Chapter 65

The special training has been going on for two months. Last month, the main test was dance, and this month, the main test was vocal music. However, in order to prevent trainees from completely forgetting about dance during vocal music training, they are required to perform again at the end-of-month evaluation next time, giving them a second evaluation opportunity.

After watching the dance, Jiang Juyou pressed her forehead and said with a headache: "Your stage performance is not infectious at all. It's like completing a task. It's over after the dance is over. You probably think so in your heart, 'Ah! Finally, the dance is over'. I think so in my heart, too, it's finally over, it's too long."

After saying that, she picked up the iPad to check the music time. In fact, it was just over two minutes, but Jiang Juyou felt like it was five or six minutes.

The people who were criticized had their backs stiffened, especially Ye Xing and Yao Shu. Although the comment did not refer to them, it was just like what the producer said. They were just glad and relieved after the dance.

Their backs were slightly bent, and they felt a little guilty.

She was too lazy to say more, and waved to the next group.

After being reminded, the groups behind forced themselves to enjoy themselves, but it made the performance more awkward. Only they were having fun, and the teachers in front were expressionless.

The trainees have indeed improved compared to before, but they have already entered the debut group, and the requirement at this time cannot be just physical improvement.

It is correct to ask them to follow the artists who have debuted, can hold concerts, and can perform live, but they are still far from reaching that level.

The music started and stopped. After watching everyone's performance, Jiang Juyou fiddled with her hair in annoyance. She swallowed the scolding words after turning them around in her mouth.

"If I have to pick a good stage... Yao Shuo's solo stage."

"If it's a group... Group C."

Jiang Juyou brushed away the moment of joy so lightly. After she finished speaking, she didn't give the trainees time to react and jumped directly to the next topic.

She wiped her chin and pointed to the door. "We have customized a batch of equipment for everyone. Next month there will be special training for singing and dancing. I want to listen carefully to your live performances while dancing."

As she spoke, two employees sitting at the door went out to bring in the boxes. Jiang Juyou saw them and said, "Take out a set."

She nodded at Yao Shuo, "Yao Shuo, try it on."

This batch of equipment was not customized ear monitors and microphones in the conventional sense, but was specially debugged according to Jiang Juyou's requirements.

Yao Shuo came to the side and fumbled with the staff on how to wear these things.

After putting them on, a staff member played the song that Yao Shuo had just performed. He was in a panic when he heard the sound, then he looked at the direction and gently picked up the earphones and started singing.

Jiang Juyou waved to Yao Shu who was standing in the corner, and asked him to stand in the middle of the practice room and sing and dance.

She explained to the other trainees, "What you hear in your headphones will be the same as before. I'll have the microphones turned off. What you hear in your headphones are all your dry sounds. You can hear not only your own, but also others'."

"What we hear is what it sounds like now," she said, pointing to the speakers above her head.

There was only accompaniment in the speakers, without the dry sounds that should have been included, but because the accompaniment was very quiet, the sounds made by Yao Shu while he was singing and dancing could be clearly heard, and even the tiny sound of the chains colliding could be heard.

Yao Shu's singing and dancing live was shown. He would shake in the middle of almost every sentence, and the sound would be slightly inaccurate.

If it was like this, one could imagine how terrible other people's live performances were.

Pei Luming stood behind Gao Xiayu and complained about himself in a low voice, "...No wonder Jiang Zhi always said that our singing was hard to describe. I also felt it was hard to describe when I listened to it myself."

Ye Xing also quietly raised his thumb, "Jiang Zhi was right to scold him."

In their opinion, if Yao Shu, who ranked first in vocal strength, sang like this, they estimated that it would be even more terrible.

Because from a third-person perspective, they suddenly empathized with Jiang Zhi who usually scolded them.

If he sang like this, he really deserved to be scolded.

In the middle, Jiang Juyu did not call for a stop, and let Yao Shu dance until the end of the song before signaling that he could take off the earphone.

She looked at the other trainees and said, "You can't even open your mouths after dancing one song. Then you won't be able to sing four or five songs in a row at a concert?"

Jiang Juyou waved her hand and called the trainees back to the center. "Physical strength is a problem. You need to practice slowly. The shaking sound when singing and dancing is also a problem. But you have been practicing for a long time, and you still have this problem?"

She didn't expect anyone to answer. After retracting her gaze, she continued to wave her finger and said, "The biggest problem is that you are not comfortable on stage. Performance is a way to convey emotions. We are here to enjoy the cozy atmosphere, not to worry about whether you will break your voice in the next sentence."

"In the future, your training will include various observation activities. We will go to concerts, performances, and music festivals."

