, "Comrades, are you here to compete?"
Meng Yingying hummed in agreement and looked back to see that everyone had gotten off the bus. Some people were carrying red silk with rolled-up edges, and others were carrying hand drums with peeling paint. At first glance, they looked like refugees.
"They're really here to compete?"
Tong Jialan's voice rose a few notches, "Good heavens, this is a league! Before you left, didn't your leaders and coaches even prepare a couple of decent outfits for you? Or at least replace your props with new ones!"
The props that the Fengtian delegation discarded were all better than what they had in their hands.
Meng Yingying shrugged, her tone blunt, "I don't have the money to pay for it."
This left Tong Jialan speechless.
"Which team are you from? Which province are you representing?"
Tong Jialan was curious. She was wearing a brand-new white polyester shirt, green military trousers, and a pair of rubber-soled leather shoes.
Not only her, but most of the contestants present were like that.
Meng Yingying glanced at them and knew what they were. She handed all the props to Ye Yingtao behind her before saying, "They're from the Harbin Municipal Cultural Troupe."
Tong Jialan, “?”
He looked puzzled.
I've never heard of it before.
She turned to look at Shen Qiuyue, who also saw Meng Yingying. Her face was pale, and she didn't know how to explain.
Commander Cao spoke up, "Coach Zhao, isn't your Commander Fang here?"
Director Cao attached great importance to this competition; she even put aside other affairs within the cultural troupe.
She brought her team specifically to participate in the competition. Of course, this was also related to Qin Mingxiu being kicked out. If she didn't come, there would be no one to lead the team.
Since Coach Zhao helped her senior, Qin Mingxiu, overcome her inner demons, she has been in much better spirits. She smiled insincerely and said, "Our Harbin Cultural Troupe has coaches, that's fine. By the way, what about the coaches from your Jilin Cultural Troupe?"
This really hits where it hurts.
Almost instantly, Commander Cao's face contorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Don't you know where Coach Qin went?"
However, there was one outsider present, Tong Jialan, who was lost in thought. She subconsciously asked, "Where did they go?"
"By the way, Qiuya, where's your coach?"
Three years ago, when Coach Qin brought Shen Qiuyue, he treated her like the apple of his eye, taking her everywhere he went.
At the time, Tong Jialan joked with her coach that she had finally met a coach who was even more nervous about the students than her own coach.
Tong Jialan's question caused a moment of silence in the room.
The atmosphere was even somewhat eerie.
"Where did Coach Qin go? That's a good question."
Coach Zhao seemed to have received individual training, which made her words truly sharp and incisive.
Only Tong Jialan, that silly girl, was still completely bewildered, asking, "Yeah, Qiuya, where did Coach Qin go?"
"As the main team, it would be a huge disadvantage for you not to have a coach with you this time."
This has exposed another problem.
Shen Qiuyue wanted to escape; she had never found Tong Jialan's mouth so annoying.
"Are they the starting team?"
Meng Yingying suddenly grasped the crux of the matter and asked in return, "Shen Qiuyue, is the Jishi Cultural Troupe a regular team?"
At this question, everyone in the line waiting to be called looked over.
In just a moment, dozens, even hundreds, of eyes turned to look.
Shen Qiuyue didn't know how to answer. Her face flushed red, and she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.
She realized that the humiliation of her last defeat was not over yet.
This is just the beginning.
"Qiuya, just tell them."
Commander Cao took a deep breath and answered for Shen Qiuyue, "We are not the regular team, we are the reserve team."
The moment those words were spoken, the scene erupted in chaos.
"How could that be? Isn't Shen Qiuyue from the Jishi Cultural Troupe a genius? She already showed her talent three years ago, and she was a substitute three years ago. How come she's still a substitute three years later?"
Those younger substitutes from back then have now become regular starters three years later.
Tong Jialan and the others were.
Faced with everyone's questions, Shen Qiuyue stood there wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Commander Cao remained calm and said, "We lost in the preliminary rounds and didn't win the championship. We received money to sponsor this competition, which is why we participated in this competition as substitutes."
"Gentlemen, please be kind with your words. This situation is not what we wanted to see. Comrade Shen Qiuyue has been in tears for many days. Please understand."
That's a brilliant statement.
They were portrayed as victims in just a few words.
And they gloss over what happened back then, downplaying the incident.
