This is the cafeteria, they are not wearing microphones and there are no cameras on the scene.
Ding Liuyue didn't need to consider his own personality and expressed his dissatisfaction with Meng Fu to the fullest.
It is estimated that there are not many people in the entire training camp who like Meng Fu to be a drag. It would be a disaster no matter which team she is in.
"Liu Yue?" Wei Jin opened his mouth when he saw Ding Liu Yue leaving.
Finally, he turned to Meng Fu and explained, "She's not usually like this. This time it's because time is urgent. Tomorrow we have to hand over the confirmed music and choreography to the instructor. She's the only creative person in our group. Don't let her influence you."
Today is the second day of closed training. From deciding on the songs to training and then to the final performance, there is only less than a week. Almost everyone sleeps less than five hours a day.
Meng Fu drank a sip of milk, and upon hearing this, she only glanced at Wei Jin Chuyue, "If you need any help later, just let me know."
Wei Jin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Meng Fu didn't look angry, "Okay."
As for Meng Fu's offer to help, Wei Jin and Chu Yue just listened casually and didn't take it seriously. In their eyes, as long as Meng Fu could train with them seriously, that would be the greatest help to them.
The stage effect is not just an individual's, but the cooperation of the entire team.
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Hearing the perfunctory tone in Wei Jin's voice, Meng Fu did not explain, but just smiled with raised eyebrows.
Until now, these two people have unconditional trust in Ding Liuyue.
Perhaps this is the young people's belief in friendship, coupled with a fearless spirit of rushing forward, and finally getting broken heads and bleeding.
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The private room on the second floor of the cafeteria is where the tutors and staff eat.
Xi Nancheng took the bread and salad and sat at the table near the window to eat.
Other staff members would secretly look over here, but no one dared to disturb Xi Nancheng.
“Pah—”
One person put down his plate and sat opposite him.
Xi Nancheng raised his head and saw the middle-aged man at a glance. He greeted him politely: "Director Mu."
The person in front of me is Director Mu, the chief director of the domestic competition area of "Best Idol".
"How is the quality of this group of students?" Director Mu slurped his beef noodles and looked up to ask Xi Nancheng.
When Xi Nancheng mentioned this, he didn't know who he thought of, and frowned: "It's uneven."
Hearing this, Director Mu coughed. He knew about Xi Nancheng's anger at Meng Fu that time, and it was he who stepped in to resolve the situation.
Director Mu, who felt guilty, immediately changed the subject and mentioned the purpose of his visit to Xi Nancheng. "Nancheng, I won't beat around the bush with you. Do you think anyone from our show can enter Global Idol?"
After the six members of "Best Idol" were formed, they participated in the recording of "Global Idol" together with members from four other countries. However, this program has been held for so many years, and every time the people from China are just running along and cannot even pass the auditions.
The quality of domestic girl groups and boy groups is so poor that none of them can stand on the international stage.
It has been ridiculed by audiences at home and abroad for many years.
This year’s “Best Idol” in China almost didn’t take place.
"Uncle Mu, among the four countries' regional competitions, our ratings are the lowest. Isn't that enough to prove the problem?" Xi Nancheng glanced at Director Mu.
His father and Director Mu are old friends, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the "Best Idol" program this time. The quality of this program in China is really average.
"To be honest, I signed a bet agreement, betting that one of us can enter Global Idol this time," Director Mu tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a while, "Do you think there is anyone who can enter Global Idol this time?"
A bet agreement is a common agreement in the entertainment industry. Although it is called a bet, it is actually similar to an option.
Director Mu signed a bet agreement with the investors. If someone from the girl group can enter "Global Idol", he will get financial compensation from the investors. If this condition is not met, he will not get the financial compensation and the entire program will suffer a huge loss.
This was no small matter. Director Mu told him everything from his heart. Xi Nancheng finally understood that Director Mu was not joking.
He took the whole wheat bread, straightened his expression, looked at Director Mu for a long while, and finally replied: "Maybe there is one."
"You say." Director Mu looked at him.
Xi Nancheng put down the bread and spoke word by word: "Ye Shuning."
Director Mu let out a sigh of relief. "You and I think the same. This month, you and the other three teachers should focus your resources on Ye Shuning and train her with all your strength."
Ye Shuning is not only popular, she is also a well-rounded trainee. She is the only one who can keep up with the top three trainees from country H. If the four mentors of the program team train her with all their strength, she may have some hope of entering "Global Idol".
When Xi Nancheng received this task, the whole wheat toast in his hand instantly became heavy.
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Training room.
Xi Nancheng gathered all the people in Chu Yue's group and demonstrated the original dance to them.
These mentors will come at any time to check on the trainees' progress during their training. Tang Ze just came yesterday, and today it was Xi Nancheng who corrected the details of their dance.
As a mentor, Xi Nancheng is indeed capable, and he has a very good grasp of both the intensity and the details.
After he demonstrated it once, Meng Fu memorized it.
Then practice your body shape in front of the mirror.
Meng Fu had never learned to dance, but she had learned a lot of things about physical fitness, so she could perform some of the difficult moves demonstrated by Xi Nancheng smoothly, but they were a little weird and stiff.
Accustomed to fighting and killing, Meng Fu still needs to get used to doing these actions that are entertaining but have no lethality.
She read a lot of books, summarized her current shortcomings, picked out the problems in herself, and decided to start with training her form and flexibility, at least to suppress the murderous aura.
After Xi Nancheng corrected the details mistakes made by Chu Yue and others, he prepared to go to another class.
Turning his head, he saw Meng Fu on the other side, writing something on a piece of paper, and Fu'er went out with his cell phone to answer a call.
Xi Nancheng glanced past Meng Fu, his eyes not staying on her for more than a second.
It's okay to have poor talent, like Wei Jin, who has a weak dance foundation and therefore works ten times harder than others. But Xi Nancheng really can't appreciate someone like Meng Fu who has no talent and doesn't work hard.
"Let's go." Xi Nancheng said to another mentor.
Another tutor had heard Meng Fu's performance. When he passed by her desk, he was curious about what she had written, so he looked down and said, "Last time I heard she was looking at some pig..."
Before he could finish his words, he was stunned when he saw the contents on the paper.
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