"But you are not going on an outing, you are going to learn how to relax on stage, how to interact with the audience, and how to increase the vitality of your stage."

Whether the stage is interesting or not is the key to the performance. In these short three minutes, the audience should feel the excitement, rather than being distracted by worrying about whether the artist's next sentence will break, or not feeling anything after watching.

Jiang Juyou has always required this standard, but it was too early to raise this with them before. She waited until the list of debut groups was determined before announcing this to the trainees.

She checked the time, stood up, and the teachers sitting on both sides also stood up.

Jiang Juyou said, "I've already informed you that we're going to Coachella, are you clear about your mission now?"

The trainees standing in the middle of the practice room finally understood what they were going to the music festival for. After listening to Jiang Zhi's words, they nodded and said, "I understand!"

"Okay, go get your luggage, we'll have to leave for the airport soon." Jiang Juyou relaxed and rubbed his forehead after saying that.

The trainees, who were still childish, couldn't suppress their smiles after hearing this.

Scalpers who make money in the fan circle sell everything. After placing an order for a ticket on Random Entertainment, the flight information here came out.

But there are very few fans who are willing to believe it, because they think that although Random Entertainment is quite stingy in all aspects, it has done a good job in protecting artists and trainees. Normally, trainees move on a large scale by chartering business jets, so buying tickets for them to go to the United States at this time makes people doubt the authenticity.

The company fans shouted that the news was fake, which made the fans of other companies not believe it. In the end, no one went to the airport.

As a result, 21 trainees and staff flew away in two flights.

The planes were full of Koreans and Americans, and few people knew them, so they landed quietly.

When the departure date came, the Internet was also quiet, and no Reuters encounters were seen, and the fans of various companies believed what the company fans said.

At this time, the trainees who had just got off the plane took the bus and rushed to the hotel where they would stay.

Jiang Juyou also came along. She informed the group: "After we get to the hotel, we will take a break. If they want to go to the event, let them know. You can take them there. The official event starts tomorrow. If they don't want to go, stay in the hotel. Don't let the trainees run around."

This notice was also conveyed to the trainees on the bus. As soon as Guan Xiaoxiao said, "If you want to go, raise your hands. If you don't want to go, go back to the hotel and rest," the bus suddenly became noisy.

Everyone raised their arms high like elementary school students competing to answer questions, for fear that the registration staff wouldn't see them.

Pei Luming in the last row jumped the highest, "Me, me, me, me! Teacher, me! Sister, me!"

Gao Xiayu next to him was speechless at his sudden change, "Weren't you still airsick just now?"

He was yelling about airsickness on the plane, and he was yelling about carsickness when he got off the plane and took the bus. He was sick all the way, and it felt like he was going to die in the next second. But just after asking if we wanted to go to Coachella, he came back to life.

His state changed so quickly that Gao Xiayu couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

The bus was in chaos, with hands raised higher than each other, and it was impossible to tell who was not going. So Guan Xiaoxiao raised her hand and pressed it, and shouted, "Okay, okay, let's switch. Those who just said they were not feeling well, raise your hands if you are not feeling well and don't want to go!" She raised her own hand as an example.

As a result, the car was quiet for a second, and everyone sat up straight. Those trainees who had just looked haggard and weak sealed their mouths one by one, especially Pei Luming, who stared with his eyes sparkling, afraid that he would be considered the one who was not feeling well.

Gao Xiayu, who was standing next to him, wanted to tease him when she saw this, so she pointed at Pei Luming and said to the staff sister in front of her, "Sister, Pei Luming said he was carsick and didn't want to go."

Pei Luming, who was ambushed, immediately shouted at the loudest voice of

his life, "No way—" He raised his hand to prove that he was fine, "Sister, I'm fine, I'm not feeling uncomfortable, let me go!" As he spoke, he patted his chest twice, his face flushed.

The people in the front rows were laughing. Guan Xiaoxiao also understood that this was just a joke, so she raised her hand and asked him to sit down, "Okay, got it. So no one wants to stay in the hotel to rest, right? Then we'll go back to the hotel to put our luggage, change clothes, and get ready to go to Coachella."

"Awooo--"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!!!"

There were strange shouts of celebration in the car, and the sound made the staff in the front rows shrink their shoulders and cover their ears.

Jiang Juyu, who was in another commercial vehicle, also received the message from the trainee.

"..."

She wanted to take a rest, but they all wanted to go, so now she has to go too.

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Sorry, I was really not feeling well yesterday, so I took a day off. I'll give everyone a red envelope for this chapter. Just comment!