Everyone changed their minds. "Comrade Shen, don't be too sad. There have been teams before where substitute players defeated the main team and won the championship."
“You have great talent, and the Jilin City Cultural Troupe is also very capable. It’s only a matter of time before they take over from the regular team.”
That's really going too far.
Tong Jialan frowned slightly, "Shen Qiuyue, your talent is already good enough. Who can take you out and make you a substitute player?"
Three years ago, during the preliminary test, Shen Qiuyue's talent ranked among the top three of everyone.
Shen Qiuyue opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Let me say it."
Meng Yingying handed the red silk to Lin Qiu before stepping forward and saying slowly, "In the preliminary rounds, Shen Qiuyue originally had the highest score."
Before she could finish speaking, Tong Jialan exploded, "So she became a substitute? Doesn't that mean there's something fishy going on? Qiuya, did you report it?"
Faced with Tong Jialan's kindness, Shen Qiuyue felt somewhat embarrassed and said, "No."
"She didn't report it, but we did."
Meng Yingying answered, "Shen Qiuyue's coach, Qin Mingxiu, is a nepotist. He instructed his students to put needles in the dance shoes of our contestants."
"In the end, she was removed from the judging panel, and the score she gave was also removed. Without Qin Mingxiu's high score, Shen Qiuyue's score naturally dropped, while our Harbin team's score naturally went up."
Seeing everyone stunned, Meng Yingying continued, "Oh, by the way, it was the leaders of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe who personally investigated this matter. Afterwards, Qin Mingxiu was expelled from the art troupe and removed from her position as a judge. At the same time, the Jishi Art Troupe was not selected, and Director Cao sponsored all the materials for our competition so that the Jishi Art Troupe could participate as a substitute."
"Come on, let's thank Commander Cao."
Meng Yingying's words were undeniably sharp.
The scene was completely silent.
Commander Cao's face was ashen, and Shen Qiuyue felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, sobbing with her head down.
Tong Jialan blurted out instinctively, "Really?"
"I remember Coach Qin as a very nice person."
When she sprained her ankle, it was Coach Qin who took her to the infirmary.
Meng Yingying smiled and said, "Whether it's true or not, you can go to the cultural troupe and literary federation in Heilongjiang Province and ask them."
"We would never fabricate such a thing."
As soon as she said this, she ignored everyone's expressions and went to ask people at Changchun Film Studio for advice.
There was a group of people outside the door, all looking at each other in bewilderment.
Finally, Tong Jialan didn't know how to comfort Shen Qiuya, so she whispered, "Sister Qiuya, this was done by your coach, it has nothing to do with you. Just focus on dancing."
At this point, she glanced at the group that Meng Yingying had left and whispered, "They are the main team of the Heilongjiang Province delegation, right?"
Shen Qiuyue gave a pale "hmm".
"She's really beautiful."
Tong Jialan blurted out, but upon seeing Shen Qiuyue's pale face, she immediately changed her mind, "What's the use of being pretty? You need to have ability."
"Sister Qiuya, don't worry, I'm definitely on your side."
Shen Qiuyue remained silent.
"Moreover, I will only consider you as an opponent."
Tong Jialan said insincerely, "Places like Harbin, even a hundred years ago, were just places where my father used to hunt."
"What kind of genius can emerge from a poor, remote place?"
but.
Damn, that girl who just passed by was really pretty.
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Seeing the chaotic scene, Director Liu, the person in charge of Changchun Film Studio, picked up a megaphone and shouted, "Quiet down, everyone be quiet."
"Now all six teams are here. Please come over and get your number tags and be assigned to your dorm rooms in the order of roll call."
Meng Yingying and the others immediately stood up straight.
"Youth Team of the Capital Song and Dance Troupe, Dormitory No. 1, come and pick up your nameplate."
The opposing coach immediately went over and took the sign.
Next came the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe, the Fengtian Representative Team, the Changchun Film Studio Troupe, and finally the Jilin City and Harbin City teams.
Both teams were from Heilongjiang Province. In previous years, Heilongjiang Province rarely participated in this kind of competition, not even the one that Shen Qiuya and her team participated in three years ago.
He's just here as a substitute to gain experience.
Therefore, both of their teams were assigned to the very back.
Coach Zhao frowned. "Are all the contestants' rooms the same?"
How are these license plate numbers assigned?
Director Liu glanced at her and said, "Numbers one through six are all pretty much the same. You'll see when you go and take a look."
At this point, he smiled and said, "Coach Zhao, don't worry. Our Changchun Film Studio has plenty of dormitories, and they are all tenement buildings, so there is no unfairness."
Coach Zhao thanked him before leading the team into Changchun Film Studio. After turning left and right, they finally arrived at their dormitory.
It was one of those large, open-plan dorm rooms, where twelve people could live in one room. Meng Yingying and her group came this time, making a total of twenty-two people.
They were assigned to two rooms.
Anyway, Meng Yingying, Ye Yingtao, and Lin Qiu are definitely in the same room.
Looking at the metal bunk bed, Ye Yingtao touched it repeatedly. "Why do I feel that the dormitory at Changchun Film Studio is much better than ours?"
"It's much better."
Meng Yingying immediately understood. After taking out all the luggage and putting it away, she said, "Changchun Film Studio is a for-profit public institution. Our team is different; we rely entirely on funding from the organization. So, naturally, our food, clothing, and daily necessities are a bit lacking."
Coach Zhao nodded. "Yingying is right."
"That's why they were able to use spring pine to build the stage; it was all built with money."
Of course, their performing arts troupe didn't have one.
Meng Yingying paused for a moment, and after tidying up everything, she went to wash her hands. "Actually, from this perspective, it was the right thing for us to come to Changchun Film Studio for training this time."
Take the stage, for example; at least it's good for them, not so hurtful.
Moreover, the stage here is large, making it easier for them to meet more teams.
After a month of training, they have gained a basic understanding of the contestants.
Instead of being completely clueless and relying entirely on data to make judgments, as is the case now.
"Attention all contestants, please arrive at the auditorium in twenty minutes on time."
As soon as he said that, the people in the dormitory immediately sped up their pace.
Meng Yingying had finished packing and was waiting for Ye Yingtao at the door while Coach Zhao went to urge the others.
In just three minutes, everyone was ready. It was their first time at Changchun Film Studio, and they didn't know the way, but fortunately, the staff there were quite responsible.
We specially invited a young comrade to come and show us the way.
When Meng Yingying and the others arrived, a large number of people had already gathered in the Changchun Film Studio's auditorium.
Meng Yingying and Coach Zhao were standing in the line on the side. From a distance, Tong Jialan stood on tiptoe to look this way, and when she saw Meng Yingying coming over...
His eyes lit up.
She wanted to come over and say hello, but seeing Shen Qiuyue standing beside her, she held back, scratching her head in frustration.
"Damn it! Comrade Liu, why haven't you called the roll yet!"
If Comrade Liu calls out a name, she will know the pretty young lady's name.
Shen Qiuyue, unaware of her true thoughts, comforted her, "Don't worry, it'll be over soon."
"Once everyone arrives, roll call will begin immediately."
Just as Shen Qiuyue said, no sooner had Meng Yingying and the others arrived than the people on the stage began calling out names.
"Now, the people I call on in the line, please start answering."
The people below nodded in unison, "Director Liu, you can call out names."
"Shen Meilan, Youth Team of the Capital Song and Dance Troupe".
"arrive."
"Provincial song and dance troupe".
"arrive."
"Fengtian Delegation".
"arrive."
"Changchun Film Studio delegation".
"arrive."
"The Jilin City delegation."
"arrive."
"Harbin delegation"
"arrive."
It was Meng Yingying who answered with the word "present," and as soon as she called out, everyone around looked over.
Meng Yingying remained expressionless, letting the other party look at her. Director Liu put a checkmark next to the line that answered and then began to speak.
"This year's competition has the largest number of participants in nearly ten years. The organization has also allocated funds to upgrade your training camp. For the next month, please unite and train hard."
"Alright, next is the venue allocation. To be fair, everyone come over and draw lots."
As soon as these words were spoken, representatives from each team stepped forward.
The representative of the Harbin Cultural Troupe was Meng Yingying. Meng Yingying went to the cardboard boxes in front, while Ye Yingtao and the others lagged behind and began to pray.
"Yingying, you must draw a good seat."
Because this location determines the quality of their training venue for the next month.
When Meng Yingying arrived, everyone else was already there. Of the five team leaders, she only recognized Shen Qiuyue.
However, she and Shen Qiuyue didn't have a good relationship; they only glanced at each other before looking away at the same time.
No one greeted them.
"Alright, now that everyone's here, come over and draw lots. There's no order of arrival."
Shen Meilan from the Capital Song and Dance Troupe drew lots first. She drew a slip of paper, and Chen Xiaoxiao from the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe followed suit.
When it was Tong Jialan's turn, she put her hands together and prayed, "May I draw number three."
"Number Three!"
Court number three is the best, not only because of its good location, but also because it is said to have good feng shui. In previous years, those who drew court number three were all champions.
Unfortunately, when Tong Jialan looked at her draw and saw that it was number four, she stomped her foot and said, "Damn number four."
"There's still number six left, did you guys get it? Number six is even more unlucky than number four."
Shen Meilan and Chen Xiaoxiao remained silent.
Anyway, it wasn't them.
When it was Su Mingda's turn from the Changchun Film Studio, he nodded to everyone before going in to draw a number. After seeing number two, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it's not the 6th, it's fine.
"I still haven't drawn number six and number three."
Tong Jialan suddenly said, "Only the unluckiest court number six and the luckiest court number three are left."
She looked at Meng Yingying and Shen Qiuyue.
"It all depends on the two of you."
Shen Qiuyue was a little nervous. She glanced at Meng Yingying and quickly said, "I'll draw first."
Meng Yingying interrupted her, "The opening of the box is big enough, let's draw them all at once."
This eliminates the question of who comes first and who comes last.
Shen Qiuyue bit her lip. There were many people around, and her coach wasn't there either, so it wasn't a good time to make any underhanded moves. She nodded, "Then let's go together."
Meng Yingying hummed in agreement, and the two of them simultaneously reached inside.
Shen Qiuyue seemed to want to pick something out of the box, but Meng Yingying stopped her. In the next instant, she grabbed a piece of paper and took it out.
Seeing that she had already taken them all, Shen Qiuyue could only reluctantly take out the last slip of paper.
"Take a look quickly."
Tong Jialan urged them quickly, "Look!"
"Who is number three, and who is number six?"
Meng Yingying looked down and her pursed lips curled up slightly. "I'm number three."
After hearing this, Shen Qiuyue didn't have the courage to open it.
She didn't even dare to look at the gazes of her teammates behind her.
Tong Jialan originally wanted to praise Meng Yingying for her good luck, but seeing Shen Qiuya's expression, she immediately swallowed her words.
"It's alright, it's alright. The sixth is a good number, it means everything goes smoothly."
Shen Qiuyue remained silent.
Director Liu above has already spoken, "Alright, after you've drawn your lots, return to your respective teams."
"From now on, the entire Changchun Film Studio training camp will be in a closed period, and all contestants are not allowed to leave."
"Our Changchun Film Studio training camp runs from 6 a.m. to 8 p.m., and the training period ends on September 7, the day before the competition."
"As for other times, if you want to practice alone, you can talk to the teacher on duty."
"I have received everyone's repertoire list. I will post it at the door. Everyone can start practicing according to their own repertoire."
"During this period, everyone at Changchun Film Studio will serve you, but there is a condition: Changchun Film Studio will not accept gifts or bribes. If you receive any unfair treatment during this period, you can report it to us."
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from below.
After Director Liu left.
The teams immediately went wild, all asking about the lottery.
Ye Yingtao ran over and asked, "Yingying, what number did you draw?"
Number three.
Meng Yingying said softly.
Ye Yingtao jumped up instantly, "I heard that number three is the luckiest number, and the team on field number three won the championship in the previous three competitions."
Ye Yingtao, who clearly has a knack for gossip, had already started asking these people about it while waiting in line.
Meng Yingying hummed in agreement, while Ye Yingtao winked and asked, "Where's Shen Qiuyue?"
What number did she draw?
"Number Six."
As soon as Meng Yingying finished speaking, Ye Yingtao's eyes lit up instantly, and she turned to look at Shen Qiuya's team with a gossipy expression.
Sure enough, Shen Qiuyue was being complained about by Commander Cao and the others.
She didn't look too well either.
Ye Yingtao wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but Meng Yingying stopped her, saying, "Alright, let's go to venue number three."
Ye Yingtao then gave up.
As soon as they left, Tong Jialan hesitated for a moment, then secretly ran over behind the coach's back and walked up to Meng Yingying.
"Comrade No. 3, let me introduce myself. My name is Tong Jialan."
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Author's note: Sorry, I had some writer's block, so I'm late.
I'll update again tonight.
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